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Chapter Nine: Paris Holds the Key to your Heart


Paris. I've always wanted to go to the city of love. Where baguettes were long (if you know what I'm saying...wink wink!), the museums were to die for, and the quiet back-streets where you just might find a Chinese retaurant. Paris! Oh how lovely the clouds are in Paris! Oh how lovely the flowers are in Paris. Oh how lovely the fire hydrants are in Paris. God, I love this city!

And who better to spend a few days with in the city of love than with the one you love. I wanted to see it ALL! The Eiffel Tower, The Louvre, oh and all the lovely gardens! I want to see school children walking on the cobbled roads and the bees zooming around trashcans. I want to see it all! But I couldn't because I was on a mission.

"Okay James," I said, looked exceptionally touristy with my map spread open, looking around confusedly, "We need to take a left up here, and when you reach Rue la Pomme you take another left." I am so good with directions. First year, I knew where everything was and never needed directions.

"Hey Lily, you've gotten really good with the whole directions thing. Remember in first year and you got lost every day for an entire month and every day I would have to go find you? Remember that?" Geez James, I'm trying to forget the fine details.

"Nope. Don't remember that ever occuring." Darn Darn Darn! If he wasn't so hot I would totally beat him up right about now. Obviously, I must have showed my anger in some frowning fashion. He looked down at me and said softly in his deep, lucious voice, "I was just kidding! Now I think we should find them soon before it gets dark and we have to...book a hotel room." He ended in a sly grin. Perv.

Being stuck in a foreign country, with only your basic french nailed down isn't fun. We walked for literally 4 hours. FOUR HOURS? That is a ridiculous, tiring amount of time. "James, my feet hurt." They truly did, especially my pinky toe. OW!

"Well maybe you shouldn't have worn those healy type shoes. What do you call them? Your precious stilettos." He said as he offered to give me a piggy back ride while using completely unreadable hand signals. I of course, being a girl, decided to take this "gesture" and I hoppled onto his back...yes, hoppled. However, even with me on James' back, we were still lost.

"I know a quick little spell that can get us out of -"

"James, in no way will you resort to magic in an area so full of Muggles that anything out of ordinary..."

"How about two British people piggy-back riding it through the city of love? Does that not strike you as odd? Is that normal behavior for you?"

"As a matter of fact it is. Fine. You can do the spell ONCE!" With a flash of wood, and flick of wand, James silently held his wand aloft his hand. Suddenly, the wand turned slightly."

"We are due East. Can't be too far, can it. You can travel this city in a day." God, he can get annoying when he pretends he knows things. But he is SO gorgeous doing it. I wish things would work out between us.

"But Rome wasn't built in a day." Outloud again? Are you freaking kidding me?


It was a dark brown building, made of old crumbling stone. The two of us, tired from our full day of walking, stubbled to the door. Luckily, there weren't too many staircases like Hogwarts(and luckily they didn't move). We found it. Appartment number 24 at last was our Heaven. James rapt his knuckles on the door (if you must know, it was Shave and a Haircut).

"Lily? James?! What the hell are you doing here? Is something wrong?" Said Remus as he ushered us into the appartment. Man, Rebecca's entire family is rolling in galleons. Never before have I seen an appartment stretched between four. It was like four appartments.

"No time, Moony. Where is Rebecca?" Leave it to James to totally not explain the situation to one of the smartest people on earth."

"Let me guess," she said, waltzing into the room, holding a bag of Banana chips in her hand, "my parents decided to come back early. Aren't they on a cruise? Oh never mind! Let's just use the fire."

It took about thirty minutes for everyone to gather their things, swiftly. And the eight of us, with Becca's Aunt and Grandma behind us (making that an even ten) all huddled around the fire.

One by one, we left through the green flickering flames. One after another, a shout of "Beach house 2838 Soleil Cresent" rang through the air. It was me and James left. "You go first." he offered. What a gentleman! Grabbing the floo powder, I stood in the fireplace, stupidly. I flashed my "sexiest" smile and I threw the powder down saying those magic words.

Only I didn't say the magic words.

Because the Magic Words had to be French, and I don't have a perfect accent yet. Of course.

Spinning out of control, I pleaded for the pain to stop. This agony was binding. I never knew how horrible the Floo Network was. Waiting for the precious Beach House to shine its Beacon towards me, I held my breath. But I didn't end up on Soleil Cresent.


Sorry this took a while, but I have so much school stuff! But education is important if I ever want to become an author.

Also, Sorry for that tad bit of Cliff Hangingness. Enjoy that on your mind.

My writing has gotten better as I look through, but the thoughts are a bit more jumbled. I really need to work on that.

I was going to put the "Paris holds the key to your heart" but that would clash with my thoughts. (thanks to whoever gave me that suggestion...let me know

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"And as for this book," said Hermione, "The Tales of Beedle the Bard … I've never even heard of them!"
"You've never heard of The Tales of Beetle the Bard?" said Ron incredulously. "You're kidding, right?
"No, I'm not!" said Hermione in surprise. "Do you know them, then?"
"Well, of course I do!"
Harry looked up, diverted. The circumstance of Ron having read a book that Hermione had not was unprecedented.