Just a quick AN.I do not own the Harry Potter series and its characters *le sigh*, just my own two hands and a slightly fuzzy brain where all of this somehow gets put together.

So this is my first fanfic and it's not the best I've ever written so please, um… Please don't destroy my self confidence completely, okay?

OKAY! Moving on!

Steam was raising from the big, bright red locomotive. The air had that unique smell of early autumn rain. It was moist and heavy, the kind that made you feel drowsy and sleepy. But that couldn't put a damper on the excitement Lily was feeling. She was finally going to Hogwarts, after all.

She was surrounded by her large family that was chatting, laughing and bickering loudly. As usual. Rose was explaining something to Hugo who had a worried look on his face, Uncle Ron and her dad were discussing the recent Quidditch match, Aunt Hermione and Mom were talking about something, and James and Albus were arguing. So, yes. As usual. A smirk was playing on James's lips. He always did know how to push poor Al's buttons, Lily thought.

"I WILL get on the team!"

"Sure, Al, sure. But you know you can't really beat me, right?"

"I'm not even going for a beater! You know I always play chaser." Albus impatiently responded.

"Okay, lil' bro. You know, I should help you. This whole Quidditch thing might just help you get yourself a girl." James threw him a smug look. "Like Anna, for example."

Anna was a girl in Al's year, sorted with him in Gryffindor. They got along from the day they met, and she was his best friend, along with Jack, his dorm mate. Lily always thought that they would make a great couple, but didn't say anything, knowing that mentioning being more than friends with her just got Albus uncomfortable and pissed off.

"She's my best friend, James. I don't like her. You know that." Albus frowned.

"But she's hot!" James protested.

"What? Anna? Yeah, well, she….." Al stuttered. "You know what? I…I just don't want a girlfriend right now." He finished awkwardly.

"Whatever you say….But, in case you, you know, change your mind….."James grinned as two fourth year girls were walking past them. He ran his hand through his dark hair making it tousled and spoke in a tone slightly huskier than his usual.

"Hi Ally." He smirked.

The prettier of the two girls, a blonde with large blue eyes and a petite frame blushed heavily and gave him a shy smile.

"Hi James." She said as they walked by them. She then quickly turned around and the two started giggling and whispering (in that stupid girly fashion that Lily found utterly ridiculous) about something she could not hear, but was certain was about her pure flirt of a brother.

"And that's how it's done."James whispered. Albus looked annoyed.

"Yeah,well…"

Lily zoned out. She couldn't take any more. She loved her brothers, honestly, but their 'fights' were annoying as hell.

Her eyes were roaming the platform. People chatting in groups, old friends reuniting after the long break, crying little sisters and brothers not wanting to say goodbye to their siblings. Owls screeching and flapping their wings in their cages, cat meows escaping baskets, all mixing with the sound of the mass of people talking and the wheezing sounds the locomotive was making.

A lot of redheads… We must be expanding, she noticed chuckling to herself.

When she tuned back into the conversation, James and Albus were still arguing. What a surprise.

"How do you do that?" Albus asked the older brother, obviously irritated but also amazed.

"Well," James started "maybe it's then fact I'm handsome, funny, smart…."

"And oh so modest." Lily butted in."Don't forget approachable and the exact opposite of an arrogant little pra—"

She didn't get to finish her sentence, because the next moment she bumped into someone, dropping the bag she had in her hand to the floor with a loud thump.

"Oh, I'm sorry…" she mumbled, looking up to see who she just ran into. A pair of cold bluish-grey eyes stared back at her. The boy was about a head taller than her, with pale skin and very light blonde hair that looked as if someone tried to slick it back but failed miserably for it was ruffled and messy. Not as much as James's, tho, she noticed. He didn't respond to her apology; however, she thought she saw a flicker of annoyance and spite on his face when he saw her brothers, but the next minute it was gone. She must be imagining things.

"Potters." He gave them a curt nod, but despite his polite façade she could feel that something was off.

"Malfoy." Lily's head shot a James, surprised by the hatred in his voice. She never heard her brother talking to someone like that. "Ought to watch where you're going, huh?" he shot at him. The grey-eyed boy just gave him a venomous look.

"No, it's my fault, James. It's okay." Lily said. No fight, she thought. Please don't fight.

Albus seemed as he was torn. So he gave the Malfoy boy a nod and said:
"Lily, this is Ma- Scorpius." He said. "Scorpius, this is our sister, Lily."
"Nice to meet you, Scorpius." Lily said with a smile and stretched out her hand to shake his.

He hesitantly took her hand and shook it lightly, giving her a curious look, as if the niceness she was showing was a complete surprise.

"You too." He said, still staring at her. Lily wished he would stop, because she could already see James angrily opening his mouth to say something that was bound to get him in trouble.

A melodic female voice rang through the station "Scorpius?Where are you? You need to get on that train, sweetheart!"

He shouted "Coming mother." in response, nodded at the three, giving Lily one last glance before he rushed over to the tall, black haired woman who called out his name seconds ago. Lily was left staring after his black coat that was disappearing in the shuffling mass of people.

"'Coming mother.' Who even talks like that now days? And did you see that look he gave us? Prick."

James's remark snapped her out of her trance.

"Maybe they're not close." She said sympathetically.

"Hmpft."

"No really."

"Yeah….You just stay away from him, okay Lils? He's bad news." James said, frowning deeply.

"Why? What do you even have against him?" Lily asked curiously, looking at Al for help. He just avoided her eyes and stared at his feet. "He seemed polite enough to me."

"He's a Malfoy." James spat out the last word as if it was poison.

"So?"Lily was starting to get irritated. Did everybody know something she didn't?

"Ask Dad. He'll tell you." James muttered darkly.

This was getting on her nerves. She was not stupid, she knew certain families were once alleged to the Dark Lord, but the War is far gone an over. What's done is done; we can't change the past. No, she, Lily Luna Potter, will not be upset with someone before she even spoke more than three reasonable words with them. She believed in second chances and whatever was going on between her brothers and that Malfoy boy she will not be a part of it. She will be nice. He was surely a good person.

Boy was she wrong.

Please R&R. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, and no, dear people, that does not mean "OMG ur so rtrd I hate ur sry ass BIOTCH!111"

Just pointing that out. Thank you.