So, yello, everyone. I'm new on this scene, so please take care of me. m(. .)m Anyways, this is obviously, a LP/SM, so if you don't like the couple, get out!!! Hope you enjoy it!!!! I don't own Harry Potter. So yeah.

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Once again, we are at Platform 9 and ¾, but THIS time, instead of watching as my brothers, James and Albus, go off to Hogwarts to have spectacular adventures, and me to go home and wait for the weekly letters from them, I'm going WITH them. I'm going to go meet new friends, hang out with the ghosts, wander through the castle at night, eating in the Great Hall… and… oh! Nearly forgot the classes! Let's just say that being 11 has its ups if you're a witch.

"Lily? Liiiiiiiilyyyyyyyyyy?????? Are you in there? Earth the Lily!" At the sound of James' voice, I jolted out of my dreams. "Ah! She's alive! No need to worry! She's alive!" He crowed, barely containing his laughter.

"Eh, shut it, James. What do you want?" I grumbled sleepily, glaring at my brother.

"Nothing much except that Mom and Dad where wondering if you were packed yet. Remember, The Hogwarts Express leaves tomorrow at 11 A.M sharp! Don't want to be late for your own sorting, right? What if you get put into Slytherin? Wouldn't that suck?

Rolling over to glare at my brother, I noticed the time on the clock. "Jeez, James, it's 11:59! Go to bed!" at that, I chucked my pillow at his head. Laughing, he dodged it and ran out of the room, probably heading to Albus' room to go bother HIM. Thank Merlin. Once the pest named James had finally run out of earshot, I rolled back over and went back to sleep, dreaming of the Gryffindor common room and all of the amazing things I could do with my older brothers

I woke up at 5 A.M., wide awake and roaring to go. After repacking my cloaks and other clothes 5 times, rounding up Cloud, my cat, and then repacking all of my clothes once again. 9:30 finally comes around. "OK, everybody! James, your suitcase is in the boot of the car. So is Albus' and Lily's. Do you all have your respective creatures?" Harry questioned us, nodding once we all answered. "OK! Let us depart. Ready, everybody?" he asked, laughing when we all cheer in excitement.

We all tumble into the car and zoom off to Kings Cross, three ecstatic students in tow.

After arriving at Kings Cross, we all said goodbye to Mom and Dad, then split to our own groups. Albus and James to Rosie, Teddy, and Victoire's compartment, myself to Hugh and Fred's compartment.

The rest of the ride consisted of the three of us excitedly hoping and wishing that we would be able to get into Gryffindor.

Just as the sun was setting, the train slowly pulled into the Hogsmede station, whistling to a stop. In the matter of seconds, all of the students had piled off of the train, first years into the boats, second through seventh years into the carriages. I was unlucky enough to be separated from Hugh and Fred, falling into a boat of future-Slytherins. Ah jeez, I thought. This is going to be fun. Pointedly ignoring each other, nothing major happened on the boat ride into the school. Headmistress McGonagall greeted us at the doors, ushering us into the Great Hall.

The Great Hall was everything that James and Albus had told me and more, the enchanted ceiling, the four great tables, plus the staff table, the ghosts, EVERYTHING. I was shocked out of my thoughts by the Sorting Hat sitting on the chair in the middle of the Great Hall opened a slit in it and started to sing:

"OH, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong to Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet wise old Ravenclaw,

If you've a really mind,

Where those of wits and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't give in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm the Thinking Cap!"

After bowing to each of the four tables, the sorting hat became just a hat once more. As soon as it stopped moving, the Great Hall filled to the brim with the sound of applause, but quieted once again when Headmistress McGonagall raised her hands. She soon started speaking to us, the first years, "when I call, your name, you will come up, sit on the stool, and put the Sorting Hat on your head. Once it has chosen your team, go and sit at your respective tables. Let us begin. Boot, Samuel!"

The boy walked up and placed the hat on top of his head. A moment's pause, and,

"RAVENCLAW!" shouted the hat

"Bulstrode, Terry!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Finch-Fletchley, Anna!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Malfoy, Scorpius!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Weasley, Hugh!"

A moment of silence, and… "Gryffindor!"

After Hugh was placed into Gryffindor, I started to space out. After a few minutes, I was jolted out of my daydreams by a sharp "Potter, Lily!"

Stepping forward shakily, I nervously sat down on the stool and put the Sorting Hat on my head.

"Hmmm… very interesting…" the hat murmured in my ear. "Slytherin or Gryffindor? Slytherin or Gryffindor? Which should I pick?"

Not Slytherin, please, not Slytherin. Gryffindor, please. Gryffindor. GRYFFINDOR.

"No, I think you would excel better if you were in Slytherin. I have chosen my answer." And then shouting so that the entire Great Hall could hear: "SLYTHERIN!!!!"

So, what do you think? I'm going to make Lily and Scorpius in the same grade, just to make it easier for them to meet each other. So, what do you think about it? Three reviews and a new chapter will be up the next day!!! Love ya all!