Author's Note: Hey! This is the second chapter of this story and I'm currently writing the third one. Please review and have fun!

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Dear mum, daddy,

I'm sorry I haven't written to you yet, but time passed so quickly! I've spent the whole day yesterday talking to these girls, with whom I share my dormitory. They are quite nice, not at all like uncle Ron told me slytherins are like. Oh, I almost forgot to mention, I've been sorted into Slytherin! James and Albus are fine now, but you should've seen their faces, mum, it was priceless.

The girls have welcomed me warmly and I think I'll be great friends with them. Their names are Ebony Westwood and Eliza Lopez. They are not prejudiced at all; Eliza is even a muggle-born! Ebony is pureblood though, but she says only her grandfather really cares. When I told them my name, they didn't ask me anything about you, just what it was like to have such a big family. I'm starting to think not everyone cares about a reputation and fame.

At my sorting, everyone quieted down when I was called. They all expected me to be sorted into Gryffindor right away, but my sorting actually took a while. When I was made a slytherin, no one clapped, but this one boy. His name is Scorpius Malfoy, and he isn't bad either. He showed me around and said that if I ever needed help, he'd be there.

Love,

Lily

"Lily! Wake up! There are only 30 minutes left 'till breakfast!" Eliza yelled at me. Was it going to be like this the rest of the year? And the follow- wait, did she say 30 minutes?

"Okay, I'm awake, there's no need to shout!" I yawned, stretched and took off to the showers. We're lucky there are only three girls this year, so we won't have to wait on each other. There are exactly enough showers to use at the same time.

Upon my return, I saw Ebony combing her beautifully straight hair, which suited her name. Eliza was busy rummaging around in her trunk, rather frantically, if you ask me.

"Eliza, what are you looking for?"

Sighing, the other girl answered, "a matching pair of socks, of course. The divorce rate among them is unbelievably high, you know?" Tossing her curly, light brown hair over her tan shoulder, she let out a chuckle.

"Just wear two different ones, then" Ebony told her, "what's life without a little risk?"

"Oh, you're right. Well, I suppose we could go down now, I'm starving!'

Really? I'm thinking I'll like these girls way more than originally planned, back home. Slytherin isn't that bad, the people are awesome, and, come on, my housemates just joked about socks and it was funny. How can you not like people that can make socks sound hilarious?

"Lily, come on! We're waiting!" Eliza is really loud, though.

Breakfast and lessons passed quickly that first day and soon I found myself and my new friends seated in the library, writing a potions essay on bouncing spider juice and the effects of it on certain potions.

"Potions is now officially my new most hated subject." I groaned and banged my head against the table.

"Now, you can't say that after just one lesson, can you?" I looked up to see a smirking Scorpius walking past.

When I looked back at the table, Ebony was eyeing my suspiciously, while Eliza was grinning. I just raised one eyebrow, waiting for them to speak.

"Who's that?"

"Scorpius. Malfoy."

Wait a second, why did I hesitate to say his last name, this is not my family, they won't judge.

"That boy, he was Scorpius? He's cute! How do you know him?"

"Wow, Ebony, calm down. I met him at the sorting, okay?"

Eliza spoke up, too, "tell us everything. Now."

And at that command, I launched into a fully detailed story about my short but pleasant meeting with Scorpius.