Author's Notes- I don't own anything, don't ask if I do. I promised a Character's thingy last time, didn't I? Well, here it is:
Lily Evans- (aka Lily Potter) you should know!
James Potter- you should know!
Anya Jones- a made up character (by me, yes it's true), Lily's best friend
Andrea McKinnon- a made up character (by me) Lily's best friend
Netta Prewett- a made up character (by me) Lily's best friend, and a photographer
Remus Lupin- James' best friend
Sirius Black- James' best friend
Peter Pettigrew- a Gryffindor who usually hangs out with the James' gang
Ellie and Jesse- Lily's Muggle friends (made up) they have a crush on James
Violet Evans- Lily's little sister
Petunia Evans- (aka Petunia Dursley) you should have figured it out by now.
You should all know the rest
Summary- It's summer. Lily's going home for the summer. Another camping trip. A trip to Diagon Alley brings her some strange news, and etc..
Lily's Lake
Chapter 5
"Lily! You're home!" Violet called, running to me as I walked into the house.
I hugged her, and said, "I got a whole bunch of pictures to show you later, as long as Petunia's not around," I said.
"Oh, she won't be. She's in this special group in school, and she spends all her time with them," Violet said, sitting down on the couch.
"As soon as I'm done packing I'll bring the pictures down," I said, and helped Dad with my trunk.
After all was unpacked I brought my photos downstairs and sat with Violet.
"Oh, this is the Halloween feast. It was lots of fun. See the backround?" I asked, pointing out the pumpkins.
"I'm home," Petunia cried, coming into the house.
We all looked up at her. She had been out until 7 o'clock, very unusual for her. Even Mum and Dad noticed.
"Where have you been all this time, Petunia? You missed Dinner!" Mum cried, looking at her.
Missing dinner was a huge offense to Mum. She got it in her head that if you missed Dinner you hated her (which you usually didn't, notice the usually). So, of course, we tired to attend all her meals.
"I've been with my friends. We are trying to ban this certain book, and the school is finally listening to us," Petunia explained, heading upstairs.
"Don't you want some warmed up meatlof?" Mum asked, putting her hand on the stair rail.
"I ate at the café, it's was really nice. Thanks anyway, though," Petunia said, and walked into her room.
She hadn't even noticed that I was sitting on the couch, a sure change. Something (or someone) was on her mind other than me (another sure change)!
The next morning I had to weed the gardens, and do the chores. When I came in for lunch I received my death sentences.
"Lily, where is your blue dress? I need to iron it for tonight," Mum said, setting down the iron.
"It's in my chest, I'll get it. Why do I need my dress? Where are we going?" I asked.
"The Potters invited to take us all to Dinner at the new place in London. Isn't that nice of them?" Mum asked.
I froze, a cookie halfway to my mouth. I made a gargling noise with the cookie already in there.
"What was that, dear?" Mum asked.
"Nothing," I answered, swallowing the cookie.
"They also said that they want you and your friends to go on another camping trip. Isn't that nice?" Mum said again.
I groaned, and went upstairs. After giving my dress to my mum, I wrote a letter to my friends. I told them that if they bailed out I would curse them. Then I sent them off and went downstairs to get my dress.
"Isn't this beautiful, Lily? Look at the flowers, they are so beautiful," Violet squealed as we entered the restaurant.
I held her hand as we walked in. Mum, Dad, and Petunia were behind me, and the Potters were next to us.
"Table for 8," Mr. Potter said to the waiter, who held some menus in his arms.
"Right this way," the waiter said, and led us through the many tables to the patio where he set down our menus on the large table.
We sat down. The adults (not including Petunia) sat at one end, and we sat on the other. Petunia sat right next to the adults, listening to their gossip. I opened my menu, and helped Violet pick something out.
"Ugh! I hate snails!" Violet said when I told her that maybe she would like escargo.
James snickered, and I glared at him.
"How about this then? It's chicken fingers. You'd like that," I said, pointing to it on the menu.
"I guess I can try it," Violet said.
I smiled, and looked for something for myself. I finally settled on some steak and a grape juice (there was no soda).
When our meals arrive we ate hungrily. Violet was enjoying her chicken fingers, and I was enjoying my steak, but Petunia (who didn't know escargo was snails) was looking at her meal with disgust.
"Maybe you should read the discriptions before you order," I told her, smiling sweetly.
A laugh burst out across from me. I turned on James, and glared at him.
"What's so funny?" I asked, glaring at him silently.
"Noth...ing," he said, laughing in between the word.
When I went home and brushed my hair out I found a dead snail in my hair. Petunia had obviously thrown it while I wasn't looking. But I kept it a secret, and threw out my hair decoration.
"Camping, again? With him and his friends? This isn't going to be fun," Netta said, putting film in her camera.
"You're telling me. Last time I got lost, soaked with beans, and filled with mud," I answered.
Netta, Anya, and Andrea were all over, ready to go camping with the Potters. James was bringing along Sirius, Remus, and Peter, as usual.
Anya sat down on the tent bag, and groaned so you could barely hear her. She sunk into the bag, and groaned again.
"If they start anything like that again, I will kill them," Anya stated plainly.
I laughed, and said, "How? You can't even choke someone without letting your hands slip."
Anya glared at me, and sat up.
"Girls, Mr. Potter just called. He's ready to get going," Mum said, opening the door and peeking in.
"Thanks, Mum. We'll get going," I answered, and grabbed my things.
We all walked across the street to the Potters. James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Mr. Potter were outside, waiting.
"There you are! We'd better get going!" Mr. Potter said as we walked over.
The boys were standing there, staring at us. I shot them a look of hatred, and followed Mr. Potter into the woods.
We were more ready than last time, and were ready for anything. We walked to the same place, and set up our tents.
"Good, now can I trust you to get some firewood without coming back in mud?" Mr. Potter asked.
"Of course you can trust us," I said, smiling sweetly.
Mr. Potter nodded, and motioned us off. We walked into the woods, collecting sticks as we went. Our arms were soon full, so we started back.
"Lily, guess who's staring at you," Anya sang in my ear.
"Want me to give them something to test their puny little brains. Follow me," I said.
They nodded.
"Guess what I heard," I siad loud enough for the boys to hear.
"What?" the girls answered.
"I heard that Nichoal French has a hug crush on James Potter," I said loud enough.
There were giggles and nudges.
"Where did you hear that?" Andrea asked.
"From Jenna, who heard it from Jeani, who Nichoal told. She also said Kiki Lance likes Sirius Black," I said.
More giggles and nudging. I could barely control my urge to laugh, so I instead bit my lips.
That night we went to bed and fell right asleep. Well, most of us did. I couldn't sleep so I got out of bed and went over to the creek.
I put my feet in the cool water, and sat on the bank looking up at the stars.
"Boo!" a voice whispered from behind me.
I screamed lightly, and fell into the water.
"Haha! Lilian fell into the water! Lilian fell into the water! Lilian fell into the waaater!" James sang, dancing around.
"You little, I am so going to get you back!" I cried, getting out of the water.
I was soaked, and my hair was wet. But the one thing I had on my mind was revenge.
"James, look! It's a sickle!" I cried, pointing to the water.
James bent over to look, and I kicked him into the water so he was equally as wet.
"Hey! That wasn't fair!" James the Gullible cried, getting out of the water.
We tried many times to get each other to fall into the water. But it didn't work and we ended up sitting there, beside the creek, talking. The sun rose, and everyone woke up.
"Lily's gone," I heard Netta say from our tent.
"Hey, James is missing," Remus said.
"Lily!"
"James!"
Our friends emerged from their tents, and found us by the creek, nearly dry. My hair, which takes a terrible amount of time to dry, was still wet. But it didn't help that several times James had poured water over my head.
"What are you doing out here, Lily?" Anya asked, coming over to the creek.
"Nothing. James pushed me into the water, and I pushed him in. Of course, he drys quicker," I said, trying to push him in again.
"Well, you'd better get dressed. Breakfast is in a few minutes," Anya said.
I nodded, and hurried back to the tent.
"Are you sure there was no action that I missed?" Netta asked as we walked through the woods.
"Nothing. We just talked," I said, picking a stick from a tree, and bending it until it broke.
"Are you sure you're sure?" Netta asked.
"Yes, and stop asking me! Violet is bad enough," I said, throwing my head back and getting a stick.
"Look, we are going to be late for lunch. Don't want to miss hotdogs!" Andrea siad, looking at her watch.
We ran back to the camp, and grabbed our sticks. Mr. Potter handed us a hotdog, and we roasted it (beans was out of the question after last time).
While we were eating James and Sirius kept poking everyone when no one was looking. It was really annoying.
Night came quick. After an hour or so of talking in our sleeping bags, we finally closed our eyes to go to sleep. I was last. I lay, listening to my friends snore, trying to get to sleep. Then, I finally drifted off.
"Lily! Run! Get Harry and run! It's him! He's here!" an all to fimilar voice (but I couldn't tell who) screamed.
It was strange. Lily was me, but I wasn't controling my moves. It was as if some one else was. I felt me feet run barefoot down a wooden hall. This place, I knew it. I didn't know where it was, or how I knew it, but I did. The colorful walls, and pictures. The light throw rug.
My feet brought me into a room. A baby was asleep in its crib. My arms reached down to pick him up, and craddled him.
Where do I know this baby? How do I know it? I was sure I had never met one that looked the least bit like this one.
"Sh, Harry. Everythings going to be ok," my voice, but older, said soothingly to the baby.
It stopped crying, and I craddled it. Harry, I knew that name! Where did I know it?
My feet began to run. It ran down the hall, and down the stairs.
"Run, Lily! Get out of here!" the voice screamed again.
"Peter, how could you?" my voice whispered, and ran through the dark house.
I knew my way, somehow I knew my way. I was running from the living room into the kitchen. The door, to the outside from the kitchen, it was jammed. I heard a scream, and a laugh.
"No!" my voice screamed, and I turned around.
But all I saw was a flash of green light...
"Lily! Lily! Wake up! Wake up, Lily!" Anya's urgent voice said, shaking me awake.
I knew where I was. I was in my sleeping bag, in my tent, in the woods. These were my friends, Anya, Andrea, and Netta. I was ok.
But my heart was pounding. I was soaked with sweat, and my breath was heavy and painful.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You were screaming in your sleep. Did you have a nightmare or something?" Andrea asked.
"I can't explain it. It was scary, but confusing. I knew it all, but I don't know from where," I said.
"Maybe you'd better lay down. You don't sound that good," Netta said, looking at me oddly.
I nodded, and got back into my sleeping bag. Before they could ask me anything else, I was asleep.
Sunday was a quiet day at the camp. My friends were still talking about last night, and the boys were pretty close as well.
Once, they walked over the fire, where we were sitting, making flower headdresses.
"Are you sure you're ok, James?" Sirius whispered.
"I'm fine already! It was just a dream!" James hissed back, slapping Sirius aside the head.
They walked away once they were awake how close to us they were. I didn't mind, snooping was what Petunia did.
"Your's is really pretty. Mine looks like someone stepped on it," Anya said, staring at her work.
"Thanks," I said, and sat the flowers on my head.
"Hey, a picture. Everyone put their crown on their head," Netta said, taking out her camera.
Anya groaned, but placed her's on her her head. We all did, and stood for the picture. Netta set the timer, but it happened in shorter time then we thought. Netta was only half in the picture.
"Come on, Lily! Please?" Vi begged.
It was the day after my friends had gone home, and I was bored again. Violet was begging me to take her outside so she could ride her bike.
"I don't see why you want me to take you," I said, dipping my quill in my ink.
"Because Dad is at work, Mum is in the garden, and Petunia is with her friends at the café. You're the only one left," Vi stated.
I sighed.
"Allright, but only because you won't leave me alone," I said.
Violet jumped for joy. I put my things away, and met her downstairs in front of the door. Her helmet was on, and her bike was parked outside. I sat down on the steps with a popsicle, and watched Violet ride up and down the driveway on her bike.
"Look at me! Look at me, Lily! I'm flying!" Violet cried.
Two figures rode towards my driveway on bkes. I groaned, reconizing them. It was Ellie and Jesse.
"Hey, Lily. Thought we'd stop by for a while," Jesse said, walking over.
"Hello, you guys. How are you?" I asked, trying my best to be polite.
"Where is the cutie who lives across the street from you? He didn't come to school at all," Ellie said.
"He goes to my school. Didn't I tell you that allready?" I asked, looking at my old friends.
"I don't remember. Oh! Look! There he is! And he is coming over here! Lily, you have to introduce us!" Jesse said.
Sure enough, James was walking towards my house. Ellie and Jesse starting giving each other glares.
"Come on, Lily!" Ellie hissed, nudgine me.
I glared at her.
"Hey, Lilian. Who are your friends?" James asked.
"Hey, brat, why do you care?" I asked, in my strangest voice ever.
Jesse and Ellie giggled behind me, and nudged me again. I glared at them, and they stopped.
"Because they are at the house across the street from mine, and, if you don't mind, I'm very nosy," James answered.
"Really! You and Petunia would be great for each other!" I laughed, acting like I'm thinking.
James glared at me. I just laughed.
"Ok. These are my friends, Ellie and Jesse," I said, pointing to each one when I said their name.
"Hi, I'm James," James said.
"What are you over here for?" I asked.
"Mum sent me to get some sugar if you don't mind. She's making a cake," James answered, and walked into my house.
"He's so sweet!" Ellie said.
"But we have to lay off. Lily is in love with him, and it wouldn't be nice," Jesse told Ellie.
"What? I do not like him! He's my enemy!" I cried, ready to slap Ellie and Jesse.
Then I heard Vi laughing to. I got so mad I walked into the backyard and to the swing. I sat on it and waited until I heard Ellie and Jesse leave, then I went back inside.
"There you are, Lily. I need you to watch Violet while I run to the store. I'll only be gone and hour," Mum said as I walked in the door.
I groaned, and sat down on the couch. This was going to be a long two weeks.
"Diagon Alley!" I screamed.
The fire engulfed me as I stepped in. My eyes were squinted shut, and I waited until I was in Diagon Alley. I hated using Floo Powder, but Mum and Dad were to busy to drive me, so I used Floo Powder. It was much easier, but not my favorite way.
I fell on my butt, and stood up. I was finally in Diagon Alley. I took my slightly smudged paper out of my pocket, and adjusted the backpack on my back.
"Finally. I have an hour before I meet Anya, Andrea, and Netta at the ice cream shop. So I'll get my things," I though aloud to myself.
I went into Flourish and Blotts. It was a buzz, and almost everyone was clutching a newspaper.
"What's going on?" I asked a woman.
"Nothing, child. Hurry along now," the woman said, looking around in fright.
I grabbed my books and paid for them, then hurried from the shop. Now that I looked around, everyone had a newspaper. I got my stuff and went to the ice cream shop to meet the others.
"Lily! Over here!" Andrea cried.
Andrea and Netta were sitting at a table with their things. I walked over, and sat next to them.
"Anya's not here yet, but she said she would be," Netta said, looking around for Anya.
"She'll be here. Did you get those pictures?" I asked.
Netta grinned, and handed me a bag. I looked through them. They were the pictures from our camping trip.
"Anya's crown was really bad," I said, biting my lip when I looked at it.
Netta and Andrea laughed. I joined them, and set the picture down. A waitress came over and asked us to order.
"A vinilla sundae without a cherry," I said, and smiled.
"A sundae with everything you've got!" Anya said, grinning at the rest of us when we giggled.
"A choclate shake," Andrea said.
"Same with her," Netta said, pointing to Andrea.
The waitress left, and we started to talk. I told them about Petunia finally getting out some more.
"It must be hard, having a anti-magic sister, especially since you're a witch!" Andrea said.
"Very hard. Does anyone know what's going on? Everyone is scared lately, I wonder what's up," I said.
"Didn't you hear? It's really strange. A family of muggleborn wizards were killed two days ago. The press just got wind of it yesterday. No one knows how they died," Anya whispered.
"What? Who did it?" I asked.
"If they knew don't you think they guy would be in jail? No one knows what happened," Netta cried.
"That's really strange. I hope they find out who did it soon, so everything will go back to normal," I said.
"Yeah, we hope," Anya said.
"Lily! Are you sure you have everything?" Mum cried from downstairs.
I took one last look at my trunk, and made sure I had everything. Then I shut it, and dragged it to the stairs.
"I have it all!" I cried.
"I'll be up to get your trunk in a minute," Dad called from downstairs.
I turned to face Petunia, who was standing in her doorway glaring at me. I smiled, and sighed.
"Yep, I'm off to another year of magic! And, I'm coming home for the Holidays!" I cried.
"Great, just don't accpect special treatment for that," Petunia said, and disappeared into her room.
Dad came upstairs and helped me with my trunk. Together we put it in the backseat of our station wagon, and got in. Mum and Dad sat up front, and Violet (who insisted on coming along) sat with me in the middle seat.
"Are you postive you have everything?" Mum asked.
"No, I forgot my brain... Yes I have everything!" I said, fooling with Mum's worrys.
"Lily!" Mum scolded.
"Sorry," I said, and sat back in my seat.
We drove to Kings Cross, where my things were put on a cart and wheeled to Platform 9.
"Bye Mum, Bye Dad, Bye Violet," I said, and hugged them all.
"Bye, Lily. Keep in touch," Mum said, and Dad nodded.
"I'll miss you lots Lily! Come home soon!" Violet cried, hugging me again.
I grinned, and disappeared through the barrier, to platform 9 3/4. I didn't see my friends anywhere, so I wheeled my trunk up to the train, and got it on. There were still 15 minutes. I found a carrige near the barrier, and waited until I saw each of my friends come through, beckoning to them.
Soon, the four of us were seated in the carrige, talking about what we were going to do this year. The door opened.
"Hello, girls. Do you mind if we sit with you, everywhere else is full?" James Potter asked.
Remus and Sirius stood behind him, with Peter trying to ram his way through the corridor.
"Of course, if you can find a seat," I said, nodding at my friends.
Anya sat directly next to me, and I was crammed up against the window. Sirius sat next to her, with James on the other end. Remus, Peter, Andrea, and Netta sat across from us.
"This is... really... uncomfortable," I said, trying my best not to sit on Anya (it was really hard).
"Hey, it's only a few hours," Sirius said.
I groaned, and said, "That's really comforting, Sirius. That really helps."
Everyone laughed, including me. But when the lady with the cart came through we all send Remus, who was on the outside, to get us some snacks, handing him some money for it.
But it was hard to eat. We spent a whole 6 hours like this, until the train finally stopped. We ran outside, desperate for some air, and got into the carriges.
"Thank you! Air! I can breathe again!" I cried, jumping for joy as we walked toward the carriges.
"Look, it's Hogwarts. Doesn't it look just wonderful from here?" Anya said, as we rode up the hill.
I looked up at the castle, and nodded. What a great year I hoped this would be.
Author's Notes- Ok dokie, another chapter gone. When we return to Lily's Lake it will be the school year, her third year. Don't know what will happen next, so leave me alone. But for those out there, (those who reviewed), I plan on this series going on until she dies (or until it has to end). :) Thanks for the reviews.
Lily Evans- (aka Lily Potter) you should know!
James Potter- you should know!
Anya Jones- a made up character (by me, yes it's true), Lily's best friend
Andrea McKinnon- a made up character (by me) Lily's best friend
Netta Prewett- a made up character (by me) Lily's best friend, and a photographer
Remus Lupin- James' best friend
Sirius Black- James' best friend
Peter Pettigrew- a Gryffindor who usually hangs out with the James' gang
Ellie and Jesse- Lily's Muggle friends (made up) they have a crush on James
Violet Evans- Lily's little sister
Petunia Evans- (aka Petunia Dursley) you should have figured it out by now.
You should all know the rest
Summary- It's summer. Lily's going home for the summer. Another camping trip. A trip to Diagon Alley brings her some strange news, and etc..
Lily's Lake
Chapter 5
"Lily! You're home!" Violet called, running to me as I walked into the house.
I hugged her, and said, "I got a whole bunch of pictures to show you later, as long as Petunia's not around," I said.
"Oh, she won't be. She's in this special group in school, and she spends all her time with them," Violet said, sitting down on the couch.
"As soon as I'm done packing I'll bring the pictures down," I said, and helped Dad with my trunk.
After all was unpacked I brought my photos downstairs and sat with Violet.
"Oh, this is the Halloween feast. It was lots of fun. See the backround?" I asked, pointing out the pumpkins.
"I'm home," Petunia cried, coming into the house.
We all looked up at her. She had been out until 7 o'clock, very unusual for her. Even Mum and Dad noticed.
"Where have you been all this time, Petunia? You missed Dinner!" Mum cried, looking at her.
Missing dinner was a huge offense to Mum. She got it in her head that if you missed Dinner you hated her (which you usually didn't, notice the usually). So, of course, we tired to attend all her meals.
"I've been with my friends. We are trying to ban this certain book, and the school is finally listening to us," Petunia explained, heading upstairs.
"Don't you want some warmed up meatlof?" Mum asked, putting her hand on the stair rail.
"I ate at the café, it's was really nice. Thanks anyway, though," Petunia said, and walked into her room.
She hadn't even noticed that I was sitting on the couch, a sure change. Something (or someone) was on her mind other than me (another sure change)!
The next morning I had to weed the gardens, and do the chores. When I came in for lunch I received my death sentences.
"Lily, where is your blue dress? I need to iron it for tonight," Mum said, setting down the iron.
"It's in my chest, I'll get it. Why do I need my dress? Where are we going?" I asked.
"The Potters invited to take us all to Dinner at the new place in London. Isn't that nice of them?" Mum asked.
I froze, a cookie halfway to my mouth. I made a gargling noise with the cookie already in there.
"What was that, dear?" Mum asked.
"Nothing," I answered, swallowing the cookie.
"They also said that they want you and your friends to go on another camping trip. Isn't that nice?" Mum said again.
I groaned, and went upstairs. After giving my dress to my mum, I wrote a letter to my friends. I told them that if they bailed out I would curse them. Then I sent them off and went downstairs to get my dress.
"Isn't this beautiful, Lily? Look at the flowers, they are so beautiful," Violet squealed as we entered the restaurant.
I held her hand as we walked in. Mum, Dad, and Petunia were behind me, and the Potters were next to us.
"Table for 8," Mr. Potter said to the waiter, who held some menus in his arms.
"Right this way," the waiter said, and led us through the many tables to the patio where he set down our menus on the large table.
We sat down. The adults (not including Petunia) sat at one end, and we sat on the other. Petunia sat right next to the adults, listening to their gossip. I opened my menu, and helped Violet pick something out.
"Ugh! I hate snails!" Violet said when I told her that maybe she would like escargo.
James snickered, and I glared at him.
"How about this then? It's chicken fingers. You'd like that," I said, pointing to it on the menu.
"I guess I can try it," Violet said.
I smiled, and looked for something for myself. I finally settled on some steak and a grape juice (there was no soda).
When our meals arrive we ate hungrily. Violet was enjoying her chicken fingers, and I was enjoying my steak, but Petunia (who didn't know escargo was snails) was looking at her meal with disgust.
"Maybe you should read the discriptions before you order," I told her, smiling sweetly.
A laugh burst out across from me. I turned on James, and glared at him.
"What's so funny?" I asked, glaring at him silently.
"Noth...ing," he said, laughing in between the word.
When I went home and brushed my hair out I found a dead snail in my hair. Petunia had obviously thrown it while I wasn't looking. But I kept it a secret, and threw out my hair decoration.
"Camping, again? With him and his friends? This isn't going to be fun," Netta said, putting film in her camera.
"You're telling me. Last time I got lost, soaked with beans, and filled with mud," I answered.
Netta, Anya, and Andrea were all over, ready to go camping with the Potters. James was bringing along Sirius, Remus, and Peter, as usual.
Anya sat down on the tent bag, and groaned so you could barely hear her. She sunk into the bag, and groaned again.
"If they start anything like that again, I will kill them," Anya stated plainly.
I laughed, and said, "How? You can't even choke someone without letting your hands slip."
Anya glared at me, and sat up.
"Girls, Mr. Potter just called. He's ready to get going," Mum said, opening the door and peeking in.
"Thanks, Mum. We'll get going," I answered, and grabbed my things.
We all walked across the street to the Potters. James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Mr. Potter were outside, waiting.
"There you are! We'd better get going!" Mr. Potter said as we walked over.
The boys were standing there, staring at us. I shot them a look of hatred, and followed Mr. Potter into the woods.
We were more ready than last time, and were ready for anything. We walked to the same place, and set up our tents.
"Good, now can I trust you to get some firewood without coming back in mud?" Mr. Potter asked.
"Of course you can trust us," I said, smiling sweetly.
Mr. Potter nodded, and motioned us off. We walked into the woods, collecting sticks as we went. Our arms were soon full, so we started back.
"Lily, guess who's staring at you," Anya sang in my ear.
"Want me to give them something to test their puny little brains. Follow me," I said.
They nodded.
"Guess what I heard," I siad loud enough for the boys to hear.
"What?" the girls answered.
"I heard that Nichoal French has a hug crush on James Potter," I said loud enough.
There were giggles and nudges.
"Where did you hear that?" Andrea asked.
"From Jenna, who heard it from Jeani, who Nichoal told. She also said Kiki Lance likes Sirius Black," I said.
More giggles and nudging. I could barely control my urge to laugh, so I instead bit my lips.
That night we went to bed and fell right asleep. Well, most of us did. I couldn't sleep so I got out of bed and went over to the creek.
I put my feet in the cool water, and sat on the bank looking up at the stars.
"Boo!" a voice whispered from behind me.
I screamed lightly, and fell into the water.
"Haha! Lilian fell into the water! Lilian fell into the water! Lilian fell into the waaater!" James sang, dancing around.
"You little, I am so going to get you back!" I cried, getting out of the water.
I was soaked, and my hair was wet. But the one thing I had on my mind was revenge.
"James, look! It's a sickle!" I cried, pointing to the water.
James bent over to look, and I kicked him into the water so he was equally as wet.
"Hey! That wasn't fair!" James the Gullible cried, getting out of the water.
We tried many times to get each other to fall into the water. But it didn't work and we ended up sitting there, beside the creek, talking. The sun rose, and everyone woke up.
"Lily's gone," I heard Netta say from our tent.
"Hey, James is missing," Remus said.
"Lily!"
"James!"
Our friends emerged from their tents, and found us by the creek, nearly dry. My hair, which takes a terrible amount of time to dry, was still wet. But it didn't help that several times James had poured water over my head.
"What are you doing out here, Lily?" Anya asked, coming over to the creek.
"Nothing. James pushed me into the water, and I pushed him in. Of course, he drys quicker," I said, trying to push him in again.
"Well, you'd better get dressed. Breakfast is in a few minutes," Anya said.
I nodded, and hurried back to the tent.
"Are you sure there was no action that I missed?" Netta asked as we walked through the woods.
"Nothing. We just talked," I said, picking a stick from a tree, and bending it until it broke.
"Are you sure you're sure?" Netta asked.
"Yes, and stop asking me! Violet is bad enough," I said, throwing my head back and getting a stick.
"Look, we are going to be late for lunch. Don't want to miss hotdogs!" Andrea siad, looking at her watch.
We ran back to the camp, and grabbed our sticks. Mr. Potter handed us a hotdog, and we roasted it (beans was out of the question after last time).
While we were eating James and Sirius kept poking everyone when no one was looking. It was really annoying.
Night came quick. After an hour or so of talking in our sleeping bags, we finally closed our eyes to go to sleep. I was last. I lay, listening to my friends snore, trying to get to sleep. Then, I finally drifted off.
"Lily! Run! Get Harry and run! It's him! He's here!" an all to fimilar voice (but I couldn't tell who) screamed.
It was strange. Lily was me, but I wasn't controling my moves. It was as if some one else was. I felt me feet run barefoot down a wooden hall. This place, I knew it. I didn't know where it was, or how I knew it, but I did. The colorful walls, and pictures. The light throw rug.
My feet brought me into a room. A baby was asleep in its crib. My arms reached down to pick him up, and craddled him.
Where do I know this baby? How do I know it? I was sure I had never met one that looked the least bit like this one.
"Sh, Harry. Everythings going to be ok," my voice, but older, said soothingly to the baby.
It stopped crying, and I craddled it. Harry, I knew that name! Where did I know it?
My feet began to run. It ran down the hall, and down the stairs.
"Run, Lily! Get out of here!" the voice screamed again.
"Peter, how could you?" my voice whispered, and ran through the dark house.
I knew my way, somehow I knew my way. I was running from the living room into the kitchen. The door, to the outside from the kitchen, it was jammed. I heard a scream, and a laugh.
"No!" my voice screamed, and I turned around.
But all I saw was a flash of green light...
"Lily! Lily! Wake up! Wake up, Lily!" Anya's urgent voice said, shaking me awake.
I knew where I was. I was in my sleeping bag, in my tent, in the woods. These were my friends, Anya, Andrea, and Netta. I was ok.
But my heart was pounding. I was soaked with sweat, and my breath was heavy and painful.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You were screaming in your sleep. Did you have a nightmare or something?" Andrea asked.
"I can't explain it. It was scary, but confusing. I knew it all, but I don't know from where," I said.
"Maybe you'd better lay down. You don't sound that good," Netta said, looking at me oddly.
I nodded, and got back into my sleeping bag. Before they could ask me anything else, I was asleep.
Sunday was a quiet day at the camp. My friends were still talking about last night, and the boys were pretty close as well.
Once, they walked over the fire, where we were sitting, making flower headdresses.
"Are you sure you're ok, James?" Sirius whispered.
"I'm fine already! It was just a dream!" James hissed back, slapping Sirius aside the head.
They walked away once they were awake how close to us they were. I didn't mind, snooping was what Petunia did.
"Your's is really pretty. Mine looks like someone stepped on it," Anya said, staring at her work.
"Thanks," I said, and sat the flowers on my head.
"Hey, a picture. Everyone put their crown on their head," Netta said, taking out her camera.
Anya groaned, but placed her's on her her head. We all did, and stood for the picture. Netta set the timer, but it happened in shorter time then we thought. Netta was only half in the picture.
"Come on, Lily! Please?" Vi begged.
It was the day after my friends had gone home, and I was bored again. Violet was begging me to take her outside so she could ride her bike.
"I don't see why you want me to take you," I said, dipping my quill in my ink.
"Because Dad is at work, Mum is in the garden, and Petunia is with her friends at the café. You're the only one left," Vi stated.
I sighed.
"Allright, but only because you won't leave me alone," I said.
Violet jumped for joy. I put my things away, and met her downstairs in front of the door. Her helmet was on, and her bike was parked outside. I sat down on the steps with a popsicle, and watched Violet ride up and down the driveway on her bike.
"Look at me! Look at me, Lily! I'm flying!" Violet cried.
Two figures rode towards my driveway on bkes. I groaned, reconizing them. It was Ellie and Jesse.
"Hey, Lily. Thought we'd stop by for a while," Jesse said, walking over.
"Hello, you guys. How are you?" I asked, trying my best to be polite.
"Where is the cutie who lives across the street from you? He didn't come to school at all," Ellie said.
"He goes to my school. Didn't I tell you that allready?" I asked, looking at my old friends.
"I don't remember. Oh! Look! There he is! And he is coming over here! Lily, you have to introduce us!" Jesse said.
Sure enough, James was walking towards my house. Ellie and Jesse starting giving each other glares.
"Come on, Lily!" Ellie hissed, nudgine me.
I glared at her.
"Hey, Lilian. Who are your friends?" James asked.
"Hey, brat, why do you care?" I asked, in my strangest voice ever.
Jesse and Ellie giggled behind me, and nudged me again. I glared at them, and they stopped.
"Because they are at the house across the street from mine, and, if you don't mind, I'm very nosy," James answered.
"Really! You and Petunia would be great for each other!" I laughed, acting like I'm thinking.
James glared at me. I just laughed.
"Ok. These are my friends, Ellie and Jesse," I said, pointing to each one when I said their name.
"Hi, I'm James," James said.
"What are you over here for?" I asked.
"Mum sent me to get some sugar if you don't mind. She's making a cake," James answered, and walked into my house.
"He's so sweet!" Ellie said.
"But we have to lay off. Lily is in love with him, and it wouldn't be nice," Jesse told Ellie.
"What? I do not like him! He's my enemy!" I cried, ready to slap Ellie and Jesse.
Then I heard Vi laughing to. I got so mad I walked into the backyard and to the swing. I sat on it and waited until I heard Ellie and Jesse leave, then I went back inside.
"There you are, Lily. I need you to watch Violet while I run to the store. I'll only be gone and hour," Mum said as I walked in the door.
I groaned, and sat down on the couch. This was going to be a long two weeks.
"Diagon Alley!" I screamed.
The fire engulfed me as I stepped in. My eyes were squinted shut, and I waited until I was in Diagon Alley. I hated using Floo Powder, but Mum and Dad were to busy to drive me, so I used Floo Powder. It was much easier, but not my favorite way.
I fell on my butt, and stood up. I was finally in Diagon Alley. I took my slightly smudged paper out of my pocket, and adjusted the backpack on my back.
"Finally. I have an hour before I meet Anya, Andrea, and Netta at the ice cream shop. So I'll get my things," I though aloud to myself.
I went into Flourish and Blotts. It was a buzz, and almost everyone was clutching a newspaper.
"What's going on?" I asked a woman.
"Nothing, child. Hurry along now," the woman said, looking around in fright.
I grabbed my books and paid for them, then hurried from the shop. Now that I looked around, everyone had a newspaper. I got my stuff and went to the ice cream shop to meet the others.
"Lily! Over here!" Andrea cried.
Andrea and Netta were sitting at a table with their things. I walked over, and sat next to them.
"Anya's not here yet, but she said she would be," Netta said, looking around for Anya.
"She'll be here. Did you get those pictures?" I asked.
Netta grinned, and handed me a bag. I looked through them. They were the pictures from our camping trip.
"Anya's crown was really bad," I said, biting my lip when I looked at it.
Netta and Andrea laughed. I joined them, and set the picture down. A waitress came over and asked us to order.
"A vinilla sundae without a cherry," I said, and smiled.
"A sundae with everything you've got!" Anya said, grinning at the rest of us when we giggled.
"A choclate shake," Andrea said.
"Same with her," Netta said, pointing to Andrea.
The waitress left, and we started to talk. I told them about Petunia finally getting out some more.
"It must be hard, having a anti-magic sister, especially since you're a witch!" Andrea said.
"Very hard. Does anyone know what's going on? Everyone is scared lately, I wonder what's up," I said.
"Didn't you hear? It's really strange. A family of muggleborn wizards were killed two days ago. The press just got wind of it yesterday. No one knows how they died," Anya whispered.
"What? Who did it?" I asked.
"If they knew don't you think they guy would be in jail? No one knows what happened," Netta cried.
"That's really strange. I hope they find out who did it soon, so everything will go back to normal," I said.
"Yeah, we hope," Anya said.
"Lily! Are you sure you have everything?" Mum cried from downstairs.
I took one last look at my trunk, and made sure I had everything. Then I shut it, and dragged it to the stairs.
"I have it all!" I cried.
"I'll be up to get your trunk in a minute," Dad called from downstairs.
I turned to face Petunia, who was standing in her doorway glaring at me. I smiled, and sighed.
"Yep, I'm off to another year of magic! And, I'm coming home for the Holidays!" I cried.
"Great, just don't accpect special treatment for that," Petunia said, and disappeared into her room.
Dad came upstairs and helped me with my trunk. Together we put it in the backseat of our station wagon, and got in. Mum and Dad sat up front, and Violet (who insisted on coming along) sat with me in the middle seat.
"Are you postive you have everything?" Mum asked.
"No, I forgot my brain... Yes I have everything!" I said, fooling with Mum's worrys.
"Lily!" Mum scolded.
"Sorry," I said, and sat back in my seat.
We drove to Kings Cross, where my things were put on a cart and wheeled to Platform 9.
"Bye Mum, Bye Dad, Bye Violet," I said, and hugged them all.
"Bye, Lily. Keep in touch," Mum said, and Dad nodded.
"I'll miss you lots Lily! Come home soon!" Violet cried, hugging me again.
I grinned, and disappeared through the barrier, to platform 9 3/4. I didn't see my friends anywhere, so I wheeled my trunk up to the train, and got it on. There were still 15 minutes. I found a carrige near the barrier, and waited until I saw each of my friends come through, beckoning to them.
Soon, the four of us were seated in the carrige, talking about what we were going to do this year. The door opened.
"Hello, girls. Do you mind if we sit with you, everywhere else is full?" James Potter asked.
Remus and Sirius stood behind him, with Peter trying to ram his way through the corridor.
"Of course, if you can find a seat," I said, nodding at my friends.
Anya sat directly next to me, and I was crammed up against the window. Sirius sat next to her, with James on the other end. Remus, Peter, Andrea, and Netta sat across from us.
"This is... really... uncomfortable," I said, trying my best not to sit on Anya (it was really hard).
"Hey, it's only a few hours," Sirius said.
I groaned, and said, "That's really comforting, Sirius. That really helps."
Everyone laughed, including me. But when the lady with the cart came through we all send Remus, who was on the outside, to get us some snacks, handing him some money for it.
But it was hard to eat. We spent a whole 6 hours like this, until the train finally stopped. We ran outside, desperate for some air, and got into the carriges.
"Thank you! Air! I can breathe again!" I cried, jumping for joy as we walked toward the carriges.
"Look, it's Hogwarts. Doesn't it look just wonderful from here?" Anya said, as we rode up the hill.
I looked up at the castle, and nodded. What a great year I hoped this would be.
Author's Notes- Ok dokie, another chapter gone. When we return to Lily's Lake it will be the school year, her third year. Don't know what will happen next, so leave me alone. But for those out there, (those who reviewed), I plan on this series going on until she dies (or until it has to end). :) Thanks for the reviews.