"L-Lily E-Evans," Lily stuttered helplessly, taking interest in the ground where her feet were perched.

        Paris shrugged her shoulders and sat down, Arabella following suit. Paris and Arabella consumed themselves into conversation between themselves – not bother Lily and Lily not bothering them. Lily returned to her book and read silently. When the train started to slow down Lily unnoticeable changed into her school robes, Arabella and Paris finally taking notice, did the same. The train came to a complete stop, and Arabella and Paris excitedly exited off the train, Lily being as small as she was – had trouble dragging her trunk off the train, which made her go slower. She finally exited and was pushed and shoved over to a giant-like figure.

        "Firs' years over here!" A man, or was it a giant, yelled. Lily was then summoned into a boat that was on a deep, scary looking lake. She was accompanied by the two girls who shared the compartment with her – Arabella and Paris, and a boy with dark hair, a handsome face, and glasses. The three of them were whispering frantically and kept on sneaking glances at Lily – obviously talking about her. It's already begun, Lily thought, my peers dislike me already!

        Soon they were being led into the castle – and then into the Great Hall. All the First Years lined up and were led to the front of the Great Hall, where every eye in the room was staring fixedly upon them – staff and students. Soon one of the professors brought out a stool and a wizard hat. The professor placed the stool in the middle and than sat the hat neatly on top. She than opened a long parchment that evidently had a list of names on it. She shouted out the first name and a tiny boy walked up to the stool, sat down, placed the hat upon his head, and nervously fidgeted. All of a sudden the hat seemed to come to life and started to barely move.

        "Hufflepuff!" It cried. More boys and girls went up to the stool and placed the hat upon their head until finally the professor called,

        "Evans, Lily!" Lily nervously walked to the stool, keeping her head faced down – watching her feet briskly move. She sat down upon the stool and placed the hat onto her head. Everything went dark – she was so tiny the hat had completely covered her vision. She then thought she was going crazy, for she thought the hat was speaking to her! But, alas, it was speaking – and to her!

        "Hmm, where to put such a brilliant mind as yourself. Ravenclaw would suit you best by your wits – but what about personality? You may be shy, but there seems to be another side that no one has seen – not even yourself. Where to put you? Hmm, difficult, yes. Well, I never yet have been wrong, so we better make it –

        "Gryffindor!"

        Lily quickly put the hat back upon the stool and clumsily walked to the Gryffindor table where there was clapping and cheery faces smiling and beckoning her towards them. She sat down on the corner, and stared anxiously at the stool – half of her hoping that those two girls would be sorted into Gryffindor as well.

        Arabella Figg was next to being sorted – and to Lily's delight she was placed into Gryffindor as well. Arabella gave her friend, Paris, a thumb's up before taking a seat, coincidentally by Lily at the Gryffindor table. After sever more people, Paris was finally sorted and was put into Gryffindor as well, she briskly walked towards the table and sat beside Arabella and they were already devoured into a new conversation – talking so softly that Lily could not here.

        "Remember what my older sister, Polly, said one day over the summer?" Paris asked devilishly.