Author's Note:
Hey Guys! This is my first attempt at a fanfic. I'm planning on having way more chapters, but I just thought I'd share this with you. I actually have the whole story written out, although not fully detailed. I would like to know what you think, maybe help a little? Also, I'd like to let you know, I'm Dutch, so my English could be a bit off, sorry for any mistakes!
Have fun and review!
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"Potter, Lily."
Silence.
While I was walking forward, I received odd looks.
Whispers.
Ah, they've recognised me, which I find not so hard. I have my father's hair and eyes, but my mum's slender figure. How can they not know by the first glance? I see it every day and I absolutely hate it.
"Now, another Potter? I sure see why you feel that way, being part of a large family like your own can be hard."
Did I, did I say that out loud? I do, sometimes. I get lost in my thoughts and start talking, much to the amusement of my brothers, Albus and James.
While young Lily thought this, she looked around for her brother and other family members. She spotted them soon enough, smiling encouragingly at her.
"I see plenty of courage, so similar to your family, but I also see an ambition to prove yourself, to be different, more than just a Potter. Therefore I make you part of the house of SLYTHERIN!"
Gasps.
Of course, my dramatic family looked shocked, though one more than the other.
Applause.
Someone from my new house had started to clap. He stood and smiled, while extending his hand as to invite me to their table. I smiled back, and just like that, everybody seemed to accept me as a slytherin. A deafening roar was heard and without having to look up, I immediately knew who it were. For the first time in my extremely short life, I was glad I had this huge family.
"Hey, thanks for, you know, the clapping."
"No problem. I'm Scorpius, by the way, third year."
"Lily, first year, in case you hadn't noticed yet."
"Come on, I will lead you around. After dinner, of course, there's nothing better than a home-cooked meal at Hogwarts"
"Thanks, but, home-cooked?"
He smiled, seeing the confusion in my eyes.
"Hogwarts is like home to many of us, you'll come to understand in a couple of years"
I was sure I would, and as my fellow housemates started to dig in their food, I couldn't help but to feel content, and, with a smile, I started eating too.
