hey everyone, I'm sure you probably all think I have died. I am still alive only i have had writers block for quite a while. I was going through my hard drive deleting some things and came across this. I have just edited some of the content and the edits don't change the story in anyway. I am going to edit the other chapters and hopefully start writing this again. I should have the next new chapter of the series out by the 30th (hopefully). R&R please, i am glad of constructive criticism.
I am Lilly Luna Potter, and you could say I have a lot to live up Mum was the captain of the Holyhead Harpies (the only all female Quidditch team), add that to the fact that my Dad was one of the youngest Quidditch players in over a centuary. Due to this I have come to the conclusion that I have a lot to live up to, and this only is only analyisng sport.
My Dad as you probably know is the head of the Auror Office at the Ministry of Magic. He also defeated the most evil wizard of all time, Lord Voldermort. I have been known under many different names including, Harry Potter's daughter, James and Al's little sister, and because of this a lot is expected of me.
I am currently standing on the bustling platform nine and three-quarters. I was leaving for my seventh and last year of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Little did I know the adventures I would have in the comming year.
"Bye Mum." I said simply with a small grin on my face. "I will write!" I told her with such conviction in my voice even I believed it. She just raised her eyebrows knowing that the odds of me actually writing were very low. Well unless I needed help, with something which is very rare.
"I know you won't write, but I do expect you home for Christmas!" She told me an accepting smile on her face, i was slightly upset at this, as it would be my last year at Hogwarts I would not be able to stay over at Christmas again. "and when you do come I want to hear more about your school term than I did last year! Work, Work and more work! You need to live a little!" as my Mum gave me this advice I knew I wouldn't take, well unless forced which is pretty difficult when you are at leat three hundred miles away. I just nodded along however knowing my Mum would be offended if I didn't. I hugged her and moved to say goodbye to my Dad.
"You know I am happy you don't have stories other than work on one level. At least you don't have the stories me and your Mum have. But one story without work would be nice." he whispered into my ear while I was hugging him. It wasn't often Dad gave me advice. So I knew when he offered it not to ignore it. I nodded after he let me go.
"Hey will you say bye to the guys for me. Although they annoy me to no end, I still love them." both of my parents smiled as I looked over my shoulder walking to the e ver gleaming Hogwarts Express. I boarded the train off to another year at Hogwarts. Only this year I would be Head Girl so got my own dorm and common room, well it was with the Head Boy who had apparently not been picked yet, for reasons beyond my extensive comprehension.
When we arrived I sat down at my house table. Alone. Well apart from the family members that were left. There was Molly and Lucy. Who were twins in my year, that was about it. But I was always the quiet family member so I didn't fit in that well. I was a little like Percy only I did get involed within the family life and didn't shut myself up in my bedroom over summer.
After the feast I entered my new common room, and suddenly became a little confused. There was someone sitting watching the flames of the fire in the grate. But no one else was supposed to be in here.
"hi?" I asked I could hear the nervousness in my voice. "Who are you?" I asked trying not to offend the person but not knowing how I could be tactful enough not to.
"Hello Ginny what are you doing in here?" I have heard that I look a lot like my Mum before, but have never been mistaken for her.
"I'm Lilly. Lilly Potter" I said trying not to be offended at the fact he thought I was my Mum, I didn't look that old did I?
His eyes went wide and he started apologising.
"But I thought Harry didn't have any relatives left?" he said and turned to look at me. I had to make sure I wasn't dreaming. He was gorgeous.
"Who are you?" I asked him, suddenly worried for the welfare of my family.
"I'm Cedric Diggory."