maraurders : storms ahead

lily evans of cokeworth england

So yay, this chapter is the first of a long and beautiful book... Yes, this does has Lily as the first part, but only because I thought it'd be easier to start with her first though. So......just read!

Lily and Severus had sat, cross-legged, facing each other on the ground. They were surrounded by thickets of trees and cool green grass. Lily was sporting a floral dress, with her hair running down the dress like a waterfall. Severus was an odd smock, instead of a usual coat. Take notice that it was early July.

"The Ministry can punish you if you do magic outside school, you get letters."

Lily looked scared. "But I have done magic outside school!"

"We're all right. We haven't got wands yet. They let you off when you're a kid and you can't help it. But once you're eleven," he nodded importantly, "and they start training you, then you've got to go careful."

There was a little silence. Lily had picked up a fallen twig and twirled it in the air, imagining sparks. Then she dropped the twig, leaned in toward Severus, and said, "It is real, isn't it? It's not a joke? Petunia says you're lying to me. Petunia says there isn't a Hogwarts. It is real, isn't it?"

"It's real for us," said Severus. "Not for her, but we'll get the letter, you and me."

"Really?" Whispered Lily. She was so hoping for it all to be real, and that Petunia was lying.

"Definitely," said Snape.

"And will it really come by owl?" Lily whispered.

"Normally, but you're Muggle-born, so someone from the school will have to come and explain to your parents."

"Does it make a difference, being Muggle-born?"

Severus hesitated. His black eyes eager in the greenish gloom, moved over the pale face, the dark red hair. "No" he said. "It doesn't make a difference."

"Good," said Lily, relaxing. It was clear she had been worrying.

"You've got loads of magic," Severus said, "I saw that. All the time I was watching you..." His voice trailed away; she was not listening, but had stretched out on the leafy ground and was looking up at the canopy of leaves overhead. He watched her as greedily as he watched her in the playground. Lily decided to ask a question.

"How are things at your house?" A little crease appeared between Severus' eyes.

"Fine."

"They're not arguing anymore?"

"Ohyes, they're arguing," He picked up a fistful of leaves and began tearing them apart, apparently unaware of what he was doing. Then a rustling noise was made behind the tree; Petunia was hiding behind a tree, and had lost her footing. Lily turned and smiled at her sister.