Hey, so this is my first Harry Potter fanfics, so… Yeah. Expect slow updates, since I have a priority story on Inheritance and a few more after that… Bear with me, this is kinda terrible. I LOVE reviews, but… I'd like constructive criticism instead of flames.

Lily Potter was nine. She hated watching her brothers go to Hogwarts, hated not being allowed to go too. She had known that she was definitely magical for two years, when she had accidentally set a flock of angry canaries after James because he had stolen her poster of the Holyhead Harpies and ripped it up. Now, she clung to her father's arm.

"It won't be long, and you'll be able to go, too," Harry Potter assured her. That simply wasn't good enough.

"Two years!" she moaned, attracting stares from the ordinary, Muggle folk. "I want to go now!" She paid little heed as her two brothers squabbled; she had heard the argument at least seven times a day for the past week. She tossed her head excitedly, forgetting that she was not going to Hogwarts, as she ran through the barrier that hid the entrance. Brushing her dark red hair out of her eyes, she stood waiting for the rest of the family to join her. As they did, she immediately ran to Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione's family.

"Hi, Hugo!" she said brightly, trying to look as though she had not been crying.

"Hi," he greeted. "Hey, d'you already know which house you want to be in?" Lily laughed; that was the most pointless question she'd ever heard.

"Slytherin," she replied sarcastically. "Duh I want to be in Gryffindor!"

"Oh, I don't know…" Hugo mused. I'd rather be in Ravenclaw, you know, bring a little variety to the all-Gryffindor family." The red-headed little girl gasped. She had never heard of a person who would rather be in Ravenclaw than Gryffindor since her parents' time. Shaking her head, she caught sight of one person she had not wanted to see. Draco Malfoy. He, his wife and his son were standing not far away from the Weasley group, and, remembering what Lucius Malfoy had done to her mother, Ginny quickly sidled behind her aunt, groaning as James came back. She tuned out of the talking and stayed like that for the rest of the day.

Two years later

Lily walked happily beside her parents, chocolate eyes shining. The day had come for her to go into Diagon Alley to purchase her own school things! The first place they went to was Flourish and Blotts. There, they bought, among other things, 'A Beginner's Guide to Transformation' and 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them'. Lily looked at a very bored James and Albus. They seemed to know exactly what was going to happen when. Currently, they were betting on which copy of 'Monster book of Monsters' would get destroyed first. Lily sighed. Only boredom could make them do things with each other WITHOUT arguing. Next, her mother took her to Madam Malkins', who kitted her up with the standard Hogwarts things.

"Best get a cauldron," Her father smiled. He wouldn't let Lily get a silver one, insisting that she shouldn't be an exception just because her father was one of the Three Saviours, but she was pleased with her pewter one and her set of scales. Harry quickly paid for everything and they moved on to Ollivander's.

"So, Dad?" she whispered. "He's back in business? You said he's a little creepy…" Her Dad nodded as she entered the small wand shop.

"Ah, Miss Potter," the frail man inside murmured, fixing his silver, orb-like eyes on her. "I wondered when you'd come." Lily smiled. She liked it when people told her they'd been waiting for her.

"I'd like to buy a-" she began, but Ollivander cut her off.

"A wand… Yes." He started rifling through the boxes. "I think… Yes, that might do it." Lily took the wand her offered her.

"Yew and Unicorn hair, ten inches, rather brittle," he told her. "The wand chooses the wizard, you know, the wand chooses the wizard." Feeling uneasy, the girl raised the wand, only to have it snatched out of her hand by a gleeful Ollivander.

"Not that one, eh? Try this – eleven inches, holly and dragon heartstring, bendy to the last." Lily waved it about, but it was whisked away from her like before.

"Hmm… Maybe this one. Nine and a quarter inches, willow and dragon heartstring, pliable… You look like a dragon heartstring girl." Lily didn't even get a chance to lift the wand this time, as Ollivander was already shaking his head and trying the next one.

"Tricky customer, are you? How about Oak… ten and a half inches, snappy, phoenix feather?" Lily knew it wouldn't be that one; she was right. This time, her fingers only brushed the wood.

"Alright, then… Here's an unusual one. Why not? Your father's wand was unusual… thirteen and three quarter inches, willow and phoenix tail-feather, swishy." Lily doubted it would be the wand for her, but she accepted it anyway. She was surprised when her fingers grew warm and sparks flew out of the end of the wand.

"Yes… I thought so." Ollivander announced softly. Lily paid for her wand quickly and left hastily.

"Lily," Her mother said. "Your father and I were thinking, and we think we should give you a special present… I know you birthday was a while ago, so think of it as a belated present from all of us." The red-head's eyes lit up.

"What? What is it?" she cried excitedly. She felt like there was an enormous, happy balloon inside of her, and it was swelling by the second.

"Well, you have to choose… We're going to get you a pet to bring to Hogwarts." Ginny explained. Lily practically turned Diagon Alley into Marshmallow Alley in excitement.

"YAY!"

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