Francesca Potter

11

- Lily's POV -

I wake up and jump from my warm green sheets. It's Christmas Eve. I put Dray's quidditch hoodie on and my black ripped jeans. I take my hair from it's braids and run a brush through it. I've never had notty hair even though it's naturally got loose ringlets in. I'm a metamorphagi so I can choose the colour, length and style. I always have it natural... unless I'm morphing into somebody else to prank anyone. I grab my black flower crown and place it on my head for the fun of it. Dray rolls over to look at me.

"Morning Princess. I was gonna wear that jumper." He pouts. I smirk.

"Morning. I don't care, I got it first." I reply. He stands up and settles on a dark green t-shirt and some black jeans. I run out of the common room and into the entrance hall. I don't bother with shoes but Dray has some on when he comes. I look out at the snow covered grounds.

"We're making a snowman later. You two going to join us?" Fred says as he drapes his arm over my shoulder.

"Obviously. We'll make a better one than you. Snape will judge." I smirk before waltzing into the great hall and grabbing some toast. Uncle Moony comes over and perches himself next to me.

"Morning. Dumbledore wants you in his office in ten minutes. Draco isn't allowed to go." He says.

"Why? I want Dray to come." I frown.

"Because he obviously just wants to talk to you. Where are your shoes?" He asks.

"I couldn't be bothered. I'm not wearing any to go to his office either." I say before starting my walk to his office. I know this castle like the back of my hand thanks to the Marauders Map. "Sherbet Lemon." The gargoyle springs to life and I step onto the staircase. It carries me up to the oak door of his office. I knock gently.

"Come in." He calls. I walk in and plonk myself in the chair opposite his desk. "So, I asked you to come here because I can see you putting your middle finger up at me when I mention your Uncle."

"So? You keep telling everyone lies about my uncle and I don't like it so obviously I'm going to retaliate." I retort.

"Your Uncle is a murderer." He simply says. I stand up and walk right to the edge of his desk.

"No. He. Isn't. I can remember everything from when I was born and I remember my parents changing the secret keeper to Peter. I also remember seeing Uncle Padfoot devastated outside our house when Hagrid was bringing us here. I know my uncle Padfoot and he wouldn't have killed the muggles. Oh and Peter is an animagus. He turns into a rat and my map told me that he is pretending to be Ron Weasley's pet rat. My map never lies. Peter is alive. I'm going to get him and bring him here for you to see. Get the minister here, he ought to see this." I say before turning and leaving. I walk to the Gryffindor common room and up into the boys dormitory where Harry is still asleep. Ron however has gone. No scabbers. I walk back out and down to the great hall. I spot Ron and stride over to him.

"Hi Lily. Harry is still in bed." He smiles.

"Hi Ron. It isn't Harry I need. It's Scabbers. Can I borrow him?" I ask. He thinks about it.

"Okay but don't hurt or loose him." He says before handing Peter to me.

"Come with me actually. Don't ask questions." I say before turning and walking out. I return to Dumbledore's office and walk in without knocking.

"Ah Lily. I summoned the minister like you asked." He smiles.

"Hello Lily. Lovely to meet you." He smiles. I nod at him.

"So. Ron I'm sorry." I say. "Petrificus Totalus." I say with my wand pointed at Peter. Ron looks betrayed. He'll see. Uncle Padfoot runs into the room disguised as a dog. "You shouldn't be here. Now, this dog is not what it seems. When it turns to what it really is you need to promise me you will listen to my evidence first." I tell them all. They nod and promise. Uncle Pads changes and they all gasp in shock and back away. Except Dumbledore.