The Muggleborn Witch

Chapter 2: The Pub

It had been a week since the strange man had showed up to the Evans household. Every night once Mr. and Mrs. Evans thought Lily and Petunia were asleep, they would talk in rushed whispers. What were they supposed to do? The idea of magic and witches and wizards seemed ridiculous enough as it was, but the fact that their daughter was a witch was overwhelming.
Every night, Lily would sit on the floor in her and Petunia's room with her ear pressed to the door listening as her parents voices became more and more excited with every sentence. Petunia, on the other hand, would lie in her bed staring up at the ceiling. She knew it was wrong, but she was jealous of her sister. They had done everything together, and this was changing everything.
It was a sunny day in London as the family wandered the busy streets. Eventually they came to a smaller street lined with all kinds of shops. Lily stopped abruptly halfway down the sidewalk and looked at the piece of parchment in her hand. She had memorized it, but she liked the look and feel of it.
"It should be around here somewhere..." she muttered looking around. Her eyes stopped on a little shop with an old sign of a cauldron creaking in the wind. Her eyebrows furrowed as they did whenever she was thinking about something. She glanced down at the parchment again before standing up straighter and walking towards the pub. "It's this way."
Her parents looked at each other shrugging. The place didn't look like anything that could lead to a world filled with wizards like the old man. Petunia quietly followed the rest of her family. As selfish as she knew it was, she was hoping that this was all fake. She didn't want Lily to go do al of this without her. She didn't want to lose her sister.
So enough they were at the door to the pub. For a minute no one moved or did anything. Lily raised a shaking hand and clutched the door handle. She took a deep breath and turned it quickly, the door easing open. She looked back at her parents and they looked at her smiling, her father giving her a slight nod. Lily forced herself to move her eyes over to the rest of the pub. Her eyes immediately lit up, her green eyes seem to grow as she takes in a sight that would be perfectly normal if it weren't for the people.
All around, people are sitting, talking, drinking drinks with names written in chalk on boards that Lily had never even heard of. The drinks seemed to be stirring themselves and everything had a magical look to it. All of a sudden, a short little man came up to them and stood right in front of Lily.
"Are you lost?" he asked looking at them curiously.
Lily quickly shook her head and reached into her pocket for the parchment. "No, see, I got this letter here from Hogwarts..." she paused holding it out to the man.
He looked at it for a second before looking up at her smiling. "Of course madam, right this way please," he grinned at her and hustled towards the back of the pub.
Lily and her parents quickly followed with Petunia slowly walking behind them. She didn't care about any of this and she wouldn't do anything to make anyone think she did.
Suddenly the man came to a brick wall and stopped abruptly, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a long stick. He turned back and winked at Lily before tapping some bricks on the wall.
For a few seconds, nothing happened. Lily looked back at her parents. They looked at her with as much confusion in their faces as in hers.
But then the bricks started to move. They turned and stacked on each other, creating an opening into an entirely different world.