“You can’t wear your best clothes to the feast?” Tunia looked shocked. Lily sighed.

“No...we have to change into our robes on the way…”

“Aww man...we bought you a nice dress for nothing! And I was gonna’ curl your hair!” The teenager seemed quite upset about this.

“Hey…” Lily sat next to Tunia on Tunia’s bed and put an arm around her. “You can still do my hair all pretty...I need to look really nice in front of the magical people...I’m scared, Tunia.”

Petunia kissed the side Lily’s face. “You’re gonna’ be fine…you’re Lily Evans.”