Long ago there was a woman named Lily. She was born of muggle (non magic people) parents and from what I know had only one sibling, her sister Petunia. She was accepted in to a school of magic for young wizards and witches. Her parents were overjoyed that she was accepted, but through terrible jealousy her sister began to hate her. She was different, and she thought Lily a freak. A nasty, no-good double crossing freak. Now of course this young witch wasn't a freak. She was a beautiful girl with brown hair and she could do things most ordinary people couldn't do. When she showed Petunia that she could make flowers twirl in the air with her own hands, her sister ran and was not amused. But there was another. His name was Severus Snape and he was also different. They grew to be friends. Lily and Severus went to the school of magic (called Hogwarts) and learned all sorts of things. Charms that were extremely useful if you wanted to have a little fun with one of your friends, Care of Magical Creatures that were much different from your average dog, Potions that could make people fall in love with you, and much more.