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Lily heard muffled voices as she struggled in between wake and sleep.
"Should we wake her? We're nearly there." Laurie said.
"I guess," Emily said. "Lily? Get up,"
Lily opened her eyes but immediately shut them because the light killed them. She buried her face in James neck while he grinned like a madman. James smelled her hair but she didn't notice. Sirius had to busy himself with his cloak to keep from laughing out loud.
"You're a comfortable pillow, thanks," Lily said, squinting her eyes against the light. James, still grinning, helped her up. The train came to a sudden stop and Lily fell into his arms.
"Oh," She said, blushing slightly. The others were exiting off the train when she realized that she didn't have her robes on. She reached up to grab her robes but couldn't reach. James came up behind her, enveloping her back in warmth as he brushed over her hand to get her robes.
"Err, thanks," She said, mumbling.
"Anytime," He said, helping her off the train. They walked in silence to the Thestral-drawn carriages. Lily hated seeing them, but it wasn't her fault that she saw her parents being killed. Lily and James had to separate into different carriages since there was no room. The kids walked into the Great Hall and James made a point of sitting across from Lily, which made her blush slightly while Sirius laughed. Then McGonagall came in with the first years and the Sorting Hat.
There are four houses here
Each highly acclaimed
I am to sort you, do not fear
And do not be ashamed
At which house you will be from
Because each is equally great
For surely you will become
A great witch or wizard by fate.
There's Gryffindor who are brave at heart;
There's Hufflepuff who are true;
There's Ravenclaw who are smart;
And Slytherin who have ambition to pursue.
Each of these four
Will teach you to find this:
The magic in your core
That will always exist.
(A/N eh? What do you think? I am so talented! Lol I actually came up with this in 10 minutes, so it's not like I worked hard on it!)
Once the hat was done, the whole hall burst into applause. Then Dumbledore stood up and they all went silent.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am so happy to see you all here." He said, beaming at them all. "Welcome new students. The Dark Forest is strictly forbidden, as some of the older students would kindly remember," He said, glancing over at the Marauders. "Mr. Filch has put up a new list of forbidden items. There is no magic in the corridors. Thank-you for being here and good-night to you all." He said, as everybody talked and ate. After everybody was full Dumbledore dismissed them and they all left the Great Hall. They walked up the stairs to the Fat Lady.
"Password?" She said.
"Agoomakun," Lily said. They crawled through the portrait and into the common room. Lily and Emily sat on one of the couches while Laurie sat at their feet. James, Remus, and Peter sat on the couch across from them.
"Lemme sit," Sirius said, sitting in between Lily and Emily and throwing his arms around their shoulders. Lily rolled her eyes while Emily laughed and tried to push Sirius off of her. James glared jealously at Sirius while Sirius pretended to glare back.
"Get off me, Sirius, I'm going to bed," Lily said, rising up. Sirius dropped his arm like it was limp and Emily rose to.
"Good-night, boys," Laurie called as the girls started to go up the stairs.
"You only just got here!" Sirius called after him as they ignored him and continued on their way.
"Sirius, you scared them away," James said. "And why did you go and throw your arms around them?"
"Oh, Prongsy, lighten up. I'm just friends with Lily. She's yours. Calm down." Sirius said, getting up.
"Okay," James said. The boys went into their dorm and got ready for bed to fall asleep.
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Dear Diary,
Hey, it's me Lily again. Today was just the Welcoming Feast. You know what? Last year I would have been ranting for an hour about Potter, but today I have nothing to rant about. Okay, that's a lie, but I do have better things to say about him than normal. He does seem changed, in a way, I guess. He certainly was nicer. And when I used him for a pillow he didn't try anything. Maybe he has finally deflated his big-head and grown up. The only problem is this: last year I just HATED the way he ran his hand through his hair, trying to make it look like he just got off of a broom. But this year when he did it, I actually thought it was cute! Maybe I am sick; James Potter is far from cute. I can't believe I called him cute! Wait, no, I didn't say he was cute, I said his hair is cute. It really is though, I just love the way his jet black locks go every which way…OH MY GOD I did not just say I loved his hair! Okay, maybe I am tired…I must be crazy…okay, going to bed now.
Lily