It's the day Lily's been waiting for for years! She is starting Hogwarts! But her brothers are being morons, and she feels hopelessly lost. The second generation was never told of Voldemort or the second war. The whole group of people from the HP books swore to keep their children from finding out the truth and being put into danger. The kids don't know their families' role in the war, or even where the true location was! But the remaining Death Eaters are still around, and their one last goal is to destroy what Harry Potter loves most- his family. Can Lily and her family discover the truth and protect themselves? This is Lily Luna Potter's first year.

Lily Luna: First Year

1. Morning Troubles

The hat was placed on the girls head. "A Potter!" it said, "First your grandfather, then your father, then your first and second brothers, and now you. Every single Potter I ever place seems to be a boy. Now there's you. Lily Luna Potter. Humph. I don't see in you what I saw in the rest of your family. No bravery whatsoever. You don't possess what it takes to be in any of the houses except for SLYTHERIN!" the hat screamed. The girl sat there, thinking her life was over.

No! This wasn't going to happen! It was all a dream! I would not be in Slytherin. James was finally getting to me. James! Albus! I had to wake them. It was time for the first day of school! The first day of my first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! I ran out of the room and into Albus' room to wake him. My brother was lying on the floor with his covers twisted up around him. I giggled. My brother- the wrecked one. Or at least on the night before the first day of school. I knelt down and shook him really hard. "Albus! Wake up!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

He blinked and rubbed his eyes. "Mmm. No! I'm not a Slytherin. I… Gryffindor… sorting hat… Stop James… I tell mum," he mumbled. I laughed and shook my brother again for good measure. "What! Hey! Bloody hell, what's happening?" he bolted upright and yelled. My brother- the crazy one. "Lily!" he said, noticing me, "Bloody hell, what'd you do that for? It's 6: 00 AM, for Merlin's sake!"

"Today's the start of term!" I yelled happily.

"But it's also six in the morning! For Merlin's sake, don't yell so loud! You'll wake the whole house! I'm almost certain mum and dad don't need such an early wake up call, as yesterday they had a very urgent mission and called us saying they'd be home at 3 in the morning!" Albus snapped angrily. Sheesh! My brother- the cranky one.

"Fine!" I huffed, "I'll go wake James, if you're going to be a twat." Then I stomped out the room and headed for James'.

Albus' room had been painted a soft green, with books stacked neatly on the white shelves. A few pictures of our family here and there, some letters from Albus' friends, his owl, Nip, his wand, and a few clumps of homework. James' room made it look like they weren't related. He had golden wall and a red ceiling. A Gryffindor banner was hung on his wall. A poster of the Chuddy Cannons was posted on the wall as well. His favorite band, Werewolf's Howl, was spread across the wall. His Nimbus 2060 was spread across the floor. His wand was on his mahogany nightstand. Piles of unfinished homework and books were tossed over the floor and different packages from Zonkos and Uncle George's shop were everywhere. His trunk was open in front of the wooden dresser and a bunch of clothes was randomly tossed in. Yup, James was not even close to neat. Stepping over the piles of clothes I made my way to James.

"Wake up James!" I yelled to him.

"Five more minutes! Mum! Don't slap me… C'mon Nora… want to go out… Mmm… thanks… that's nice… Mmm," James murmured. That was just disturbing. Remember how I said Albus was the crazy one? Never mind. It's definitely James.

"For Merlin's sake, wake up James! Before your murmuring becomes even nuttier!" I screamed in his ear.

Like Albus, James screamed at his awakening. "Lily! Are you mental!" he yelled and put his head back on the pillow. I was about to scream him awake again when he opened his eyes and grabbed my nightgown. "If you do that again, you're going to find your first day at Hogwarts with the Talantalegra curse being cast on you. Along with any other hex I can think of!" he threatened. It seems James is also surprisingly crankier than Albus.

"Fine! I'll go wake mum and dad then!" I snapped as he let go of me, "And I'll be sure to explain why my nightgown is wrecked while I'm at it!"

"I don't think so!" An angry Albus stood in the doorway. "You wake me up at six in the morning! Then you go tell James to get his bum out of bed, and now you're going to go wake our exhausted parents up, 3 hours after they fall asleep? What are you going to do? Wake the whole house, you stupid idiot girl with a brain smaller than Errol, grandma and grandpa's owl?" he fumed.

"For once we agree on something, Al," James smirked. I whimpered as Albus pointed his wand at me and James reached for his. I admitted it- I was sort of scared of what my two brothers would do to me for waking them up so early.

I wanted to apologize, but for some reason my mouth did not follow orders, "Someone's a cranky morning riser," I smirked. Albus looked at me, horrified. "I'd watch that mouth of yours. If you hex me I'll tell mum. Besides, no magic outside of school," I said coolly. What was I doing? Challenging my two brothers, the smarty pants third year and prank king fifth year. I knew James had been serious when he threatened me with the Tallantalegra being cast on me. Would my brothers turn on me? Would they leave me in the dark on my first day? Would I be a Slytherin? Would I be a squib? Would I have no friends? Would my parents disown me? Would I be bad at magic? Would I be expelled?

"Lily, you wont be any of those things," Albus assured me. I realized I'd said all this out loud.

"I'm scared!" I said to Albus.

"Go tell that to my sleepy face!" James complained, "I had barely any beauty sleep!" Albus glared at James and led me to my room.

My room was so much cozier than James and Albus'. With soft yellow walls it made the room look bright and happy. In the morning the sun faced its way, making it seem even brighter. I had a cherry blossom colored nightstand, desk, dresser, vanity, and wardrobe. A pink lamp stood on the nightstand and under it was The Standard Book of Spells: Grade One and a slender wand. 11 and ½ inches, cherry and dragon heartstring, excellent for charm work. Ollivander had said this was an amazing wand. I had some Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans and a few Pumpkin Pasties sitting on the desk, along with my quill and snowy white owl, Harpy. A nice Firebolt 3 broomstick sat in the corner. I wished I could take it with me. The Firebolt was still better than the Nimbus, no matter how many new models of the Nimbus came out. James always teased me for being a klutz, but we both knew I was an amazing flyer, and Seeker. Even better than James, hence the better broomstick. A poster of Sorcerer's Love, my favorite band, was spread across the wall. Right across from it was another poster of the Holyhead Harpies. My trunk lay open, with all my things folded neatly inside. The pink canopy swayed over my bed, and my Pygmy Puff named Roger sat on the dresser. This was my room. Cozy, neat, and, well, Lilyish.

Albus ordered me to sit in one of the two pink beanbag chairs, and I obediently plopped down. "Lily," Albus said, eying the room, "You like pink way too much." I giggled. "Anyway, let's talk about your little act this morning. To be clear, I understand you're excited, but if you do that again, well, I like the sound of a nice hex or two." I nodded at Albus' words. As Albus told me about what to look forward to, I thought about how great this year would be.