Chapter Six

"Where in the bloody hell are we?" The four of us were going to brunch on Monday at this place that David could 'find in his sleep.'

Well evidently David couldn't find this place in his sleep like he promised. Why are men so hopeless with directions?

"I am sooooooooooooo hungry!!" Hannah whined.

"I'm sorry, I could've sworn it was just down the street."

"Well it's obviously not 'just down the street'" Tori air quoted 'just down the street.'

"Why don't we just stop at the next cafe we find." I was trying to give David a break from the past forth-five minutes of endless nagging he had been getting from Tori and Hannah.

"Thanks Lily, there is a cafe right there," David pointed down the street.

"Finally!!" Tori punched her fist in the air in triumph and then bolted down the street. "Last one there is the rotten egg!!"

When we got into the cafe we sat right down. The brunch menu had a very good variety of both breakfast things and lunch foods. "Hello, I am Pierre and I will be your server this afternoon. What would you like to drink?"

"Coffee," David said.

"Orange juice," both Tori and Hannah said.

"Hot tea please," I said.

"Okay, I will be back with your drinks shortly." Pierre folded up his pad of paper and stalked off.

"So Lily hot tea?" Hannah asked.

"What's wrong with-- oh I get it. Because I'm British I have to love hot tea right?"

"There are those stereotypes again." Tori shook her head.

"Well it's true; I am British, and i do love tea, so for me this stereotype is 100 correct."

"But then again not all stereotypes are correct. Like I'm a girl dancer so I must not eat anything and have no boobs. And well," Hannah looked down, "that's totally not true!!"

"And like I'm a guy dancer so I must be gay," David put his arm around my shoulder, "And that's definitely not true."

Pierre walked up with our drinks, "Like I'm French so I must be stuck up and spend over $2000 on my hair in a year." He gave us our drinks then walked back to the back.

It was two hours later and we were all running around David's house trying to get all of our stuff together. Somehow in three days all of our stuff got tossed around the whole house. Tori was having the hardest time trying to find all of her stuff because when she's done with one thing she leaves it where she just was.

"Lily, have you seen my green top that I wore here on Friday night?" Tori ran into my room scanning my room with her eyes.

I laughed "Tori I haven't seen it but I'm done so I will try and find it for you."

"Thanks Lily, you are a life-savior!!"

"I know," I laughed and started bowing.

"Ok no need for that Mrs. Egotistical." Tori laughed and ran out of my room in search of more missing items.

" Accio green shirt " The green shirt came whizzing into my room. I threw it on my bed and decided that I would wait for a few minutes to give it back. I flopped on my bed and opened Gone with the Wind.

" Crucio "

There was a man trembling in pain in front of my very eyes. Screaming in pain and thrashing back and forth.

"Now tell me the information that I need to know Evan and I will stop the pain." The voice seemed to be coming out of my mouth.

"NEVER!!" The man named Evan yelled, "I WILL NEVER GIVE YOU THE INFORMATION!!"

"Well then if you refuse then I have to dispose of you Avada Kedavra."

And just like that he was dead. But worse, I had killed him.

I woke up screaming. David rushed into my room, "Lily what's wrong."

I started to shake, "I- I-" but I couldn't tell him, not when he was a Muggle, "I just had a very bad dream."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, I don't think I can relive it. It will be better if I can just forget about it."

"Okay then. Let me get your bags, it's time to go."

"I will be right there in a second, I have to go to the bathroom." I walked into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. The girl staring back at me looked unfamiliar; she was pale and the expression on her face was scary. I turned the water on, splashed my face, and walked out of the room.

I got onto his roof top and climbed into the plane. I sat next to David and laid my head on his shoulder, it was going to be a long plane ride home.

And just like that the plane took off and we were headed back to New York.