"Mum," Lily said. "I'm going out."
"Again?"
"Yes, well..." Lily shuffled her feet. "I just want to catch some air. You know, as long as it's summer."
"Of course, my dear. I think you'd better hang out with somebody."
Lily tried her best to ignore that that somebody could mean Petunia–who, by the way, wouldn't have come with her for any reason and was having the time of her life with that guy, Vernon Durs-something. Well, maybe in case of a zombie attack her sister would prove to be more willing to cooperate, Lily reckoned.
"–you should enjoy yourself," her mum was saying.
"I like being alone, and right now I need that. Please?" It was not that she had no friends; and Severus had always been enough even though thay'd been drifting apart lately. Unfortunately, that would have to wait.
"Sometimes you are so serious. Well, I'd rather have a sensible daughter over a reckless one," her mum smiled.
"Thank you, Mum!"
"See you later then."
"Bye!"
Lily didn't tell anything about her plan as she wanted to avoid useless questions, but feeling her Mum turning on the TV, she stopped in the garden and hid behind a big bush to listen to it for news about the so-called epidemic. She couldn't believe the Muggles still refused to awknoledge the zombies. And she couldn't understand why the zombies showed themselves as such only to magical people yet.
Sure enough, after some brief advertisment, she heard what she was waiting for. And it was not good.
"The diseased cases have been growing in the United Kingdom. International voyages have been blocked because to protect ourselves against the infection that's spread in German and France and has reached the many other European and Asian Defence members encourage people stay alert. The Queen qill give a speech at 9 pm. Please, stay tuned."
Lily tightened her grip on the old and rusty key of the bunker she had found and had deemed suitable. It had been built during the Second World War, and the previous owner had turned it into a pub, but now it was abandoned. It was in open country, and that makes it definitely better than her own house as a refuge. The best thing she had immediately noticed was its big steel door. She had checked it out; it was still sturdy. And heavy. OPening it had proven to be quite complicated-
She had already brought tables, chairs, supplies and water, and she was actually considering bringing some books and games in case they'd need–and more importantly, would be able–to stay in there for long.
There wasn't any proper bathroom despite the bunker having been a pub, but she had been able to arrange some sort of... latrine. The tub was rusty but it would suffice.
Now she was carrying her survival kit, pocket-knives, some rope, and sleeping bags.
Weapons will be the next step, she grimly thought.
Written for the Character Admiration Tournament on The Golden Snitch forum. School: Beauxbatons. House: Melusine. Team Light. WC: 508
First round:
Barty Crouch Jr (dark) VS Lily Evans (light)
Task: How would these characters fare in the Zombie/Inferi apocalypse?
