The Dreaded Ninth

By A.B. Henzy

"You're actually going to see Souraya Black? But it's the ninth!" said the confused Lily. " Hey since you're stayin' at my house, you're stayin' with Me." replied James smugly. " Oh man, you mean I have to go too!" Lily moaned. " And there's nothin' you can do about it!"

"I still can't believe you're taking me to the most evil witch in the world's house! And on the ninth of all days to go!" Lily grumbled. "Lily, she's not that bad. Besides, she always gives me hot-chocolate and ice cream when I go." James said happily. "Oh! All right, if I get hot- cocoa and ice cream too," Lily said, surprised. "But why not tomorrow." she mumbled.

"Lily, why is the ninth so bad for you?" James asked curiously. "Oh, no reason." Lily replied sadly. James raised his eyebrows, but said nothing. Lily put her head on James' shoulder and he put his arm around her waist. " T here is something wrong, but I won't ask." James vowed to himself. " She'll tell me on her own."

"Yeah, right James. I won't tell you!" Lily giggled. "Oh, pooh! Please? Nah, never mind." James teased. "Oh, maybe its best I tell you." Lily said quietly. "You don't have to if you don't want to, ya' know." James murmured.

"I want to. Okay, here goes stuff: In my 4th year at Hogwarts my parents were killed by Voldemort. You knew that. Anyways, It happened on the 9th of August and ever since I've hated that day." Lily said slowly. "Oh, geez, Lily! I'm sorry." James cried in astonishment.

"That's alright. I've been needing to get that out." Lily said more quietly than ever. "Wow, that must be really hard!" James thought. " It is." Lily said. "What?!"