Ok, here's the next chapter, I'm going to try to make it as realistic as
possible, Please Review.
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Lily trekked slowly down the stairs, everyone was silent when she appeared, even Petunia had stopped her whining and they stared at her. Lily kept her eyes downcast.
The tension was so pronounced; you could cut through it with a knife. At last, Lily tore her eyes from the floorboards and gazed at her parents. Her mother and father looked sad, disappointed and a little angry, Petunia smirked at her and gloated silently behind her raised hand.
Her father sighed and asked with a heartrending look: "Why did you do this?"
"Because I love him!" Lily answered back quickly
He frowned: "How come?"
"I.I don't know how." Lily faltered, "I just do"
"Lily." began her mother, ".we never stopped you from going anywhere or doing anything. because we had faith in your judgment and in our own ability at bringing you up properly."
"And," butted in Petunia, "it's been hard living with a.a Freak like you!"
"Silence!" thundered her father, "Lily being a witch has had no bad effects on this family!"
"Father" Lily said quickly "He isn't what everyone says he is, he's sweet and loving and .absolutely truthful." she finished by casting a dirty look at her sister.
"But my child." her father said gently, "can't you see that he himself is a lie? He deceits you every time you met him, you know that he is much older than you, but by what Petunia tells us, he appears as a young man."
"But Father."
Her father silenced her with a gesture, "We cannot stop you seeing him, but look at all the havoc he creates in your world and the mischief he has started in ours. make your own decision, we trusted you before and we still trust you now, to do what's right. But remember one thing, one man cannot be two things at the same time, he cannot be tall and short, he cannot be the truth and still lie and. he cannot be good, but still do evil"
Lily nodded and walked back up to her room, the slumped on her bed, she had to talk to someone, but whom? Her friends were wonderful but they still loathed Voldemort, she realized that she couldn't talk to anyone; there was no one who didn't detest him, no one who didn't fear to say his name, no one except.her. She buried her face in her pillows and wept, how could she love a man who everyone hated? Why was she the only one that saw his good side?
A fluttering at her window caught her attention, she jumped up, hoping it was a note from Tom, but as she took a stiff envelope from the feathery messenger, she sighed. It was an official Ministry of Magic letter, she tore it open:
Ms Evans
You are to report to the Department of Magical Sports and Recreation on Monday, you will receive further instructions there.
Ima M Oron
Shit, they were probably planning to dump more donkeywork on this helpless apprentice. Why did they always have to be so damn cryptic? This was all she needed, more problems with no solutions.
She tore it up and was just about to fling the pieces in her fireplace, when a figure calmly stepped out of it! She drew back and stared. Tom stood there composedly with his hands in his pockets and looked at her expectantly, "Well?"
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- I know it isn't really all that interesting yet, but please bear with me, I'm suffering emotional trauma of a recent bout of writers block, the effects haven't worn off completely. please review this and tell me what's going wrong. PS. I know I said this was PG 13 but I haven't got around to any explicit stuff yet ; )
Lily trekked slowly down the stairs, everyone was silent when she appeared, even Petunia had stopped her whining and they stared at her. Lily kept her eyes downcast.
The tension was so pronounced; you could cut through it with a knife. At last, Lily tore her eyes from the floorboards and gazed at her parents. Her mother and father looked sad, disappointed and a little angry, Petunia smirked at her and gloated silently behind her raised hand.
Her father sighed and asked with a heartrending look: "Why did you do this?"
"Because I love him!" Lily answered back quickly
He frowned: "How come?"
"I.I don't know how." Lily faltered, "I just do"
"Lily." began her mother, ".we never stopped you from going anywhere or doing anything. because we had faith in your judgment and in our own ability at bringing you up properly."
"And," butted in Petunia, "it's been hard living with a.a Freak like you!"
"Silence!" thundered her father, "Lily being a witch has had no bad effects on this family!"
"Father" Lily said quickly "He isn't what everyone says he is, he's sweet and loving and .absolutely truthful." she finished by casting a dirty look at her sister.
"But my child." her father said gently, "can't you see that he himself is a lie? He deceits you every time you met him, you know that he is much older than you, but by what Petunia tells us, he appears as a young man."
"But Father."
Her father silenced her with a gesture, "We cannot stop you seeing him, but look at all the havoc he creates in your world and the mischief he has started in ours. make your own decision, we trusted you before and we still trust you now, to do what's right. But remember one thing, one man cannot be two things at the same time, he cannot be tall and short, he cannot be the truth and still lie and. he cannot be good, but still do evil"
Lily nodded and walked back up to her room, the slumped on her bed, she had to talk to someone, but whom? Her friends were wonderful but they still loathed Voldemort, she realized that she couldn't talk to anyone; there was no one who didn't detest him, no one who didn't fear to say his name, no one except.her. She buried her face in her pillows and wept, how could she love a man who everyone hated? Why was she the only one that saw his good side?
A fluttering at her window caught her attention, she jumped up, hoping it was a note from Tom, but as she took a stiff envelope from the feathery messenger, she sighed. It was an official Ministry of Magic letter, she tore it open:
Ms Evans
You are to report to the Department of Magical Sports and Recreation on Monday, you will receive further instructions there.
Ima M Oron
Shit, they were probably planning to dump more donkeywork on this helpless apprentice. Why did they always have to be so damn cryptic? This was all she needed, more problems with no solutions.
She tore it up and was just about to fling the pieces in her fireplace, when a figure calmly stepped out of it! She drew back and stared. Tom stood there composedly with his hands in his pockets and looked at her expectantly, "Well?"
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- I know it isn't really all that interesting yet, but please bear with me, I'm suffering emotional trauma of a recent bout of writers block, the effects haven't worn off completely. please review this and tell me what's going wrong. PS. I know I said this was PG 13 but I haven't got around to any explicit stuff yet ; )