Lily
can i just say that I am an absolute daddy's girl? I am lily, but you already knew that. I'm in Gryffindor with my annoying elder brother James and loathe him, that's why i Helped Aquila change his room. I mean after all don't we girls have to stick together?
it's actually rather interesting how we children have amalgamated together. we are so different personality wise that our family is strange. we have three Gryffindors, four Slytherins, one Ravenclaw and an undetermined. the slytherins and Gryffindors should be at each other's throats, but we aren't. maybe because Aquila is a Ravenclaw and Phi is still to be sorted?
who knows, maybe he will end up as a Puff and our family will be even more chaotic? not that I mind chaos but sometimes I wish we were all one house, not three. when we first moved into Nettle stone, my room was Scarlet in favor of my house, but my fair skin is lost against the red. so I changed the color to a soothing cream, to be neutral.
my brother James was horrified and often tries to change it back. but Grandma Cissy(she insisted we potters call her this) cast a spell on the walls that only has two colors. cream and nice soft pink, much to James' disgust. I like Grandma Cissy, she makes me pretty flowers and dresses.
i think she is fond of me too, but i am unsure. she refuse to have favorites claiming the we are all her favorites. I remember the first time I saw her. she was tall and imposing, rather opposite my Nana weasley.
at dads wedding to Draco everyone seemed to be in the mood to celebrate, well everyone except uncle Ron that is. he's never really forgiven dad for leaving Mum or accepted his homosexuality. he got drunk and to a swing at Daddy Draco, before aunt Hermione sent him to their room. mum was furious with him and so was grandma. but dad was hurt and tears fell as uncle Ron walked away. Aunt Hermione stayed behind though I'm not sure how how much good it did.
after the wedding, our family left for southern France to drop us kids off at Cissy's house. we stayed there for a month while dads had a month long honeymoon. I like Fair Isle Estate. it's a large house with grand sweeping grounds and lush gardens.
Dad Draco says the muggle palace of Versailles was the model for Fair Isle. Grandma Cissy took us there once and it was cool. i could see the resemblance to Fair Isle.
after we returned home, James noticed a grove of tall trees that reached over 200 meters. Grandma Cissy told us that she had the Grove specifically grown to enclose a quidditch pitch. she lead us in, and we saw that the treetops had curved over and enclosed the clearing. the canopy still lets light in, but the quaffle, bludgers and snitch can't get out.
she never plays, as she says the most important position is referee.