Playing in someone else fiction if you want compensation, you can have a coffee or tea, but you have to bring your own biscuits.

This is version one out of three. This version will be used for spare parts for the new story. Chapter nine is the start of version two and chapter 12 is version three. Please tell me which version you like the most.

Lily Potter was thinking about the sorting of this year.

While sitting at the head table she knew that most students found a home in their house.

She had sent her own daughter of this morning.

She and James where happy that their baby girl stepped on the train.

She might be the girl who lived.

But there was one person missing. And Lily missed her with her whole heart.

Hazel with her emerald green eye's

Lily clapped for every student cunning snake, daring badger, wise raven and bold Griffin. Every student had it place it didn't matter where they would go

Then she heard a name that made her frown.

Evans, Hazel

A relative and Dumbledore had not informed her she frowned.

A girl that looked like a female James wearing boy clothes that looked like their where worn by a human whale walked to the stool and Minerva placed the hat on her head.,

Lily was confused she had only two living relatives on the Evans side of the family where, Petunia and Dudley.

But this girl was a carbon copy of James minus the eye they were all like her own green eyes.

Was she from across the pond? She did not know about relatives there.

And she looked like James and knowing her husband he would not cheat on her and the girl's eye's where like her own emerald green.

She looked at the headmaster and after seeing his twinkling eyes she was at peace this was not a relative. Just a girl with the same name. all was good.

The hat shouted: "Slytherin"

She clapped for the girl that placed the hat on the stool and walked to the table of the green and silver.

Somewhere in the back of her mind their where questions raised.

Potter, Dorea,

Her daughter sat on the stool and conversed with the hat.

"hufflepuf" the hat declared.

Her daughter walked over to the table of the badgers, being welcomed by loud cheers.

Lily cheered with the hufflepuff house. Dorea might be a badger but she was her badger. No child of her would dislike someone because they preferred other qualities.

While she was sad that her daughter did not became a lion

She knew that Dorea would find friends in the badgers nest

When the sorting was over her eyes met the young James look a like

The girl raised her goblet in a salute, Lily responded in kind

While she was not her daughter Lily knew the girl would go far

After all Albus never lies she thought. And she looked at the ancient headmaster and saw his twinkling eyes, And she knew everything was good.

I Always get a wrong feeling with the wrong C.w.l. stories that make Lily and James bullies to one of their own children.

Making them forget their other child is always plausible.

I am not a perfect writer I am a sage give me time and i give you a good story

I rather would be in a pub telling stories but I hope you enjoyed this story.