Eleven-year-old Lily Abigail Potter stared at her reflection in the mirror. Today was the
day when she was going to board the Hogwarts Express for the first time, and she wanted to look her best. Her reflection showed her long locks of silky red hair, that fell in curls almost to her elbows. Her big eyes were a light, golden brown, with little specks of shocking emerald. She was the perfect mix of her mother Ginny, and her grandmother and namesake, Lily.
Stepping away from the mirror, Lily looked around her average sized room. Her bed was made neatly, and the early morning sun shining through her blinds cast little slivers of yellow light across her bed and onto the white carpet. Posters of her favorite Quittitch team, the Chudley Cannons, and pictures of her friends in family were plastered all over the light pink walls.
In front of her bed, sat her trunk, packed with everything she would need for her first year at Hogwarts. Spell books, ink, quills, parchment, a potions set, clean under clothes and robes, and tons of other things that Ginny insisted that she should bring. On top of the trunk, was a pet carrier, which was inhabited by her beloved cat, Lacie. Lacie was a beautiful, all-white kitten with piercing bright blue eyes. The cat, only a few month's old, was a happy and curious kitten, who loved to explore.
The sound of two pairs of feet rushing down the hall was the signal that her two older brothers, James and Albus were awake. Though James was fourteen, and Al thirteen, they still acted a little childish at times, like when they raced each other down to breakfast.
Lily rolled her eyes, and then checked to make sure her wand was still safely fastened in the pocket of her jeans. Her wand was her favorite magical possession she had. Ten inches, holly wood, with hair of the unicorn. When she felt that it was safely in place, she smiled, grabbed her trunk, and cat carrier, and headed down the stairs to the kitchen.
The kitchen was a beautiful room. The walls were painted a light mint-green. The floors were hard wood, and always sparkly clean. Over to the left of the room was the stove, sink, and refrigerator, and next to that was a long counter. In the center of the room was a dark-wooden table, with eight chairs around it.
She saw that she was the last one to enter the kitchen that morning. Her father, Harry sat at the head of the table, sipping his tea, and reading the Daily Prophet. Her mother Ginny, was standing at the stove, supervising the scrambled eggs that were cooking themselves.
"Look who decided to join us!" joked James as Lily sat at the table and grabbed a piece of toast.
James sat across from Al, wolfing down a piece of toast. James was a nice mix of his mother and father. He had Harry's untidy black hair, but his mothers brown eyes, and no need for glasses. Al, on the other hand, was a spitting image of his father, with the black untidy hair, and shocking emerald eyes that hid behind glasses.
"Morning dear!" exclaimed Ginny from the stove.
"Morning, Mum." Lily replied.
"Are you excited for your first day?" asked Harry, setting down the newspaper.
"Yes. And a bit nervous, too." She admitted.
But she wasn't just a bit nervous. She was very nervous. Sure, she knew all about Hogwarts from her parents, brothers, and friends, but she was still nervous. What if she wasn't put in Gryffindor? Sure, she wouldn't mind possibly being a Ravenclaw, but her whole family had been in Gryffindor.
"Its natural to be nervous honey." Ginny said as she sent the vat of scrambled eggs over to the table. It landed directly in the middle, and before Lily could reach for the spoon to serve herself, James had snatched it away. He helped himself to a large portion, before passing the spoon back to Lily. Lily only scooped a little bit onto her plate, because she didn't want to eat to much and make her nerves worse.
"And you'll be in the same year as Hugo." Harry added, taking a bite of his breakfast.
"That's right." Al chimed in.
Forty-five minutes later, the Potter family, three large trunks, Lily's cat, James' owl, and Al's owl were all piled into their car. Butterflies swarmed around in Lily's stomach as they got closer and closer to the train station. When they finally arrived, they parked the car, and Ginny passed out their tickets.
"Now remember dears- " Ginny started
"Don't lose you're ticket." James and Al said at the same time, in a mocking tone.
Everyone in the car gave a small laugh. Then they all got out of the car, grabbed their respective luggage, and entered the train station. The station was no big deal to Lily. She had been there several times to see her brothers off, but this was the first time ever that she was not going to be leaving without them.
With twenty minutes before the train was due to depart, the Potters took their time walking through the station, looking for people they knew. When they arrived at the wall of platforms nine and ten, they all got in line. First to go through was James, who was followed by Al. Then it was Lily's turn. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, and ran straight at the wall, entering platform nine and three quarters.