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Chapter 11: Going.going.gone
Lily raced back to the common room, her mind in turmoil. Stupid git, she thought, always thinking he knows best.can't he understand my feelings for once? She entered the deserted common room, went up the stairs three at a time, flung herself onto her bed and began throwing clothes into her trunk. She KNEW James was right, she KNEW he was only saying it to stop her from getting into trouble, but part of her blamed him for saying that and just being.James.
Another of her friends, Petra Femnae, came into the room. "What's wrong, Lily?" she asked, seeing Lily's red face and her trunk on her bed. "Are you leaving?" She noticed the letter lying on Lily's bedside table, and picked it up. "May I?" She began reading. At the end, she looked up, shocked. "Lily.the deputy isn't Ceres Hitchcock. There is no such person ans Ceres Hitchcock. Don't go Lily, this is a prank."
Lily looked up at her, very close to tears. "That's what James said," she murmured, "but I have to go.just in case its true."
Petra patted her back. "As long as nothing happens to you, Lily," she said, "You can go."
Lily leapt up and hugged her. "Thank you soo much!" she cried, burying her face in Petra's shoulder. Then she pulled back. "Where's Sophie? I have to talk to her, she won't be happy."
Petra looked uncertain. "Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean.she might explode."
"I don't care. She's one of my best friends, and I have to talk to her."
Petra shrugged, and a moment later, Sophie Belton came marching into the room, her face livid. "What's this? You're LEAVING?"
"Sophie.please don't be angry.I understand you're upset.but." Lily was cut off by Sophie's indignant reply. "For one thing, you're still going even when TWO BLOODY people have told you its fake and second, you still don't trust James EVEN when he's done so much for you? Lily, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Sophie shook her friend's shoulders. "Do you think you're the only one in the world that cares and thinks about other people? Do you want to have your own way all the time that you don't care that you're looking for trouble? Lily, grow up. You are NOT going. I FORBID IT." With that, Sophie stormed out."
Lily bit back tears, but when she felt Petra's arm around her shoulder, she burst into tears - something she never wanted to do again. She cried enough for ten people.
"I want to make her understand.I have to.I can't help it." Lily sobbed. "Go after her, Petra.tell her how sorry I am.but I have to do it."
Petra gave her a kiss on the cheek, then ran out of the room. Lily buried her face in her hands. Why had she come to this?
* * * * * *
The next day, Lily sneaked out of the common room at first light and untied one of Hogwart's horses, tethered to the fence. Making her trunk feather- light, she jumped onto its back and shook the reins. "Ottery St. Mary!" she cried, urging the horse forward. It immediately obliged, and a few seconds later she found herself riding at full speed. It was exhilarating, and the wind blew her long, red, waist-length hair back. She was having so much fun she laughed, until she realised that she should be serious and solemn because a tragedy had happened. Lily could be awfully stuffy sometimes.
The horse obviously had a charm on it, so it was a matter of hours before she arrived at the charred remains of her house. Disnounting, lily slowly walked towards it, bending down and searching for objects that might be under the rubble.
She was in luck. One of Petunia's plush toys was hiding under the debris, slighly blackened and smudged with ash. The smell of smoke was strong in the air. Lily waved it away and continued looking for treasures which may have survived the fire.
As she searched, she wondered what had happened. Had it just been a fire, or had someone deliberately done this? Lily fumed, and beat the ground with her fists. How could this have happened to her? WHO, more importantly, had done this?
"You won't have to wonder anymore, Evans," a cold voice said from behind her. Lily spun around, to find that same, pale figure with the slits for eyes looking at her. She shrieked, and stepped backwards.
The figure smiled thinly. "A Muggle," he observed, looking her up and down. "As I expected. Tell me, who am I?"
"V-vol-volde-mort," Lily stuttered, walking away from the figure. "What's happened? Where's my family? Who'd done this?"
Voldemort smiled again, and Lily shuddered. The white, pointed, fang-like teeth were sickening. "That," he said, "is a mystery." He called someone, who came forward and stood beside him.
Lily fainted.
My eleventh chapter! Aren't you proud of me? Please be gentle, this is only my first fanfic, it WILL get better. Is this a cliffhanger? I hope not, I know how annoying cliffhangers are.
More reviews PLEEZ! That's the only thing I ask from all you people out there!
Chapter 11: Going.going.gone
Lily raced back to the common room, her mind in turmoil. Stupid git, she thought, always thinking he knows best.can't he understand my feelings for once? She entered the deserted common room, went up the stairs three at a time, flung herself onto her bed and began throwing clothes into her trunk. She KNEW James was right, she KNEW he was only saying it to stop her from getting into trouble, but part of her blamed him for saying that and just being.James.
Another of her friends, Petra Femnae, came into the room. "What's wrong, Lily?" she asked, seeing Lily's red face and her trunk on her bed. "Are you leaving?" She noticed the letter lying on Lily's bedside table, and picked it up. "May I?" She began reading. At the end, she looked up, shocked. "Lily.the deputy isn't Ceres Hitchcock. There is no such person ans Ceres Hitchcock. Don't go Lily, this is a prank."
Lily looked up at her, very close to tears. "That's what James said," she murmured, "but I have to go.just in case its true."
Petra patted her back. "As long as nothing happens to you, Lily," she said, "You can go."
Lily leapt up and hugged her. "Thank you soo much!" she cried, burying her face in Petra's shoulder. Then she pulled back. "Where's Sophie? I have to talk to her, she won't be happy."
Petra looked uncertain. "Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean.she might explode."
"I don't care. She's one of my best friends, and I have to talk to her."
Petra shrugged, and a moment later, Sophie Belton came marching into the room, her face livid. "What's this? You're LEAVING?"
"Sophie.please don't be angry.I understand you're upset.but." Lily was cut off by Sophie's indignant reply. "For one thing, you're still going even when TWO BLOODY people have told you its fake and second, you still don't trust James EVEN when he's done so much for you? Lily, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Sophie shook her friend's shoulders. "Do you think you're the only one in the world that cares and thinks about other people? Do you want to have your own way all the time that you don't care that you're looking for trouble? Lily, grow up. You are NOT going. I FORBID IT." With that, Sophie stormed out."
Lily bit back tears, but when she felt Petra's arm around her shoulder, she burst into tears - something she never wanted to do again. She cried enough for ten people.
"I want to make her understand.I have to.I can't help it." Lily sobbed. "Go after her, Petra.tell her how sorry I am.but I have to do it."
Petra gave her a kiss on the cheek, then ran out of the room. Lily buried her face in her hands. Why had she come to this?
* * * * * *
The next day, Lily sneaked out of the common room at first light and untied one of Hogwart's horses, tethered to the fence. Making her trunk feather- light, she jumped onto its back and shook the reins. "Ottery St. Mary!" she cried, urging the horse forward. It immediately obliged, and a few seconds later she found herself riding at full speed. It was exhilarating, and the wind blew her long, red, waist-length hair back. She was having so much fun she laughed, until she realised that she should be serious and solemn because a tragedy had happened. Lily could be awfully stuffy sometimes.
The horse obviously had a charm on it, so it was a matter of hours before she arrived at the charred remains of her house. Disnounting, lily slowly walked towards it, bending down and searching for objects that might be under the rubble.
She was in luck. One of Petunia's plush toys was hiding under the debris, slighly blackened and smudged with ash. The smell of smoke was strong in the air. Lily waved it away and continued looking for treasures which may have survived the fire.
As she searched, she wondered what had happened. Had it just been a fire, or had someone deliberately done this? Lily fumed, and beat the ground with her fists. How could this have happened to her? WHO, more importantly, had done this?
"You won't have to wonder anymore, Evans," a cold voice said from behind her. Lily spun around, to find that same, pale figure with the slits for eyes looking at her. She shrieked, and stepped backwards.
The figure smiled thinly. "A Muggle," he observed, looking her up and down. "As I expected. Tell me, who am I?"
"V-vol-volde-mort," Lily stuttered, walking away from the figure. "What's happened? Where's my family? Who'd done this?"
Voldemort smiled again, and Lily shuddered. The white, pointed, fang-like teeth were sickening. "That," he said, "is a mystery." He called someone, who came forward and stood beside him.
Lily fainted.
My eleventh chapter! Aren't you proud of me? Please be gentle, this is only my first fanfic, it WILL get better. Is this a cliffhanger? I hope not, I know how annoying cliffhangers are.