Hey guys! I updated much quicker than I thought I'd be able to, but I probably won't be able to update this quickly in the future. Thanks to NY GE Pyromaniac and Aveline Archer for being the first reviewers of this story. Enjoy!
As time went on, I realized the futility of my efforts. Who on earth would take in a random girl in this time of peril? No one, that's right. I began to feel really stupid, something I had never felt before, as I was quite the prodigy. But, obviously, my common sense had left me and I now had no idea of where I was going and how to get back to where I was coming from.
I saw a bench and sat down there to get some rest, and when the realization dawned on me that I was lost—not to mention dirty, hungry, and tired—I did what any normal two year old would do, I cried…I wailed…and then bawled for good measure. Finally when my tears had run out, I looked around and saw a woman with red hair and a rather large belly coming towards me.
I didn't know what to do… should I run? If I did where would I go? Should I wait and talk to her? But didn't mommy and daddy tell me to stay away from strangers? Aaaaagh! It was so confusing!
I was spared from making a decision because the woman with the red hair and rotund belly had already reached me. She looked at me and met my eyes, I had to admit that she was quite pretty, and said, "Sweetie, what are you doing here?"
Sniffling, I replied (against my common sense I know…), "I'm lost."
She said, "Oh Merl—dear! Well, do you know where your parents are? Perhaps I could help you find them."
When she said this, the tears started falling again, and I said, "My parents…my parents are GONE!"
At this she pulled me into a hug, and I stiffened at the touch, but then I relaxed, my sobs unceasing. It had been a few days since I had spoken, let alone hugged anyone, and the solitude was driving me crazy; I was a two year old girl, and I needed my fair share of human companionship and love. When I had finally calmed down, she said, "I'm so sorry. I know what it's like to lose a loved one. I'm Lily by the way, Lily Potter. I live right down the street with my husband, James. Would you like to come in for a little and talk?"
Though I knew I shouldn't go into this lady's house, I decided that I really didn't care anymore about that "stranger danger" stuff. She was nice to me, and I was going to go with her, so I nodded and took her outstretched hand. Off we went into her house.
"We live in Godric's Hollow. It's lovely here, so, what's the word…magical!," Lily explained as we walked down the street.
I had to admit, the place was wonderful. From what I had seen, downtown was filled with little shops and laughter filled the hustle and bustle of the area. The people all seemed friendly, the buildings seemed cozy, and the whole place had the air of love and family. When we arrived at her house, I had been fully convinced that the place was magical.
We entered the cozy cottage, and she brought out some warm cookies and juice for me to eat. Having eaten out of a suitcase for the past few days, I ravenously devoured the warm, delicious food. Lily watched on and chuckled at my appetite, when I was done she asked, "Could you tell me what happened to you now? I know it's a bit strange to be telling your life story to an utter stranger, but if you could tell me, then I could probably help you out."
It was right then and there that I decided that I could trust this woman, Lily Potter. She had taken me in when I was falling apart, and now she was trying to help me out in the best way she could. Never had a person, with the exception of my mother and father, shown me such kindness; Lily Potter was no longer a stranger to me but a friend. So, I told her everything. I told her about my home, the mangled corpse, the screaming, and the fear. I felt like crying again when I told her about my parents, but I was all out of tears.
When I finished, she just looked at me, and then she said, "You are a smart one. I would never have expected a two year old to be able to tell a story with that much detail. Anyway, it is obvious that you have nowhere to go, and I would like to offer you a place in my home. What do you think?"
I nodded vigorously and threw my arms around her. Lily Potter, I had decided, was the most kind and loving woman I would ever meet. But as quickly as my ecstasy began, it was ended by a new foreboding thought. I voiced it, "What will your husband think?"
She opened her mouth to answer my question when a deep voice from the door said, "Yes, Lily. What would your husband think?"
Who's the voice? Three guesses... Anyway, I hope you liked it. Tell me if you think I could do anything to make this story better. I want it to be great. You know what to do. Wait, you don't? Review of course! ;) Nah, you don't have to. Just don't be too mad at me if the chapter wasn't what you expected and don't explode if I don't update for a while. Finals are drawing nearer every second...
