Next Generation: Little Moments and Forgotten Memories – Chapter 10

Hola amigos! So, this is Lucy. It's set at the end of the summer before the year Last (Lorcan's previous drabble) occurred.

DISCLAIMER: Yeah, I don't own it :)

Prompt: Never
Character: Lucy Weasley

Out of all of my cousins, I'm not the one you notice first.

That would be James, who's always joking around.

Or maybe Al, who looks exactly like Harry Potter.

It could be Victoire, the beautiful part veela.

Teddy might attract your eye with his turquoise hair (he's my honourary cousin) or possibly Louis, the half French part veela son of ex Beauxbatons Tri-Wizard champion, Fleur Delacour.

Maybe twins Fred and Roxie would draw you in with their tan skin and dark hair or perhaps Rose, with her unruly darkdarkdark red curls and big chocolate eyes.

Maybe it would be my sister Molly, with her little black notebook that she clutched onto as if it was life itself.

Perhaps Lily, with her fire hair and sparkling eyes, or Hugo with his curly rust coloured hair.

It might have been Dominique, our own Head Girl and Victoire and Louis' sister.

But it's not me.

I'm just Lucy, younger daughter of Minister of Magic Percy Weasley and muggleborn Audrey Weasley.

I'm basically a carbon copy of Lily with shining blue eyes instead of sparkling brown.

My best friend, Lysander, once told me he could see the sky and the stars in my eyes. I told him to shut up.

Actually, Lysander and Lorcan are two you'd notice before me also. They're twins, but they do seem different.

They both have their mother's blonde hair that refuses to lie flat on their head.

Their eyes are both blue, but Lorcan's remind me of the sky and Ly's seem like the sea.

They're both tall (though Ly is slightly taller) and tanned (Lorcan is slightly more sun kissed).

Lorcan is Lily's best friend and Lysander is mine.

Lorcan is the dreamer like me, and Ly and Lily are the daring ones.

People always ask why Ly and I are best friends, instead of Lorc and I.

I always tell them, he needs someone to show him the stars and Lily can't because she's still searching.

Lorc is one of my best friends, but it's always been LilyandLorcan and LucyandLysander.

Ly's going into his fourth year now, and me into my third.

I have a memory from back when I was nine, and he was ten. We were lying under a tree outside his house.

"Luce, we're best friends right?" he asked me.

I giggled, and told him, "Of course silly! You couldn't get rid of me if you tried".

He sighed, relieved. "I was just worried that when I go off to Hogwarts, you'd forget all about me," he admitted.

I turned on my side to face him. "If anyone should be worrying, it's me. You could go off to Hogwarts and forget all about me. I'm just Lucy, waiting at the Burrow," I told him sadly.

He shook his head vehemently. "Never, Luce. Never!" he told me passionately.

My breath caught. "Never say never, Lys! That just tempting fate," I told him, wagging my finger slightly.

He just rolled his eyes and grinned.

But even as I remember this memory, I can't help but feel sad. Ly and I haven't lain on the grass outside his house since that summer. I didn't see him much the summer after that, and even less the next. I haven't seen him this summer at all. I guess we just grew apart. I remember how he said told me he'd never forget me, and I smile bitterly. Guess what Ly? It's never already, and you're not around. You should have listened to me, Lysander Scamander.

Never say never