Inte som det verkar (En.)

Hej! Jag tänkte skriva en liten ff här! Språket kommer att vara engelska, men de första kapitlena kommer vara på svenska, berättar varför sen.

Titel: Inte som det verkar (En.)
Language: English.
Note!: In this fanfiction some things is good to know, plus, somethings I have changed. Like...
Hogwarts does exist, and J.K. Rowling is actually a squib.
This is after the war, and Harry's son James Sirius Potter is looking forward to his first year at Hogwarts.
In the book, Scorpius, Rose and Albus are in the same age. In this fanfiction, Scorpius, Rose and James are. Albus and Hugo are in the same age, and Lily is only one year younger than Albus.
And, there is no films, it is only books.


Ska jag börja skriva?
Här är ett litet smakprov!

Prolog
Jag satt på mitt rum och läste för tusende gången
Harry Potter och Halvblodsprinsen. Jag gillade alla böcker förstås, men DEN var liksom... Speciell. "Stackars Hermione!" tänkte jag. "Att hon får sitta där i klassrummet och gråta, tack vare den där Lavender." Jag hatade henne. Hermione hade alltid varit min favoritkaraktär, och hon och Ron passade så bra ihop. Hon höll just på att bussa ett par kanariefåglar på honom, när min mammas rop ljöd nedifrån köket. "Melina! Kan du hjälpa mig med en sak?" Jag suckade, och lade ifrån mig boken, efter att ha kollat numret längst ned på sidan. "Jag kommer mamma!" Men just när jag skulle öppna dörren kom en varelse inflygande mot mig i full fart genom det öppna fönstret, och den susade rakt mot mig. Jag skrek till och höjde armarna för att skydda ansiktet, men när den stora, bruna, fluffiga varelsen träffade mina armar kände jag klor mot min hud, och ett sår revs upp på min arm. Varelsen däremot föll ner, och då först såg jag vad det var. "En uggla!" utbrast jag tyst, och lyfte upp den. Jag lade försiktigt ned den på mitt skrivbord, och den reste sig hastigt och räckte fram ena benet där ett papper satt, medan den såg på mig med sina stora vänliga ögon. Jag förstod inte. En uggla. Med ett BREV!? När den värsta chocken släppt sträckte jag fram handen och knöt försiktigt loss brevet. Jag läste igenom det, och när jag var klar flög berguven iväg, uppdraget var slutfört, jobbet var klart. Brevet var lämnat.

Jag öppnade dörren och sprang nedför trappan. Jag slog upp köksdörren med ett ryck. "Mamma!" sa jag. "Mamma, titta!" Jag gav henne brevet, och hon läste upp innehållet högt. Där fanns, allra högst upp, Hogwarts märke eller emblem, och under det stod det med grönt bläck skrivet:

Dear Miss L. Mihami
You have been accepted to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The train will leave King's Cross Station at September the first, at eleven o' clock. We will send somebody to you to explain more. You can buy your books and stuff at Diagon Alley, in London.
Best regards
Professor Minerva McGonagall, headmistress

Mamma stirrade på brevet i vad som kändes som en evighet, och så fort hennes blick lämnade pergamentet i hennes hand och mot mig, slog jag till.
"Får jag åka?" Jag hann knappt avsluta meningen innan hon utbrast:
"Är det här något slags skämt?!"
Jag skakade på huvudet. Hon lade handen på min axel.
"Melina, det är någon som skämtar med dig, Harry Potter är en saga, Hogwarts finns inte påriktigt, det förstår du väl?"
"Men det var en uggla som gav mig det!"
"Älskling, ugglor är inte tama, de är vilda djur, det finns inte en chans att-"
"Men det var det! Det var en uggla, jag lovar!" Mamma suckade.
"Melina, den måste ha varit radiostyrd, du vet vad folk hittar på nu för tiden."
"Men-" Men hon lät mig inte säga något.
"Dessutom, om magi nu skulle finnas - fast det gör det självklart inte - så borde det finnas en skola i Sverige där du skulle börja. För Hogwarts är väl bara för... Eh... Häxor och trollkarlar... i Storbritannien?"
Jag suckade, och vände mig om, gick upp för trappan,in på mitt rum, stängde dörren, låste och slog upp samma sida i boken som jag läst innan hon ropade på mig, började läsa!

Att hon aldrig trodde på mig!!!

[i]Jag suckade. Jaja. Hon verkade i alla fall ha glömt att hon ville be mig om hjälp med något.

Låter det bra? Det tycker jag, men... Eh... Lite själviskt kanske... Förlåt! Men, jag tycker det...
Så, jaja, säg bara till så kommer det första kapitlet!




Jag satt på mitt rum och läste, precis som jag hade gjort en vecka tidigare. Det var bara en skillnad: Ingen uggla störtade in genom fönstret. Däremot knackade någon på dörren, och jag reste mig upp.
"Jag öppnar!" skrek jag, för mamma hade migrän och låg och sov, och satte upp mitt långa bruna hår i en hästsvans påvägen ned för trappan.

Jag öppnade dörren, och där stod den absolut längsta (hrm... och... eh... största...) mannen som jag någonsin sett, med brunt hår och skägg som tovigt hängde. Mina ben blev alldeles skakiga, då hans utseende stämde precis i beskrivningen på Hagrid i Harry Potter-böckerna, och jag pep fram ett litet "hej".

Mannen rynkade på pannan som om han inte förstod, harklade, och sade sedan:

"Um... Hello. Are you-eh-" han tittade på ett papper han hade i handen "-Lily Mihami?" Jag nickade, min förmåga att tala som bortblåst. Mannen muttrade något, men frågade sedan:
"Can I came in?" Jag såg undrande på honom. Kunde han inte ordentlig engelska? Kunde han inte uttala alla ord rätt? Det var skumt. Det passade ännu mer in på Hagrid. Men jag nickade och flyttade på mig för att släppa in honom.

"Whe is you parents?" Jag var fortfarande förbryllad över mannen, nog för att han var precis som Hagrid, men varför i all sin dar pratade han engelska? Men jag kunde flytande engelska, och svarade enkelt:

"My dad's at the office, he's working there, and my mum's got migrane, and she's asleep."

Jag undrade verkligen vad allt detta var om. "Hagrid" pekade upp mot trappan och frågade om vi kunde gå till mitt rum, mitt svar var ja, och vi gick uppför trappan i tystnad, "halvjätten" sa ingenting förrän vi var inne i mitt rum och dörren var stängd. Jag satte mig på min skrivbordsstol, och han satte sig på sängen, och sedan började han berätta. Och jag trodde inte att det var sant.



"Listen. I'm sure tha you go a ledder befo from an owl..."
"Um... Yes..."
"I'm the one the sened."
"Okay..." Who are you then?"
"Um... I zee you've read de books... Me nam's hagrid."
"Oh... All right."
"So..."
"Hagrid, can I ask you something?"
"Er, yes."
"Okay... Well, first question... If I'm really a... witch... then why will I start at Hogwarts, and not a swedish school?"
"Eh... Ask McGonagall whe' you arrife."
"Okay... How did you know I call myself Lily Mihami?"
"Ministry 'course!"
"Oh. Okay then. Andeh... Why can't I use my real name, then?"
"Well, if you starding ad Hogwards, you can'd use a sweddish nam, ca' you?"
"Um... Actually, the name's from Cyprus..."
"Wha'eve, same thing, righ'?"
"I- I guess so..."
"Well then."
"So... Guess you've alrea'y read de booklis'?"
"Oh! No! I completley forgot about that!"
"Anywae, I'll ge' you 'o Diagon Alley. You know, Swedin, Londen - I's a lon' wae."
"How'll we get there then?"
"Huh? Wi' me flyin' moterbi' of course!"
"Um... Re-really?"
"Yeah! 'Course!"
*Gets up from the bed*
"We-we're going now?"
"Yes, we ar'!"
"But Hagrid - I..."
"Yes?"
"No one will... I mean... Won't someone... Or... Won't they hear I'm from sweden?"
"You rally good a' englis, no one will no'ice. If I didn' know whe' I was I'd nevah' no'ice you're fro' Swedin. Actualleh you englis soun' bettah than mine!"
*Hagrid laughs*


Next chapter will be the first one in english... And it will be about the trip to "Diagonally!"! Eh... No, that's what Harry said when he used floo powder, and he turned up in Knockturn Alley... Of course I mean Diagon Alley!

Nästa kapitel så fort någon kommenterar! Vi hörs!

LÅTER BRA
men jag är inte så bra på engelska
bevakar ändå

Oh ja! Thank you!!!!!!!!!!! Eh, jag håller på att läsa en ff vid namn Rose weasley och Scorpius Malfoy - förbjuden vänskap just nu, så... Eh, jag ägger upp lite senare... Om det är okej?

jo, ingen brådska

Snälla skriv mer

Ja, okej då för er skull!

Chapter 2 - Trip to Diagon Alley

I followed Hagrid down the stairs and I still couldn't believe that this was actually happening. When I was going through the door I remembered (how to spell it?)...

"Hagrid! What about my mum?"
"Huh?" He turned around and almost got stuck in the door.
"She'll probably wonder, where I am, I can't just leave!" Hagrid buried his overlarge-sized hand into one of is ginarmous pockets, took up something that looked almost like a necklace and said:
"Don' dell me you have nevah heard o' dime'urners before!"

I looked up in his hairy face and asked:
"Wha-wha'- timeturners? Did-didn't the last ones get destroyed many years ago, when Dumbledore's Army went to the Ministry?"
Hagrid looked at me and laughed.
"Well, as you saying, tha' was many year' ago, i' was. They've done ne' ones now of course!"
"Oh... I just thought... well, maybe..."
"Don' worry, I've go' rid o' everything. Bu' now, we beddah' hurry up!" Hagrid's answer was, and when I walked out in the garden I saw his motorbike standing there, and he took a seat at the seat and put on his big glasses, and said to me what he had said to Harry many years ago:
"Uh... You'll sid in the sidecar, you haven' go' any place behin' me..."
I nodded and smiled. Then I jumped in to the sidecar, and I just simply could not stop smiling. Evereything was real, everything had actually happened. And years ago Harry Potter had been sitting in this sidecar, exactly where I was sitting. I remembered that he thought it was too small, but I couuld handle it, because it did not feel small at all. Though of course, I was only eleven after all. And there is quite a difference between eleven and seventeen...

When I was ready, Hagrid started the cycle, and said:
"Hold on now!"
And it was then I remembered that Harry did not like flying the motorcyce at all. And that it had been kind of... Um, or really... uncomfortable. I grabbed the sides of the sidecar tightly in exactly the right moment, and so we rised up towards the sky.

After maybe two hours, the motorbike of his really was fast, we reached London, and I understood exactly how Harry had felt. He parked the cycle in a dark alley, jumped off of the motorbike and I jumped out of the sidecar, and so we crossed the road, and just in front of me I saw the Leaky Cauldron inn, and it felt like a dream. I could feel eyes, people looking towards us, and I thought it must be Hagrid's unnatural size of his body, but so we walked just through the glass the door was made of like it was nothing more than smoke, and there we were, Leaky Cauldron, and it looked exactly how I had imagined it. It only took seconds before Tom, the bartender, showed up.

"At last, at last, guests here at Leaky Cauldron, you wish something special, or the usual?"
Hagrid smiled, and answered:
"Nor 'oday Dom. I'm here for other things... Hogwarts business, you know.
At first he looked a bit disappointed, but then smiled and asked:
"Oh yes. But what 'business' is that, if I may ask?"
Hagrid opened his mouth to answer, but then closed it again when Tom recognized me and exclaimed "What do we have here?"

He burst out in a big friendly smile, and asked:
"First year at Hogwarts, huh?"
"Yes," I answered, and nodded. He smiled and held out his hand.
"I'm-"
"Tom. I know," I said before he could finish, and when Hagrid saw his surprised face he said "I'll tell you later," quickly, meanwhile I took his hand, shoke it and said; "I'm Lily."
Then Hagrid said that we should better hurry up, and so we walked towards the wall made of bricks, and he pressed the third brick above the trash, and all the bricks started to move, and soon there was a hole exactly in the perfect size of Hagrid, and so we walked through, in to Diagon Alley.

It was amazing, wizards and witches everywhere, with long robes and pointy hats, and then there was all kind of shops, owls were flying around, homeless cats ran across the gates, and it was better than any dream or imagination.
"Come on, then," Hagrid said. "What do you need?" I pulled out the list from my pocket, and noticed that it was exactly the same things as Harry needed, and I smiled even more. I read the list aloud to Hagrid.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Uniform
First-year-students will need following:
Three changes of simple labor robes (black)
A simple pointed hat (black)for day use
A pair of protection gloves (dragonskin or similiar)
A winter cloak (black, silver clasps)
Please be aware that all student clothing should be provided with name tags.

Course litterature
All students should have a copy of each of following books:
The Standard Book of Spells (1:t grade) by Miranda Goshawk
History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magic Theory by Adalbert Waffling.
A beginner's guide in the transfiguration arts by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungis by Phyllida Spore
Potions and Magic Brewereys by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamandar
The Dark Arts: A Guide to the ability of protecting yourself by Quentin Trimble

Remaining equipment
1 Wand
1 Cauldron (tin, standard size 2)
1 Set of Glass or Crystal Bottles
1 Telescope
1 Scale


Students may also bring an owl, a cat, a rat, a toad, or what else pet they would like.

PARENTS RECALLES THAT FIRST-YEAR-STUDENTS ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS.

"Oh, greay! Now, le's bu' the books firs' shall we?"
And first then I remembered...

"But Hagrid, I have no wizard-money like galleons, sickles or knuts, and I can't exchange them, 'cause I don't have any muggle-money with me either!" Hagrid buried his hand in his big pocket again, and this time he took out a leather purse, and said.
"Oh, don' worry 'bou' tha'! I do' you I've go' rid o' everything!"
I smiled, and began to walk.
"So, the books then?" I said. Hagrid followed, and I did not get any surprised when I realised that I knew exactly were all the shops were. First we got into Flourish and Blott's, Then into the Pharmacy Shop to buy ingredients for the Potions Class, and then we walked into a shop named "Mr. Kettleburn's school equipments for every grade" where we could buy a cauldron, crystal flasks, a scale and a telescope.

When we walked towards "Madam Malkin's robes for all occasions," we walked past "Superial Quidditch Supplies," where a lots of kids stood in a clung around something, which I expected must be a new broom. When we got to Madam Malkin's, Madam Malkin herself came to us and said; "Hello Hagrid!" She then turned to me, and said; "Hello dear. First year at Hogwarts?" I nodded, and she smiled when she said "wait here for a second."

She came back with some black cloth in her arms, and she started measuring me.
"Okay, let's see, one fifty-five..."
When my robe was finished, she just simply pulled it over my head, and used a spell to get two more copies, all of them was identical. She then started making a cloak, and when she was finished she made a cloak in the same size pop up in the middle air, this one warmer - a winter cloak, and last of all she tried lots of hats on my head before finding the right size.

We walked out of the shop, and I knew what I was facing... The only thing I needed now was a wand...

When I came to Ollivander's, Hagrid told me that he would just do something, and that he would be back soon. I said it was okay, and walked in to the shop, a bell rang when I opened the door. I walked towards the desk, and Ollivander came down the stairs immediatley.

"Oh, hello dear. Can I help you?" I nodded.
"Yes. I would need a wand."
"Oh, yes, yes, I expect it's your first one, is it?"
"Um... Yes... It's my first year at Hogwarts and-"
"Now, tell me which is your wand arm?" I held out my right arm and said: "It's my right, sir." He measured it, turned to the shelves and picked a wand box.
"Okay... You may try this... It might work... 14 2/4 inches, Elm wood... Sustainability is high... The core is Dragon Heart string... A quite powerful wand..." He picked up the wand and handed it over to me.
He looked at me with an enthusiastic smile and said:
"Try it."

I gave it a wave, and some of the shelves fell down, and I gave it back quicky. He took it and mumbled;
"No, not that one... Probably this one... The core is a hair of a unicorn... 13 inches... Hawthorn..." He handed the wand over to me, I tried it, but this was not the right one either, and the door started to open and then close, open and close, open and close, fast, fast many times like it was chewing something until Ollivander stopped it.

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After at least half an hour and at least hundred different wands, Ollivander took down a wand from the top shelf, and mumbled;
"Why didn't I think of that before...? It's so obvious..." And then told me; "It's 13 3/4 inches... Fairly elastic... The timber is of rosewood... The core is one feather of a Phoenix... It's a powerful wand... Yes, yes, very powerful indeed... There is one more thing in the core... A tear from a Phoenix..."
He gave it to me.
"Try it. Try... a spell." I took the wand he handed over and tried the first one that popped up in my head...

"Wingardium Leviosa!" I said while pointing the tip of the wand at an inkwell that sted at the desk, and it rised up in the air.
"Bravo, Bravo!" Ollivander exclaimed, and I landed the bottle safely at the desk again. Ollivander smiled and said:
"Seven galleons."
I gave him the seven galleons Hagrid had been given to me, thanked and walked out again, and found Hagrid standing there, against the wall.
I smiled.

"Hello Hagrid!"
"Hi!"
"Where were you?" He smiled.
"A' Gringodds and 'ook some mo' money. I though' you maybe wan'ed do buy a ped..."
"Oh Hagrid!" I hugged him. "Thank you! You really are the best!" He smiled and asked:
"So, you wanna see if the's anything you like?" I smiled.
"Yes!"

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I bought a little puppy. But not just some puppy, it was a wolf, and I really thought he was the cuttest thing ever. He sat in my lap all the way home.

When we came back to the house we saw my mum, through the window, and we heard her saying something...

"Är det polis? Tack! Min dotter - hon fick ett konstigt brav där det stod att hon fick börja´på Hogwarts... Ja, precis! Och hon påstår att hon fick det av en uggla! Ja... Nej, nej, absolut inte! Mmm... Och idag när jag vaknade var hon borta... ja... ja..."

Hagrid wrinkeled his nose, and I told him:
"She has called the police. I think she thinks that I've been kidnapped..."
"Ah...!" Hagrid said and nodded.
"Shou' go bag in 'ime then, righ'?" I nodded, and he pulled up the timeturner.
"How lo' have we be'n gone?"
"Um... Six hours!" I answered, checking my clock.
"Okay... six 'urns..." He turned it six times, and I saw mum go away.
"Hagrid! Around the corner, now!" I screamed when I remebered that we were not supposed to be seen by anyone, which Hagrid seemed to have forgotten, and we got around the corner just in time, when We-From-The-Past walked out through the door, and we walked into the door as soon as they - or technically it was us, so WE - left, and tiptoed up to my room - even though Hagrid's weight made it sound anyways - and slipped in. Anyway, my new pet started barking, and I had to hold my hands around his mouth so that he would not bark. Mum did not wake up anyway, and I asked Hagrid everything about Hogwarts.
All was well.

Jag ska bara säga, det tog flera timmar att skriva det här, och jag har inte skrivit på papper och sedan skrivit av, utan jag har skrivit direkt på datorn och hittat på medan jag skriver, och jag har inte ppausat någon gång för att tänka, enda avbrottet var när jag skulle äta middag, och ändå tog det flera TIMMAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Är väldigt nöjd med kapitlet i varje fall. I alla fall, nästa kapitel kommer att handla omm när de pratar med Mamma. Hur kommer hon reagera? Kommer hon bli arg? Ledsen? Glad? Eller kanske rädd? Kommer hon att tro på det, eller inte? Och hur kommer hon reagera på den lilla vargvalpen? Svaret på dessa frågor hittar ni i nästa kapitel! Tills dess...

Ha det bra!

Åh! Jättebra! Jag älskar denna ff och din engelska!

superbra!!

Tack! Jag njuter verkligen av att skriva, och engelskan är väl en talang antar jag... Kan tyvärr inte skriva nu, men snart, I promise!



Så, tänkte skriva lite, här är ett nytt kapitel
P.S. Jag fixade bara en grej via datorn, det går inte att komma längst ner på min telefon så jag måste skriva en massa konstiga saker längst ned, som liksom doesn't make any sense at all, så ignorera de bokstäver, siffror + etc. längst ned är ni snälla, tack!




Chapter three - First comes shock, then comes anger, after anger comes scareness, and then comes pride

I told Hagrid to wait and walked out of my room, closed the door, and started walking towards my mum and dad's room, and so I opened the door, and...

"Mother," I said, speaking english because of the day in London. "Wake up." She groaned. "Mother! Wake up!" She still did not wake up.
"MUM!" She raised her head and asked:
"Va'? Vad är klockan?" I took a sight at the watch at my wrist, "half past six," and she wrinkeled her nose in missunderstanding (is that the right word!?) and asked:
"Eh... Varför pratar du... engelska...?" I opened my mouth to answer, then closed it again. Where should I start? I took a deep breath and then tried to explain, at english, all the words that I had ever learned of the swedish language out of my head.

"Well, mum, I'm sorry, you'll understand later. Listen..." I took a deep breath again, and closed my eyes.
"There is a man here... Who wants to meet you. And he's, well... Kind of big... Don't get scared or anything... He's not a stranger... I promise you, I know him. Oh, welluh... S-sort of... Um... Anyway, can he meet you?" She nodded, and I mumbled "I'll be back in a minute," before I got Hagrid going to her. He took a seat at the bed and said:
"Hello! me nam's Hagrid! The' senned me here fro' Londin, uh, any'hey, I'm here because of Lily's" - my mum wrinkled her nose again - "education."

And then he started to explain. When he finished she looked stunned.
"B-b-but this m-m-must be some kind o-of joke! I mean, logically, tha-that's impossible!" My mother was indeed good at english, however, not as good as me. Besides, she did not talk in an official accent, she just spoke. I always spoke with a british accent. And there is quite a diffrence. Anyway, let's get back to the conversation.

"Nope, i's all 'rue!" After telling my mum about the trip to Diagon Alley and the time-turner, plus showing my wand ("that must be a trick! How do you do that?" she finally accepted the truth, I was a witch, and I was going to Hogwarts. And then...

My new black wolf baby ran into the room and started barking, and I stuttered "Um... I-uh... Forgot to tell you about him..." At first I thought she was going to be angry at me, but then she started laughing. "Oh, I always wanted a dog when I was in your age!" I cleared my throat and said:
"I-it's a wolf..."
"Yes, but it's like the same thing, right?"

To make a long story shorter, mum loved my pet, and in the end of that evening everything she could feel about me going to Hogwarts, well, me being a witch, was pride.

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It was only a week left until I would take the train to my new school, and still I had not been giving my new pet a name. I just could not possibly think of something.

One day, I remembered... If everything had really happened, then it meant... I gulped. Sirius and Remus had really died... I wanted to name him after one of them. At last I decided to name him Sirius... His fur was black, after all. He seemed to love his new name, and soon got used to it. When the last night of sleeping in my own bed AT HOME came. I thought I would never fall asleep, i looked forward to the next day so much, some old members of the order were taking us to King's Cross Station with a flying car, not a Ford Anglia, instead it was a SAAB-car, a red one, and yes, it had a button that made it invisible. But I did fall asleep, at nine o' clock, and I was dreaming about going to Hogwarts and becoming a seeker, and winning the Quidditch cup, and everyone loved me, and Sirius jumped high into the air...


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Chapter four - The way to Hogwarts

*Föräldrarna har nyss sagt hejdå till henne, och hon ska på tåget, är på King's Cross*

I took my trunk and got in to the train. I halted in the corridor beside a window and waved to my parents as long as I saw them, and then started to look for an empty compartment.

I found one and opened the door, and walked in. I tried to get my trunk up to the shelf, but failed, and it did not go any better at my other tries. Suddenly the door opened, and a black-haired boy that seemed to be in my age asked:
"Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full." I smiled.
"Yes, of course." He watched me tying to get my trunk up, and failing, get it up... And I failed it again... He smiled.
"Need some help?"
"Oh... Yes please, thanks," I said and he walked towards me. Together we managed to lift it up, and we then sat down opposite each other, in silent. He cleared his throat.

"So... Is it your first year?" I looked at him.
"Oh... Yes. What about you?" He shrugged his shoulders.
"Same here."
"Oh... Are you a pureblood? Um, I'm muggleborn..."
"Oh! Really? My grandpa loves muggles, thinks they're... interesting. And yes, as a matter of fact I am."
"Oh... You probably think I'm just some sort of awful scum then..." I smiled sadly.
"No, no, no, I'm not like that at all!" He smiled and held out his hand.
"I haven't introduced myself properly... I'm James Potter." I stuttered when I said: "Sorry?" He smiled even wider.
"My name's James Sirius Potter."
"Oh..." When I came over the shock i took his hand, shoke it and said:
"I'm M-... Lily Mihami." He smiled.

Suddenly something big and black jumped up and started to lick James in the face, and he got wet, VERY wet, and too late I realised it was Sirius, my new wolf.
"Sirius, no!" I shrieked, and he stopped, and turned to me instead, and jumped up in my lap, and James watched me curiously while asking:
"Sirius?" I answered.
"That's his name. Oh, I'm so sorry!"
"It doesn't matter." He dried his face with his sleeve, and smiled. "He's cute. Sirius, huh?"
"Yes, why?"
"Well, it's just... My father had a-"
"Godfather named Sirius, I know." It slipped out before I could stop myself, and he looked at me with curousity in his eyes.
"How do you know?" I blushed and said:
"Well, as you maybe know the author and squib, J.K. Rowling has written several books about him and his adventures, and I have read them." He nodded.
"Oh..." He smiled again. "You know what quidditch is then?" I nodded, and soon we were in a great conversation about quidditch, which walked over to the House Cup, which soon led to James telling me things he had heard about the new Hogwarts, which interested me a lot. And even there I knew that we would become really good friends, and that we would stick together through-out the years. And we had really fun the whole way.
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Chapter five - My dream becomes reality - Oh yes, I'm definetily talking about the sorting!

James and I took our trunks and got off the train, and a familiar voice said: "Firs' years, this wae!" and I walked towards Hagrid.
"Hello Hagrid!" He turned around and his eyes fell upon me.
"Oh, hello Lily!" His eyes then fell upon the boy behind me, and he said:
"Hi James!" He smiled and said:
"Hello Hagrid."
" Okay, everyone 'ake a boa', only four s'uden's in one boa'!" Hagrid said when all the new students were standing around him. Me and James took a boat and soon got accompanied by a blonde boy with grey eyes, and a girl with red hair and blue eyes.
"Hi Rose!" James said, and I understood that it must be Ron and Hermione's daughter.
"Hi James!" she answered with a smile.

"Um... Hello. I'm Lily." I held out my hand, and she took it while saying:
"Hello! I'm Rose!" I nodded.
"I know. You're James cousin, your parents are Harry Potter's best friends, Ron and Hermione Weasley, and you're a half-blood, you also have a brother in James's sister Lily's age named Hugo." She nodded.
"Um... Yes... How do you-?"
"-know? Oh, I'm sorry, um, I'm muggleborn and I have read the books about your parents and Harry, um, so I know quite a lot." She nodded and her eyes ran over to James. He smiled.
"Met her on the train." It was then I recognised the other boy.
"Hello!" I said. He looked nervous, and his face gave the feeling that he would like to just disappear and that he was very uncomfortable. He stuttered when he replied.
"H-hi." He looked down at his feet at the bottom of the boat, blushed and tried to hide his head, which did not go very well. James watched him and gasped.
"You're a Malfoy!" His face got red of anger, and the boy who I knew from the first sight of him was Scorpius Malfoy blushed even harder.

James looked like he wanted to punch him in the face, and I took hold of his arm and said:
"James! Calm down." I then turned to the light-haired boy again.
"You are Scorpius Malfoy, aren't you?" thatIt was not a question, it was a fact, but still he nodded almost unnoticed.

I held out my hand and said:
"Lily." He took it and shoke it with an expression of surprise in the face, and James glared at me while mumbling; "And I thought you were nice," and Rose stared at me with big eyes, it almost lokked as though they were going to pop out. I turned to James once again.
"James, all people aren't that bad. Just because his father was quite a..." I looked at Scorpius. "...A bad person... Doesn't mean that his son must be like that too. For the first time Scorpius spoke.
"Yes, er... I'm sorry for what my dad did, and, uh, I would like to be your friend... I'm not like my dad at all." Rose held out her hand and introduced herself properly. James somehow managed to introduce himself to Scorpius and shake his hand, and after an akward silence they started to speak about quidditch like they had been best friends forever. Rose looked at me and rolled her eyes.
"Boys. Quidditch is the only thing they care about."
"I like quidditch." She sighed.
"Oh. Not you too..."
"Don't worry. I like other things too," I said and grinned.
"Phew! Um... You look forward to the lessons?"
"Oh yes! Oh, I just wondered... Do you have "Hogwarts: A history"?"
"Yes."
"Oh, Lucky!"
We started to talk about the sorting, and then she showed me her cat, which made me remember...

"Oh no!" She looked at me, and the boys turned around.
"Sirius!" Only James seemed to understand and his colour leaved his face, and Scorpius and Rose said at the same time:
"Sirius?"
"It's her wolf," James answered. Rose eyes got wide-open.
"Do you have a wolf!?"
"Yes, but he didn't come with me off the train!" Scorpius gulped.
"You mean-?"
"-Yes!" The boat stopped before Hogwarts, and none of us had remembered to look at the first sight of the castle. I jumped out of the boat and ran to Hagrid.
"Hagrid, I must go back!"
"Why?"
"Sirius - my wolf - he's left on the train! I need to go back!" Hagrid smiled, pointed and said; "You won' nee' tha'!" Everyone looked over the lke, and a black wolf puppy was swimming across it, and he ran towards me, and it was...
"Sirius!" I exclaimed and hugged him without caring about his wet fur. Hagrid started to speak again.
"Okay, now when everyone's here, we will go 'o the cas'ler, do an' do!" I walked with James, and we talked about which house we would get in.

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We got picked up to get to the sorting in the Great Hall by...
"Is that Neville Longbottom?! I asked James
"Yeah." I saw him say hello to Rose who stood in front with someone who I thought must be Susan Bones daughter, and then came over to us.
"Hello James! Oh my, you've grown!" he said and stroke him in the head. He blushed and said:
"Hello Professor Longbottom."
"Oh James, you know you can call me Neville as always! And what do we have here?" His eyes moved from James to me,'and I took his hand.
"Professor Longbottom, I'm Lily Mihami sir, it's an honour to meet you!" He looked slightly surprised.
"Excuse me... To meet me?" He laughed nervously. "Oh, no, I'm onlu a teacher-"
"-who killed a huge snake, led Dumbledore's Army while Harry searched dter horcruxes, fought against hundreds of Death Eaters at the department of Mysteries, AND spoke to Lord Voldemort" people froze when I said his name even if he was dead "himself when you all thought that Harry was dead! And, most importently, you were always loyal to your friends, and you were brave! It's a great honour to meet you, sir!" He blushed and said;
"Well... Thanks..." He then led all first years in to the Great Hall, where we were going to be sorted.
"Did he do all that stuff?" James whispered in my ear.
"Yes," I whispered back.

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After a bunch of students Neville - sorry, Professor Longbottom - said:
"Mihami Lily!"
"Good luck!' James whispered, and I ran up to the stool. When the old hat reached my head I could hear a voice...

"Hmm... You are quick thinking... And you would do great in Slytherin... But you're smart, and you care much about school work... Ravenclaw, eh? No, wait, what's this... You're loyal to your friends, and you try to see the beauty in others even if they doesn't semm to be good persons... You want the world to be fair, and everyone to be happy... So Hufflepuff then? Hmm, no, it's not the right house... You are brave, and would stand on your friends side whatever would happen... And you want to prove yourself worthy... Hmm... This is hard... You're the hardest one I have tried to place since Albus Dumbledore... Hmm, you would do great in all four houses... But I have to put you in one house... Hmm... Better be... GRYFFINDOR!"

He said the last word loud to the group of students and teachers, and I walked towards the Gryffindor table and sat down next to a girl with almost white hair, who presentez herself as Dominique Weasley. Next one was Scorpius who got into Gryfgindor.
"Congratulations!" I said when he sat down in the middle of me and Dominique, with a stunned look at his face. After a while it was James's turn. He also got into Gryffindor, and he sat down next to me. Last up was Rose who also got in Gryffindor. McGonagall starred to speak.
"Welcome back old students, and welcome new, for another year at Hogwarts. First a bit of information to the first year students. When you're here your house will be your family. After dinner the prefects will lead you to your Common Room. If you have any questions you can ask me, one of the teachers, a prefect, headboy or girl, or you can ask someone else in your house. I also want to remember you all, that biting frisbee-discs, zonko and W.W.W-products are completely forbidden, and also that no students are allowed to go to the forbidden forest, and no walking in the corridors-" she looked at James "- after nine. But now, let's eat!" The golden plates were suddenly filled with all kind of food, and I ate as much as I could, and I heard Rose saying something that sounded like "you and my father are like so alike!", and James laughed. Scorpius just rolled his meatballs and sausages around without eating.

"Why aren't you eating?" I asked.
"I'm not hungry." He stood up from the bench and walked out of the Great Hall, and there was nothing I could do to stop him.

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Later that evening he still had not turned up, and I started to get a bit anxious, which James saw.
"What is it?"
"Well... It's just... Scorpius still haven't come up!" He shrugged his shoulders.
"He's probably just gone to the loo."
"Maybe..."
"Hey, he'll be fine. Want to play a game of chess?"
"All right." I won ("But I've never loosed to anyone before!" and after that James did not want to play anymore. When it was almost seven and Scorpius still had not turned up I decided to go and look for him.
"I'll be back in a minute."
"Wait, where are you going?" I answered over my shoulder;
"Lookin' for Scorpius!"

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I found him in an empty corridor with his legs close to his chest, his arms around the legs and his face buried behind his knees.
"Scorpius?"
He looked up with tears running down his face.
"Hello." He turned his head around so I would not see his red cheeks which I already had.
"Are you okay? Is something wrong?" He looked at me with a sad smile.
"Well, except that I'm in Gryffindor nothing's wrong."
"Gryffindor's not all that bad."
"I know."
"Then why don't you wanna be in Gryffindor?" He took a deep breath and made a gesture for me to sit down next to him.
"So... You said you've read those books?"
"Um... Yes."
"Well, then... You probably understand. My dad... Okay, I'll say it like this... All Malfoys has always been placed in Slytherin, and Slytherin and Gryffindor... Always been enemies... I broke the tradition!"
"I think Draco would be proud over you being placed in Gryffindor, it shows that you're different from the others, that you broke the tradition, that you're special. He would be proud."
"Maybe... but what about my mum?"
"Well, I haven't met her, but I think she would be proud too... I would be.' He laughed sadly.
"You don't know my mum."
"Then tell me about her."
"No... I can't. I'll tell you another time... The problem is... How am I supposed to tell them?"
"You know what?" I stood up and held uot my hand which he took and I helped him up from the floor, "I'll just show you to Gryffindor's Common Room and I'll help you tomorrow."
"Really?"
"Really."
And so we started to go up the stairs to Gryffindor's Common Room, and Scorpius was happy again.
All was well.

For now...

Chapter six - Can't think of a name...

I woke up next morning by the sound of someone saying my name.
"Lily, wake up, we're getting late for breakfast!" At first I did not understand where I was, but I remembered all about the sorting when I opened my eyes. When I did I found myself fAce-to-face with Rose.
"Well, we better hurry up then!" I said while grinning

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Later that day I sat in the common room with Rose, James and Scorpius and talked about our first day at Hogwarts. It SAS

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