PART 2
Chapter 11
Fifteen year old Lily Potter lay on her bed finishing off her summer homework. The sun shone through the window and onto her back, lighting up the cosy room.
Lily, who had never been a girly girl, had decorated the walls of her room with pictures of her favourite Quidditch teams, favourite WWN bands and photographs of her friends and family. Oh and naturally her Slytherin tie was pinned over her bed.
"Lily" came a woman's voice from outside the door "Are you hungry?"
"A bit" said Lily swinging her legs over the side of the bed
The door opened and a woman with shoulder length red hair opened the door, Lily's mother, Ginny.
"I'm making sandwiches" she said
"Sounds great mum" Lily grinned pulling her mid-length messy black hair back into a pony tail.
Lily was not exceptionally beautiful, but she pretty. Her eyes were a warm chocolaty colour, which contrasted nicely with her fair skin and rosy cheeks; her black hair was messy like her father's and her fringe hung lightly over her forehead. She was not particularly slim; she had a solid, rather athletic figure which was lined nicely by curves in the right places.
Harry Potter thought the world of his daughter, even when she had been sorted into Slytherin he had looked over that and tried so very hard to act normal for her. Of course, when he had heard from his friend Ron that she had gone and made friends with Draco Malfoy's children, he had felt that Lily had taken a step too far. However, Lily stood up for her friends and Harry knew that there was very little he could do about it.
As Lily bounded down the stairs Harry pulled her into a hug and she grinned
"Hi Dad!"
"Hi Lil'"
Lily ran into the kitchen and sat on one of the counters while her mother made sandwiches.
"You've got an owl" said Ginny pointing to the window.
Lily looked over to see a handsome screech owl resting on the window pane. Lily recognised it immediately
"Oh it's from Ven-" she stopped looking at her father's miserably glare at the owl "It's from my friends at school…hello Archimedes" Lily held out her arm and the screech owl stepped onto it. Lily untied the letter from its leg and opened it with one hand
Dear Lil
HIYYYYAAAAAAAA! Its me Venus and Octavias is standing by the mirror moaning about something to do with his height, nope he's still not grown haha, he's still my height (aka tiny) sooooooo how's you since we you wrote to us yesterday?
GUESS WHAT, we're in London, I'm writing from the Ministry of Magic. Daddy said we should see where he worked so we would realise how important his job is and 'STOP COMPLAINING WHEN HE HAS TO WORK IN HIS STUDY THROUGH DINNER!." I swear, he is seriously stressed out.
Anyhoo, we're going back to Wiltshire for the last two days of the holiday and we were wondering if you wanted us to pick you up from your house so we could all go together, then we could all go to Platform 9 3/4 on Thursday.
So write back a.s.a.p if you find out you can!
Love from Venus and Octavias (aka Shorty)
Lily smiled, in the four years of being friends with Venus and Octavias, she had not yet been to their house, she knew her father would not like the idea.
"Daddy" she put on a girly voice which she only used at specific times
"What do you want Lily?" asked Harry smiling
"My friends have invited me two their house for the last two days of the holidays. They want to pick me up today…can I go?" she asked
Ginny put Lily's plate of sandwiches on the table
"I don't see why not" she said "It'd be good for you to get out of this house for a bit"
"Wait one second…which friends?" said Harry
"Ummm…Daddy please can I go?"
"It's the Malfoys isn't it? No way, I'm not having my daughter in Draco Malfoy's house"
"But Daddy" Lily whined "Look according to Occy, Mr Malfoy works all the time at home, I'd barely see him"
"OCCY? YOU'RE CALLING HIS SON OCCY?"
"Yes Dad, me, Venus and Octavias are best friends!" Lily yelled
"Look Lily…I just don't feel comfortable with you being in the same house as that Death Eater"
"He's not a death eater any more!"
"Harry," said Ginny "Lily is 15 now, it's up to her if she wants to go to spend two days at her friends house she can. Lily, if at anytime you feel uncomfortable with being at their house, you can floo home. Harry, Lily's a smart girl, she won't put pride before a fall"
"But Gin-"
"No Harry, let her go" Ginny said soothingly. Harry looked desperately at his wife, then over at Lily. Who kept her expression still.
"Fine" said Harry "Write to them then" he stalked off
Lily punched the air
"THANKS DAD!" she called after him
"Don't worry Lil', he's just sulking, now write a reply, I'll get your trunk out of the cupboard."
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Harry had the curious and strange feeling that reminded him of the Durselys. Here he was, waiting in the living room for two people, he knew he was not going to like to come and collect his daughter.
"How are they getting here, Floo?"
"Perhaps, I'm not sure," Lily replied, feeling the tension her Father was causing in the room.
Ginny smiled and pulled Lily's hair out of her face,
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it" said Harry as Lily jumped up.
Harry walked towards the door and opened it. At first glance he thought he saw a thirteen year old version of Draco Malfoy, and a female version. However there were a few differences. Both teenagers had the signature Malfoy white-blonde hair, and grey eyes. However, they lacked the usual haughty faces of the Malfoys, they both had rather elf like turned up noses, they were also much tinier in height than Draco Malfoy, or Lucius Malfoy.
"Hi" said the boy brightly "I'm Octavias" he stuck out his hand
"Oh Merlin! You're Harry Potter!" the girl gushed "I'm Venus" she smiled widely.
Harry frowned and shook each of their hands as quickly and as coldly as possible
"I suppose you're here to pick up Lily"
"Yes Sir" said Octavias
"How old are you two?"
"15 of course" frowned Venus "We're in Lily's year"
The two teens looked so young…especially the boy, when Harry was 15 he remembered being at least two feet and a few inches taller
"Oh right, well you'd better come in, Lily's mother wants to meet you"