Hey!

Well, this is my first fanfiction written in English
(the other one was written in Dutch and translated to English)

Please tell me if there are mistakes.

Disclamer: does it count if you wish you'd own it?

Dear Diary

I know, it's been a while, but Al and James stole you, so I couldn't write.

But now, I'm at Hogwarts, and I guess I can trust the girls here.

This was my first day, so I have a lot to say.

I've got up early, because I couldn't sleep anymore. I was too nervous.

I guess mom heard me, because when I went down, she was sitting there, like she was expecting me.

We talked, about how Hogwarts would be like.

She said I'd like it, just like my brothers.

That I would make lots of friends from the first day.

That everyone would like me.

I know why they should like me. I'm the daughter of the famous Harry Potter.

The boy who lived. The saver of the school. Gosh, there's even a statue of him in the Great Hall.

And then he came down, the famous Potter.

No, I won't say I hate my father, but he always makes me feel unimportant.

Not that I am important, but when he's around, no one sees me.

Except for Hugo, but I already know him for years. Forever, to be honest.

Today was also his first day. I'm glad, so we can be friends, although, I'm not sure after what happened tonight.

Dad started eating, I'm not sure if he even noticed me.

Albus has always been his favourite. He has his eyes.

And James… he's the oldest. He likes Albus a lot, so Harry likes him too.

I don't know who's mom's favourite.

I don't think I am.

I'm just Lily. Lily Luna Potter.

Then mom went upstairs to wake up the boys.

Dad doesn't said a thing. He just sat there. Eating.

Why can't we just talk sometimes?

He always talks with Albus and James, never with me.

He always plays games with them, even now, when they're actually too old for games.

Yes, I might be a jealous btch.

Maybe. But if I am, I'm jealous for a reason.

But back to today.

Albus and James came downstairs.

Al said 'Hey', to me, James just sat down.

Then we (correction: they) were talking a little bit, about seeing there friends again.

I just sat there quietly.

Then it was time to go, so I took my coffin, and we left, with dad's car.

Dad had to pick up Rose and Hugo, because uncle Ron's car was broken.

Aunt Hermione said it was Ron's fault, so everyone started laughing, include Ron.

I like Ron and Hermione. They laugh a lot, and Hermione is always kind to me.

I sometimes got the feeling she understands me better than my own mom.

Hugo was sitting next to me in the car, and we were talking a bit. He whispered he'd sometimes wished he was in Slytherin, only to make Ron mad, so he would finally realise that he has a son.

Yes, Rose is Ron's favourite too. She has everything: she's pretty, she's smart, she's just great.

Lily and Hugo, the two kids from whom there parents doesn't realise they have them.

We were also sitting together in the train.

We were the only one in that compartment.

Some other boys and girls wanted to join us, but I didn't.

Albus and Rose made a quick visit. I didn't saw James the entire trip.

I haven't seen him since this morning, to be honest.

And then we arrived, and we had to put on the Sorting Hat.

Finally it was my turn.

I put the hat on, and I heard him think.

'Gosh, another Potter. Well, they're all Gryffindors, so I guess you're one too.

But I see you have the quality of a Slytherin. You might be good there. You'd find a better place. People would like for who you are, not for what you are. It's up to you. Chose.'

And I chose.

I don't know why, and ever since, I'm regretting it, but I chose Slytherin.

When the Hat cried out 'Slytherin', you could here the entire school gasp.

For some minutes, it was quiet, then some Slytherin students started applauding.

Soon, the entire Slytherin table, was yelling and screaming, and clapping louder then for any student before.

I don't know why.

When I went to the table, I avoided the Gryffindor table, knowing everyone was looking at me.

Just for a second, I made eye contact with Hugo, and I saw him smiling.

I guess he understood my choice, but non-the-less, he became a Gryffindor.

I can't blame him. He has a lot of courage.

I don't. I'm weak, but I'm sly. I guess that's why I'm a Slytherin.

So here I am now. Lying in my bed, with Slytherin girls around me.

They like me. They asked me all kinds of things.

Not like anyone else, they didn't ask: 'How's your dad in real life?'

No, they asked: 'What bed would you like? What's your favourite colour? Are you excited about tomorrow?'

And I answered proudly.

I've got friends.

After diner, I went straight to bed. I know James, Albus and Rose, maybe Hugo too, would be looking for me.

They're probably writing a letter to mom and dad right know, gossiping about me.

I think mom won't mind. She loves my like I am.

But dad… I'm a bit afraid for his reaction.

And uncle Ron… I know he'll freak out.

Hermione will understand. I hope she will.

I think I might send her a letter. Now. So it arrives before James' one.

I'll leave you now diary. Tomorrow's a big day, and I first have to finish my letter.

Have a good night,

Lily

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