Lilith and the other first years followed a prefect to their common room. Lilith tuned out most of what he said. She was amazed at the moving pictures, the moving staircases. Things were much more exciting here than at the orphanage. Lily went up to her room and at the end of her bed was her trunk and Lily. Lilith went down on her knees and began whispering to Lily, "It's amazing here, isn't it Lily? A lot better than the orphanage."
At that moment, another first year girl walked in and began talking Lilith's ear off. "Hi, I'm Abigail Creevey. I'm so excited for the school year to start. My dad didn't even know that he was a wizard until his older brother got his letter. A year later my dad got his letter. That was during the Wizarding War. Did your parents or any of your family fight in the war? My uncle died in the war. My dad fought in the war but he somehow survived."
While Abigail was talking, Lilith just stared at her. Abigail had no idea who she was or who her parents were. Lilith just said, "I'm Lilith Riddle." Abigail gasped and said, "All the professors seemed to gasp when they heard your name, why?" Lilith just shrugged and Abigail nodded as if she understood why Lilith shrugged off the question. In all honesty, Abigail had no idea. Lilith and Abigail began to unpack and Abigail continued to talk away. Lilith just had to say an occasional word, she let Abigail do most of the talking. Lilith was fine with listening because she never liked talking much. Especially with people like Abigail. Abigail's uncle was killed because of her father. Her father had lost his brother because of what her father had wanted, because of what her mother had supported.
Lilith sat on her bed and spent the night talking with Abigail. Lilith didn't dare tell her who her parents were. She did tell Abigail that she grew up in an orphanage and that her parents had died in the war. Abigail seemed sympathetic when she said she didn't want to talk about how they died or who killed them. They talked until Abigail fell asleep. Lilith laid awake thinking of everything that had happened in the past few months. Lilith took a deep breath as she remembered that their first class in the morning was Defense against the Dark Arts. She said a silent prayer that they wouldn't talk about the second Wizarding War their first day of classes.