This Is Me

Lily Luna Potter, the only daughter and youngest child of Harry Potter, gets sorted into Slytherin. What happen, will she stay the perfect Potter Princess or will she change to be The Cunning Slytherin Princess. How will she handle having her brothers turn their backs on her and convince their family she has changed and they leave her to. What will her family say when Scorpius Malfoy becomes her best friend and she wished she was a Malfoy. Worst of all what will happen when she can't take it anymore and runs away. Then her wish comes true.

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8. Ch. 7 The light

It was a week after the first day of classes and I soon found myself in the Slytherin common room with some of the other first years, bored out of our minds.

Things hadn't gotten any better with my brother but instead they got worse. Not just between my brothers and I but with my brothers, cousins and the entire Gryffindor house.

My brothers some how convinced everyone I was nothing more than a filthy snake and pretty soon I will have the Dark Mark on my arm. Everyone believed them, which hurt, but more importantly Hugo did, which hurt even more.

I'm just glad looks can't kill because by now with the looks my family have been giving me I would be dead and in heaven.

"Hey Potter I need to talk to you," someone called behind us. 

We turned around to see Caden Flint, Lola's older brother, who is the Slytherin quidditch captain.

"What's up," I asked him confused, none of the older kids besides Scorpius takes to me.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the table we were sitting at.

"Look I need a seeker for the team this year our old one graduated last year, and if you have the skills your mom and dad have then I want you on my team," he explained.

I nodded my head, "Ok I'm with you so far."

"Meet me at the quidditch pitch after lunch on Saturday, ok?"

I was about to nod when I remembered something, "I don't have a broom, first years aren't allowed to bring them."

He shook his head, "Don't worry about that, I am have Scorpius came down too since it was his idea to put you on  the team, and you can use his broom."

"Ok, I'll be there," I said and walked back to the table where my friends were. 

"What did my brother want," Lola asked me.

"Nothing important," I told her and went back to the book I was reading.

 

"Can't sleep," I heard behind me.

It was two in the morning and I was in the common room reading, trying to get my mind off of things, I just wanted to forget things for a while.

I turned around to see Scorpius standing next to the third year boy dormitory staircase.

"No not really. What about you," I asked.

"Lars Montague feel asleep before me and he snores...a lot," he said as he sat next to me, "why are you still awake?"

"Just thinking...or trying not to think. If that makes since," I explained setting down my book.

"Yeah it does or at least it does for me. You're trying not to think about your brothers, right?" he guessed.

"Kinda, more like everything that has happened in the last week. First I get sorted into Slytherin, which actually isn't bad at all, then I get in a fight with my brothers, now they hate me along with all of my cousins, I lost my best friend, make really cool new friends, and now I have a chance to be the Slytherin Seeker," I said, voicing everything I was trying to forget about.

"But I don't get it, some of those things are good things. Why would you want to forget good things," he tilted his head confused.

"Because it stresses me out and I don't know why. Don't get me wrong I love being in this house but every time I think about being in this house too much I start to think about what my parents will say when I see them for Christmas break then that makes me think about how I will have to put up with being with my brothers all the time during break. Not to mention when we go to my grandparents house I will be alone and bored because everyone hates me. And it just leads to all these different thoughts and it confuses me, and makes me stress," I explained to him.

He just sat there quietly letting me rant about everything I have been feeling for the last week and it felt good

After I was finished he gave me a very thoughtful look and said, "You know I can see why you think that but you shouldn't let it get to you. Most of those things are what if's, you never know you may get home and your parents will be perfectly ok with the house you are in and as long as you stay away from your brothers you will be fine. As for your cousins you haven't talked to all of them there has to be at least one who is ok with the house you are in. And if not then you call me and I will be there for you because no matter what I will always be your light."

"What do you mean by that," I asked confused.

My light? What does he me 'my light'?

"The light meaning I will always be the one person who helps you get though the bad things that happened," he explained.

The light? The one person who gets me through things? What does he mean but I wasn't going to question him.

He was my "light" what ever that means.

 

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