A/N: I started a new story. Tell me if you like it, and if I should continue.
Ch. 1
Lily sat alone in the compartment on the train to Hogwarts. Her brothers had abandoned her for their friends. Lily couldn't be disappointed. She had been going to this school for three years already. She knew her way around. She didn't need her brothers to lead her around like the helpless new kid.
Not that they had done that anyway. They had been outraged at her since she first came to Hogwarts, though it really wasn't her fault...
Thinking of how she had lost her brothers like that always made her feel like she betrayed them. She was overcome with sadness whenever she thought of it. But growing up with two brothers and two joking uncles, George and Ron, had strengthened her, and she didn't shed a single tear. Still, she was distracted and didn't notice the blond haired boy a year older than her open the compartment door.
"You look sad," he noticed. "Still crying about—"
"I'm not crying," she said defensively, but she found herself even more upset at the sight of the boy. Her separation from her brothers was hard, but shortly after was when she lost them completely, after she had met this boy.
"It's okay. I know," he said kindly. "Hey. Come here." He took her in his arms. She felt safe with him, like everything was okay. He was her best, and probably only friend. No one seemed to ever get over what had happened.
The train stopped at the school. Lily could hear Hagrid calling for the first years, as he always did. She remembered going across the lake in the boats in her first year as well. That was when everyone still liked her.
Finally, her and her best friend got off the train. She saw her brothers and waved, but they turned away. Figures, she thought. Then they got on a carriage and got carried away by the invisible creatures. Thestrals, someone had told her they were called. Someone who had seen their parents get killed by avenging Death Eaters. As a result, she could see them. Lily couldn't, and wanted to. She felt bad for the creatures. Avoided and shunned because they were different. Just like her.
The carriage arrived at the front of the school. Lily got out, followed by the others in the carriage. The ones in her house that would talk to her. Most wouldn't. She knew why, but she hated that it had to be this way. She sighed. Taking her hand, Scorpius Malfoy led Lily Potter to the Slytherin table in the Great Hall to begin another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.