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Ok, next chap, coming up!

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Lily gasped.

"I'm a… what?"

"You're a witch."

"But… how can that be?"

Harry sighed yet another time.

"I'm sorry I haven't told you."

"Whatever… I…"

"Hey Lily, remember what I said about taking you to London to find a birthday present?"

"Mmhmm…"

"Well, I think we should go there right now for a little chat."

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Lily Potter stood in amazement. She couldn't believe what her father had just shown her. He had taken out a 'wand' and tapped it at some bricks. Next thing she knew, she was in a small, crowded 'town' in which hundreds of children and their parents were walking.

"Dad, whe- where are we?"

"Welcome to Diagon Alley, flower."

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Next thing Lily knew, she had received her first wand, 10 ¼ inches, willow. It contained a core of Unicorn Hair. "Great for Charms, just as your grandmum's was" Mr. Ollivander said. She also had picked out a fine snowy owl, just as her Dad had many years ago. I'll name her Hedwig, too, she thought. She bought all her books, as well as robes and other necessary items for Hogwarts.

But the best part was, her dad had told her basically everything she ought to know about being a witch, except of course, the spells and such.

He had told her about teachers, evil wizards, the 4 houses, and well… everything! Lily was sort of stunned, so she barely asked any questions, she just took in all of the information.

"Dad… I still don't understand why you didn't tell me all of this before…" she asked, still very stunned.

Harry sighed. "You've got to understand, Lily," he started, "I know you would've told all your friends. Voldemort has ways of finding you…" Harry seemed very sad as he said this, almost as if he were to cry. Though suddenly, he filled up with anger. "I… well… it's just something you have to understand all by yourself."

"…Ok, Dad. Ok." She finished. Lily really didn't want to finish the conversation, but the look in her father's eyes caused Lily's own eyes glassy and filled with tears.

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"Bye Lily! I hope you have a great year… I- I'll really miss you, Hun." Her mother said as they walked to platform 9 ¾. Memories of her own past flashed through her head.

"Yes, Lily… show 'em all what the daughter of "the boy who lived" can do!" Harry said, very proud. "See you when you come back from the holidays, and don't forget about your old man and beautiful Mum…" Harry kissed Cho, then his daughter. "Da-ad!" Lily said impatiently. "Um… how…?" she asked quite embarrassed. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Just walk right through that wall. Don't worry, if you're afraid, just run." He said as if it were a piece of cake. "O-Ok… Um… here it goes!" Lily said, running through the barrier, her eyes closed very, very tight. She saw a huge maroon train. Gorgeous she thought. She got on and took a seat in an empty room. "Bye Mum! Bye Dad!" Lily yelled to her parents as the train started to move. She sat back down, already homesick. She was in a room full of seats, all by herself. She felt left out and wished she had more friends… "Can I sit here?" a voice said. Lily turned her head. She saw a boy with red hair, lots of freckles, blue eyes, and fair clothes. She recognized him immediately. He had come to visit the Potter's every Christmas, Thanksgiving and Easter. He was Ron Weasley's son. Lily never really talked to him, even though she thought he was kind of cute, she usually talked to his sister, Kirsten, who was only a year younger, Patricia, who was a year older, and Dory, who was 3 years older than Lily. Yes, of course, she had said the occasional "Hi," or "How you doing?" but he always seemed too frightened to talk. "Sure," Lily said. "How was your holiday?" "Ok…" Lily just realized something that she hadn't before. Now she knew that she was a witch, but before this she hadn't. Maybe that's why he had always been afraid to talk. But, on the other hand, I am quite pretty… Maybe that was it… she thought conceitedly.

"Don't worry. I know I'm a witch now." She said. He looked quite relieved. It looked like he was going to say something else, but a cute girl came in with big, bushy dark blonde hair, brown eyes, and a spell book in her hand. Lily immidiatley recognized this girl from pictures that Hermione Granger had sent, (although Lily couldn't remember her name) but she was sure her dad wouldn't go sending out pictures of her, or else Voldemort could find her. It seemed like the girl didn't recognize Lily or Arthur.

"Mind if I sit?" she asked, although she was already sitting. "There's no where else. All the seats are full!"

"Oh, ok…" Lily said absentmindedly. She was looking at the girl's spellbook. Standard book of spell, grade 2, it said.

"Hmmm… wait, are you in you're second year?" Arthur asked, apparently thinking the same thing Lily was.

"Oh, no," the girl said. My mum just said it would be a–"

"Wait… are you Hermione Granger's kid?" Lily interrupted.

"Yes, why?"

"Our folks were all best friends when they were our age!" Arthur said.

"You don't say…" the girl said. "I'm Jill. Jill Granger."

"I know. I'm Arthur Weasley."

"Lily Potter."

"Lil- Lily Potter…" Jill said.

"Yes."

"It was just strange to hear that name. That was your Grandma's name, you know…"

"Of course I know! Why? What's so special about that?" she asked, puzzled.

"So your dad didn't tell you?" Arthur said.

"Tell me what?" Lily asked, still puzzled.

They seemed to know something Lily didn't, and she just had to know what it was.

"Um… I don't think– I don't think we should tell you if your dad didn't. Maybe he didn't want you to know." Jill said.

"Fine." Lily said. She would send a letter to her day once they got to Hogwarts.

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I hoped you liked this chaper!! It was kind of shorter than the other one, but I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you enjoyed reading it! Please R/R!!

p.s. Next chapter coming soon!