Chapter1

A/N – I got this idea when I was really tired late in the evening so I don't know how it will work.

Disclaimer – Harry Potter is not mine, but the wonderful author J. K. Rowling's.

Lily Luna Potter opened the door when her older brother's best friend rang, he was coming to visit them for the first time. Scorpius Malfoy was tall with blonde hair and silvery grey eyes, in thirteen-year-old Lily's eyes the fifteen-year-old was quite cute.

"Hi, you must be Scorpius," she said holding out her hand. "I'm Lily, Al's little sister."

"Oh," he said with a shocked expression on his face. "I forget he and James have a sister. You get home schooled right?"

"No, I go to a school in the next town," she corrected him.

"Why?" he asked. "Wouldn't it be better for a witch to go to Hogwarts, than a muggle school?"

"Hasn't he told you?" she asked fuming, her anger close to boiling over. "ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER! COME DOWN HERE NOW!" Her anger boiled over, and poor Scorpius witnessed Lily's anger for the first time.

"What is it Lily?" Al asked carefully. When he saw Lily fuming and Scorpius standing in the doorway a look of comprehension dawned on his face. "Oh."

"Are you ashamed of me, Al?" Lily shouted at her older brother Albus. "I thought you would at least tell your best friend, but I guess I was wrong. I'm a Squib Scorpius, that's why I don't go to Hogwarts, I don't even get home schooled." She explained to Scorpius, but quickly glared at Al again. "I didn't know it was that embarrassing having a Squib as a sister." She stormed up the stairs, leaving Al and Scorpius standing in the hallway.

O-O~

Ten year old Lily Potter smiled as she thought of all the things she and Hugo would do at Hogwarts. She was walking down the hallway in the Potter's house when she heard her parents talking in stressed voices in the study. She put her ear on the door to hear better.

"Are you sure?" her mother Ginny asked worried.

"Yes," her father answered. "She hasn't showed a single sign of magic, Ginny." Lily knew instinctively that they were talking about her.

"Yes, but Neville didn't show any signs of magic until he was almost eleven."

"We can only hope that she's like him." Lily couldn't hear any more.

O-O~

Eleven-year-old Lily knew she was a Squib, but it still hurt when Hugo got his letter, and she didn't. That was when the full blow hit her. She now knew that it was true she was officially a Squib.

"Lily don't be sad," James reassured her, they were standing on platform nine and three quarters. "We will visit during Christmas, and send you lots of letters. I promise. We can even send you a Hogwarts toilet seat."

"James," their mother said sternly.

"Just kidding," he reassured his mother. "Remember Lily, you will always be my favourite sister. Lily, always." He looked her in the eye with a serious face. "Remember I am proud to have you as a sister, Lily."

"Thank you, James, but I -"

"Want to go to Hogwarts?" They hugged, tears streaming down Lily's face. "I know, but there is nothing we can do."

"James, you need to board the train," Ginny said stressed. He left waving at them the whole time. Lily hugged her mother tightly, tears still coming steady.

"You still love me right?" Lily asked her parents with a worried expression.

"Of course we do," her mother exclaimed. "What would make you think that?"

"I'm a Squib, not a witch. I must have disappointed you a lot." Lily's brown, now red stained eyes stared into her mother's.

"We will always love you Lily," Ginny said as she hugged her youngest child tightly. "Even though you are not a witch, we will always love you dear. We will always be proud of you whatever you grow up to be. Always."