Chapter 1: Diagon Alley.

Hello. My name is Lily Merope Evans-Riddle. I'm 11 years old and recently found out I'm a witch. My parents are Lily Evans and James Riddle. I don't believe that is my fathers name though. I have one brother. His name is Harry. My parents? They're...they're dead. At least, according to Hagrid. I'm in Diagon Alley shopping for school supplies. I'm getting my books now. I reached out for the standard book of spells, grade one, when a girl with blonde hair like mine tried to get it at the same time.

"Sorry...I'll just go find another one." I said.

"No, it's fine. I'm Ginny. Ginny Weasley." She said.

"I'm Lily. Lily Evans-Riddle." I said, pulling a loose tuft of hair behind my ear.

"WOAH! YOURE LILY POTTER!" She exclaimed.

"No. Potter is my stepfather's name." I explained.

"Oh...do you want to be my friend?" Ginny asked.

"Sure!" I said.

"Still. You must have loads of friends." Ginny said.

"No. My cousin had a gang and EVERYONE was scared of them. Anyone they hated. Was hated." I explained.

"Wow. Oh, hey Luna!" Ginny said. A girl with coloured skin and black hair that was put up into a bun and glasses came over.

"Hi Ginny!" She said.

"This is my friend,Lily Evans-Riddle. Lily, this is my best friend Luna Lovegood.

"Woah...YOURE LILY POTTER!" She shouted.

"Do I hear my name?" My brother said.

"Shut up Harry. And no, my surname is Riddle." I said.

"Oh. We should get our robes." Luna suggested. We paid for our books and went to Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. Inside were two blond boys, twins, a man and a woman.

"Let's come back later. The Malfoys are in there." Ginny said.

"Don't care. Let's hex them!" I said excitedly.

"Yeah!" Luna shouted. We went in and started getting fitted.

"Hogwarts?" One of the boys said.

"Yeah. What's your name?" I asked.

"Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. That's my twin brother Scorpius and my parents Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy." Draco said. Harry chose this time to come in.

"I'm Lily. That idiot is my brother Harry." I said.

"Where are your parents?" He asked.

"Dead. My mother Lily was murdered by Voldemort. So was my father James Riddle." I explained.

"Who said your father's name was James?" He demanded.

"My aunt Petunia." I said.

"There was no James Riddle. Only a Tom Riddle." He said. "Washe your father?" He asked.

"Probably." I said, pulling my hair into a ponytail and revealing the scar on my forehead.

"Lily?" Lucius asked.

So I read my Philosophers Stone book and decided that it was WAY too short. So I'm re-writing the whole series. Love you guys❤️