Wands and Wishes

Dear Ms. Evans

Dear Ms. Evans,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Iris Evans stared down at the parchment she held in her small hands. It was if all her dreams were coming true and the little eleven year old just couldn't wrap her head around it. The shock had yet to completely dissipate when she felt the paper torn from her grasp. Sapphire eyes snapped up to look at her eldest sister and watched as her features contorted into something akin to disgust.

"So," Petunia huffed, shoving the letter into the chest of her youngest sister, "they want you too."

"Tuni maybe-"

"You and Lily are nothing but a bunch of freaks!" The older girl hissed bitterly with her nose turned up.

"Petunia!"

This time her innocent gaze fell on Lily, standing at the top of the staircase and looking down at her sisters with a displeased look. The older girl walked hurriedly down the stairs and placed a comforting hand on her little sister's shoulder, giving the girl a gentle smile but fixing their older sister with a stern look.

"You know you shouldn't say such mean things." Lily scolded.

"It's not my fault that the lot of you are freaks and that school of yours wants nothing but a bunch of weirdos!" Petunia shot back.

"Is that why you practically begged Professor Dumbledore to allow you to go to the school?" Lily counted.

Petunia only scoffed then turned her back on the red haired girls and walked into the living room. Meanwhile Iris clutched her letter with a desperation Lily knew only her little sister to possess. The elder red haired girl gently eased the parchment from her sister's grasp then read through its contents before giving Iris an encouraging smile.

"We need to tell mother and father." Lily said, grabbing the smaller girl's hand and pulling her through the small house.

"But what if they aren't pleased?" Iris defended, nervously biting on her lower lip.

"Nonsense!" The thirteen year old Gryffindor chirped merrily, "They will be just as happy as they were when I got my letter."

Iris wasn't so sure but still she kept faith in her older sister and allowed her to pull her into the kitchen where both their parents sat. Lily placed the acceptance letter on the table between the two adults and stood beside her sister with a wide grin.

"Oh darling," Mrs. Evans began, being the first to notice the paper, "has your letter come already?"

"Yes but mother, that isn't my letter." Lily answered.

"What do you mean Lily?" Mr. Evans inquired, picking up the parchment and reading it through.

Lily nudged her sister, urging the younger girl to speak up. She seemed happier than anyone at the moment about the news of her sister's acceptance. Perhaps it was so she had someone to share all her knowledge with? Or maybe it was so she would have someone other than Severus to speak to about the wizarding world, someone who would understand things better from her perspective.

"That is my letter." Iris announced, "I've been accepted to Hogwarts."

"Oh darling!" Mrs. Evans exclaimed, a smile that rivaled Lily's crossing her face as she stood from her seat and embraced her youngest child.