Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with J.K Rowling. I'd be loaded if I did. However all of the O.Cs are mine.
Chapter One- Boarding School, like with the desks and uniforms?
This is my first fanfic so please review. It all makes sense eventually, so bear with me!
Lily Lovegood had lived all over the world, travelling with her mother, a freelance reporter who often wrote for Lily's grandfather's magazine 'The Quibbler'. However now Lily was sixteen, her mother had decided it was time for Lily to experience the lifestyle of a typical British schoolgirl before the chance passed her by.
The whole, sitting in desks, doing organised activity day in day out and on top of that wearing a uniform did not appeal to Lily in the slightest, yet she never backed down from a challenge and, two years of something she didn't want to do seemed that to her. She was to attend the same boarding school her mother had once attended: Hogwarts.
Lily had heard very little of the school, or anything concerning her mother's life in Britain, actually Lily knew nothing of her mother's life before her birth. It was all a mystery to her, and she was determined to find out all she could, someone had to know.
She had fallen asleep on her luggage trolley at Kings Cross station, waiting for her mother to finish her seemingly endless checklist. Lily awoke to see a large scarlet steam engine billowing into the station and her mother's obscure turnip earrings dangling in her face, as her mother attempted to wake her up.
Once securely in a compartment, and the final checklist had been made, her mother bade her farewell, saying she was going to visit Lily's grandfather, the only other family Lily knew of. She loved the old man, he was a complete eccentric, just like her mother, and sometimes she saw a little bit of it in herself, although she seemed to be a lot more down to earth, and for that, she was thankful.
Now her mother had departed, Lily was given the chance to contemplate her next stop: Hogwarts. The name was all she knew of the school, the rest was yet another in the list of mysteries she had yet to uncover and, as the train began its journey, she contemplated what was to come and what she may encounter.