Lily Luna Potter walked down the old and dusty corridor of number 12, Grimmauld Place. she hugged her old teddy closer and closer to her quivering body. At age ten, of course she would be afraid walking to the bathroom at three-thirty in the night! As soon as she entered the bathroom and took care of her buisness, it was soon time to venture back down to the room that she shared with her cousin, Rose.
"Lily, what're you doing up? You should be in bed!" Lily, wide eyed in horror,
dropped her bear in surprise.
"James! You scared me!" She whispered, bending down to pick up her teddy.
"Well the noises in the hall scared me, so now we're even! Let's get you back to bed, alright?" James said, taking her hand and leading her back down the hall.
"Can I stay with you and Al tonight?" She asked. "This house gives me the creeps and Rose is being mean to me again." Lily added, looking up at her brother with hopefull eyes.
James thought for a minute. "Fine." He responded. Having her there would probably give him more comfort in the God forsaken haunted house.
Lily's face lit up and she pulled James down the hall to his and Albus' room. She hopped up on James' bed and climbed under the covers, James following in suit.
Al groaned from the other side of the room. "Lil? Why're you in here?"
"To sleep." She answered simply, closing her eyes and falling asleep in seconds.
James laughed, shrugged at Albus before getting into bed, and cuddling up next to Lily.