CHAPTER 4

I'd like to start whit an author's note. Things readers came up with.

1) No, Lily and James didn't have some pregnancy while studying at Hogwarts. In this story they're just older than in the actual story, but I am sure there are stories written around this topic.

2) Emily indeed uses her mother's wand. She got it from Dumbledore, who got it from Hagrid, who found it while looking for Harry on that night in October.

I hope this makes things clear :) Also feel free to check out an extra story I made up; Emily's time at Hogwarts.

I was staring out of the window, holding a letter in my hand. The address on it was written in thick black ink. I sighed and put the letter in the bin next to my desk. On the desk was standing a framed picture. A picture of a happy family on Christmas. Mum and dad at the back and me at the front, holding the little Harry. It was 30 July and tomorrow Harry would turn eleven. It's been ten years since I have seen him.

The doors of the Great Hall swung open and all students became silent while Professor McGonagall walked in with the first-years in a line behind her. The Sorting Ceremony was one of my favourite moments of the year. I loved to see all the new, happy faces of my fellow students. The hat began to sing and received its usual burst of applause when finishing. Names got called and students got sorted. Longbottom Neville ran off with the Sorting Hat still on after being sorted and he had to jog back amid gales of laughter to give it to the next one. A few others got called but then a name that froze me from top to toe.

"Potter, Harry!" said McGonagall. A small and skinny boy with black hair stepped forward. He had a thin face and wore round glasses. I immediately recognized him. He looked exactly like our father, James. As Harry stepped forward, whispers broke out all over the hall. I stared at him in disbelieve when he took place on the stool. Harry was a Hatstall. The hat took more than five minutes before-GRYFFINDOR! The Gryffindor table gave Harry the loudest cheer yet. Percy, who was, like me, a prefect now, stood up to shake hands with him, while the Weasley twins yelled: "We got Potter! We got Potter!"

Another younger brother of Percy also started his first year and became Gryffindor too. I lost all focus to the rest of the evening. After the banquet and after singing the school song, I told Percy to bring the first-years to their dormitories. I quickly stood up of my seat and left the Great Hall.

The Headmaster's office was behind a large gargoyle. Only when the password is given, the gargoyle lets you pass. An old man like Dumbledore was predictable.

"Chocolate Frog", I said and the gargoyle jumped aside. I smiled because of this triumph. A staircase appeared and moved up to a door with a brass, griffon-shaped knocker. I knocked on the door and a soft voice called me welcome. I entered the Headmaster's office, which was large and circular. I had never been to Dumbledore's office, had never seen such a special room. The walls were covered with portraits of previous headmasters and headmistresses. Around his office were standing a number of silver instruments. Dumbledore himself was sitting behind a claw-footed desk, his bright blue eyes on me.

"Good evening, Professor", I said.

"Good evening, Miss Potter", said Dumbledore with a soft voice, "May I ask you what brings you here?" He looked at me with sparking eyes.

"Yes", I began nervously, "It's actually-"

"Have you seen the Sorting Ceremony?" Dumbledore interrupted me. I nodded. "Lovely isn't it? All those happy faces at the beginning of a new year. Sherbet lemon?" Professor Dumbledore handed me a yellow sweet that I took from him. While I put the sherbet lemon on my tongue, Dumbledore said: "They're delicious, my favourite." On his right. The sweet he had given me indeed was delicious. I loved lemon.

"You must have seen our young Potter this evening."

"Yes, I have", we now came to the point I had came for. Because Dumbledore didn't speak I began: "And I actually came to ask you why you did this?"

"Did what?" he asked while unsticking another sherbet lemon.

"You sent Harry to the Dursleys because that would be safe for him, then why did you suddenly decide to let him come to Hogwarts?"

"Emily," Dumbledore said calmly, "Harry is ready to take it now. After all he does is a wizard. It wouldn't be fair to keep him away from the beauty of magic, would it?"

"But Professor, don't you understand how dangerous Hogwarts is for him?"

"There is no safer place then Hogwarts, my dear Miss Potter." The old man was right, but he still hadn't convinced me about the idea of the famous Harry Potter at Hogwarts.

"He'll make enemies", I said.

"Yes, that's true, but he will also make friends and friendship is far more powerful than you think, Miss Potter. At least he still has a big sister to take care of him, hasn't he?"

"You want me to look after him?" I asked.

"Isn't that what sisters do?"

Jeez I am really sorry that it took me so long to update again. I have been really busy with other stories and school still exists :( I hope I can update more and quicklier. Hope you still like it and please review :)