Chapter 2

Lily woke feeling excited, for a moment she couldn't remember why. It then hit her that she was going to Hogwarts!
She smiled too herself, she would miss her parents when she was gone but the prospect of Hogwarts castle was mesmerising.
She looked at her bedroom wall where she had pinned a chart counting down the days left until she'd board the Scarlett steam engine and be whisked away to Hogwarts.
She decided to wake her parents, today they were trekking to Diagon alley with the Weasleys and she was excited. She'd been before to purchase Albus and James' school things but this time it was different, it was her things they'd be buying. Uncle George had promised he'd stock her and Hugo up with merchandise from his joke shop; Weasleys wizard wheezes. Lily liked Uncle George; he was funny and mischievous, just like her. George was a twin, but Fred had been murdered in battle, attempting to defeat Voldemort. She wished he was still alive; it would be brilliant having two Uncles like George.
She entered her parents room.
"Mum, dad." She called.
Her father sat up, his hair tousled.
"Give me a moment Lily, I'm shattered." He muttered.
She nodded and crept out the room, wondering how to entertain herself.
She decided she'd see if Albus was awake.
"Al." She whispered as she crept into her brother's bedroom.
"Lily." He replied, rolling over to look at her. "What's up?"
She clambered onto his bed.

"What's Hogwarts like Al?" She questioned.
He smiled up at her.
"It's great Lily, the foods amazing. We eat in the great hall and at the sorting ceremony we have a huge feast with all different types of food, it's delicious." He said.
She nodded.
"How do you get sorted, exactly?" She questioned.
She'd been told by her mother and father you had to wear some sort of hat that chose your house.
"Well they have an extremely old hat that belonged to the founders of Hogwarts, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor. When they died they enchanted the hat so it could hear your thoughts and decide which house would suit you 'll probably be in Gryffindor." He said, without taking breath.
She smiled at him.
"Don't listen to James, he'll tell you all sorts of stories to wind you up." Albus advised.
"I won't." She agreed.

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"Come on Dad, hurry." Moaned Hugo.
Ron looked at his son, remembering how desperate he had been to go to Diagon alley when he turned eleven.
He smiled, knowing how embarrassed he had been of his second hand robes and his brothers old wand, smiling at the thought that his son and
daughter did not have to face the chagrin of this.
"We are not meeting the Potters for another fifteen minutes Hugo, we won't be late." Reassured Ron.
Hermione smiled at her husband.
"Come on dad." Hugo continued, panicked.
Ron sighed.
"There, I'm ready." He said, pushing a comb through his bright red hair.
Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.
"You'll look great wearing that." She said, smiling.
He looked down at his maroon pyjamas.

"Damn; were going to be late!" Ron exclaimed before charging into his room to change.
When he emerged ten minutes later, clothed in red robes which clashed horribly with his hair , Hugo was panicking.
"Dad, were going to be late. What if they go home? What if I have to go to school with no wand or robes?" He cried.
Ron put his hand on Hugo's shoulder.
"Calm down Hugo. We won't be late." He said reassuringly before leading his son to the living room. The room was small but cosy.
Papered with a flowery pattern. Hermione had purchased beautiful mauve chairs. Purple flowers always filled cream vase's which were placed
upon the huge fireplace which always burnt, filling the room with light and warmth. A pot placed upon the fireplace held Floo powder.
Ron grasped the pot and held it to Hermione. She took a pinch and dropped it in the fire which suddenly glowed a bright green.
She stepped wilfully into the flames which did not burn her.

"Diagon alley" She said confidently
She disappeared.
"Now you go Rose." Ron said softly.
Rose also took a handful of Floo powder.
She too stepped confidently into the green flames, they licked at her body, leaping up her arms but she did not feel any discomfort.
"Diagon alley" She said.
She too vanished.
"Your go then Hugo." Said Ron, passing him the pot of Floo powder.