Waiting
Lily was gone. Lily had disappeared. She was lost.
Lily Luna vanished at exactly 10:00 a.m., July 28. It was 4:00 p.m. of July 29. She had been gone for 30 hours.
No one knew where she was. No one knew what had happened. Everyone was distraught. Harry and Ginny were heartbroken.
The Muggle Newspaper and the Daily Prophet had reported her missing. Harry had every spare auror he could find looking for her.
Albus was talking nonstop about the most random things, James worked at his homework feverishly: both were signs that they were scared.
No one could find her. She had completely and utterly vanished.
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10:30 p.m. July 29 36 1/2 hours
Harry lay awake that night. He couldn't sleep. His Lily Pad was gone. The house had an unnatural silence to it which said that everyone was awake.
She really was gone. She wouldn't have stayed hidden and listened to her family call and cry for her. None of his kids would. There was only one explanation:
Lily was truly gone. Harry would probably never see her again.
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3:00 a.m. July 30 41 hours
Ginny had finally found sleep, but Harry waited.
He waited. He waited for a whisper, a footstep to tell him she was still here.
He waited. He waited for a voice, a sign to tell him she was safe.
He waited. He waited for something to happen that would prove that this was not real, that this was a dream.
He waited. He waited for Lily to come home.
He waited. He waited for something, he just didn't know what.
A.N. YEHEHESSSS! I'M BACK! WOOOOOHOOOOO! FINALLY! FREEDOM! SUMMER! FANFICTION! Oh, MAN! Am I happy to be back! School is finally over! I am so sorry for the delay. I got out on the seventh, and this is my first chance to update. (:
I'm so happy right now.
R&R Please!
~Nova Dies