As they reached the top of the stairs the giant doors opened and light streamed out from within. There was a giant hall with a staircase on one side and more large doors on the other.

"Wait here." Hagrid said, once they had all arrived. Emilia scanned her surroundings and some how felt at home.

"Hello." said a woman, who stood in front of them. Once she had gotten their attention, she continued. "My name is Professor McGonagall, I am Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House. When you enter through these doors you will be called by name and sorted into one of 4 houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Follow me." With that the group followed Professor McGonagall into the Great Hall. When Emilia entered into the hall she was overwhelmed. At the front stood the teachers table and on either side stood two large fireplaces. The group was led up to the front, and a stool was placed in front of them. A large wizard hat was placed on the stool and the whole hall went silent. The hat began to speak in rhyme about the year to come and when he had finished the sorting began. When Emilia's name was about to be called she began to get butterflies.

"Emilia Potter!" Professor McGonagall read out. Emilia climbed up the steps, before she sat down she looked over at the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore. He looked at her with a rather excited look, as if having not seen her in years, which was probably true. Emilia sat down on the stool and the hat was placed on her head. A voice spoke into her ear.

"Ahh, a Potter I see. Hmm… interesting. You have all your parents good traits to. Let's see… Where should I put you? Gryffindor!" The hat said. The Gryffindor table erupted into cheers. Emilia got off the stool and went to sit at the table. Harry was next, and Emilia hoped he would be in Gryffindor to. Harry walked up the steps and sat on the stool. It seemed like eternity before the hat finally yelled,

"Gryffindor!" Emilia felt like she was going to faint. Harry came and sat beside her along with Ron and Hermione. Dumbledore stood up and the room went quiet again.

"Let the feast begin!" he said. The tables that had been bare were now covered in every food you could imagine. Emilia piled her plate high with her favourites and sipped from a cup full of pumpkin juice, it was the best thing she had ever tasted. When the feast was over and everyone had felt like they could explode, the plates were cleared. Then a white mist began to gather over each table. From the mist came the forms of people, which Emilia recognized as ghosts. The ghost nodded at some 7th years and continued down the table. When he reached where the first years were sitting, he stopped and turned to them.

"Hello." he said.

"Hi." Ron said, a little scared.

"I am Nearly Headless Nick. Who might you be?" He said.

"Ron." Ron said, in a squeaky high-pitched voice, which made Emilia giggle. Nick heard her snicker and turned to her.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Emilia." she said, without hesitation. Dumbledore stood again and spoke.

"First years follow your house prefects, the rest of you to your dormitories, have a pleasant night." With that the Great Hall began to clear and Emilia, Ron, Hermione, and Harry followed Ron's older brother Percy. They arrived at a large painting of a woman. Her form took up most of the frame and so, as she found out was nicknamed "The Fat Lady." Percy stopped in front of the portrait and pulled out a piece of paper from his robe pocket. He unfolded it and read it, then stuffed it back in his pocket.

"Jellied Slugs!" he spoke allowed. The portrait swung open as the first years ohed and awed. They filed through the doorway into the common room. On one wall was a large fireplace like the one in the Great Hall. Set around the outside of the room were tables and chairs where homework could be done. In the centre of the room facing the fireplace was two puffy couches and a lounge chair.

"Boys dorms are up and to the left. Girls the same on your right." With that Percy left through the portrait hole and the first years were left to themselves. One of the boys must not have been listening, because he began to climb up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. When he got about halfway the stairs went flat and he slid down hitting the ground a large "thud". Everyone laughed, and then went on their own ways to explore the castle. Emilia walked over to Harry who was looking out the window.

"Hey." she said, to Harry. Harry nodded but said nothing.

"Aren't you glad to be here?" she asked.

"Ya." he said, not looking at her. Emilia looked out the window and saw where he was looking. Stretched out before them was the lake they had crossed earlier and in it was reflected a large full moon. Emilia looked at Harry again and saw a look of pain on his face.

"What's wrong?" she asked putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Have you ever thought about what our mom and dad looked like?" he said. Emilia thought for a second then replied,

"Not really. I only found out a week ago and have been so busy I never thought on it." Emilia replied. Harry turned to her and smiled.

"I'm so glad I have someone to share this with." he said. The two of them sat on the couch and talked about their lives. Hermione and Ron climbed through the portrait hole and found the two still deep in conversation,

"We better get to bed. We have classes tomorrow." Hermione said. They all agreed and so went to their separate dorms. When Emilia entered there wasanother girl sitting on her bed.

"Hi!" Emilia said introducing herself.

"Hi, I'm Jessica." she replied. They all quietly got into their pj's and tucked under the covers. Emilia laid there with her eyes open listening toa group of girls walk past the door. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Emilia dreamt that she and Harry were with their parents on a picnic. It all felt so real to her and she never wanted it to end.

"Emilia, wake up." she heard, a voice in her ear say. She opened her eyes and saw Jessica standing over her.

"Get dressed quickly or you are going to miss breakfast." she said. Emilia stretched and changed into her robes. She brushed her hair and followed Jessica down the stairs. When they reached the Great Hall they all sat together and ate. When breakfast was over the Heads of House stood up and handed out the timetables for the year at Hogwarts. Emilia looked down at hers and scanned it over quickly. She saw that she had: Defence Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Potions, and History of Magic. Emilia compared it to the rest of her friends and found that they were in the same classes together. Once Professor Dumbledore dismissed them they headed off for there first class. Emilia out of habit sat at the front. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat behind her and Jessica sat beside her. Their teacher came through the door of his office and walked down the stairs. Emilia looked at him very carefully and thought he seemed very peculiar. He stopped at the front of the class and cleared his throat.

"My name is P-Professor Q-Quirrel and I will be your D-Defence Against the D-Dark Arts teacher." he muttered. He turned to his attendance and fumbled with a pile of books in the process. As he turned, her eyes glanced the back of his head and a sharp pain encompassed her forehead. She looked at herself in a mirror and saw a small lighting shaped mark in the middle of her forehead. She turned to Harry and saw him touching his forehead. The rest of the class continued normally. When lunch arrived she caught up with Harry and the two sat next to each other.

"So what did you think about Quirrel?" she asked. Harry said nothing then turned to Emilia.