Chapter 14 – Spinning

I toweled my hair dry and thought about today. Odd thing to think about, I guess, but I like thinking about it.

After we touched down in Hogsmeade, Potter made me close my eyes and he led me to the cutest little café in the world. It was a French place, which is one of my favorites.

We had lunch and chocolate mousse for dessert. YUM!

Anyway, after lunch, we walked down the street arm in arm (HOW CUTE IS THAT!?!) to a little local owlery. We walked in a picked up a huge package from his grandparents. He explained that they lived in France at the time and sent him chocolates. No fair… I want grandparents who send me French chocolate!

We then raced to Diagon Alley where he picked something up from an antique shop. He wouldn't let me come with him for some reason that happens to be unknown. He can be such a meanie-face sometimes…but I love him anyway!

WAIT A SECOND!!!! NO! I DIDN'T SAY LOVE!!! I MEANT TO SAY LIKE!!!!! HONESTLY!! SERIOUSLY!!!!

Ahem… We took our time flying home. He sent my broom home so we could ride together. It was about 7:30 when we got home, giving me an hour to shower and change. That's where I am right now. I just got out of the shower, and I was trying to pick something out to wear.

Finally I found it. It was a dark pink shirt with sleeves that reached the tip of my knuckles. I slipped into a jean skirt that hit my mid-thigh. I pulled my hair into a half pony then slid a silver ring onto my left middle finger and a pair of silver dangling earrings into my ears. Perfect.

Finally, I left my room, sneaking a peak at myself in the mirror in the hallway. I quickly bounded down the stairs.

On the last flight, Potter came around the corner. "Hi Lil…Ow," I had smashed straight into him.

STOP LAUGHING!!! JUST BECAUSE HE'S ON THE FLOOR BECAUSE I KNOCKED HIM OFF BALANCE DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN LAUGH AT ME!!!! ROAR!!!!!!!!! I'm done…

"Merlin, I'm sorry!" I helped him up and he laughed and a hugged me. "Okay? What's so funny?"

"I think it's funny," he said, letting go of me. "And cute how clumsy you can be." I playfully punched him in the arm. "What!?! I think it's cute!"

"Okay, I think it's cute that you think it's cute," I replied. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I think it's cute that you think it's cute that I think it's cute," he repeated as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I like these moments. They're the stupid ones that you know you'll always treasure, even if it doesn't teach you anything.

"I think it's cute that you think it's cute that…huh?" Potter chuckled and kissed my forehead gently.

"You wanna go now?"

"Sure," I said as I nodded. He set him arm around my shoulders and my arm went around his waist. We walked towards the door.

Sirius' house is HUGE! It's a little smaller than Potter's, but it's still HUGE! I mean, you walk in the front door and there are four hallways that never end! Well…obviously they do end but…they seemed endless! Anyway, we were in the far left hallway in a huge room complete with dartboards, pool tables (though people didn't know how to use them…sometimes wizards and witches are hopeless.) tons of food and a huge dance floor. Officially the coolest party I've ever been to.

After dancing and socializing with Potter, it was about ten and I hadn't had a glass of punch yet! Astonishing, isn't it? So, I went over to the food line, got a glass of punch, and took a sip. It was good.

"Hey Lily!" I turned to see a friend of mine, Madeline, calling out my name. I set my drink on the end of the table and went to talk with her. Big mistake. Not the talking with Madeline, but the setting down of my drink.

It was 11:57. Kind of exact, I know, but I'm telling the story and I like to be exact. So why are you bugging me about it? Gosh! Sorry…Paranoia.

"Hey, Lily!" Potter yelled over the fast beat music. I was standing by the punch bowl having my ninth large glass of punch. What can I say? I was really thirsty. "Do you wanna dance?" He yelled.

I nodded. "Sure!" Potter took my hand and led me into the middle of the dance floor. It changed to a slow song and I slowly put my arms around Potter's neck as he put his huge, warm hands on my waist and held me close.

In the middle of the song, Potter said in my ear, "Lily, are you okay? You keep stumbling around like you're drunk."

"I'm fine," but my words came out slurred. Could punch really do that?

"You don't seem fine."

"Honestly, I'm fine," I said, controlling the slur as much as possible.

"Okay," he replied unbelievingly. He looked at me, worry glazed over his eyes.

"I'm fine, you git, "I insisted. He smiled wearily. I smiled back.

But then the room started spinning. I couldn't see anything! Potter's face became a blur; other dancers became stripes of color and the music mushed together so that it was hard to hear. CAN PUNCH ACTUALLY DO THAT?!?! WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!

I put my hand up to my forehead. The spinning wouldn't stop! I couldn't stand it! MAKE IT STOP!

I think I heard someone say, "Lily! Lily, are you alright?" but I couldn't tell who said it – or if that was what they even said. I felt myself hit the floor then everything else went black.

Well…at least the spinning stopped.

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