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"Bye!"
Lily waved one last goodbye to her parents as they pulled away from the curb after letting her out at King's Cross station. (Petunia of course had refused to come.)
Because Tom had said Muggles were not allowed inside the platform, Lily's mother and father had decided to let her go alone to the station.
Tom had also told Lily how to enter Platform 9 3/4, by running directly into the barrier between platforms 9 and 10.
Lily pushed her trolley, which held her trunk, her carry on bag, and the cage that contained her new light brown owl, towards those two platforms.
When she arrived at the barrier, she took a deep breath and ran towards it. Lily kept her eyes wide open, in case something went wrong. Nothing did.
Just as she thought she was about to crash, Lily passed right through the solid looking barrier. She looked around herself in amazement, much like she had in Diagon Alley.
Right in front of her was a huge scarlet train, with the words 'Hogwarts Express' written above it. People of all ages, wearing robes or muggle clothing, bustled around her. Students were busy loading their trunks onto the trains many compartments.
Slowly Lily pushed her trolley to the side and picked up her belongings. She balanced her owl's cage, which she hadn't thought up a name for, on her trunk and started struggling through the crowd to reach the train.
She had to stop, halfway there, to catch her breath. As she sat down heavily on her trunk, a boy appeared at her side. He had sandy brown hair, trusting grey eyes, and was a few inches taller than her own 5' 3.
"Need some help?" he offered.
Lily nodded gratefully, and bent to lift the trunk so the boy could grasp an end.
As soon as they had the trunk safely on board, they boy turned to Lily and introduced himself.
"I'm Remus Lupin," he said, stretching out his hand.
Lily took his hand and shook it. "Lily Evans," she replied, smiling at Remus' kindness.
"Do you have a place to sit?" he asked.
Lily shook her head.
"No, not yet. I just got here a little while ago," she replied.
"Do you wanna sit with me and my friends? We have a compartment down at the end."
Lily, grinning, accepted, and the two of them started to make their way back through the hundreds of people packed onto the small station.
"Are you a first year? I am," Remus said breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Yep, and I know nothing about the magical world," she said sheepishly.
"Oh, you're a muggle-born. Well, it's not hard to understand, for the most part. I'm a half and half. My mum was a witch, my dad a muggle." He said.
After a few minutes, they reached their compartment. Remus pushed open the door and stepped inside. Lily followed.
Inside were three boys. The one nearest to the door had bright blue eyes, a tall, thin body, and jet-black hair that looked like it had never been combed once.
The boy next boy could have been the first boy's twin, except for the fact that he had dark, mischievous eyes and much neater black hair.
The last boy was nothing like the other two. He had light brown hair and light brown eyes. He had a short, squat body and looked like the type of boy that bullies picked on.
Remus introduced the first boy as James Potter. His "twin" was Sirius Black and the last boy was Peter Pettigrew. Remus then told them all her name and she politely said hello to them all.
When Remus told them he had invited Lily to sit with them, James began whining.
"Remus! Now we can't plan our pranks without her hearing them. And then she'll go straight to a teacher and rat on us! Just like your sister, Sirius! All girls are alike. Airheads and wimps!"
With each word that had left James' mouth, Lily had grown angrier and angrier. She now strode to where James was sitting and punched him across the head as hard as she could. Lily then furiously grabbed her belongings and stormed from the room.
The boys looked at each other in shock, then at James, who had fallen of his seat and was rubbing his cheek, staring at the door in wonder.
Sirius grinned. "That's gonna leave a mark!" he said then fell to the floor laughing uncontrollably.
"Don't think she's much of a wimp!" Peter somehow choked out; he was laughing so hard.
"I think you've met your match there, James," Remus said, chuckling.
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Lily found an empty compartment and sat down in a huff, furious. How dare that boy, what was his name? Potter. How dare Potter call her an airhead. And a wimp! She was tougher than most of the boys at her muggle school!
Lily looked up as she heard a noise at the door. It opened, and two girls fell into the room, giggling.
The raven-haired girl noticed Lily.
"Oh, hello! Are you a first year?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm Lily Evans," Lily answered, getting to her feet.
"I'm Samantha Longsworth, Sam for short, and this is my cousin Christine." She gestured towards the brunette who was still grinning. "We both have the same last name."
Christine and Lily greeted each other, and the three began talking. Soon they became fast friends. About ten minutes later, a tall blond, who softly opened the door and peeked in, interrupted their conversation.
"Hello," she said, smiling uncertainly. "Would it be all right if I sit with you? Everywhere else is full."
Lily smiled. "Sure. Are you a first year?" she asked when returned her smile gratefully and sat next to Lily.
"Yes, I'm Elaine Wilson. I'm a muggle born so I was quite surprised when I got my letter."
After a while, an old lady came by with a cart of food. Lily and Elaine were intrigued by all the different kinds of sweets. They each bought a bit of everything.
Lily learned that the Longsworths were an old wizarding family.
"I bet you already know lots of magic," Elaine said mournfully.
"Actually, no not really. Were not allowed to do magic, except for in school." Sam answered, her brown eyes twinkling to show that she ignored this rule.
"What I'm really worried about is how we're sorted," said Elaine looking concerned. "I met a boy at the platform, and he said it was incredibly painful. I think he was joking, but he looked pretty serious."
Lily looked scared at this, but Christine laughed.
"Nonsense! All you have to do is try on a hat. My sister told me. She graduated last year."
This talk continued on until they heard a magnified voice come from the front of the train.
"We are nearing Hogsmeade Village. Please be changed into your school robes and have your belongings together by the time we arrive. Thank you for your attention."
The four girls looked at each other excitedly. They quickly changed into their robes and sat nervously. Finally, the train pulled to a stop.
Students poured from their compartments and off the train. A loud, booming voice was calling "Firs' years over 'ere!"
Lily and her friends turned to see a huge man dressed in moleskins. He had a wildly tangled beard that almost reached his.
"I've heard of him!" Christine whispered. "His name's Hagrid. He's the groundskeeper of Hogwarts."
The group of first years, including James, to Lily's disgust, followed Hagrid to the edge of a large, deep lake. Tied to the bank was a small fleet of boats.
"Only four to a boat!" the giant of a man shouted.
The girls quickly claimed a boat. As soon as everyone was aboard, the boats set off. When they rounded a corner there was a gasp of delight from almost every person there.
In the distance was a huge castle, its bright lights twinkling against the night sky.
The boats reached the far bank and deposited the first years on the soft damp grass. Everyone began the short walk to the front of the castle. When they all arrived, Hagrid lifted his huge hands and knocked three blows to the door.
The door was answered immediately by a middle-aged stern looking woman.
"There ya go, Professor. I got all of 'em," Hagrid greeted the woman.
"Thank you Hagrid, I will take it from here." She turned to the first years.
"My name is Professor McGonagall. I am Deputy Headmistress and the Transfiguration teacher here at Hogwarts. Before I lead you into the Great Hall to be sorted, I will tell you a bit about the houses. Griffindor is represented by a lion. Griffindors are known for their bravery. Ravenclaw is represented by an eagle. Ravenclaws are known for their cleverness. Hufflepuff is represented by a badger. Hufflepuffs are known for being loyal and wise. Slytherin is represented by a snake. Slytherins are known for being cunning.
Each house has its great history. I wish each of you good luck. Now follow me."
Professor McGonagall headed for the large doors that hid the great hall from the first years. She opened the doors and started through them.
The first years lined up at the front of the room. Professor McGonagall disappeared for a few moments then appeared back with a four-legged stool and an old patched and frayed pointed wizards hat. She put the stool down and placed the hat on it.
Lily watched the hat cautiously, and to her surprise, it began to sing!
Then Lily understood. You would try on the hat and it would tell you what house you belong to.
Professor McGonagall now stepped forward with a roll of parchment in her hands.
"When I call out your name, come forward and place the hat on your head."
"Aterium, Nancy!"
A brunette at the end of the line hurried forward and put the hat on her head.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" it shouted.
"Black, Sirius!"
Sirius ran forward and eagerly jammed the hat on his head.
"GRIFFINDOR!"
This went on until-
"Evans, Lily!"
Lily stumbled forward and picked up the hat. It had barely touched the tip of her head when it shouted-
"GRIFFINDOR!"
Lily sighed with relief and sat down next to Sirius, who had been waving to her from the wildly cheering table.
A few minutes later, Christine's name was called.
"GRIFFINDOR!"
Sam also was sorted into Griffindor. They ran to their table and sat next to Lily.
Remus was called next
Lily watched anxiously, hoping he would be in Griffindor.
"GRIFFINDOR!"
Lily again sighed with relief and applauded loudly.
A few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were sorted, then Peter, into Griffindor, and then it was James turn.
Under her breath, Lily was muttering,"Not in Griffindor. Anywhere but Griffindor," but to no avail.
Like Lily, the Sorting hat had barely touched James' head before it proclaimed him a Griffindor. Lily moaned and slumped down in her seat.
Sirius grinned. "What? You don't like sweet little Jamsie? By the way, you have a really good arm. James was moaning for hours."
"Good," Lily mumbled under her breath.
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An hour later, the feast had begun. Elaine, or Elly, had also been Sorted into Griffindor. A greasy kid named Snape, according to James, had been sorted into Slytherin. He and James seemed to hate each other.
Lily was stuffed, but James and Sirius were still going strong.
"Where do you keep all that food?" asked Sam, staring at them, though she had eaten almost as much.
The boys didn't answer her, just kept on plowing through their food.
Finally, the food was cleared from the plates and Professor Dumbledore got to his feet.
"Welcome! A new school year has begun! Because if the late hour I will postpone giving you announcements until tomorrow. First years, please follow your prefects to your separate houses. Goodnight to you all!" he finished.
The first years trailed after their blonde-haired prefect. As they walked along, the four girls exchanged a look. It was going to bean exciting year.
No reviews? I'm hurt! Not really, actually. I know that hardly anyone reviews 1 or 2 chapter stories.
Anyways, on with the story!
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"Bye!"
Lily waved one last goodbye to her parents as they pulled away from the curb after letting her out at King's Cross station. (Petunia of course had refused to come.)
Because Tom had said Muggles were not allowed inside the platform, Lily's mother and father had decided to let her go alone to the station.
Tom had also told Lily how to enter Platform 9 3/4, by running directly into the barrier between platforms 9 and 10.
Lily pushed her trolley, which held her trunk, her carry on bag, and the cage that contained her new light brown owl, towards those two platforms.
When she arrived at the barrier, she took a deep breath and ran towards it. Lily kept her eyes wide open, in case something went wrong. Nothing did.
Just as she thought she was about to crash, Lily passed right through the solid looking barrier. She looked around herself in amazement, much like she had in Diagon Alley.
Right in front of her was a huge scarlet train, with the words 'Hogwarts Express' written above it. People of all ages, wearing robes or muggle clothing, bustled around her. Students were busy loading their trunks onto the trains many compartments.
Slowly Lily pushed her trolley to the side and picked up her belongings. She balanced her owl's cage, which she hadn't thought up a name for, on her trunk and started struggling through the crowd to reach the train.
She had to stop, halfway there, to catch her breath. As she sat down heavily on her trunk, a boy appeared at her side. He had sandy brown hair, trusting grey eyes, and was a few inches taller than her own 5' 3.
"Need some help?" he offered.
Lily nodded gratefully, and bent to lift the trunk so the boy could grasp an end.
As soon as they had the trunk safely on board, they boy turned to Lily and introduced himself.
"I'm Remus Lupin," he said, stretching out his hand.
Lily took his hand and shook it. "Lily Evans," she replied, smiling at Remus' kindness.
"Do you have a place to sit?" he asked.
Lily shook her head.
"No, not yet. I just got here a little while ago," she replied.
"Do you wanna sit with me and my friends? We have a compartment down at the end."
Lily, grinning, accepted, and the two of them started to make their way back through the hundreds of people packed onto the small station.
"Are you a first year? I am," Remus said breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Yep, and I know nothing about the magical world," she said sheepishly.
"Oh, you're a muggle-born. Well, it's not hard to understand, for the most part. I'm a half and half. My mum was a witch, my dad a muggle." He said.
After a few minutes, they reached their compartment. Remus pushed open the door and stepped inside. Lily followed.
Inside were three boys. The one nearest to the door had bright blue eyes, a tall, thin body, and jet-black hair that looked like it had never been combed once.
The boy next boy could have been the first boy's twin, except for the fact that he had dark, mischievous eyes and much neater black hair.
The last boy was nothing like the other two. He had light brown hair and light brown eyes. He had a short, squat body and looked like the type of boy that bullies picked on.
Remus introduced the first boy as James Potter. His "twin" was Sirius Black and the last boy was Peter Pettigrew. Remus then told them all her name and she politely said hello to them all.
When Remus told them he had invited Lily to sit with them, James began whining.
"Remus! Now we can't plan our pranks without her hearing them. And then she'll go straight to a teacher and rat on us! Just like your sister, Sirius! All girls are alike. Airheads and wimps!"
With each word that had left James' mouth, Lily had grown angrier and angrier. She now strode to where James was sitting and punched him across the head as hard as she could. Lily then furiously grabbed her belongings and stormed from the room.
The boys looked at each other in shock, then at James, who had fallen of his seat and was rubbing his cheek, staring at the door in wonder.
Sirius grinned. "That's gonna leave a mark!" he said then fell to the floor laughing uncontrollably.
"Don't think she's much of a wimp!" Peter somehow choked out; he was laughing so hard.
"I think you've met your match there, James," Remus said, chuckling.
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Lily found an empty compartment and sat down in a huff, furious. How dare that boy, what was his name? Potter. How dare Potter call her an airhead. And a wimp! She was tougher than most of the boys at her muggle school!
Lily looked up as she heard a noise at the door. It opened, and two girls fell into the room, giggling.
The raven-haired girl noticed Lily.
"Oh, hello! Are you a first year?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm Lily Evans," Lily answered, getting to her feet.
"I'm Samantha Longsworth, Sam for short, and this is my cousin Christine." She gestured towards the brunette who was still grinning. "We both have the same last name."
Christine and Lily greeted each other, and the three began talking. Soon they became fast friends. About ten minutes later, a tall blond, who softly opened the door and peeked in, interrupted their conversation.
"Hello," she said, smiling uncertainly. "Would it be all right if I sit with you? Everywhere else is full."
Lily smiled. "Sure. Are you a first year?" she asked when returned her smile gratefully and sat next to Lily.
"Yes, I'm Elaine Wilson. I'm a muggle born so I was quite surprised when I got my letter."
After a while, an old lady came by with a cart of food. Lily and Elaine were intrigued by all the different kinds of sweets. They each bought a bit of everything.
Lily learned that the Longsworths were an old wizarding family.
"I bet you already know lots of magic," Elaine said mournfully.
"Actually, no not really. Were not allowed to do magic, except for in school." Sam answered, her brown eyes twinkling to show that she ignored this rule.
"What I'm really worried about is how we're sorted," said Elaine looking concerned. "I met a boy at the platform, and he said it was incredibly painful. I think he was joking, but he looked pretty serious."
Lily looked scared at this, but Christine laughed.
"Nonsense! All you have to do is try on a hat. My sister told me. She graduated last year."
This talk continued on until they heard a magnified voice come from the front of the train.
"We are nearing Hogsmeade Village. Please be changed into your school robes and have your belongings together by the time we arrive. Thank you for your attention."
The four girls looked at each other excitedly. They quickly changed into their robes and sat nervously. Finally, the train pulled to a stop.
Students poured from their compartments and off the train. A loud, booming voice was calling "Firs' years over 'ere!"
Lily and her friends turned to see a huge man dressed in moleskins. He had a wildly tangled beard that almost reached his.
"I've heard of him!" Christine whispered. "His name's Hagrid. He's the groundskeeper of Hogwarts."
The group of first years, including James, to Lily's disgust, followed Hagrid to the edge of a large, deep lake. Tied to the bank was a small fleet of boats.
"Only four to a boat!" the giant of a man shouted.
The girls quickly claimed a boat. As soon as everyone was aboard, the boats set off. When they rounded a corner there was a gasp of delight from almost every person there.
In the distance was a huge castle, its bright lights twinkling against the night sky.
The boats reached the far bank and deposited the first years on the soft damp grass. Everyone began the short walk to the front of the castle. When they all arrived, Hagrid lifted his huge hands and knocked three blows to the door.
The door was answered immediately by a middle-aged stern looking woman.
"There ya go, Professor. I got all of 'em," Hagrid greeted the woman.
"Thank you Hagrid, I will take it from here." She turned to the first years.
"My name is Professor McGonagall. I am Deputy Headmistress and the Transfiguration teacher here at Hogwarts. Before I lead you into the Great Hall to be sorted, I will tell you a bit about the houses. Griffindor is represented by a lion. Griffindors are known for their bravery. Ravenclaw is represented by an eagle. Ravenclaws are known for their cleverness. Hufflepuff is represented by a badger. Hufflepuffs are known for being loyal and wise. Slytherin is represented by a snake. Slytherins are known for being cunning.
Each house has its great history. I wish each of you good luck. Now follow me."
Professor McGonagall headed for the large doors that hid the great hall from the first years. She opened the doors and started through them.
The first years lined up at the front of the room. Professor McGonagall disappeared for a few moments then appeared back with a four-legged stool and an old patched and frayed pointed wizards hat. She put the stool down and placed the hat on it.
Lily watched the hat cautiously, and to her surprise, it began to sing!
Then Lily understood. You would try on the hat and it would tell you what house you belong to.
Professor McGonagall now stepped forward with a roll of parchment in her hands.
"When I call out your name, come forward and place the hat on your head."
"Aterium, Nancy!"
A brunette at the end of the line hurried forward and put the hat on her head.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" it shouted.
"Black, Sirius!"
Sirius ran forward and eagerly jammed the hat on his head.
"GRIFFINDOR!"
This went on until-
"Evans, Lily!"
Lily stumbled forward and picked up the hat. It had barely touched the tip of her head when it shouted-
"GRIFFINDOR!"
Lily sighed with relief and sat down next to Sirius, who had been waving to her from the wildly cheering table.
A few minutes later, Christine's name was called.
"GRIFFINDOR!"
Sam also was sorted into Griffindor. They ran to their table and sat next to Lily.
Remus was called next
Lily watched anxiously, hoping he would be in Griffindor.
"GRIFFINDOR!"
Lily again sighed with relief and applauded loudly.
A few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were sorted, then Peter, into Griffindor, and then it was James turn.
Under her breath, Lily was muttering,"Not in Griffindor. Anywhere but Griffindor," but to no avail.
Like Lily, the Sorting hat had barely touched James' head before it proclaimed him a Griffindor. Lily moaned and slumped down in her seat.
Sirius grinned. "What? You don't like sweet little Jamsie? By the way, you have a really good arm. James was moaning for hours."
"Good," Lily mumbled under her breath.
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An hour later, the feast had begun. Elaine, or Elly, had also been Sorted into Griffindor. A greasy kid named Snape, according to James, had been sorted into Slytherin. He and James seemed to hate each other.
Lily was stuffed, but James and Sirius were still going strong.
"Where do you keep all that food?" asked Sam, staring at them, though she had eaten almost as much.
The boys didn't answer her, just kept on plowing through their food.
Finally, the food was cleared from the plates and Professor Dumbledore got to his feet.
"Welcome! A new school year has begun! Because if the late hour I will postpone giving you announcements until tomorrow. First years, please follow your prefects to your separate houses. Goodnight to you all!" he finished.
The first years trailed after their blonde-haired prefect. As they walked along, the four girls exchanged a look. It was going to bean exciting year.