"Angel's trumpet," Lilly said, entering the Gryffindor common room. Looked like she was the first one there. It was great to be back to Hogwarts. As fun as Rupert's was, Hogwarts was home. She sat in one of the armchairs, Smartie jumping onto her lap. The second-year stroked her kitten, staring into space. What could she get Violet for her Birthday? Would she get on the quiddich team? Not important things like last year's worries. That was horrible. But it turned out not so bad in the end. It didn't stop Violet from locking herself in the Hufflepuff dorm.