A/N: These are a collection of unsent letters between different characters. The first is a dialogue between Lily to Tuney, explaining her sorting, and her first night at Hogwarts.

Other letters will be, for example:

Ginny to Harry: Ginny's second year.

Sirius to Harry: at Harry's birth

Severus to Lily: 5th year

And now, for chapter one =]

Dear Tuney,

It is September 2nd and I have woken up two hours early out of pure excitement for my first day of class. The palace is magnificent. I know we left off on bad terms, but all I want right now is to share all of this with my sister. If its magic that makes you angry with me, than I will never use it around you, I swear.

I have so much to tell you, so much has occurred in such little time! There are these two mean horrible boys, and Severus and I have been separated, and- well, let me start begin at the beginning.

Allow me to tell you about the sorting. The sorting, I should explain, is how the house you reside in for the next 7 years will be decided upon. There are four houses.

Hufflepuff, representing loyalty.

Slytherin, representing great (or terrible) ambition.

Ravenclaw, representing "wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure"

And at last: Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart.

Now which of these four houses you are designated to is all dependent upon the sorting hat! Yes, you read right: THE SORTING HAT! A hat!

A torn, frayed, oversized old hat!

But before I even saw this hat, I saw the castle. After the train stationed we were huddled on boats, sailing fluidly across a great silver lake approaching this castle, the most beautiful castle I'd ever laid eyes upon. It glittered in the darkness as it loomed before us, hundreds of windows aglow with torches and candle light, and magic of course. There were towers reaching up towards the night sky with their pointed peaks, and behind the castle's monumental silhouette, was glorious half full moons gleaming in the distance like a beacon.

Once arriving inside the castle, we nervous, all standing together, glancing around, our eyes frantic and or palms sweaty.

I stood with Severus of course. But nearby were these two little BRATS we had met on the train. One had messy black hair, the other a smooth sort of arrogance to him, and they were only a few feet away from us, pointing and laughing. Have you ever heard of people so ungodly impolite?

They came up to us and put a toad down the back of Severus's robes. Now, you know Severus, and instead of flailing and shouting like most boys our age who have done, he merely yanked the toad from his robes, threw it on the ground and tried to step on it. A boy named Frank Longbottom was furious his toad was almost murdered. The two obnoxious boys responsible for the great toad-fiasco of my first night at Hogwarts were named James and Sirius. Sirius is a silly name, isn't it?

"You look like a toad!" Severus had snapped at James

"You smell like one!" James stuck out his tongue, "Slytherins shouldn't be a snake, they should be dirty toads!"

"My toad is NOT dirty!" Frank Longbottom argued sharply.

"Not as dirty as Snivellus's hair!" Sirius cut in, chuckling.

"My name is SEVERUS-"

"Snivellus the sniveling Slytherin-"

"What kind of a name is Sirius anyway? Sounds like a circus name-"

"Shut up, Snivellus, no one likes you but little miss redhead over here-"

"It's the first day how many people do YOU know?" I shot back

"More than one slimeball!" Sirius crossed his arms over his chest looking arrogant

But anyway, when a tall, severe looking woman approached us in the entrance hall where we stood on grand stone floors surrounded by shining suits of armor and high stained glass windows that seemed to emanate their own starlight, we all feel quiet under her harsh gaze. Her name was professor McGonagall and she did not look like a woman to cross.

We followed her into what might be the most beautiful room in existence. It is called the Great Hall.

There are four long tables for each of the four houses, and a high curved ceiling that instead of the same handsome stone that comprises the walls, it is enchanted to reflect the sky above it, and thus on this evening it glimmered with twinkling stars and semi-circle moon. There is a raised platform at the head of the hall where the teachers sat, and most importantly, in front of this platform stood a small stool and oversized hat, which I saw from a distance at the entrance of the Great Hall.

Professor Dumbledore, the kind headmaster stood before us, announcing the sorting was beginning. He has a crooked nose, half moon spectacles, and a long beard as white as snow! He's old, but possesses a sort of quiet strength. Merely being in his benign presence felt comforting, like a warm summers breeze.

But then, THE HAT BURST OUT INTO SONG! Yes, SONG! It sang to us, detailing the traits and attributes of each house. And let me tell you, they all sounded incredible. To be a loyal, hardworking Hufflepuff, or a brilliant, inspiring Ravenclaw would have made me positively delighted. But even better: to be a cunning, ambitious, and powerful Slytherin? How full of intruige! But the BEST, the one that sounded the very BEST was Gryffindor! To stand up, always, for what one believes in, to fight with valor and courage, how romantic and exciting it sounded!

Once the hat's brim had closed at the finale of its song, The severe woman, professor McGonagall who is head of Gryffindor, began reading off names.

And what silly names Witches and Wizards have! The first name was Yelena Abbott, and the sorting hat once again opened the brim of its hat and shouted "HUFFLEPUFF!"

Other silly names included Sirius, whose surname I was discovered was "Black". Not so strange, but his first name made up for it. And I heard him say he had cousins named Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Andromeda! Really? It made me laugh, I wish you could have heard it!

"Yeah, and they all got stuck in Slytherin, so watch me be next, I'll get to share a room with Snivellus the toad boy," Sirius rolled his eyes as he whispered to James in an under tone.

"Maybe you'll get lucky mate?" James shrugged just as Sirius was called up for sorting. I crossed my fingers the hat would just bite off his head, but alas he was sorted into Gryffindor after a moment of the hat's deliberation. James cheered raucously beside me and I stepped on his foot to shut him up, earning a glance of praise from Severus who stood beside me, looking confident.

I was so distracted by the silly names and the contagious exciting tension that filled the air, I almost didn't notice when we got to the D's, and then, I heard my name ringing throughout the hall.

I walked up anxiously, worrying I would trip on these long robes I am not yet accustomed to, in front of the whole school and then I'd be "tripping girl" for the next seven years. Because that would be just GREAT. I was so focused on walking with some air of grace I almost forgot to be nervous about the sorting, but the second I sat down on the little rickety stool I felt my heart beat speed up at a rate that must have been dangerous.

What if the sorting hat said I wasn't good enough for ANY of the houses?

But this fear was quelled quickly as I heard its mystical voice in my ear

"Look at you, how many traits you have!" The hat sounded contemplative, "You are a loyal girl, and hardworking, but that is not where your passion lies. You are intelligent, certainly, but again, wit and knowledge does not inspire you the way determination and bravery do…. So which is it, miss Evans, ambition or courage? Ah, I know. I am entirely certain that you have the true heart of a- GRYFFINDOR!"

The last word rang out for the hall to hear.

My legs felt numb as I walked over towards the house table adorned in red and gold, where the cheers had erupted from at the call of "Gryffindor!"

Sirius Black, to my disdain made room for me beside him, looking chipper, but I immediately turned my back to the little git: I do not have time for such immaturity as toad attacks.

To my aggravation his partner in crime Potter joined us shortly thereafter, but I wasn't focused on the sorting anymore, not after sitting down. I was looking at the faces around me, all smiling, all cheering for our new arrivals. Some looked alert, and focused on the sorting, other's patted their stomachs mumbling about food while whispering to their friends animatedly.

It was so strange to be somewhere so foreign and feel so at home.

Severus was, to my horror, sorted into Slytherin. I was horrified, for now we will not be in the same house. To be separated from my best friend is torture, especially when the company forced upon me is Sirius and James. I hate them already. And I have known them for about 12 hours. Its going to be a GREAT seven years.

Anyway, the sorting was ended with a speech from Professor Dumbledore that bid us words of welcome, and words of wisdom, and words of warning (We can't go into the forest at the edge of the grounds. Its even called the "Forbidden Forest")

And then we dined. It was a massive feast of pumpkin juice, and steak and kidney pie, and all sorts of berry tarts for dessert. There are a couple nice girls I met. Alice and Mary. But I missed Severus who was across the hall at the Slytherin table, chatting with an older boy, a prefect, making himself popular already. I was almost jealous of his instant acceptance and popularity, for he was chatting with prefects and I was awkwardly answering questions about being muggle-born.

"But…. How do you LIVE?" asked James curiously.

I ignored him.

"What do you do for lights without wands and spells?" Mary asked brightly and I was forced to explain about matches and electricity. I felt like a freak. I know you think knowing about electricity makes me the most normal of the bunch, but I felt like a freak.

Though everyone, besides James and Sirius, was lovely about my muggle upbringing.

Every house has a common room where we were lead by our prefects. The Gryffindor common room is behind a portrait, and you need a password to enter! Its atop one of the towers, and the view is stunning. Our beds in our dorms are canopies of scarlet and gold, the Gryffindor colors and everything is so beautiful and honestly enchanting.

Today begins classes, and I am thrilled. I have transfiguration first. That's one of the textbooks we bought at that magic village Diagon Alley! It should be exciting.

I plan on transfiguring Sirius's quill into a toad as soon as I learn how. I bet Severus and I will figure it out. He knows so much about magic already. I feel so behind, coming from a non-magical family here. Its strange because I felt I didn't belong among muggles, but now I don't REALLY belong here, not coming from non-magical blood.

But Severus insists it doesn't matter. He says I have more magic in my pinky than most witches have in their whole wand arms. I really hope he's right. Because I have quills to transfigure!

I should dress and get breakfast; I believe Mary and Alice are finally stirring. I'll write more soon.

I wish you were here, sharing it all with me.

I love you, Tuney.

Lily

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

I hope you enjoyed it! PLEASEEEE READ AND REVIEW. It means so much!

Coming up will be:

Lily to Tuney, 6th year.

James to Lily: 5th year.

Ginny to Harry: Ginny's second year.

Sirius to Harry: at Harry's birth

Severus to Lily: 5th year

Severus to Lily: 7th year

Lily to Severus: her wedding day

James to Sirius: at Harry's birth

Lucius to Severus: at Draco's birth

Bellatrix to Narcissa: Bellatrix's 7th year

Lupin to Harry: After the birth of Teddy Lupin

Draco to Harry: end of book 7

Ginny to Harry: her 6th year (time era of book 7)