Walking the steps of Hogwarts a nervous chill went up my spine. What if I was put into Hufflepuff? What if no one wanted to be my friend? What if I was bad at magic? What if my teachers were mean? These and a hundred other questions were flying through my head, when a woman appeared who I immediately recognised as Professor McGonagall. "Welcome, first years to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will now lead you to the Great Hall where you will be placed into your houses, they are..." I stopped listening there I knew this speech back to front, I would ask dad to tell me his story ever night before bed. But I knew he left out some "violent scenes" like when he defeated Lord Voldermort. But I would ask Teddy and he filled me in. While McGonagall was still talking I gazed over to the moving stairs, seeing them up close I was fascinated.

"I heard from my brother, Billie that they make you duel against other first years and that's how you get sorted!" Exclaimed a striking first year boy, I knew this was all a lie of course. The older students tell their younger siblings wild accusations about how we get sorted, but when Albus came home from his first year he told us that you try on a magical hat and it reads deep into your mind and select the house where you belong. Albus got put into Slytherin, but he says the hat took a long time to decide. As we lined up at the front of the Great Hall, the striking first year boy came up to me and extended his right hand. "Hi, I'm Jeremy, Jeremy Dickson"

"Hello, I'm Lily." I blushed. While shaking his extended

"Do you have a last name Lily?"

"Oh, it's Potter, Nice to make your acquaintance Jeremy."

"You're not the daughter of Harry Potter, are you!" He exclaimed.

"Yes, Harry Potter is my father." I replied.

"Wow!" Jeremy shouted. Just at that moment Professor McGonagall walked out and announced the Great Hall was ready for our sorting. Walking inside I immediately looked to the roof, but as I expected there was no roof it was as if it just opened to the heavens. Mesmerized, I didn't look where I was going and I ran into the back of a very tall black haired girl.

"Oh, Sorry, I was just mesmerized by the roof." I rambled

"That's alright; it is quite a beautiful sight." She said. "Hi I'm Ashley Rose. And you are?" Asked the tall girl

"Pleasure, I'm Lily Potter. Ashley….that's a wonderful name." But, before Ashley had time to reply Professor McGonagall called Jeremy's name to get sorted. He walked up and sat on the stool, and McGonagall placed the sorting hat on his head after 10 tedious seconds the hat screamed Gryffindor. Then a roar erupted from what I can presume was the Gryffindor table, McGonagall then went through the rest of the first years alphabetically by last names, when I started to hear the P's, my palms got sweaty and I was filled with nervous energy,

"Potter, Lily!" shouted McGonagall. Slowly I walked the steps to the teacher's table. I saw Professor Longbottom, Uncle Ron says he saved his life. There was also a short lady with wild hair, a tall, thin man with big ears, and a plump man in a purple with blue moons cloak who sat in the middle of the table in a big gold throne, I realised was Professor Huffleclaw, our headmaster. I reached the stool and turned to the whole school, and sat on the wobbly chair, the hat went over my eyes and I was surrounded in total darkness, when a loud, croaky voice interrupted my thoughts "Difficult, just like your father I might say, you have a very open & steady mind perfect for Ravenclaw but you also very brave, and you're just and have shown great loyalty. But, look here your cunning perfect for Slytherin as well. Yes, very, very difficult. I think I shall put you in….Ravenclaw!" The hat shouted the house I am now in out loud, and the table in the middle erupted with cheers. I walked down to my new house.