Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter…

A/N: Hi…I will be updated a lot more often now since it's beginning to get interesting and I already have some of it written so…yah…

Lindy smiled and looked next to her to see Lily Jane Potter smiling sincerely in front of her. Lindy grinned and walked towards her.

"Though I might wait for you," she said.

"Thanks," Lindy answered.

"No problem," she said, "My dad told me to help you along but even if he hadn't I would probably still wait."

The timid blonde girl smiled again. She felt an excited feeling inside herself. Lily Jane was one of the nicest girls she had ever met. Even though Lindy had only known her for a few minutes she already felt like a friend.

"Hey, LJ!" a voice called from the left towards the front of the long black train. The two girls looked over to see a boy with copper skin waving. He was with another boy who looked exactly like him (twins no doubt) and a girl who looked to be their younger sister, not younger by much.

"Don't call me that Frity," Lily Jane called back.

"How do you know he's Fritz?" the other twin asked, "He could be Aiden."

"You're Aiden!" Lily Jane screamed, "You're the one with the burn on your lip!" Lindy had noticed a small scab on his mouth.

"Awww," Fritz jokingly moaned, "You remembered grandma's turnip soup."

Lindy smiled, Lily Jane rolled her eyes, Fritz and his sister laughed. (Aiden for whatever reason didn't seem to find it funny). "Let's go," Lily Jane said. Lindy followed her through the crowds of children, parents, and carts of books, owls, and cats on to the train.

"Those were my cousins," Lily Jane explained, "Aiden, Fritz, and Isolde. They're triplets in third year and they're all nutters. Get it from my Uncle Fred, he's nutters too."

Lindy giggled. She could see know that they were indeed triplets, not twins. By now they were walking through the hall of the train. It looked just like a regular train. (Lindy was half excepting it to have a bunch of bewitched stuff). Every seat she saw was full of kids ages eleven to seventeen talking, laughing, a few were reading, the girls even spotted a couple teenagers snogging. (Lily Jane wrinkled her nose and pulled Lindy's sleeve to stop her from staring)

In the middle of the train Lindy spotted a familiar sandy blonde head sitting next to Jamie. It was Liam from the wand store. Much to Lindy's surprise he waved at her and she felt her cheeks grow hot. Jamie didn't even look up.

Towards the back of the train once again the girls heard Lily Jane's name being called. This time by a teenage boy with orange hair sitting with a group of wizards his age, "How are you Lily Jane?" he asked as soon as they got close.

"Good, nervous, and excited," she answered.

"You'll do fine," he said gently.

"Oh, and congratulations on making prefect," she said. Lindy had no idea what that was.

"Thanks," the boy said, "My father was laughing at me. Told me I'm becoming too much like Uncle Percy. Adam's sitting over there by the way." He pointed to the very, very back of the train on the left.

Lily Jane and Lindy looked to where he was pointing and walked over there. Three boys their age were sitting silently. One of them was Liam's brother Cole.

"Hey, Adam," Lily Jane said to the one with longish, gold hair and freckles. (The teenaged boy's brother) "This is Lindy Beiner, can we sit with you?"

"Sure," Adam said, "I've heard about you from my Uncle Harry and…"

Cole cut him off, "So you really are his daughter"

"Well, yah," Lindy said quietly, "But I don't remember him," she quickly added though it was practically understood.

"I know," Adam said, "Uncle Harry told me everything. But some people really do believe that you're…you know…mad. Please sit."

Lindy frowned and sat next to Lily Jane. It was very cramped but she didn't really mind. She put her things down on the floor next to her and stoked Volax's head. Cole shut the screen.

"Oh," Adam spoke up, "You've all met Cole Finnigan," Lindy didn't know how he knew that, "This is Alan Paxton." He pointed to the boy sitting to the right of Lily Jane who waved slightly. Alan was a handsome boy with a nervous expression, light brown hair and shocking blue eyes. Lindy could tell he was very shy.

"So," Lindy said breaking the short silence, "Adam's your cousin too."

"Yep," Lily Jane answered, "Different uncle though. Gordon's his brother, he's in fifth year."

"And then there's Sebastian," Adam said, "Third year…hangs out with the terrible three."

"Aiden, Fritz, and Isolde?" Lindy figured.

"Yep," Adam said, "So you've met them, aren't they something else?"

She nodded. The train started moving.

"Hey," Cole spoke up, "Did you see Bainbridge's new wand? Liam told me Fritz broke the other one."

Adam laughed, "Yah, Uncle Percy yelled at Uncle Fred for an hour!"

Lily Jane smiled, "Bainbridge and Calliope are so spoiled. Why should he care?"

"They're spoiled!" Cole exclaimed.

"Yah, Miss Grimmauld Place," Adam mocked, "Uncle Harry and Aunt Hermione are the ones loaded." Somehow Lindy figured that.

"It's not my fault that my parents have money," Lily Jane said haughtily.

"You certainly have a big family," Lindy said.

Adam nodded.

"Yep," Lily Jane agreed, "There are twenty of us, thirty-three if you count parents, thirty-five if you count Grandma and Grandpa."

"Wow," said Alan, it was the first time Lindy heard him speak.

"Yep," Lily Jane said again, "My mother's the youngest of seven."

"And she's the only girl," Adam added. Alan looked impressed.

"Uncle Bill's the oldest. He's got two girls, Aimeé and Geneviève. They live in France," Lily Jane explained.

"Then Uncle Charlie," said Adam, "But he's not married. And he lives in Romania."

"Then Uncle Percy and he's got Bainbridge and Calliope," Lily Jane added.

"Then there are twins, Uncle Fred and the three musketeers and my dad with the six of us," Adam said.

"Six!" Alan spoke up.

"Yep!" Adam said proudly, "Gordon, Sebastian, me, Alice, Luke, and Paul."

Lindy remembered Evan talking about Luke. "Wow," she said.

"Yah," said Adam, "S'not easy, Alice is ten, Luke's nine, and Paul's seven."

"After that there's Uncle Ron, he's got three kids: Eliza, Russell, and Vanessa, they're all younger," said Lily Jane, "Then us." Lindy noted Eliza, Mrs. Weasley's daughter, from the bookstore, that was when she noticed that there were many red-heads in their family.

"How about you guys?" Adam asked the rest of them.

Cole spoke up, "Just me and Liam," he said, "Both me parents are only children."

"I've got an older brother and sister," Lindy said, "I only have five cousins…but I suppose none of them are really related to me anyway."

"I'm an only child," Alan said, "I live with my mum and she has a brother but he's gone mad so I have no cousins."

Lily Jane opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by a woman with a cart of food coming up behind them, "Candy anyone?" she asked opening the screen.

"You can probably have all of it, right Lily Jane?" Adam mocked.

His cousin rolled her eyes, "How much did you guys bring? Do I need to pay?"

"I brought money," Lindy said. She reached in her pocket and took out her sack.

"Bloody hell!" Adam exclaimed, "I bet you have almost as much as Lily Jane."

"Well her father had loads too ya know," said Cole.

"And to think now it's all yours!" Adam cried.

"Well actually I can't…" Lindy began.

"Eh-um," the woman said tapping her foot.

"Lily Jane lets split the lot," Lindy said with confidence.

"Wicked!" Cole cried happily, "Free candy!"

The woman gave them some of everything, "Eight galleons," she said.

"That's a lot of money," said Adam.

Lily Jane and Lindy each gave their four and the women turned her cart back around and shut the screen.

"How much is it exactly?" asked Alan.

"What do you mean?" asked Lily Jane.

"How much is a galleon?" he asked.

Everyone gave him a confused look. "Mr. Potter told me it was about five pounds," Lindy answered, "So were you adopted too?"

"What?" he asked looking offended, "No, my parents just aren't magical."

"Oh," Lindy said feeling embarrassed, "I didn't know that was possible."

"It's possible," Lily Jane said, "And happening more every day."

"Purebloods are getting close to disappearing," Adam said, "That is, people with all magical families."

"One of me granddad's is a Muggle. Imagine what a shock he was in when he found out me grandmum is a witch," Cole added.

"My grandmother's parents were Muggles," said Lily Jane, "So is my great-aunt Petunia. I never met her but I heard she was a nasty thing."

"Not all Muggles are bad," Lindy said defending the people she intended to keep calling her family.

"We know," Adam said assuringly.

Lindy was going to comment but was interrupted by a loud bang on their screen. The kids turned to see three girls with sour faces staring back at them. "Can we come in?" said the one at the front rather rudely. She had straight, short dark hair and angry brown eyes. Her pale skin made her look like a ghost.

"What do you want?" Lily Jane asked firmly. Cole opened the door so they didn't have to yell.

"To see her," the girl to the right said pointing to Lindy, "The daughter of the last Death Eater. Well is it true?"

"What does it matter!" Lily Jane snapped before Lindy could defend herself, "It's not like she ever knew him."

"Potter I presume," the girl in the front said haughtily, "Just like your father I can tell. But I believe I was talking to the blonde girl. Glinda, is it?"

Lily Jane gave her a "how dare you talk about my father that way" look. "I kind of go by Lindy now," she answered afraid to stand up for herself and her new friends.

"Of course," said the girl this time with a rather disturbing smile, "I'm sorry I'm being so rude. I'm Rubella Parkinson. And this is Ursula Goyle the girl on the left and Alexia Zybrick the girl on the right." Ursula Goyle (whom hadn't said a word) was very tall and big boned with messy charcoal hair and Alexia Zybrick was a lot shorter and a lot skinnier with stringy brown hair in layers around her face. "I also hear that you've met my mother, Pansy." Rubella added.

That's where I've heard that name, Lindy thought. Now realizing the two did look a lot alike. Lindy also figured that if Rubella was anything like her mother than she already didn't like her. "Yes I believe I did," she said neutrally.

"Yes, she told me you seemed timid but none the less I hope you might occupy me and the rest of the soon-to-be Slytherins and leave behind these four gits."

"Ey, who er ya calling gits!" Cole spoke-up.

"Who do yah think lil' Irish boy?" Alexia mocked in a fake accent. The other girls snickered.

"So what do you say?" Rubella asked, with a hypnotizing glare, "Are you in or out," she outstretched her hand.

Lindy sighed, "Out," she said trying to sound brace, "I think I'd rather stay here."

"What…" she began. All of a sudden Alan started coughing. Everyone turned around to watch him spit out a green coloured candy bean.

"Yuck!" he cried, "That tasted vomit flavoured!"

Rubella and the other girls looked like they were about to die laughing.

"It probably was," Adam said, "When they say every flavour they mean every flavour." Alan looked as if he was gong to vomit himself. Alexia and Ursula were still laughing but Rubella had stopped and was now looking as serious as she had when she arrived. Lily Jane gave her a deadly stare.

"Don't look at me like that, Potter," Rubella sneered. The sound of her voice made the other two suddenly fall silent, "I'm sorry!" Rubella shouted, "I don't believe I heard you correctly. Did you just say no to me?"

Lindy felt herself sweat, "Yes," she said meekly.

"Why?" she asked sounding furious.

"Because," Lindy said, "I don't want too."

"Fine!" Rubella exclaimed, "But my offer still stands and I assure you, in a short time you'll be glad."

"Who knows," Lily Jane said, just before they were about to turn around and leave, "Maybe she won't.

"I will get you back Potter. And that I swear on the Dark Lord's grave!" Rubella shouted. At that minute the girls turned around and Alexia slammed the door…hard.

"Well, she's pleasant," Cole said sarcastically.

"I can't believe she swore on the Dark Lord," Adam said handing Alan (who was still gagging) a bottle of juice.

The quiet boy took a sip and asked, "Who's the Dark Lord? And why is your father so important, Lily?"

Lily Jane looked as if she was about to cry.

"That is your name right?" Alan asked hesitantly.

"I go by Lily Jane," she answered, "But you can call me Lily if you want."

"Nobody calls you Lily," Adam pointed out.

Lily Jane ignored him and got back to Alan's question, "The Dark Lord, or as most people call him now, Voldemort, was the worst wizard of all time. He killed hundreds of people…including my grandparents. My father was only a year old."

"I'm sorry," Alan said. Lindy felt just as she did a week ago at the candy store.

"It's okay," said Lily Jane, "Anyway, he tried to kill my father too, but didn't succeed. After that he went into hiding for ten years. When my father went to Hogwarts he returned. For seven years he practically haunted him. He even tried to kill my mother, twice. But when my dad turned seventeen he fought him again and killed him…well actually he destroyed his souls."

"Souls?" Alan asked stressing the "s".

"Horcruxes," Adam explained, "Voldemort split his soul into parts. One of them was even inside my uncle himself…or his scar anyway."

That explains the awful mark, Lindy thought. She was very surprised at how young Mr. Potter was when he defeated the killer. For some reason she thought he was much older.

"Well," Lily Jane said, "He was considered a hero after that but not by everyone, there was still a small portion of people that wanted Voldemort back into power. But that can't happen…unless someone else became just like him."

"But that wouldn't happen, right?" Alan asked.

"I dunno," Lily Jane said, "My father's an auror now, he looks out for those guys. And so far he hasn't talked about anyone serious, at least not to Jamie and me."

Lindy thought a moment about her biological family. She hated the idea of being related to people so cruel.

"Oh," Alan said finishing his juice, "Two more questions. One, why do they make vomit flavoured beans? And two, what's Slytherin?"

"Es far es da candies go," Cole said, "Bertie Bott makes vomit flavour, en a bunch o other atrocious flavoured beans, cuz s'fun ta watch people gag."

Alan didn't seem to think it was funny. "And as far as your other question goes," Adam said, "There are four houses in Hogwarts: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. We're sorted into them on our first day of our first year of school."

"Which would be taday," Cole said.

"Jamie tells me they do it based on our personality and family," Lily Jane explained. Lindy was beginning to dread that word "family". If they were judging her by her biological family then the outcome wouldn't be to her liking.

"Which one would a shy, stupid, Muggle born be in?" Alan asked rhetorically.

"Hufflepuff," Cole answered.

"COLE!" Lily Jane exclaimed.

"Is that bad?" Lindy asked. She had read a few things about the houses in Hogwarts: A History but not much about what they stood for.

"Basically it's like this," Adam said, "Gryffindors are brave, Hufflepuffs are nice, Ravenclaws are smart, and Slytherins are no-good-pureblood-scum bags."

Lily Jane saw Lindy's expression. "Don't worry, it's not all based on family…I think," she said.

Then they heard another knock at their screen. "Hey, guys," they heard Gordon's voice say, "We're almost there, get your robes on."

Gordon left and the five of them stood up and rummaged through their trunks for their robes. "I can't find mine!" Cole exclaimed.

"That was my foot, Adam!" Lily Jane cried.

"How does this go?" Alan asked. (Lily Jane helped him)

"Found it!" Cole informed everyone. Lindy laughed, the area was so cramped they could barely move but somehow they found a way to pull the robes over their clothes and sit back down not a minute before the train came to a halt. A few people cheered.

The five squeezed out of their seats. "Leave your stuff here," Gordon called to them. "It'll all be at your common room later." Lindy dropped Volax and waved good-bye.

They were one of the last ones off the train. Outside was pretty dark and a little spooky feeling but most of the older students were just standing there and talking to friends. Just then a dark shadow came over them holding a lantern. "Firs' years!" its voice called, "Come with me! Firs' years!"

Lindy looked up, a huge man in a brown coat stood over her. She guessed he must have been nearly a dozen feet tall with a look grey-black beard, a wrinkled face, and friendly dark eyes.

"Hello, Hagrid," Lily Jane smiled. Alan looked scared.

"Why, Lily Jane, I 'aven't seen ya en years, lookin' more like ya mum everyday I see…though ya still 'ave yer father's eyes," the giant said to her. Lindy figured he was probably not nearly as scary as he looked, "FIRS' YEARS!" he cried. Everyone was silent, "This way," he said more calmly, "Wer not goin' with the rest o the pack. Wer goin' in those." He pointed to small boats on the lake.

"Look!" someone exclaimed. Everyone looked up to see a large castle with many towers shining in the bright moonlight.

"Is that Hogwarts?" Alan asked. Lily Jane nodded.

"No mor'n four to a boat," Hagrid informed them. Lindy and Lily Jane quickly hopped into the first one they saw. Alan followed. Cole and Adam caught the one in front of them with two other boys. The fourth in Lindy's boat was a pudge boy with a happy expression.

"I'm Declan," he said to Alan, "Are you excited? I am?" Alan nodded as if he wasn't quite sure what he was feeling.

"FORWARD!" Hagrid (who was in a boat himself) cried as soon as everyone was seated. Lindy grinned widely. I should be waking up about now, she thought.

A/N: See that was fast wasn't it! The 8th chapter should come soon too! R&R!