A/N: And here's the revamped version of Chapter Two. You should all be very thankful, because my muse has been whining all night.

Chapter Two:

A Train Ride and Sortings

The two children took a cab to King's Cross Station, where they ducked through the crowds in an attempt to arrive at the platform without catching the attention of the muggles. It was surprisingly easy to find an empty compartment--which might have had something to do with the fact they were two hours early--, and by the time the train left Platform 9 ¾, Lillith was sound asleep.

Dudley, however, was not the least bit tired. He was brooding, actually, glaring at the passing scenery as he recalled the Potion Master's parting words to him. Remember, Mr. Dursley, that not everything is as it seems. A well-known fact is very often fiction. This knowledge will be necessary at Hogwarts.

It was awfully cryptic, but it worried Dudley. He knew his 'sister' hadn't received a warning from the odd man; why did he? The blonde boy was quite startled when the door slid open. There was a pretty girl there, with blood red hair in a high pony tail. He quickly noticed that her hair wasn't anywhere near as dark as Lillith's, but most people's wasn't.

"Hello." Dudley said pleasantly, "I'm Dudley Dursley. Are you a first year, too?"

The girl smiled back and nodded, stepping into the compartment. "I'm Ginevra Weasley, but everyone calls me Ginny. I think it's wonderful, finally coming to Hogwarts. I was wondering if I could sit with you?"

"Sure." Dudley responded, motioning for his fellow first year to take a seat.

"Lillith!" He hissed. "Wake up!" His cousin opened one eye and glared at him wearily.

"I'm already awake, you idiot. I'm Lillith Potter. It's wonderful to meet you, Ginny."

Ginny started a bit at Lillith's name, but chose not to comment. The rest of the ride was spent playing Exploding Snap and getting to know each other. Dudley shared Snape's cryptic words, and the girls were just as confused as he. Before they knew it, the train began to slow.

McGonagall's speech seemed to fly right over Lillith's head. She didn't twitch when the ghosts came through the wall, and it took Dudley's poking her to get her to join the line going into the Great Hall. Ginny fell into step behind Dudley and Lillith, and all three of them stared, horrified, at the singing hat. Soon enough, though...

"Dursley, Dudley!"

Dudley walked forward nervously, holding his breath as the Sorting Hat was placed on his head. He let it out in a 'meep!' when the hat began to talk to him. "Ah, Dudley. What's all this, then? Oh my. They haven't told you?"

"Told me what?" Dudley muttered.

"No matter. Let's see.....a good mind, loyal to your 'cousin', brave, you want to prove yourself, kind...yes, it better be....RAVENCLAW!"

Dudley stumbled to the blue table, taking a seat next to Terry Boot, a boy with spiky brown hair and wide blue eyes. He stared at his empty plate, mind racing. What hadn't he been told? His head snapped up when..

"Potter, Lillith!"

Lillith strode forward in a falsely confident manner. She sat down eagerly when she reached the stool, and was practically bouncing in her seat. "My, my. Someone's excited."

"This is my world. I belong here." she whispered to the hat in her defense.

"Yes, you do. Let's see....quite similar to your 'cousin', really. So it had better be....RAVENCLAW!"

Ginny joined them eventually, and as Zabini, Blaise slunk off to the Slytherin table, they turned to face the Headmaster. Dumbledore stood up and beamed at his students, looking as though nothing made him happier than to have them there. After a rather odd combination of words, the Feast began.

A/N2: There we go. Chapter 2 has been redone!

I'm still not happy with this, Car.

You never are, Kiara. Now go back to the cookie jar, it's almost midnight!

Bah humbug.