Jeanette Evans had just given birth to two girl twins. They were in the hospital, and George Evans was with her, they were, obviously talking about the babies.
"No boys in our family!" Joked George, looking st his two other daughters with love. Jeanette laughed softly.
"So what shall we call these two, we did choose two names, but which girl will have which?" Asked the mother as she looked at her husband. Suddenly one of the two babies started to cry. Though the other one remained silent, as she slept.
"We'll call this one," George said while looking at the crying baby, "Rose, since roses hurt if you hold them for too much, she was quiet for too long and needed to let it out, so, this other one," started George.
"Will be called Lily, beautiful flowers they will be, how's Petunia?" She asked, suddenly wondering about her oldest daughter.
"A free nurse volunteered to keep an eye on her as we're here," he informed. Jeanette nodded.
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~two years later~

"I wan bols!" said little Lily as sat on the sand from the park.
"What does tha' mean?" questioned four-year-old Petunia.
"She wants you to blow the bubbles again, could you please, Petunia darling!" asked Jeanette, who was supervising the three girls, sitting on the bench from the park. So Petunia starting blowing the bubbles in the air, and since there was no wind around, the bubbles would glide slowly towards the ground.
Lily went to pop all the bubbles she could, nearly falling while doing it, yet she made at least three disappear. While Rose jumped as high as she could, she didn't want to walk. On her first jump, she made none pop, but the more jumps the did, the more bubbles would turn to her direction. Lily stopped in her attempt to pop out the bubbles, right while her twin captured her attention. Lily, being the little two-year-old girl, knew that she wanted to be able to do what Rose did. So Lily started to cry.
Jeanette looked at Lily before she got up and walked to her.
"What happened Petunia? Do you know?" She asked sweetly. Petunia shook her head no. Jeanette sighed and lowered down to be lower so that she could speak to Lily.
"Whats the matter?" She asked, still in a sweet tone.
"I wan bols to pop too!" She sniffed.
"Don't worry, Lils, maybe Rose didn't mean the bubbles to go all away," Lily wiped her eyes.
"Oke," said Lily, her attempt to say okay. Jeanette turned to Rose, who had stopped to look at the scene.
"Are you okay, Rosie?"
"Yeh."

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~nine years later~

The young girl's eyes followed her sister, as the latter had started running. Was she sure about this, was it the reality, what if Lily crashed! As the last though created itself in her head, Rose started chasing Lily towards the barrier. And as Rose was a one-inch distance from the wall, her piercing green eyes automatically shut, without her realising that she had done so.
And as she opened her eyes she was stunned by her surroundings: in front of her was a large scarlet, old-fashioned train, with smoke puffing all around the station. There were many families with parents crying their children goodbye or hugging each other as they gave their teens their bags and trunks. There was a group with passed in front of Rose, they were mostly boys, and all of them had a long broom and their trunks over their shoulders, carrying them like if they weighed nothing.
Lily and Rose were then having a discussion with their older sister.
"... I'm sorry, Tuney, I'm sorry! Listen-" Lily caught her sister's hand and held tight to it, even though Petunia tried to pull it away. Rose spoke,
"Maybe once were there- no, listen, Tuney! Maybe once were there, I'll be able to go to Professor Dumbledore and persuade him to change his mind!"
"I don't- want- to- go!" said Petunia, and she dragged her hand back out of Lily's grasp, and turned to face Rose. "You think I want to go to some stupid castle and learn to be a- a-" she looked around the station.
"-you think I want to be a- a freak?"
Both of the twins eyes filled with tears as Petunia succeeded to tug her hand away.
"We're not freaks," said Lily.
"That's a horrible thing to say," finished Rose.
"That's where you're going," said Petunia with relish. "A special school for freaks. You two and that Snape boy...weirdos, that's what you three are. It's good you're being separated from normal people. It's for our safety."
Lily and Rose glanced toward their parents, who were looking around the platform with an air of wholehearted enjoyment, drinking in the scene. Then they looked back at their sister, and Rose's voice was low and fierce.
"You didn't think it was such a freak's school when you wrote to the headmaster and begged him to take you."
Petunia turned scarlet.
"Beg? I didn't beg!"
"I saw his reply. It was very kind," Lily defended.
"You shouldn't have read," whispered Petunia, "that was my private, how could you?"
Lily gave them away by half-glancing toward where Snape stood nearby. Petunia gasped.
"That boy found it! You and that boy have been sneaking in my room!"
"No, not sneaking," Now Lily was on the defensive. "Severus saw the envelope, and he couldn't believe a Muggle could have contacted Hogwarts, that's all! He says there must be wizards working undercover in the postal service who take care of."
"Apparently wizards poke their noses in everywhere!" said Petunia, now as pale as she had been flushed. "Freaks!" she spat at her sisters, and she flounced off to where her parents stood...

Rose and Lily boarded the Hogwarts Express and started to stroll the corridors, in look for a free compartment. They found one at around the middle of the train, which had already departed the Platform 93/4. Rose and Lily put their needs on the rack and sat down by the window. Lily covered her face with her hands.
"Whats wrong, Lily?" asked Rose, the tone of worry obvious in her voice. Lily wiped her tear-stained cheeks.
"It's Tuney," she sobbed. Rose knew Lily would be sad about the argument, so frowned a little.

After a while, two boys came in the compartment without asking, though the girls didn't pay any attention to them, likewise with the boys. The twins sat in silence as they looked out of the window, thinking of empty thoughts. Then compartment door opened again, revealing Severus Snape, already changed into his uniform. He went to sit next to Rose, though his face turned into worry as he saw both of the girls face expression was saying the same thing.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Petunia hates us. Because we that letter from Dumbledore," stated Rose, with a frown on her face.
"So what?"
Rose threw him a look of deep dislike.
"So she's my sister!"
"She's only a-" he caught himself quickly; both Lily and Rose, busy trying to wipe her eyes without being noticed, did not hear him.
"But we're going!" he said, unable to suppress the exhilaration in his voice. "This is it! We're off to Hogwarts!"
They both nodded, mopping their eyes, but in spite of themselves, they half smiled.
"You'd better be in Slytherin," said Snape, encouraged that they had both brightened a little.
"Slytherin?"
One of the boys sharing the compartment, who had still shown no interest at all in Rose, Lily or Snape until that point, looked around at the word. He was slight, black-haired like Snape, but with that indefinable air of having been well-cared-for, even adored, that Snape so conspicuously lacked.
"Who wants to be in Slytherin? I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?" the black-haired boy asked the boy lounging on the seats opposite him, the other boy did not smile.
"My whole family have been in Slytherin," he said.
"Blimey," said James, "and I thought you seemed all right!"
The second boy grinned.
"Maybe I'll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?"
The first lifted an invisible sword.
"'Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!' Like my dad."
Snape made a small, disparaging noise. The first turned on him.
"Got a problem with that?"
"No," said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy,"
"Where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" interjected the second boy.
James roared with laughter. Rose sat up, rather flushed, and looked from one boy to the other in dislike.
"Come on, Lily, Severus, let's find another compartment."
"Oooooo..."
James and Sirius imitated her lofty voice; James tried to trip Snape as he passed.
"See ya, Snivellus!" a voice called, as the compartment door slammed. Rose stopped it from shutting and said smirking.
"See you never, idiots." Rose shut the door without looking at the boys' reaction.
"Rose," scolded Lily, "you don't swear, especially to people you don't know."
"Well, I think that their behaviour showed enough."
Lily smiled.
They entered a compartment with three chatting girls, just as Severus said that he'd find some of his older Slytherin friends.