She sat at the Ravenclaw table and continued to see the sorting.
She watched impassively as her table erupted into cheers when Harry Potter got sorted into her house.
She grimaced as Harry Potter sat timidly next to her. By Merlin, that boy looked about 9, not 11.
"Hi" said Harry
"Hello, I'm Lily"
"I-I -I'm Harry"
"I know"
"W-wh-why does everyone know me?
"Because you are the boy who lived"
"I'm what?"
Realization came to her he doesn't know- and he looks neglected- merlin…
"I'll explain in the common room. Okay?"
"K"
"now why don't you eat?"
"me? Eat?"
"yes" she said piling varieties of food on his plate.
He tried to protest but one glare from her- he started to eat.