Always...

Chapter 2

Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling (not me, but I wish...) and it is absolutely awesome. If I do not get all the facts correct it is meant to be that way.

The next morning began almost the same way for Lily. However this morning as Lily passed the letter box something whooshed through it and knocked the side of her leg. As she stifled a scream she noticed that the something was in fact a letter. Not just any letter, it was addressed to her.

"But there is no post on Sundays!" Lily thought completely baffled. She then bent down and collected the letter then walked on to the kitchen to open the letter and eat some toast.

The envelope was old and had loopy writing on it:

Miss Lily Evans

The door mat

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Lily heard a loud crash come from outside and whipped round. She then jumped off her stool and grabbed the keys off the dresser to open the door to see what had happened. When she got outside she heard the birds singing and the sun was warm on her face. Lily noticed nothing unusual until a raven haired boy with brown eyes stuck his head out from round a bush. Then began to blush as he realised that he had been caught. He then came out of the bush looking extremely embarrassed, stuck out his hand and said "I'm Severus but you can call me Sev."

I shook his hand and said "I'm Lily, anyway why are you in my garden? and what was that sound? where do you come from? how did you get here?"

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Severus' POV:

"I'm Lily, anyway why are you in my garden? and what was that sound? where do you come from? how did you get here?" The pretty girl said not pausing for a breath.

If I told her why I was here she would not believe me, say I was a creep and never speak to me again. I did not want that, as I had often watched her from my tree house and knew she was the same as me. I also have grown really fond of her. So I decided to show her some magic. I picked up a yellow dandelion off the floor and held it out in the palm of my hand, it held itself up and seeded then I blew the now dandelion clock and the fairy like seeds flew away on a westerly breeze.

"Wow!" Lily gasped "I can do that too. Watch:"

Lily picked a dying daisy up in her hand and it slowly came back to life and stood in the palm of her hand with it's petal's spread.

I smiled at her and looked into her bright green eyes they were happy and exited.