Disclaimer: I'm not JK Rowling; I'm never going to be her; these characters don't belong to me

A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fanfiction – I normally write Star Trek: Voyager instead! (And I can't imagine a crossover between them – yet!!) This was based on a very, very strange dream I had and maybe one day the title will make sense. (And if it doesn't I'll have to change it!)

Please read and review.... pretty please?

I'm sorry for it being so short – blame school, writer's block and a back injury preventing me from using the computer.

No idea when the next part will be out – no idea what the next part will have in it yet!

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"Dear Abi,

How's things in sunny old Deal? Things are interesting here at Hogwarts, to say the least. You're never going to believe it, but I have mum, dad *and* Aunt Minerva on the same day! Do you think there's a conspiracy or something, because I sure as hell do!

I've made a couple of friends so far – Bethany, Alexia and Tom. I did make a couple of friends on the train, but they were sorted into Ravenclaw. I'm in Gryffindor by the way – no surprises there.

It's quite cool here, I suppose. Really weird being taught by mum and dad though – especially as no one knows that I'm their daughter. I've got a horrible feeling that someone's gonna find out though. As everyone's always said, I do look like them both.

I haven't really met any of the teachers yet – it's only been one day, and as I had mum, dad and Aunt Minerva, there was no one new for me to meet. And it's Uncle Oliver tomorrow first thing too! It's really not fair, Abi. And it's not as if I can be familiar with any of them, or people will start to suspect things. I really want to see Terry and Mandy again – I bet they've grown since last summer.

Anyway, I should stop whining and moaning. Theoretically, I should start some homework, but that sounds like a bad idea to me. Do you know that dad actually set us and essay! An essay on our first day back, for crying out loud. I expected mum to do something like that, but she only set us reading, and dad set an essay. Apparently we have to contact family members for the "personal touch" or whatever. Well, I'm stuck really then, aren't I? I can't exactly ask the professor, even if he is my only family with first hand knowledge of Voldemort. Sucks to be me....

You know dad told us about Draco Malfoy? Well, his son's here – I met him on the train. He wasn't exactly civil to me, so I cursed him! Dad knew it was me, so mum must know too, but they haven't punished me or anything. I think dad found it funny, but he can't exactly say things like that, can he?

Anyway, I don't really have much more to say – not after only being here for a day. Write back soon.

Love ya!

Lily"