My name is Lily Luna Potter. I'd like to tell you why my life sucks.
So many people think they know all about my family. That happens when your father saved the world from
Voldemort and your mum was a famous quidditch player.
At least my cousins understand. Rose and Hugo have to put up with being the children of war heroes. Plus their dad is rich from helping with the family business and brave, being a famous auror and all. Their mum is always being written up as "the smartest witch of her generation" and "greatest legal mind in centuries". She's all famous for getting witches and wizards to recognize other magical beings' rights, and for pushing through the werewolf rights act.
Fred and Roxanne have loads of money. People are always hitting them up for a loan. Their dad is famous for starting WWW.
Victoire, Dominique and Lois have a mum who owns her own business and a dad who runs WWW.
Molly and Lucy have a dad who runs the MOM.
It's not bad enough that our parents are famous! No now my older cousins have to go and get famous too! Teddy, Victoire's husband, is an auror and has been in the paper for making several high profile arrests.
Victoire is a genius at farming and her picture is on shelves at every magical grocer in the UK and half of Europe!
Then there are the athletes in the family. My cousin Fred, and my brothers James and Albus, all play for the Chudley cannons. They are so good that the cannons actually had a winning season this year.
The only team better was the Holyhead Harpies, my mums old team. My cousins Dominique and Rose play for them.
So you see I'm doomed to be just Lilly. I'll never be famous for anything. I'll always be just somebody's daughter or sister or niece or cousin.
My future sucks!
LPLPLPLPLPLP
Ginny smiled as she folded the parchment and put it back in to her special drawer. She had found it, cleaning up her daughter's room the day after Lily had headed back to Hogwarts for her last year.
When she had first read it Lilly's words had brought back the feelings she had felt near the same age. Two of her brothers had glamorous exciting jobs in foreign places. Two had their own joke shop. One ran around with THE Harry Potter and was always saving somebody.
Ginny had showed Harry the letter. He, of course, had over-reacted. "Ginny what do we do?"
"Nothing. She'll work it out."
"But Ginny she feels let out and not special! We have to tell her she is special!"
"Harry it will be alright. All she needs is time to find her place."
Ginny was right. Lily did find her place, and her mum had kept track of the journey by keeping her letters. In fact Ginny had kept Lily's letters from the moment she could write.