Gryffindor's Lily

Classes piled up on homework, even though I was one of the first people to get it done. Some people got sent to the hospital wing after classes from injuries or change of appearance.

The talk of me being seeker never died down but it did settle down quite a bit much, to my relief.

The girls and I, often gossiped a lot before and after classes about many things. Some being about relationships and others about boys.

Running down to the quidditch pitch, it's almost 7 o'clock and practise is about to start. Dropping my bag, I just make it onto the field one minute to seven.

When Chris comes onto the field, he immediately puts us into action and training.

Training is brutal and all my bones are sore afterwards, from training on the ground and in the air.

Throughout the day, I put on a brave face and pretended like nothing happened but when I look at everyone else on the team they look worse than me.

Walking back to the common room with Clara and Holly, we are broken up by a group of third year Ravenclaw girls.

"Do you think you can get away with that Potter just because your daddy's famous?" We all turn around to see a brown haired girl looking extremely frustrated.

"I don't want to be treated any different to anyone else, so just lay off the comments of my dad."

"You're a know it all, Potter. You're just the teacher's pet."

"Yeah… I am smart but I think you're just jealous." The girls behind her, turn to each other and start whispering while the brown haired girl's expression becomes more frustrated.

"Jealous of what?"

"Maybe you should figure that out yourself if you don't know." Turning around, we walk back to the common room laughing.

Al later told me that the girls name is Celia and she hates anyone who grabs the boys attention except for her friends.

If you ask me, it's stupid… I'm not interested in guys and from what I know they don't like me.

Note to self: Look into it and ask James and Al if boys like me.

After asking James and Al they admitted that lots boys are interested in me and they had been telling them to forget it and maybe once even getting a detention for beating up a boy who ended up in hospital wing.

Sitting at the Gryffindor table in my quidditch robes, I can feel more eyes on me than ever. I'm the only exception to first years playing quidditch since my dad.

"You'll be fine Lily. It's just like our family games." I put my head down and eat the cereal set in front of me by James who is opposite to me.

After waiting for James and Al to finish breakfast, we walk to the quidditch pitch and on the way there I hear people saying 'Good luck' from every direction. The whole game relies on me catching the snitch at the right time if at all.

In the change rooms, I dump my bag in my locker. Collecting my broom from the cupboard, I sit down on one of the benches and breathe in and out. I soon see everyone exit the change room and decide to do the same.

"And Potter scores! Gryffindor lead 240-190." Tearing my gaze from the goals, I continue to look around the field.

I've only spotted the snitch once but I haven't moved except for dodging bludgers.

Even with the amount of concentration James and Al have to make to keep an eye on the quaffle and bludgers, they keep an eye on me.

Numerous people have been hit by the bludgers this game, especially the chasers.

Sometimes I wonder what the other seeker thinks of me. That I'm helpless and small? I've played quidditch games since I was seven with my family and I haven't missed the snitch for four years.

As I look around the field for the snitch, I can't see one hint of gold anywhere. Flying around the field, I continue to look for it and turn to the other seeker who doesn't seem to be having any more luck than I am.

Continuing to look around, my eyes always end up being fixed on the sky which has clouds coming over. Scanning the sky, something small is moving up there and it's gold.

Pushing my broom at full speed, I can feel everyone's eyes on me now. Ascending higher and higher, soon the other seeker catches on and tries to catch up but I'm already halfway there.

Within meters of the snitch, it starts flying around like crazy trying to get away from me. Edging closer and closer to it, I extend my arm and push my broom to go faster. Clasping my hand around the snitch, it feels cold and immediately becomes a small metal ball.

"Lily Potter's caught the snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Looking down at the pitch, all the Gryffindor's are cheering. Flying down to the ground, the other team members land around me all congratulating me.

When it comes to James and Al, they aren't surprised but still extremely happy. Heading back into the change rooms after staying on the field for a little longer, we all shower and change for the victory after party.

Taking a seat in the common room, everyone is still cheering after two hours. After a while, I get sick of it and drag my roommates to our dorm for bed.

Waking up the next morning Felix is standing on my desk with a letter in his beak addressed to me. After giving something to eat he flies away and I open the letter.

Dear Lily,

Albus told us about your quidditch game win. Firstly, you should have told us you got on the team but secondly, your mother and I are extremely proud of you.

You, James and Al will be staying at Hogwarts this Christmas due to a meeting with all the ministers of magic from other countries.

Don't worry. We'll still send your presents and you still have James and Al.

Lots of love,

Dad

My first ever Christmas at Hogwarts and even though mum and dad aren't going to be there, I know it's going to great.

Scanning the library, I'm one of the few who are here while most are packing to leave for the Christmas break.

With three thick books, I sign them all out and walk back to the common room.

Turning a corner, I'm completely thrown back by two third year boys running past me. I recognise one as the Malfoy boy that helped me on the train but they both laugh at me.

"Oops, sorry Potter…" They keep on running down the hall, whispering to each other that I'm clumsy but it's not much of a whisper.

I hate Malfoy… and if anyone's clumsy, it's him.

Jumping off the second last step of the staircase, I see present under the Christmas tree.

"James! Al! Wake up! It's Christmas!" They quickly come down the stairs and join me to open our presents.

As we grab all our present from under the Christmas tree, we open them.

I got quite a lot, which included, two chocolate frogs, candy from Hogsmeade, jeans, a cute t-shirt, a Weasley jumper and a quidditch kit.

"Also, Al and I have decided you show you something." Looking at them puzzled, I follow them to a blank wall but soon a door appears out of nowhere.

"Welcome to the Room of Requirement." Throws lead me into the endless of things and then James pulls a piece of parchment that is folded up numerous times.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." Ink starts outlining lines and foot prints appear. "It's the Marauders Map, Lils. Grandpa made it when he was at school with his friends."

Opening up different flaps, I find it maps the whole school and pinpoint everyone except the Room of Requirement.

"You can have it for a bit. You might also need this." What Al gives me looks like an ordinary cloak but when I put it on, my body disappears. The Cloak of Invisibility.

"Explore." A smile appears on my face and now completely covering my body now with the cloak, I say goodbye and thank James and Al for my presents and roam the corridors, knowing where everyone is.

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