Potter 1 - Potter

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Potter

*Guess who just spent all morning editing this chapter?

(Hint: It was me)

(ALSO, a brief disclaimer- Pretty much all chapters one through twenty-five areunedited, and I beg of you to have mercy on my past self for mistakes made in continuity or grammar. I'm trying to my best to go back and edit when I can!)

Chapter 1

I flopped down onto my bed with my book, 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix'. I was re-reading the story, after finishing the series a month ago. It had been one of my favorites, and after having just finished the previous book I was now able to open it up once more and dive right in. I was flipping through the pages, trying to find where I had placed my bookmark when I noticed the flap of thick yellow paper that was caught under the jacket of the book.

Sliding it out, I studied it meticulously, frowning. Rarely did I ever get mail, and even more rarely from a book. I sat up, glancing over my shoulder towards the empty doorway.

"Caiden! What's this is in my book?" My voice echoed down the halls, and a few seconds later the sound of my little brother reached me, his bare feet padding softly on the hardwood floor as he walked into my room. Caiden was the usual seven year old, with a missing tooth and a love for all things having to do with technology. He also, after receiving a prank book from a friend for his birthday, had taken a liking to pranking me at every corner.

As he came to sit at the foot on my bed, I held the package up for him to study. He frowned, eyes narrowing as he looked at it before he shook his head.

"Never seen it before. Can I go now?" He asked, obviously eager to get back to whatever tv show he had been watching previously. I shook my head, pressing the envelope closer to him.

"Seriously, Caiden. Do you know what this is?" I pushed, but Caiden shook his head, his lips pulling themselves into a small pout.

"I told you I didn't! What is it, anyways?" He asked, scooting closer to me on the bed. I flipped it over, glancing at the black ink that shimmered slightly inthe light.

"Ms. Lily Potter and Mr. Caiden Likion-Potter." I read, keeping my voice soft but loud enough so Caiden could hear me. Caiden perked up slightly, looking pleased.



"They called my Mr!" He said happily, and with a soft laugh I nodded, giving him a small poke in his ribs and smiling when he giggled.

"Doesn't matter. You still sound like a Miss to me." I teased, rolling my eyes as the pout returned, his little arms crossed over his chest.

"That's mean!" Caiden complained, and tipping my head to the side I smiled, lifting a hand to ruffle his sandy-blonde hair good naturedly.

"Alright, little man. If you say so." I said, giving him one last smile before I turned my attention back to the envelope. I opened it slowly, trying not to tear too much of it. Inside was a piece of white paper, small enough that it fit in the envelope without being folded. The handwriting was a loopy cursive, but large enough that it wasn't a pain to try and read.

'To Lily Potter,

Do well, for we depend on you.

A.P.W.B.D.'

"What's it say?" Caiden asked curiously, glancing at it over my shoulder. I read it to him quickly, my frown only deepening as I went over the words again. Theinitials were familiar, but not something I could place. Sighing, I slid the letter back into the envelope. Perhaps my parents would have answers.

"Where'd mom and dad go?" I asked, glancing at my younger brother over my shoulder. Caiden thought for a moment, tapping his chin lightly with his index fingercomically before he answered.

"They left to go take Lucy on a walk. Why?"

"I want to talk to them- See if they put this here, or something." I mumbled, sighing as I placed the envelope back into the book, using as a bookmark. At least that way, I wouldn't forget I had put it there.

"I don't know if t-" My words were cut short, though, when the house seemed to groan, the floorboards creaking as it started to tremble. Earthquakes weren't common, where I lived, but they did happen. And that is what I suspected was happen

ing now.

"Lily! What's going on?" Caiden's voice was panicked, his fingers grabbing ontothe cloth of my shirt as I tried to pull away to stand up, jumping when the glass of water I had gotten slid of the bedside table, shattering when it hit the floor. Turning around I picked Caiden up, hurrying over to the doorway and setting him down there. Â Doorways were supposed to earthquake-proof, right? I could feel the floor shifting beneath my feet, an uneasy feeling swelling inside me.



"Stay there, alright Caiden? Do not move." My voice sounded a lot a meaner thanI had meant it, but if it meant he would stay put then I didn't care. A hypocrite I may be, but I ducked out from under the doorway, going to the one across the hall. My path was blocked though when the shelves collapsed, spilling books and pictures onto the ground, glass shattering.

I swore, diverting my course into the bathroom and slid into the bath, crouching low. It was still wet from the shower I had taken previously, the water soaking through my shorts, but however uncomfortable it was it was safer than standingout in the hallway. Closing my eyes, I willed this to stop. I wanted it to stop.

But it kept rumbling, and it wasn't till minutes later that everything seemed to settle, though the smell of dust clouded the air, along with dirt from one of the flower vases that had dropped. I let out a sigh of relief, carefully moving up from my crouch when my brother's voice echoed down the hall.

"Lily! Lily! Lily where are you!?" My brother's voiced was panicked, but otherwise he seemed unharmed. Sighing in relief, I stepped out of the tub, carefully not to step on pieces of glass as I made my way down the hall.

"Caiden! I'm over here!" I yelled back, turning the corner to see him. He was still standing in the doorway, his glasses askew on his face as he blinked up at me, looking dazed.

"What was that?"

"Earthquake, I think." I said, stepping over a shelf before I reached him. Heaving him into my arms, I managed to slide some tennis shoes on before I maneuvered us both out of the main destruction zone, only setting him down in the living room once I had seen the floor was glass-free. The tv was ruined though. The cabi

net that had held all our movies had tipped over, landing on- and crushing- thetelevision. Caiden stared at it with an open mouth.

"We can always get a new one." I said before he could start crying about it. Heshut his mouth, giving a small nod though his lips seemed to be trembling slightly. Shuffling over to the window, I pushed aside a couple of pictures that had fallen before I managed to pull back the blinds. What was outside though, was something I had not seen before. It was an odd thing, looking out my window and seeing what was obviously not my neighborhood. Streetlamps were stamped down the sidewalk, and Mrs. Thatcher's house from across the street, with its red poppies spattered in the ground next to her windowsill, had changed into a small brown house with an old fence bordering the corners of the lawn.

I stepped away, letting the blinds slide back into place. Turning around I saw my brother, now curled up on the couch and crying silently. He glanced up at me with doleful eyes, saying mournfully, "I want mom and dad." I wanted them too. But something was horribly, horribly wrong here and now was not the time to cry.

"Caiden, come on, we can do this. It's okay, I'll just call them." The attempt at positivity was ruined however when I pulled out my cellphone. It was dripping



wet with tub water, and I let out a small groan of frustration as it refused tolight up.

"Damnit! Okay, never mind. Maybe the home phone is okay." I muttered. I felt like crying myself, but I not dare do so with Caiden next to me. I was about to suggest something else- When I realized there was nothing to suggest. I closed my mouth silently, mind running at a mile a minute when I heard the front door swing open, followed by a soft, "Hello?"

Both Caiden and I froze, staring at each other in surprise. I moved first, grabbing a piece of wood that had splintered off from one of the shelves, meanwhile ushering Caiden to hide behind the couch. He did so without protest, watching mewith wide eyes.

Stepping carefully away, I pushed the door open as quietly as possible, peekinginto the hallway. Two people stood there, both clad in some of the oddest clothes I had seen.

The one that caught my eye was the young woman, her vibrant pink hair cut short. Her clothes were actually fairly normal, if it wasn't for the long robe she was

wearing. Beside her was a man, and he, I decided, was definitely the more intimidating of the two. His back was turned to me, but I could easily tell he was agood foot or so taller. He stood stiffly, muttering something to the woman I couldn't quite make out. I had stepped back, planning to make it back to Caiden and leave through the window- Whether we recognized the neighborhood or not, I felt it would be safer than in here with strangers. I hadn't gotten the chance to turn around when I felt a hand on my shoulder, too big to be my brother's. Hell, my brother couldn't even reach my shoulder!

I swung around, brandishing the spare piece of wood in front of me as I jumped back. The man behind me had light brown hair, speckled with gray and a kind facethat I decided to ignore. He held a piece of wood in his hand, too, but it was n

o match for mine.

The man raised his hands in a surrendering gesture, but I had already been found, the door swinging open behind me and a hand grabbing me by my neck, lifting me up.

"Well, who do we have here?" The man- the scary one- asked. I made a small sound of protest, swinging my elbow back. Apparently I hit him in the face, because he let out a sound of pain and dropped me. I reached for my piece of wood, grabbing it before I backed myself into a corner, staring at the trio with wide eyes.They stared back at me with surprised expression, as if they were more surprised

to see me than I them.

"Who are you?" The girl asked. Her voice was kind enough, but I had seen enoughhorror movies to know you never trust the ones that sound kind. Ever.

"Why should I tell you?" I asked, trying to keep my voice from shaking. The taller man- He had an eyepatch as well, which really only helped the scary appearance- rolled his eye at me, while the one that had caught me first spoke up.



"We can help you, but you need to tell us who you are." His voice was calm, filled with what sounded like genuine concern. It unnerved me, but gut feeling saidI could trust them. But gut feeling also said that Joe Murdock would be a good date to homecoming, and that ended horribly.

But this time, I once again decided to go with gut feeling, though I kept my piece of wood tightly in my hands, unwilling to let go my one ability at defended myself.

"My name's Lily- Lily Potter." I said warily, wondering if I should be telling them this. Should I have included my last name? Maybe not. It was too late now, though. The scarred-man looked at me suspiciously

"You said your last name was Potter?" The woman asked, and I resisted the urge to give the infamous teenage-girl reply of 'Duh.'

"Yes, why?"

"Oh, just wondering. What do you think, Remus?" The girl asked, and I blinked. Remus? Who names their kid Remus? I mean, there was the occasional massive HarryPotter fan who named their kids after the characters, but uh.. He looked a little too old for that.

"She's not lying." The man with brown-grayish hair responded, and I closed my eyes, thinking. Ok, so I was with a Remus, a girl with short and spiky pink hair,and a scarred up man that possibly had a fake leg. I had my head screwed prettytightly on my shoulders, so I knew this meant one of two things: 1, I was dreaming, or 2, I was on a very poor episode of some television show. that likes to harass people. Probably something from MTV.

I was about to respond, to tell the man- 'Remus'- That of course I wasn't lying. Who would lie about their name? But before I could answer, someone else caughtmy attention.

"Lily? What's going on?" A small voice asked, and I groaned quietly. Great.

"Caiden. Don't move." I ordered, watching as the man with brown-grayish hair made to move towards the living room, and where my brother was. I pointed the piece of wood at him, probably feeling more intimidating than I looked.

"You hurt my brother, I kick your ass." I informed him, and the man nodded, going back to his comrades slowly. I looked at them suspiciously, not quite knowingwhat to do.

"Look, we're not here to hurt you. My name's Tonks, we're here to help." The woman said, and I could feel my face pale. You have got to be kidding me.



"Nymphadora. You're Nymphadora Tonks..." I trailed off without thinking, studying the woman who I knew only to be fiction. But this piece of fiction paled, looking startled.

"How do you know that?"

Crap.

"Lucky guess? Bye!" I ran for it, grabbing my brother as I ran past,pulling himthrough the hallway and locking the door behind us once we came into my room. Caiden looked at me, then back towards where the three people had been.

"Who were they?" Caiden asked, glancing over towards the door as I sat him down. It took me a moment to catch my breath, but eventually I shook my head.

"It doesn't matter- Help me open this window." I muttered, pulling myself up tosit on my desk, while Caiden stood next to me. The window hadn't been opened inyears, due to the rust. No matter how hard we tried it wouldn't budge, and the o

nly other way out was the door.

"Great- Just fantastic. Now what?" I asked, glancing over at Caiden for help when the whispers behind the door caught my attention.

"You probably scared her!" The woman's voice accused, sounding rather angry. Itwas easy enough to imagine who she was talking to, and sure enough he replied.

"It could do her some good." The man with the eyepatch's voice responded. Jerk.I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, instead trying to find something I could th

row if they managed to get in. Grabbing a lamp, I watched the door while Caidenfumbled with the window, still trying to open it.

"Alohamora." A voice hissed, and I watched in amazement as the door unlocked, and the three adults walked in.

"Oh great, now she has a lamp!" The guy with the eyepatch grumbled. I grimaced,positioning myself so I was in front of my brother. I was beyond confused, morethan a little scared, and definitely ready to hurt someone. Before I could throw the lamp though, the nicer one- 'Remus'- spoke up.

"Look, we're not going to hurt you!" He spoke quietly, watching us with concern. When he saw Caiden his frown deepened slightly. I could feel Caiden as he moved to stand behind me, peeking over from behind my back.

"Yes, and I would listen to you why?" I inquired, and 'Remus' turned to the girl with pink hair.



"Maybe they are muggles. I wouldn't think the Death Eaters would start attacking them so soon, but.."

"Muggles! Oh for the love of God!" I cried, frustrated. The wizard world wasn'treal, this is all a dream, please be a dream..... I looked around the room and sighed. It's not a dream. Dreams- at least ones like this- Wouldn't be as unpleasant. The trio stared at us appraisingly, looking a combination of surprised andannoyed.

"Now why are you here?" I asked, swallowing heavily.

"Your house was attacked by Death Eaters- However, the Ministry said there weren't any survivors. So how are you here, missy?" The man with the eyepatch asked,and I realized I was looking into the scarred face of Alastor Moody. His fake blue eye whizzed around, while his real one stayed on my face. I hadn't noticed the eye before, and now I realized I wished I hadn't. It was slightly sickening, the way it moved so quickly, rolling around.

"I don't know. I thought it was an earthquake."

"Earthquake? How on earth did you think that was an earth quake? Do you know nothing??" Moody scoffed, and I frowned at him. Fine. Mock my intelligence. My liking towards him lessened considerably. Finally I decided to bite the bullet, grimacing as I spoke.

"What year is it?" I

"1995- December 21st, to be exact." Remus answered me, and I sighed, giving a weak nod. So where had we passed in the book? The snake attack has happened, and everyone should be at Grimmauld Place... It was all fresh in my memory, and for t

hat I was most grateful.

"Oh. You mean it's not 2011?" My brother asked from behind me, and I had to resist the urge to hit him with something. I loved, him, but... come on. Sometimes.

"Yes, Caiden! It's not 2011. Obviously, I mean, that's in the future, don't be silly." I tried to laugh it off, crossing my arms and watching the three wizardsskeptically, before something popped into my head- Something Moody had said, something that would mean very, very bad news for Caiden & I.

"You said no survivors?"

"Yeah- A man and a woman were found just outside." Moody said, watching me carefully. I could feel the dread building in my stomach as I managed a small nod, moving to push past the trio and towards the front door, throwing it open.

"Those were my parents." I gaped, staring outside. Two bodies were lying out onthe pavement of our driveway. My mother's light hair was spread around her head



like a halo, her hands clasped together neatly. My father, on the other hand, was in much more dissaray. I saw blood. But before I could see much else I felt ahand on my shoulder, guiding me away from the door. Tonks's, I think, but I didn't know. Shrugging it off, I walked back into the room to see my brother in thearms of Remus, sobbing loudly. He already had to go through this once. It wasn't fair I wasn't sure what to say, watching as Remus- a fictional character, nonetheless- comfort my brother. He had pulled my brother onto his lap, rubbing his back soothingly. I kneeled down next to both of them, but only speaking to Caiden.

"Hey, we're gonna be ok. You have me now, I'll take care of you, come here." I whispered, pulling him into my arms and away from Remus, who smiled apologetically. I settled Caiden onto the side of my hips, letting him loop his arms around his neck. Remus had come to stand next to us, watching with concern.

"I'm so sorry about your parents." He said, and I nodded mutely, while Caiden wrapped his arms around me, his small body shaking. Tonks walked up a second later, looking grim.

"I'm sorry about your parents, but if it makes you feel better, we can offer you a place to stay for the time being." She offered, and I thought for a moment be

fore agreeing. I know that leaving your house with fictional characters probably isn't the smart thing to do, but this was a rare situation. We had nowhere else to go.

"I just need a few days to get things settled... do you think fifteen is too young an age to go to work? I hope not. As for Caiden..." I sighed, holding him closer. What would I do with Caiden?

"We can get everything settled. Why not we get going? The ministry people will be here soon, and I don't think they'll let you off easily." Tonks smiled sadly as we walked outside. She and Moody, I assumed, had taken the moment I was with C

aiden to move our parent's bodies somewhere where we couldn't see them. I wasn't sure whether I was grateful that Caiden had been spared that sight, or angry that they had disrupted by parent's bodies by moving them.

When a soft jingle came from the yard, I wasn't sure what to think. But as it got louder I couldn't help but smile through my tears as red fur bolted towards me, nearly taking me down as she jumped up.

"Lucy!" I let out a choked laugh, pushing her down to keep myself from falling over. "You're alive!"

Tonks, hearing the noise, came over, glancing at surprise with the dog before she smiled, reaching down and scratching behind her ears kindly.

"Cute dog." She said, while Lucy turned her attention from to Tonks. She barkedat Tonks's wand before her tail started wagging again, and she accepted Tonks easily, just happy another person was showing her affection.



"Will she be able to come with us?" I asked quietly, glancing over at Tonks with concern. After losing.. After losing my parents, I don't think I could take much else.

"I think that'll be ok. Come on, girl!" Tonks said encouragingly, and Lucy followed after her happily, her tail held high in the air and wagging. Tonks grinned, glancing over her shoulder.

"Hey, Mad-Eye, we have one more passenger." She called, and Moody, after turning the corner, stared at the dog in disbelief.

"A dog, Nymphadora? A dog?" He asked, watching as Lucy trotted over to him, staring up at the older man with wide brown eyes that near impossible to resist. Moody stared at her for a few moments, looking back over at Caiden and I before hesighed.

"Fine. Get in." Moody grumbled, opening a large trunk. With a few encouraging words, Lucy jumped into the trunk and lied down, panting contentedly.

"Well, all ready?" Moody asked, and I nodded, glancing back at the house with asmall frown.Our stuff was still in it, yes, but most of it I'm sure had been tipped over or destroyed. I had managed to grab a jacket for both Caiden and I before we left, though, the objects swung over my shoulder. I had intended to leavethe rest behind, but to my surprise Tonks appeared with two suitcases, fitting them into the trunk next to Lucy.

"We're ready." I replied after a moment, and Moody handed me a broom. I frownedat the gesture, raising an eyebrow.

"I- I don't know how to fly." I stuttered, trying to hand it back to him, but Mo

ody just shrugged.

"Well, we'll find out if your a witch or not. Your brother will be riding with Lupin." Moody grumbled, and with that I did set Caiden down, allowing him to runover to Remus who smiled kindly. Turning my attention back to the broom, I studied it carefully. It was nothing like a regular broom. Instead of a plastic yellow handle, this was all made of fine wood of a rick dark brown colour, while thehandle had a small curve in it. The broom part curved together at the end like a paintbrush.

"Ok. Cool. I got this." My pep-talk had little enthusiasm, but it was all I coul

d manage now as I set the broom down. Tonks was standing next to me, her broom in her hands while Remus was in the front with my brother holding on to his back. Before they took off, I took my brother's hand into my own, watching him with a small smile.

"Do not let go of Mr. Lupin, or you'll get hurt. Be safe." I sighed quietly, and Lupin smiled reassuringly, giving a small nod.



"He can't fall off, he has a spell on him. He's safer then I am."

"Thanks." I smiled gratefully, giving a small nod of thanks before walking overto the broom I would beusing. Pulling my hair into a pony tail, I brushed any extra strands of hair out my face and took a deep breath, holding my hand out over the broom.

"Up." I commanded, and the broom flew off of the ground and into my hand, almost painfully hitting my fingers. I felt my mouth drop open in surprise. That was unexpected.

"Well, that's cleared. Your a witch." Moody said with an air of finality beforehe turned his back to me, taking off on his own broom and flying into the sky. I watched as Tonks did the same, and carefully, I copied her actions. Leaning forward, I found myself grinning madly as the broom took off into the air, wind brushing across my face. The sun was setting, so the sky was a bright purple, quickly fading into a dark blue.

"So, how do you feel?" Tonks yelled from my right, and I gave a small smile.

"Amazing!" I called back as a wave of wind passed through my bare legs. It was December now, and here I was in shorts. Not the best mix, but it was all I had. I was truly enjoying it, though I had feeling that even if I wanted to I wouldn't be able to pry my fingers off the handle. Heights had never been my forte, though this was incredible. Remus appeared next to me, while Caiden was moving uncontrollably behind him, squirming and moving around to get a better look at everything. When he saw me he smiled, his small voice barely hearable over the wind.

"Lily! Lily I'm flying!" Caiden yelled, and I laughed at the excitement on his face.

"Good job Caiden." I smiled softly before slowing down, letting myself fall back to be next to Tonks again. Landing, I reckoned, would be the hardest part. Butas we did so it wasn't quite as difficult as I had thought. I did land a littler harder than I thought I would though, wincing as I stubbed my toe against the pavement. As I set both my feet on the ground, I tried not to mind how bad my legs were shaking as Caiden ran up to me, locking his hands around my waist in a tight hug.

"That was awesome! Can we do it again!" He laughed, and I picked him up again, swinging him onto my hip. I was thrilled to see him smiling so much, temporarilydistracted from the loss of our parents.

"I don't know. Maybe." I smiled weakly, trying to fully comprehend that the possibility of flying again was open to me. I was a witch. O, god. I was a witch! Just like Tonks, and in the books, I was a witch! The idea sent wonder and fear through me, and I barely noticed I put Caiden down, only snapping out of my daze to watch him leave to go help Moody take care of Lucy, who apparently thought the broom was a giant stick to be chewed on.



"Let's get inside." Tonk said, looking at me amusedly as a shiver ran through my spine, and I nodded. Tonks walked up to a solid wall and knocked on it twice before stepping back, her hands resting loosely on her hips. To my surprise, nothing happened. Right away, that is. After a minute steps appeared, and those steps lead to a large black door. It would've seemed foreboding, had I not known where I was. But the number 12 painted on the door was a dead giveaway.

"Here we are. Come on in, and oh, and please try to be quiet. I'll explain later." Tonks whispered with a small smile as we entered the house. It smelt, to my surprise, of cranberries and pine. Like Christmas. It instantly jolted me out ofwhatever longing I had for warmth and summer a few seconds ago. I looked aroundthe hallway with awe as the door shut behind me. It was everything I expected it to be, and more.

There was a coat stand, and wooden floors covered by a large green carpet. There was a pair of large curtains covering a small part of the wall, and I figured that was where Walburga Black's portrait kept residence.

"God rest ye' merry hippogriff!" A voice sang from the top of the stairs, and aman appeared from behind the bannister. He was waving a wand around, Christmas decorations appearing down the bannister. He stopped though when he saw me, howev

er.

"Uh, hullo." I greeted, and the man turned to look at Tonks and Remus questioningly, gray eyes filled with curiosity. Remus spoke up, first.

"Um, Sirius- She's one of the survivors on the Death Eater's attack in the muggle neighborhood. They need a place to stay, so we thought perhaps..." Remus trailed off, and Sirius nodded. I had to keep my mouth from falling open. This was Sirius. He frowned, giving a small nod.

"I thought there weren't any survivors."

"We thought that too, until Lily here showed up and demanded to know why we were in her house." Tonks grinned, looking at me slyly as I felt my cheeks heat up.How I must've looked.

"Why isn't she with her parents?" He asked quietly. It was obviously meant to not be heard by me, but sound traveled easily down the staircase. I bent my head,closing my eyes tightly in an attempt to fight back tears that threatened to spill. I succeeded at keeping them at bay, though I could tell my eyes did look very watery.

"They were killed in the attack..." Tonks answered quietly. I looked up as she answered, watching as something in Sirius's face softened. He gave a sharp nod, stepping down the stairs.

"Very well. Lily, you are welcome to stay here as long as you need. But you said 'survivors', as in plural?" He asked curiously, and I heard a loud laugh come from outside, before there was bump, like someone had hit glass. Turning around,



we all watched as Caiden stood up from where he had been knocked down, rubbing his forehead tenderly.

"I can't get in!" He complained, and I groaned, walking through the door and picking him up myself.

"You ok?" I asked, rubbing the spot where he had banged his head. He gave a small nod, frowning but otherwise looking fine.

"I'm ok." Caiden answered, before looking at the door confusedly. "But I can't get in."

"That means that he's not a wizard, I guess." Tonks murmured and I frowned, butnodded. Caiden was adopted- we didn't have the same parents whatsoever, making it entirely likely. But it was hard to hear.

"Oh, Caiden, what are we going to do with you?" I asked with a soft sigh, but Caiden only smiled.

"You could....give me an xbox?" He suggested, and I laughed, shaking my head slowly.

"I don't think they have those yet." I turned to Sirius. "Is there anyway for him to get inside?"

"Muggles can't get in unless they're accompanied by a wizard." He shrugged, looking apologetic. I nodded, placing Caiden on my hip before stepping through the doorway. While I stepped through the door with ease, Caiden seemed to experiencesomething, because he shuddered when we passed through the door frame. But he go

t through nonetheless, smiling slightly and resting his head on my shoulder. I let out a small sigh of relief.

"Well, that solves that." I smiled softly, before glancing over at Sirius. "Do you have a problem with dogs?"

"None at all, why?"

I grimaced as I heard a loud bark from outside, and a second later Lucy boundedin, her tail wagging excitedly. Sirius looked surprised, but pleased at the same

time. I grinned.

"That's why." I finished, and Sirius bent down to pet Lucy, who had run straight to him.

"Cute dog. She'll be staying with you?" He asked, glancing up at me, and I nodded.



"If that's ok, because if it isn't..." I trailed off, not quite sure what I would do if it wasn't. But before I could dwell much on it, Sirius responded.

"She'll be fine here. I just hope she won't upset Buckbeak. I'm Sirius Black." He introduced himself as he stood up once more, and I nodded, shaking his hand.

"Lily." I smiled, and Caiden looked at us both, smiling. Sirius turned to him.

"And you are?" He asked, and Caiden held out his hand, grinning toothily when Sirius shook his as well.

"I"m Caiden Potter." He said in a very rehearsed voice, something I know he hadpracticed with mom and dad time and time again. Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"Potter? So you're.." Sirius trailed off, looking at me, and I smiled apologetically, trying not to feel too guilty about sharing a name with his best friend'swife.

"I'm Lily Potter, yes."

Sirius smiled weakly, giving a small nod. "Very well. Lily, welcome to Grimmauld Place. How old are you?"

"I'm fifteen." I answered, and Sirius nodded happily, any grimness gone from his expression as he smiled.

"Good to know. We have a few other teenagers here, and I'm sure they'll be glad

to show you around. I would myself, but I have some decorating to do." Sirius smiled before walking down the hallway with Tonks and Remus, while Moody walked into the kitchen and blurted, "CONSTANT VIGILANCE!"

"Well, glad that's settled. This is so weir- Wait. Caiden, where did Lucy go?" I asked as I set him down. My question was answered when there was a loud yell from upstairs, leaving me stairs.

"DOG!"

"Oh, hell! Lucy! LUCY! Get your furry butt down here, right now young lady!" I yelled up the stairs, and a second later a flash of red appeared, jumping up on me.

"Good girl." I grunted as I was pushed to the floor, my dog standing happily ontop of me. The sounds of running came from upstairs, nearing closer.

"Sirius! There's a dog in the house!" A boy's voice called, and I pushed Lucy of



f of me, grimacing.

"Get off of me, you over grown lap-dog! Behave yourself." I grinned as Lucy rolled over on her side, finally allowing me to get up. I stood, brushing myself off as a heard of teenagers appeared. Before I could get any words out the one in front had me pinned against the wall, his wand at my throat.

"Who are you and how did you get here?" He demanded, and I blinked as I looked into his green eyes, ones to match my own. He had messy black hair, and his glasses were askew on his face. But I couldn't miss the lightening bolt scar. I decided not to mention it. I was about to speak when something tugged on the boys pant leg, and he looked down to see Caiden glaring up at him.

"Don't hurt my sister!" He said protectively, and Harry looked down at him disbelievingly. He loosened his grip, and I stepped away and snatched up my brother,keeping him in my arms. Lucy was standing in front of us protectively, eyeing the wands mistrustfully as the rest of the ground bounded downstairs. Two people flanked Harry's sides allowing me to identify them fairly easily.

"Who are you?" A girl with bushy brown hair asked, and I smiled weakly. God. And

this wasn't a dream?

"I'm Lily, this is Caiden. We're survivors of a Death Eater attack, and Tonks, Remus and Mad-Eye brought us here." I sighed, not wanting to launch into the whole story just yet. The group put their wands down, and I sighed, relieved. It was genuinely unnerving, having them directed at you. A girl with vibrant red hairin the back of the group walked forward, her brown eyes curious but kind.

"I'm Ginny Weasley." She introduced herself, holding out her hand. I shook it, giving a small smile.

"Nice to meet you." I said softly, as I went through introductions. Finally Harry walked up to me, holding his hand out with an almost sheepish grin.

"Harry Potter." He said, and I grinned, giving a small nod.

"Lily." I smiled, shaking it before turning to Lucy, who had finally calmed down. I kept refraining from using my last name, because I'm pretty sure Potter wasn't a common name here- At least in the wizarding world.

"Sorry about the sneak attack earlier, she just really likes people. This is Lucy." I smiled, gesturing towards the dog. Lucy wagged her tail from where she was laying down. Her red fur was ruffled, and her face was pulled into a happy doggrin as she glanced up at the group of teens. Caiden squirmed slightly in my arms, turning his head to look at me.

"I wanna pet Lucy!" Caiden decided, and I set him down so he could walk over tothe dog, sitting down next to her and running his fingers through her fur happily. Harry gave a small smile, turning towards me with a curious expression.



"So where's your wand? I would've though you'd have it out- since I attacked you like that. Sorry, by the way." He added, looking sheepish. I shook my head.

"It's fine. And I don't have one yet, actually. I just found out I'm a witch today, after everything that's happened. Caiden's a muggle though." I said, shrugging helplessly and watching as my brother started conversing with the Weasley twins. Ginny and Hermione were petting Lucy, while Ron was standing behind Harry, listening in on our conversation with mild interest.

"Your brother's a muggle?" Ron asked, and I nodded slowly.

"He was adopted. And my parents were both muggles..." I trailed off, giving a small shrug. Harry nodded, smiling at me kindly.

"Hermione's a muggleborn too, so if you need any help adjusting, she's the one to go to." He informed me kindly, and I nodded, knowing I wouldn't need to. At least, not now. For now, I just wanted to wind down, to take a moment. I was standing in number 12, Grimmauld place. I was talking to wizards, and witches and eve

rything that I was positive was strictly fictional. I smiled gratefully back atHarry.

"Thanks."

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I'll admit, the beginning is fairy unrealisitc but then again this is a Harry Potter fanfiction. If it was realisitc it wouldn't be so much fun, yes?

Anyways, I hope you like it. Through the next couple months I'llbe going through a couple of the older chapters and rewriting/editing them.

The main plotline will not be changing though, because that would just be a hell of a lot of work and a massive pain.

So I hope you like this. :)

Luv ya,

Lilly

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