Dear Ms. Potter

We are pleased to inform you that you have accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You will find an enclosed supplies list in the envlope.

Term begins September 1st, 1971. We await your owl no later than July 31st.

Sincerely,

M. Mcgonnagall

My name is Willow Potter.

I have a *annoying* twin named James Potter. We come from a known pureblooded family. The weird this is, me and James look alot alike, black hair, round glasses, hazel eyes, somewhat pale skin, but we have different personalities. Yeah, I love pranks and trouble making, its a Potter thing. But Im also the most bookish girl you've ever met. I don't like showing off my physique, I wear sweaters and baggy tshirts under my robes, most people do, but I do it more consistently. Im very sarcastic and I get annoyed easily -mainly my brother annoys me but lets ignore tgat detail.-

I've dreamed of going to hogwarts ever since me and my brother were told about it. Just the way my mom described it. Warm feeling, excellent food, big library, the Gryffindor common room bejng the most comforting place you'll be in. So when I got my letter.. well.. lets just say we got a little.. complaint in the quaint town of Godrics Hallow.

The first day of term, or rather the train ride and sorting was.. fun.

Me and James found a compartment with a scrawny boy who had a big scar on one side of his face. We decided to sit my him.

"Hi," He said in a small, quiet voice. See, being a Potter, its in our blood to be outgoing and loud. So James lived up to our name that minute.

"Hullo!" He said with much enthusiasm. "My name is James and this is my good friend and twin Willow!"

"James, shut. up." I said. I looked at the boy who, shyly smiled at me. "Sorry about him. Whats your name?"

He straightened up. "Remus Lupin." He said, probably realizing that we wont bite. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." Me and James said in unsion.

We talked for awhile, I found out that he was a halfblood and his (merlin bless him) mother was ill. He seem really cool, I hoped I got to see him more.

The compartment door slid open to reveal a somewhat muscular boy with shaggy black hair and bright blue eyes, a blond boy followed after him.

"Is it okay if I- we sit here?" The boy said.

"Sure," James said. The boy sat next to Remus and the blond one sat by me.

"Im Sirius Black," He said. "This is my friend Peter Pettigrew."

"Hello," The boy (Peter, whatever) said.

"Im Willow Potter and this is my brother James."

"Remus," Remus said waving.

It was awkward for a while, but once we started talking, we all realized that we had alot in common, we love running around, being annoying, (mainly Sirius and James though,) we all thought it was fun to pull pranks. Me and Remus found common ground in books.

Sorting ceremony

"Black, Sirius."

We all looked nervously at eachother, Sirius had told us about his family, we assured him that he was nothing like them and he would be joining us-me and James, of course, we are Potters- in Gryffindor.

I pushed him slightly foward and he shakly walked up to the stool. A agonizing minute passed before-

"GRYFFINDOR"

Applause boomed from the Gryffindor table, and from us too.

Remus went after, he was a Gryffindor-yay-then Peter-Gryffindor- then James.

"GRYFFINDOR." The hat said almost immediately.

"Potter, Willow."

When Professor Mcgonnagal set the hat on my head, it did not annouce me as Gryffindor immediately.

Ah, much different then your brother, eh? A deep voice spoke in her ear. Very, quick minded, mature, immature, many things. One thing you have, is a Brave heart. You would do anything for James, eh? Maybe you'll face a choice that comes to that, someday. But for now..

"GRYFFINDOR."

The Gryffindor table erupted.

I sat down next to James and we did our, "handshake" and I high fived Sirius.

"Took you long enough," James said. "You were sitting there so long I got worried."

"You should," I said jokingly. "He was telling me how much more awesome I am than you, and that I have a brave heart."

"Git."

"Toerag."

A girl with dark red hair and bright green eyes snorted across me. I looked at her.

"Sorry," She said. "That was just a good one."

I smiled at her. "I'm glad you liked it, you could use it sometime. I'm Willow Potter."

"Lily Evans."

The last girl was called. "Violet Wood." She was declared a Gryffindor. Professor Dumbledor stood up.

"Welcome!" He said. "A new year! Gryffindor quidditch tryouts will be on September twenty third. Our ground keeper, Hagrid, has asked me to tell you, suring the summer, I was playing around on the grounds, and accidently, grew a tree, now, this isn't just any tree, its a Whomping Willow" James guffawed. "Don't go near it, it will, well, whomp you. Especially don't go near it at night. Now, off to bed with you. Pip pip"

As we followed a prefect to the gryffindor common room, we talked about the whomping willow.

"Don't just stay away from the tree,' Sirius warned the other first years around us. "Watch out for Willow, too, she'll whomp you."

Lets just say pretty boy was silenced after that.