Chapter One
'Lily!', Petunia Evans said.
'Yes', Lily said.
'You have a letter from that place', she said.
Lily Evans waited.
She had been thinking about the first time she performed magic; she was six. That was last winter. Petunia looked at the flowers that bloomed as if something magical had happened. The place was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was a witch; she was an outcast from the human World. She had met a boy there. James Potter. He was a wizard. Lily noticed the talk in London, England about the castle in Scotland, where, for seven years, students learned about herbs, magic, and battled creatures in the Forbidden Forest. And there was the six hundred year old Whomping Willow that was on the edge of it, which swayed its branches if it was threatened. Lily knew she didn't want to be talking to her sister since she was a Muggle, (or non-magic believing folk); Lily talked to James about her family. James, who was a Seeker, was a Quidditch player for Gryffindor house from nineteen sixty-nine to nineteen seventy-six. Lily was sure that their relationship would strengthen their family. Sadly, it was now nineteen eighty, and the immense gulf between the human World, and the magical World, was huge.
That was when Lily was pregnant with a son called Harry Potter.
And the beginning of the story had had started.
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