One
It was one little spider. Just a bit bigger than a thimble, really.
But that tiny little spider had her two older brothers, her favourite cousin, and her uncle pressed against the wall on the opposite side of the room, with terrified looks on their faces.
She walked into the room, tilted her head to one side, then calmly reached over to cup the spider in her small seven-year old hand, before setting it out the kitchen door.
James would later on argue that he hadn't been scared. Albus insisted that the spider had been as large as a dinner plate. And Hugo wouldn't let anyone open the kitchen door until the next morning.
But Uncle Ron never said a thing about it, even after the story had been leaked to the rest of his family, and all the teasing had begun.
He did say one thing though, looking half-amused and half-disturbed as he turned to her.
"You know, I think you really are your parents' daughter – another of those fearless, headstrong types. But Merlin help us if I'm right."
But you know – Uncle Ron was always right when it came to those things.
Lily Luna Potter was unashamedly brave. A little shy, maybe, but still as brave as they come.
To be honest, she could only think of one day she was truly, truly scared – her wedding day.
But that's another story. For now, there is just one little spider, spinning its web with threads that tell the tale of little Lily Luna Potter.
Because she was the one who had been brave.
A/N: This was written for the 20 drabbles, 20 prompts Competition on HPFC. :) The prompt I was given for this chapter was "scared." And the prompt I've given myself for this whole collection is "Numbers." :) Let's all count together? ;)
Thought of the Day: What do you think Lily Luna Potter is like? :)) I'd love to know what you think! :)