A nine year old girl with messy black hair and stunning green eyes watched with a mixture of pride, worry and jealousy as her older brother lead the way through the brick barrier. She knew he was scared, he had told her as much hours before when he had been unable to sleep before heading to Hogwarts for the first time. But she would never have been able to tell otherwise.

A large hand grabbed her own. Emily glanced up at the familiar eyes of her father with a small smile and tried to imitate her brother's confident stride through the barrier. She could feel her father's laugh but ignored it as the brick wall grew suddenly closer.

Without meaning to, she came to a stop in front of it. Her hand received a reassuring squeeze before her father gently lead her through the fake wall and into the platform.

Her first thought was that it was too noisy and too dark. She leaned further into the comforting presence of her father before searching for two familiar figures in the crowd. Eventually, her mother's voice caught her attention.

She carefully pulled her father through the crowd as she attempted to get closer to them.

"Are you sure you have everything, James?" The boy nodded and looked eager to escape his mother's presence, "Alright. Say goodbye to your father and sister. And then you can get on the train."

"Kay, Mum!" The boy rushed over and hugged the man who he was sure to look like in a few more years, "Bye Dad! I'll see you during Winter Break!"

"Be good. I don't want any letters from your teachers for at least a month, understood?"

The boy nodded, but any reply was cut off by his mother's voice.

"But we want to hear from you at least once a week."

"Yes, Mum. Bye Dad."

"Goodbye, James. You'll do great."

"Bye, Emsy!"

As her brother turned away, Emily panicked. The girl ran from her father's side and wrapped her arms around her brother's waist.

"Can I come too, Jamie?"

The sigh she got in response just proved that they had this conversation several times, "No Ems. You still can't come, but I promise I'll write okay?"

"Every day?"

He laughed a little before wrapping his arms around her, "There won't be that much to write about. How about once a week?"

She frowned, that would be two long, "Twice a week?"

He laughed again and Emily smiled, she loved her brother's laugh.

"You got a deal, Ems. Twice a week. I'll see you in a few months, okay?"

Emily felt the tears start to well up at the thought of not seeing her brother that long. She hurried to swallow them back when she remembered all of the other people on the station. Nodding once she squeezed her older brother a little harder before stepping back.

"Okay, Jamie. I'll see you soon. Have a good year!"

He smiled down at her one more time before ruffling her hair once as he ran away.

"Hey!"

Several pairs of amused eyes watched her as she grumbled under her breath while attempting to fix her untamable hair.

"Mum? Dad?" Her parents looked down at her, "I don't think I'm going to miss him very much after all."

The two older Potter's laughed and shook their heads at the antics of their children. With James aboard the train they were ready and willing to mingle amongst the other parents with Emily staying close by their sides.

Before they knew it, the clock struck eleven. All eyes turned to the train and the many waving hands. Emily caught a glimpse of the metal ring on one of the hands. Happy that her brother was wearing her Christmas gift, the tiny girl waved back, completely forgetting that she was supposed to be angry at her brother.

(0,0)

The next morning she was woken by the sound of a tapping at her window.

Eagerly she rushed to open the portal for the bird. Attached to its legs were two letters both written in a very familiar hand. She gave the bird the treats from her desk absently as she started to tear open the one addressed to her.

Jamie was in Gryffindor. No surprise there, all of the Potters had been in Gryffindor. His dorm mates were wicked. Sirius was a Black, but he was in Gryffindor so he couldn't be all bad according to James. Peter was quiet but seemed quite eager to be friends. Remus was really quiet and hadn't said much and he was in rags but he seemed at least somewhat interesting.

The feast had been enough food to feed them for weeks and the description of all of the different things left Emily realizing she had yet to eat breakfast. Quickly she read through to the end. She frowned at the last paragraph.

'I can't sleep. It's already past midnight, but I just can't manage to close my eyes. I think it would be easier with you here. Is because I ate too much. And all of my games and things are at home. And remember- don't go in my room while I'm gone!'

Emily looked around the familiar surroundings of her brother's room and the bed she had just vacated.

"Oops." She smiled to herself and lay the letter down carefully before heading downstairs with the other letter. Eager to share what James said with her parents. After breakfast she would write back to him. Who knows, maybe he would send another letter!

(0,0)

Emily sat staring at the empty sky outside her window.

James was coming home in a few days. Maybe she could talk to him then. He hadn't sent her a single letter in the last month. She hoped he was okay. He'd written to Mum and Dad of course. And he had been writing to her twice a week. But lately, no matter how many times she wrote to him, he hadn't written back.

He was probably just busy at school. Plus it was nice not to worry about opening a letter and having feathers fly out at her. Apparently James had been spending his first school year learning all sorts of pranks.

Emily had been his test subject as usual.

She sighed again still watching the monotonous black sky, maybe he would write today. He had to plan gifts with her for Mum and Dad after all. They always planned their gifts together. Or Emily made gifts and James put his name on the card, but they usually talked about it anyway.

She was just about to turn away and crawl into bed when a black spot appeared. She quickly grabbed the treats and opened the window. She wanted to read the letter as soon as possible. The owl landed gracefully on the window sill and she handed it the treat while untying the letter.

She was just about to open it when the names on the front nearly caused her to burst into tears. 'Mum and Dad' nothing about his little sister. She glanced around. Maybe she dropped it? But the shifting of several papers and books lead to disappointment. Watching the bird fly away she made her way towards the parlor where she figured her parents would be.

(0,0)

This was the worst Yule celebration ever.

Emily watched with a present in her lap as Jamie just kept ignoring her in favor of laughing with his 'best mate.' Every year they opened their presents from Mother and Father first and their presents to each other last. It was tradition. They'd done it that way forever.

But here she is sitting with the first gift on her lap, unaccompanied by her brother. Just as she was about to say something Jamie reached out to grab a present. She smiled, of course her brother wouldn't forget, just because he has a best friend now doesn't mean anything.

"For me? Aw, Sirius. You shouldn't have."

"How could I not? Especially when I have my own pretty package here?"

Without further ado, the boys tore into their packages for each other. Emily watched them for a few moments before feeling her parents eyes on her. Shaking back the feeling of loneliness, she gently peeled her own paper away from the present within.

"'The Theory of Potions'! Mum, Dad… I … Thank you!" The small girl hurried to throw her arms around her parent's shoulders.

Both of them laughed and responded with a firm warning that everything in the book was theoretical. Which meant she was not allowed to use any of the information, 'in anyway that would make it reality, practical, or useful.'

Emily also grinned when she unwrapped the newest Cleansweep from its packaging.

"She likes quidditch?" Black's voice cut though Emily's litany of 'thank you'.

Jamie actually grinned, proud of his baby sister, "Loves it! She's also really good for a girl. Only thing she loves more is reading. And even then only on occasion."

"Reading is more practical." Black obviously went to comment to James, but she cut him off, "Quidditch on the other hand is more fun when I trounce everyone else."

The Gryffindor snorted but Emily knew he would find out soon enough. No one could beat her on the Quidditch pitch. Even if James was a better Chaser most days. She hadn't missed the snitch in three years.

When James suddenly turned back to Black to talk she frowned and swore she wasn't hurt.

And if she was immensely pleased when James waited to open her gift. Well, that was her own business, wasn't it?

(0,0)

When James went back to school, he went back to writing her at least once a week. Every letter mentioned Black, but Emily got good at skipping over those parts.

She figured the other boy would be visiting over the summer, but maybe they could ignore him until he went away. That always seemed to work well for Emily. She frowned at a new name mentioned. Well, two actually. She might have seen 'Lily' before but she wasn't a constant in his letters. But 'Snivellus' that seemed like a horrible name to her. Poor kid.

She wondered if either of them would be visiting over the summer. Maybe it would be nice to have a few older friends at Hogwarts. They could help her with lessons and stuff. And it would be nice not to need to hang on her brother for every second of her first week there.

Not a great way to start off making friends at all.

Okay. I have no idea where this came from. But it was inspired in part by something I read on AO3. And only very loosely. It featured a RB/Fem!HP pairing (not where I'm heading) alongside JP/LE and a dash of Jealous!SB (Which will probably happen). I don't think this will take too much time out of my other work because I doubt any of the chapters will be much longer than this. And talk about a short chapter for me! Maybe they'll get better when Emily goes to Hogwarts. Anyway- Follow, Review, Fave and all that stuff!

Oh. And I need a better title. So any suggestions would be lovely 200 points to the house of your choice for the best title!