Here's chapter two! All reviews are welcome (encouraged even) as long as they aren't flames. Constructive criticism is welcome, but don't make me cry. Thanks, loves!

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Nora Clark pushed her shoulder length, wavy, dark brown hair behind her ear, a nervous habit of hers, as her eyes darted around the platform. She pursed her lips and her eyebrows knitted together with worry.

"Dad, I'm not sure if I should go. Maybe this is a horrible idea. You could just homeschool me like we originally planned. What d'you say?" Nora looked at her father hopefully.

The middle aged man who shared his daughters wavy brown hair smiled kindly as he said, "Now Nora, if we did that, you'd be complaining as soon as we got home and would beg me to get you to Hogwarts in time for classes. We've got everything arranged with Headmaster Dumbledore. Everything will be fine. Don't worry, sweetheart. You can do this. I have faith in you."

"But Dad," Nora started, looking at him with frantic eyes. "What if-"

"No what-ifs, Nora Clark." Mr. Clark told her. "You're going and you're going to love it. Hogwarts is great, magical even!"

Mr. Clark grinned cheesily at his joke as Nora rolled her eyes at her father's antics, but smiled nonetheless.

"Besides," Mr. Clark added with a smirk. "Your trunk is already on the train and I's sure as hell not lugging that off and all the way back home."

Nora laughed as she leaned forward to hug her father. He put sat his head on top of hers as they embraced.

"Your mum would be so proud of you. She was always so excited to think about you going off to Hogwarts. I think she wanted you to go so badly she'd be happy even if you were sorted into Slytherin!"

"Let's hope that doesn't happen," Nora muttered as she pulled away and looked worried again.

"Honestly, Nora. Any house you get sorted into will be lucky to have you. Don't fret about it," Mr. Clark rubbed her arm in a comforting way before continuing. "Now you had better get on the train and find a seat before they leave you behind!"

Nora hugged her father tightly one more time before turning around and walking towards the Hogwarts Express.

"You'll be alright without me, won't you?" She asked as she turned around to look at him quickly. "You're not going to burn down the house trying to cook or anything?"

"I'll be fine, sweetheart. But I'll make sure to owl you if that happens."

Nora grinned at him before turning around one last time and clambering onto the train. She fiddled with the book in her hands as she peered into the compartments she passed. Somewhere in the middle she found an empty compartment, recently vacated by some 5th or 6th year looking boys who were running of to meet their recently discovered friends. Nora quickly went and sat down in the seat by the window.

She had no longer opened her book to her previous marking before the compartment door slammed open and a boy with greasy black hair that hung in his face stomped in ahead of a red-haired girl and took a seat across from Nora.

"Honestly, we've only been on the train a few minutes and those dolts are already rude. That's why you want to be in Slytherin with me, Lily, so that you don't end up with pricks like them." The boy slumped down in his seat as Nora stared wide eyed at him. The red-haired girl, whose eyes had been focused on the boy, suddenly noticed that there was someone sitting in their compartment.

She smiled as she apologized, "Sorry to barge in like that. There were some really rude boys in the original compartment we were in. Is it alright if we sit in here with you?"

"Sure!" Nora exclaimed, making the boy look out from under his curtain of hair. "I'd love that! I'm Nora, by the way, Nora Clark."

"Thanks! I'm Lily Evans and this is my friend, Severus Snape."

Severus looked up at Nora and gave a half smile, half grimace.

"Are you a first year too?" Questioned Lily as she took the seat next to Severus.

"Yep! I'm a little nervous about starting Hogwarts, especially the sorting ceremony," Nora admitted to her.

"I am too. I'm more excited about it than anything though," Lily said while bouncing a little in her seat. "I just found out about magic a couple of years ago. It was really exciting when I got my letter. My parents couldn't believe it!"

"Oh, are you muggleborn?" Nora asked curiously. She had met plenty of muggles before, but never had she met a muggleborn witch.

"Yes, I am," Lily looked over at Severus as she continued. "Sev here was the one who told me I was a witch in the first place."

Severus looked at her and genuinely smiled. It was evident to Nora that he was very fond of Lily.

"That's really neat. So, do you know a lot about magic?"

Lily, Nora, and, eventually, Snape continued to have a pleasant conversation together the whole train ride to school. They discussed houses and Severus was relieved when Nora said she didn't mind which house she was placed in, even if she did have a favorite, Gryffindor. Soon enough, the train came to a stop and the three first years left the train to see a giant, hairy, man yelling for all the first years to follow him towards the boats…