Another amazingly short chapter! I am on a roll, lol, ;D
Well, okay then.
Lily looked almost dead. Her hair was around her face in a red blaze, and her very own face was pale, peaked and white. Her brown eyes were shut, and her hands folded serenely on her stomach.
James staggered.
"She'll be alright," I whispered. "Hopefully."
"We've called your parents," Professor McGonagall said softly.
Lexi was paler than normal, and there was a solemn look in her eyes. All of us loved little Lily. She was the spitting image of Ginny, and Harry swore that she looked a mite like his mother, Lily Evans. Which, I suppose, was the reason that they named her Lily. But right now, she looked dead.
James staggered again and collapsed in a chair. I gave an exclamation and tried to make him comfortable, but right now, he looked close to tears.
I've only seen James close to tears about two times. The first time, it was in third year. He tried to give a bunch of flowers to a girl, who cruelly rejected them with a snobbish laugh. Lexi and I, in outrage, sought her down and cursed her, but when James saw our handiwork, he asked if it was us and we said that it wasn't. The second time was in fifth year, when his girlfriend was cheating on him. Later, Lexi and I went to her and did the same thing.
It was fun.
But right now, it was not fun, seeing James. I couldn't exactly curse Lily, because it wasn't her fault.
But- a small smile crept over my face – there was that idiot Goyle...
Ten minutes later, Lexi and I were huddled over near the Slytherin house, waiting. Presently, the Goyle person came up and we hexed him with about fifty jinxes.
"Yeah!" I said, and high-fived my friend.
"And what is this all about?" a cold, crisp voice said before me.
I turned around and felt myself pale.
A cliffy! Anyway, I'm currently (like, right now) reading an AMAZING BOOK called "The Singer of All Songs" by Kate Constable, and I can honestly say that I love it! I can't wait to finish it and read the rest of the trilogy! AHHH!
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