Ch. 1 Old Enemies Become Friends

Author's note: This is my first fan fiction, so no flames please! Constructive criticism is welcome.

Harry's POV:

Harry sighed as he watched his only daughter board the Hogwarts Express. Her auburn curly hair flounced and her grey eyes sparkled as she skipped aboard. What house would she be in? Hufflepuff? He immediately shot down the idea. His daughter was too intent on getting her way. How about Ravenclaw? This house was possible because she was extremely intelligent, even smarter than Hermione. Still, Gryffindor and Slytherin were more probable. She was bold and brave, but also cunning and sly. He assumed that she would get into Gryffindor. The sorting hat takes opinions into account, well; at least it did for him…

Lilly's POV:

I was immediately in awe over the scarlet train. I let go of Mum's hand, quickly shouted goodbye, and boarded the Hogwarts Express. I looked around in a daze, looking for someone to sit with. I quickly spotted my brother, James sitting in a compartment with his friend. I put on my sweetest, most angelic smile and waltzed in. "Hi!" I called, sweetly.

"Lily! Get out. Now!" James commanded.

"Why?" I made a very convincing puppy-dog face.

"Come on James," I heard one of his friends say, "Let your little sister stay."

"NO!" He shouted.

"Let me stay or I'll tell all my friends that you still sleep with Terry the Teddy bear!" I called, loudly. His face immediately paled, then, his friends started to laugh. I heard shouts along the lines of, "YOU STILL SLEEP WITH AN ICKLE DOLLY!" I then knew it was the correct time to "get outta doge"! I darted out of the room with James in close pursuit. I squealed in terror, just like a little girl, so a large, burly seventh year stopped James and started shouting at him to 'leave the little girl alone'. I smirked. A quick getaway: just what I was hoping for.

Now, another problem arose. Where do I sit? For a moment I considered bothering Albus-Severus, but quickly decided against it. I did not want to make another scene, at least for today. I slipped into a compartment with two first year boys sitting in it. One was very scrawny and the other was broad-shouldered- sort of like a gorilla. "Hi. I'm Lily," I grinned, evilly.

"Hi," said the scrawny one, "I'm Thomas." He had light blue eyes, white blonde hair, and a narrow face.

"What's your last name? I don't like the name Thomas, "I questioned. I know I put it very bluntly, but my Dad's arch nemesis was a man named Thomas Riddle.

"Malfoy," he said, "Oh… and about the name Thomas, I don't like it either. It reminds me of the Dark Days. You know, when the Dark Lord reigned. I'm not evil." We both sniggered. Then I turned to the ape-boy.

"And you?" I asked.

"Goyle, Gibby Goyle. Please call me Goyle. If your call me Gibby, I will permanently shut you up," He joked (I think).

"Look at us, laughing like old friends," I commented.

"By the end of the year, we will be," he said earnestly. Goyle and I nodded. This was going to be a good year.

Author's Note: So now that you read it, please review! It only takes a second! I'll try to get the second chapter up as soon as I can. I'm writing it as you read this. If you review, I'll get it up faster! Remember: no flames.