RAVENCLAW!

The Sorting Hat shouts for the entire hall to hear. The table of blue and bronze cheers loudly while the rest of the houses clap politely. Smiling, Everleigh takes the hat off and hands it back to Professor McGonagall before joining her new house, taking a seat next to Kuna and across from a pretty Asian girl.

"Excellent! Now that we are all sorted, let us enjoy a delicious meal. Tuck in," Professor Dumbledore instructs the entirety of the Great Hall.

Immediately the feast appears on the tables in front of the students and everybody begins to fill their plates, Everleigh choosing a bit of chicken with some roasted potatoes to start with.

"Hello Everleigh Garrison, I'm glad you were sorted into Ravenclaw," Luna starts speaking to the redhead in that dreamy voice of hers.

"Luna, you can just call me Everleigh," she informs the blonde with a smile and a small laugh.

"Did you enjoy the train ride? I know we didn't get to talk much. You seemed very fascinated with Harry Potter."

Everleigh blushes at being called out over her staring at Harry, "Oh, umm...yeah. The professor who took my family and me to get my books told me about him, I didn't expect to actually meet him, and the train ride was just long. At Ilvermorny we are given a time to Floo to school so it's a lot quicker."

"That's interesting. Is Ilvermorny a lot different than your first impression of Hogwarts?"

"Not really. It's a castle as well but since everybody Floos to school we have an Opening Lunch instead of an evening feast, and the sorting is different as well. Plus here nobody got their wands after their sorting."

"No they didn't. Everybody here buys their wands in Diagon Alley," Luna informs Everleigh, obviously slightly confused.

"So at Ilvermorny after you're sorted before you can join your house, there is a wand room you have to go to in order to get your wand."

The pretty Asian girl across from Everleigh hears the last part of her statement and jumps in, "Wait...so you don't go buy your wand?"

"Nope. It's been tradition since the school was founded to wait until after the Sorting to get your wand."

"What's the Sorting like?" Luna asks.

"We have four houses as well but instead of a Sorting Hat there is a Gordon's Knot carved into the floor with statues of the mascots for the four houses around it. When you stand on the Knot, whichever statue reacts to your magic is the house you're in. I was the first person in about 15 years that had two statues react. What's funny is that I chose to be a Pukwudgie but then the core of my wand is a Thunderbird feather, which is the other house I could have been in," Everleigh informs the students that are now listening in.

"Interesting. Well I'm sure you'll enjoy Hogwarts. I'm Cho Chang by the way and this is Marietta Edgecomb," the Asian girl introduces herself and her brunette friend.

"Nice to meet you. Everleigh Garrison."

Cho laughs in response, "I think the whole school knows who you are now, but it's nice to meet you as well."

Turning to Luna, Everleigh starts to ask about her classes, "I noticed third year is the year you start to take electives. Are you taking any extra classes this year?"

"Oh yes, I'm taking Care of Magical Creatures and Divination. Did you decide over the summer what you're taking?" Luna responds dreamily.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore wrote to me at the end of the school year to give me the instructions I needed to start here and I was able to choose my classes then. I'm taking Care of Magical Creatures as well but I've been taking that since first year, though I added Ancient Runes to my schedule. I can't wait for classes to start tomorrow. When do we get our schedules?" she questions.

"We'll get them at breakfast tomorrow. Professor Flitwick, he's our head of house and the Charms professor, will hand them out to everybody."

At that moment the food on the table disappears and Professor Dumbledore stands again to address the students, "So! Now that we are all fed and watered, I must once more ask for your attention while I give out a few notices. Mr. Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell you that the list of objects forbidden inside the castle has this year been extended to included Screaming Yo-yos, Fanged Frisbees, and Ever Banishing Boomerangs. The full list comprises of some four hundred and thirty-seven items, I believe, and can be viewed in Mr. Filch's office, if anybody would like to check it. As ever, I would like to remind you all that the Forest in the grounds is out of bounds to all students, as is the village of Hogsmeade to all those below third year. It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year."

This announcement causes a great deal of commotion by the majority of the students, clearly upset that their beloved sport is being cancelled. Dumbledore waits a minute for the Great Hall to settle down before continuing on.

"This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy, but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts..."

Dumbledore trails off when a loud bang sounds and the doors burst open to reveal a badly scarred man, with a magical eye that is whirring around the entire hall seemingly on its own, a wooden leg, and a walking staff. "May I introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Moody." The man walks up to Dumbledore and the two embrace like old friends, before Professor Moody goes to take a seat behind the head table.

"As I was saying, we are to have the honor of hosting a very exciting event over the coming months, an event which has not been held for over a century. It is my very great pleasure to inform you that the TriWizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year. The TriWizard Tournament was first established some seven hundred years ago, as a friendly competition between the three largest European schools of wizardry - Hogwarts, Beauxbarons, and Durmstrang. A champion was selected to represent each school, and the three champions competed in three magical tasks. The schools took it in turns to host the Tournament once every five years, and it was generally agreed to be a most excellent way of establishing ties between young witches and wizards of different nationalities - until, that is the death toll mounted so high that the Tournament was discontinued. There have been several attempts over the centuries to re-instate the Tournament, none of which have been very successful. However, our own Departments of International Magical Cooperation and Magical Games and Sports have decided the time is ripe for another attempt. We have worked hard over the summer to ensure that, this time, no champion will himself or herself in mortal danger. The Heads of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving with their short-listed contenders in October, and the selection of the three champions will take place at Halloween. An impartial judge will decide which students are most worthy to compete for the TriWizard Cup, the glory of their school and a thousand Galleons personal prize money. Eager though I know you all will be to bring the TriWizard Cup to Hogwarts, the Heads of the participating schools, along with the Ministry of Magic, have agreed to impose an age restriction on contenders this year. Only students who are of age - that is to say, seventeen years or older - will be allowed to put their names forward for consideration. This..." Again Dumbledore is interrupted by the loud complaints of many students but he chooses to simply speak over them, "is a measure that we feel is necessary, given that the Tournament will still be difficult and dangerous, whatever precautions we take, and it is highly unlikely that students below sixth and seventh year will be able to cope with them. I will personally be ensuring that no underage student hoodwinked our impartial judge into making them Hogwarts champion. I therefore beg you not to waste your time submitting yourself if you are under seventeen. The delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving in October, and remaining with us for a greater part of this year. I know that you will extend every courtesy to our foreign guests while they are with us, and will give your whole-hearted support to the Hogwarts champion when he or she is selected. And now, it is late, and I know how important it is to you all to be alert and rested as you enter your lessons tomorrow morning. Bedtime! Chop chop!" he finishes with a clap of his hands to send the students on their way.

Everleigh, still needing to get her wand from Professor Dumbledore, turns to Luna to ask, "Hey Luna, could you wait a minute? I need to speak with Professor Dumbledore quickly but I don't know where the Ravenclaw dorms are."

"Oh of course. I'll just wait in the Entrance Hall for you," Luna agrees.

Everleigh watches Luna for a moment as she, along with the rest of the student body, files en masse out of the Great Hall. She then turns around to walk towards the head table to see a few teachers all congregated in a circle speaking to each other. Not wanting to interrupt but really needing her wand so she can finally go to sleep, Everleigh hesitantly speaks up, "Excuse me...sir?"

All the professors spin around at her voice, not noticing they had a student joining the conversation. As expected, the professors look at her with slight shock. The tall Professor with greasy hair and a hooked nose in particular is intensely staring at her. Rolling her eyes she addresses Professor Dumbledore. "Sir, could I please have my wand? I was told that it would be sent to you so I can get it after the feast?"

"Ah, yes," Professor Dumbledore acknowledges the young girl kindly and pulls out her wand from inside his robes, "I've never seen a wand quite like this I must say."

"It's rosewood, with a thunderbird feather for the core. It's perfect," she informs them quite proudly. "Thank you for holding on to it for me. I assume that I don't return it to you at the end of the school year, correct?"

"That is correct. You will have the Trace in you here so you still won't be allowed to use magic outside of Hogwarts until you're seventeen but we do not confiscate wands."

"Yes, Mr. Lupin informed me when we went to Diagon Alley about the Trace." A moment of awkward silence passes and all Everleigh wants to do is leave to escape the stares of the other three professors but doesn't want to appear rude. "Well thank you again. I'll immm...just head to my dorm now. I have a housemate waiting for me. Good night."

With that she turns and walks out of the Great Hall feeling the eyes of her professors on her the entire way. Great, she thinks to herself, with the way the professors are acting I'll be lucky to make t a week before somebody tells Harry who I am.

The group of professors simply continues to stare at the little red headed girl as she makes her way to the Entrance Hall. A minute oases before anybody speaks.

"Didn't she look exactly like..." Professor Flitwick begins breaking the silence.

McGonagall interrupts him before anything else can be said. "Yes...perhaps we should all make our way to the Headmaster's office to discuss this?" She suggests while looking at Professor Dumbledore for confirmation at her request.

"Yes, my office would be a good idea," the old wizard agrees. Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, and Snape make their way in an unusual silence up to the stone gargoyle that leads to the office. Once everybody is settled in the chairs surrounding the large desk, Dumbledore addresses his transfiguration professor, "Now Minerva, perhaps you would like to start."

With tears in her eyes for the second time that night, McGonagall shakes her head. "I don't even know where to begin. I thought the same thing when Miss Granger brought her to me before the feast. She looks just like Lily did. I was just as shocked and she seemed to be able to tell. She knows exactly who she is and who her orients are. It seems she was adopted but long after the attack, and then obviously raised in America. She clearly doesn't want a spectacle to be made though. Miss Po--Garrison did mention getting to know her brother but I have no idea what he knows exactly."

"Well, this is quite the shock. I think it's best for us to remain vigilant for any issues that may arise for her but try to let her come to us if she needs anything. Filibuster, perhaps as her head of house you could ask for a meeting and see how she is settling in or if she needs anything," Professor Dumbledore advises.

"Of course Albus," the little Charms professor agrees in his high pitched voice, and then almost to himself with a smile on his face, "Lily Potter has a daughter. I can't believe it. And clearly just as brilliant as her mother to end up in Ravenclaw I dare say." Professor Flitwick then quickly takes his leave after that followed by Professor McGonagall. Only the Potions Master, who has been unnervingly silent, remains with the headmaster.

"Severus. I know this must be difficult for you. I, of all people, know who Lily was to you," the headmaster begins.

"With all due respect headmaster, you don't know how difficult this is for me, and I would thank you to not pretend that you do," Professor Snape sneers.

"I've been in contact with her professors, she is quite the gifted student, particularly at Potions. You may find you could actually like the girl."

"Unlikely. She may look like Lily but she is still the spawn of Potter. She is most likely the same as her arrogant father and reckless brother." Severus stands up and is out the door before Dumbledore can respond. With a sigh of resignation, the Hogwarts headmaster pulls out a piece of parchment and quill to send off a letter to Remus Lupin, hoping he can provide more insight on the girl he had assumed dead all those years ago.

Severus Snape storms out of the Headmaster's office and down to his private quarters in the dungeons. He spends the better part of an hour pacing his sitting room thinking about Lily, the poor decisions he's made over his lifetime, the fact he resigned himself to trying to protect Potter's son simply because he is Lily's son as well. Now...well now there is Everleigh as well. A girl who looks so much like Lily but at the same time but. She doesn't have Lily's bright emerald green eyes he thinks to himself. When he first spotted her after the first years had been sorted, he was far enough away to convince himself he was simply seeing things. How is he going to be able to look into Lily's face every day and not be reminded of mistakes he made long ago? All Severus knows is this is going to be a long year.

Seeing Luna waiting for her by the stairs she hurried over to her, eager to see her new dorm. "Hey Luna, ready?"

"Of course, we have to go up to the fifth floor," Luna informs Everleigh as they set off up the stairs. "What did you need to speak to Professor Dumbledore about?"

"Oh, he had my wand. In the States until you're of age you can't take your wand home with you. It had to do with some old law, when every witch and wizard needed a wand permit, and there was some big breach to the Statue of Secrecy plus it cut down on underage magic. The law was repealed sometime in the 60s I think but we still are required to leave our wands at school. Tradition or something I guess." Everleigh never understood why she couldn't bring her wand home with her, but never questioned it. That is just how things are done. She assumes it's different in Wizarding Britain, not that having her wand will do her any good if she still isn't allowed to use magic.

The two walk in comfortable silence up to the fifth floor when Luna stops in front of a door with only a bronze eagle door knocker adorning it where she waits for a moment before the eagle speaks. "What always comes, but never arrives?" It asks.

"Huh?" Everleigh, very confused, looks to Luna hoping for some clue.

"You have to answer a riddle to get into the Tower. What do you think?"

"Hmmm...what always comes but never arrives?" Thinking to herself, Everleigh tries to reason out the puzzle making a mental not to never come back to the common room too late when she is tired and her brain doesn't want to work.

"Oh I know," Luna declares in that dreamy voice of hers, "Tomorrow."

"Correct" and the door swings open for the two third-year girls to walk through, into a wide, circular room with large arched windows covered in blue and bronze silk curtains. The floor is covered in a thick midnight blue carpet with stars woven into it, and this same pattern seems to be reflected into the ceiling. There is a multitude of tables, chairs, and bookcases scattered through the large common area, and a large white marble statue of a woman, who Luna informs her is their house founder Rowena Ravenclaw, is located by the only other door in the room besides the entrance. Everleigh can't help but feel at home in the airy room. Luna leads her to the door by the statue and pulls it open to reveal two staircases.

"This is where the dorms are. The left staircase is for the boys, and the right is for the girls. We're third year so our rooms are on the third level," Luna explains as she leads the way past the first two landings and through the door in the third; inside the third year girls' dorm are a total of six four-poster beds decorated in a mixture of blue and bronze. Four of the six beds already have the curtains drawn around them, clearly Everleigh wasn't going to get to know the rest of her roommates tonight, so the two girls quietly get ready for bed before pulling their own curtains closed as well.

Everleigh spent most of the night thinking about the day as well as what was going on at Ilvermorny. She had enjoyed meeting most of the people she did on the train and was looking forward to starting classes the next day but it wasn't the same. She missed Sarah and Sean and how easy it was to be with them, and she missed not being the center of attention. Her being new seemed to be such a novelty for everybody and she hoped it would wear off soon. From there her thoughts drifted to Harry as they usually had over the past eight months; she couldn't believe that she had finally gotten to meet him. It made it easier to imagine telling him who she really is not that she has spoke to him, but she still worries that he won't care. He grew up with their mother's family who clearly wanted him over Everleigh, at least according to what her parents told her, and he seems to have good friends, friends as good as Sarah and Sean are to her. She doesn't want to disrupt that but she has this need to get to know him. After meeting him fact to face she doesn't think she can wait until the first Hogsmeade weekend to tell him, she wants to get to know him as her brother. With her new resolve, Everleigh decides to write to Remus to thank him for his help but she'll tell Harry on her own, and to see if she can find a time in the next week or so to talk to Harry alone. And with that Everleigh finally rolls over and falls asleep.

A/N: Thank you everybody who guessed left reviews. Most of you were correct! I'm sorry this chapter is shorter than the past few but it just felt like the right place to stop. I forgot to put at the beginning of the last chapter but the Sorting Hat song I took from Goblet of Fire, same with Dumbledore's speech in this chapter. So thank you to JK Rowling for providing all of us with her beautiful words. I hope you enjoy this update. Don't forget to review! Enjoy the update!