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Lily Luna Potter- September 1, 2019

The fiery redhead near the center of the large group was waiting impatiently for Neville to show up already. But alas, her family friend was nowhere to be found. Instead, she anxiously glanced around the crowded Entrance Hall. There was a dark-skinned girl standing alone near the back, and Lily felt a pang of envy. What she wouldn't give for a second of peace and quiet without being bothered to get them an autograph from her father. It got annoying, really, having a famous dad, and the only people that could really relate somewhat were her brothers and Rose and Hugo.

Lily hated having a famous family. She didn't understand what was still so fascinating about the "Boy Who Lived". It was, after all, more than twenty years since Harry Potter had saved the world. Lily didn't see how it was so hard to move on after that, and why people insisted on living in the past. It was rather annoying to Lily to then have Al inform her that morning that "it'll just get worse". She didn't see how it could, but if it did than Lily would seriously consider quitting Hogwarts.

James had told her matter-of-factly that she had better get her act together before entering Hogwarts. He had said that everyone had been all over him for the first week before they eventually accepted him to be just a normal kid. He had insisted, despite her disagreements, that it would be the same for her. Al had added that even though she was the youngest, it wouldn't be any different. It hadn't been for him, and he wasn't the oldest. So Lily had gone into Hogwarts today distinctly disgruntled.

Lily had already experienced some of what her brothers had been talking about on the train, when some rabid Harry Potter fans had followed her. Eventually resorting to slamming the compartment door in their faces hadn't solved things for her either, as they just hung out by the door until she agreed to get his autograph for them.

But enough about that, she thought, deciding instead to think about what house she was likely to get sorted into. Well, for one thing, Lily knew that she was no Hufflepuff. She wasn't what one would call loyal, or hardworking, for she had a devious side to her nature. Next, she most likely wasn't a Slytherin, for she wasn't cunning or ambitious. Then, she was a somewhat possibility for Ravenclaw, but she didn't really love school. It was true that she found school to be useful, but it wasn't like it was an obsession of hers. Not like it was for Louis and Lucy, anyway. Or her aunt Hermione or her cousin Rose. That left Gryffindor. The house of the brave, courageous, and fun loving, as Lily saw it. The best house available at Hogwarts. The house that Lily's parents had been in. The house that both of her brothers called their own. The house that the majority of her cousins were in. The house that Albus Dumbledore had been in. The best house offered. And it would be all hers.

Lily walked along obediently behind Neville, finding herself to be standing next to Roxanne. She watched as all of the different students watched them walk past. It was odd to have every head craning in her direction, already knowing that she was the daughter of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley. They were watching her cousins too, knowing them to be related to her as well. It was rather annoying, really, to have people already obsessing about her. Lily decided to tune out and just wait until Neville called her name to be Sorted.

"Potter, Lily!" he called, and the redhead sauntered up to the hat, placing it delicately on top of her head.

"Well, well, well, a Potter, I see," a voice began wryly in her ear, but Lily was unfazed. "My, my, you certainly are the brave one, aren't you?"

Yeah, I guess, she thought, embarrassed. What, do the other people usually jump? Lily asked.

"Oh, yes they do," the hat said, chuckling. "Now, as for your house… Not Hufflepuff, nor Slytherin. You would do well in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, though."

Can I go in Gryffindor? She thought, screwing her eyes tight shut. I really hope that I can be with my brothers, and I just know that Hugo will go there too.

"Well, I think that Gryffindor would certainly be the best place for you. Just promise me that when your brothers anger you, they won't feel the wrath of your Bat-Bogey Hex," the hat pleaded.

Lily allowed herself a smirk. I can't make that promise.

The hat seemed to whimper as it shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!" Lily slid gracefully off the stool, shaking her head at the hat's oddness. As she sat down next to Rose to watch the rest of the Sorting Ceremony, it finally seemed as if those creepy fan girls didn't matter any more. She finally felt like she was where she needed to be, and that was what really mattered.

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