Author's Notes- Here we are, Chapter 12! Let's put this easily: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! Well, let's see, it's Christmas. Lily's home with her family for the holiday. Um, yeah, I think I'll start now.
Lily's Lake
Chapter 12
"Violet's home with Petunia? You let her stay with Petunia? That isn't very wise," I said, leaning forward in my seat.
"Don't be so mean to your sister, Lily. She's trying just like you are," Mum said, half-heartly, not like scold.
"Sorry," I whispered.
"We are so glad you came home for Christmas," Dad said, ending the conversationg about Petunia.
"Yeah. Who's coming over this year?" I asked.
"Let's see. There's Aunt Lucy, Mellissa, Daniel, Uncle Theo, Lisa, the Potters, and Petunia's boyfriend, Vernon. Everyone else is away," Mum said.
"Vernon Dursley is coming! Great!" I moaned.
Petunia's boyfriend hated me, and I hated him that much as well. Of course, we tried to be polite around each other.
"Here we are. I'll get your trunk," Dad said, and went to get my trunk.
I got out of the car and ran up the side steps and into the house. The TV was on, and I guess Violet was watching something. Petunia was probably on the phone (no surprise there).
"I'm home!" I cried.
"LILY!" Violet cried, and ran into the hallway to hug me.
"Hey, Violet. Is Petunia on the phone again?" I asked, grinning at my 9-year-old sister.
"Yeah! She's talking to Vernon, I think," Violet said, thinking about whom our sister was talking to.
"Well, it would figure. Come on, let's go see," I said, taking Violet's hand as we walked into the kitchen.
"Hi Petunia. Who are you talking to?" I asked, strolling in with Violet giggling beside me.
"None of your buisness, Lily," Petunia answered cooly, covering up the speaker part of the phone.
"What, are you not going to welcome me home?" I asked, trying to look offended.
"Well, you interupted me!" Petunia answere loudly.
"Girls, girls. Calm down, and be quiet. Oh, you fight too much. The joys of having all three girls home for the holidays," Mum said, coming into the kitchen with Dad.
"Sorry, Mum. Sorry, Dad," we chorused.
"Oh, it's allright. Just try to be nice to each other for once," Mum answered.
Petunia turned back to her phone call and said, "Sorry, Vernon. That was my sister, Lily. Yeah, you know her. She's the one with red hair who acts like a clown all the time."
"Hey!" I cried.
"Petunia, Lily," Mum warned.
Petunia glared at me, and I left the room. Violet followed me, and we went up to my room.
"Do you have any picutres to show me?" Violet asked.
It was a habit. Whenever I came home, I would show some pictures to Violet. So, I walked over to my trunk, and took out the little package I kept the photos in. I went through them, and got out the ones I wanted to show her (NOT THE PICTURES OF ANYA AND ME DOING...YEAH).
"Here, let's see... Where do I start?" I asked, and started to tell Violet all about the first half of the year.
Christmas Morning at the Evans' house. Enough said.
"Lily! Lily! Wake up! It's Christmas!" Violet cried, jumping on my bed trying to wake me.
"I'm up, Vi! I'm up!" I cried, using my arms to protect my face from a misplaced foot.
Violet jumped off my bed and cried, "Then come on! There are presents to open!"
She took my hand and led me downstairs.
"What about Petunia?" I asked.
"She'll wake up on her own," Violet answered, and we started to run downstairs again.
The Christmas tree was set up in the middle of our living room. Mum and Dad had turned on the lights, and were now sitting on the couch across from it.
"Morning, Lily. Morning, Violet," Mum and Dad said, smiling at each of us.
"Your friend's gifts got here around three in the morning," Dad said, rolling his eyes sarcasticly.
"Great. Well, let's see, what should I open first?" I asked, looking through the gifts for one with my name on it.
"No, Lily. We have to wait for Petunia to get up and come down here," Mum said sternly,
"We'll take care of that," I said, and took Violet's hand.
We ran upstairs. Petunia was still in bed, asleep. I grinned at Violet, and walked into the room.
"Petunia! Vernon Dursley just called! He can't come to the party!" I cried.
"WHAT?!" Petunia cried, jumping out of bed and running to her phone.
"Just kidding, but you have to come downstairs now! It's Christmas, remember?" I asked.
"LILY!" Petunia cried, and ran over to grab me.
I ran out of the door, closing it. Violet was waiting outside for me. I grinned at her.
"She's out of bed," I said.
Violet grinned, and we ran downstairs. Five minutes later, Petunia joined us, glaring at me the whole time.
"Well, should we begin?" Mum asked.
"What's there to think about?" I asked, and started to dig through my pile of gifts for something to open.
My friends were generous. Andrea gave me a game, kinda like Muggle Clue (but the pieces talk). Anya gave me this funny looking Santa with a wand, which said "Hohoho, with bowls of sugar". She said in her note that she, for some reason, thought it was funny. Netta had one of the best gifts. It was a large photo album. On the front in gold was "LANA". On the inside of the front cover, it read "To my best friend, Lily Evans, from Netta Prewett". There were some pictures to go with it, the ones she had just developed and hadn't handed out.
"Isn't that nice of her?" Mum said.
Petunia kept far away, not liking the idea that the pictures were moving. Violet fell in love with the album.
After that we ate breakfast, and went upstairs to get dressed for the party. I had been relieved of wearing the dress my grandparents bought me (I claimed it was too big). Instead, I wore another one.
While I was waiting for the party to start, I went through the pictures Netta had sent me. Violet came in, and I did her hair. But, about an hour later, Petunia came in to tell us we had to go downstairs. Aunt Lucy, Mellissa, and Daniel were here.
We were engulfed in big hugs from the minute we walked downstairs. Aunt Lucy smelled sharply like perfume.
"Oh! Look at the little dears!" Aunt Lucy cried.
"Lily's fifteen mom, and Violet's nine. They aren't little," Mellissa said, hugging us both.
I escaped with Violet into the small sofa in the living room. Petunia was pacing in the front hall.
"Vernon's going to be here in just a moment," Violet whispered.
I nodded. Petunia came strutting in, saw us, and marched over.
"Lily! What's that brown thing on your face? Wipe it off! Violet, sit up straighter and smile! Vernon's going to be here any moment!" Petunia cried.
"That would be my eyebrow, and it doesn't wash off. And Vi is smiling," I said.
"Oh whatever. Just look nice. Don't you want our family to impress Vernon?" Petunia asked.
"Yeah, maybe I should barf at dinner then," I said.
"Honestly Lily!" Petunia cried, and went back into the front hall to pace.
The doorbell rang. Petunia ran across the hall, and to the front door. She fluffed her hair, and put on a smile ("Urgh!" I whispered). She opened the door.
It was Vernon Dursley, with the Potters right behind them. Vernon leaned over and pecked Petunia on the cheek.
"Oh, hello Vernon. Hello Mr. and Mrs. Potter, and James," Petunia said, taking their coats.
She dumped them on the seats, and walked to catch up with Vernon. They disappeared around the corner towards the kitchen, along with Mrs. Potter. A few moments later, Mr. Potter walked by with Dad, and James came over.
"Hey Lil'. Hey Vi," James said.
"Hi James!" Violet cried.
"How was your Christmas? Did you get a lot of stuff?" James asked.
"Yeah, a good amount. Anya gave me a talking Santa," I said, rolling my eyes at the thought of the Santa sitting on my desk.
James laughed.
A few minutes later, Uncle Theo and Lisa arrived. Lisa, Violet, James, and I went outside to play hide and go seek. I could just imagine Petunia's face when she found out her fifteen year old sister was playing a child's game.
"James, aren't we a little old to be doing this?" I asked as we walked across the yard to find a hiding place.
"You never get to old to do stuff like this," James answered.
"Oh, that's right, I forgot. You still haven't grown up," I said, walking quickly to catch up.
"How about there?" James asked, pointing to the large willow tree.
"Ok," I answered.
We ran across the yard as Violet's voice reached 50 (we were counting to one hundred). James helped me up onto one of the limbs, and then came up himself. Our feet rested on another limb, so they weren't showing. We were completely hidden.
Violet reached 70. James put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out something small wrapped it tissue paper.
"Here, I ordered this for you. It's your Christmas gift," James said, handing me the little package.
"Oh, thanks," I said, and unwrapped it.
It was a little silver chain with a large heart locket at the end.
"Oh, thank you James! It's beautiful!" I cried, and kissed him on the cheek.
"It's not that nice..." James whispered.
"Yes it is," I answered, and put it around my neck.
Violet reached one hundred, so we had to stop talking. I heard her walk across the yard, trying to find someone.
Later that night, everyone sat around the huge dinning room table, eating dinner. It was dessert. Vernon stood up, and clinked his glass with his fork. We all looked up.
"I would like to thank Mr. and Mrs. Evans for inviting me here tonight. I had a great time," Vernon said, and continued, "Second, I would like to turn to Petunia, my girlfriend. She'll be searching for a job in the summer, and I want to be at her side at this time. So, I come to this."
He got down on bended knee. I felt my stomache starting to churn, and the piece of cheesecake in my mouth suddenly felt like paste.
"Petunia Evans, will you marry me?"
That was it. I grabbed my napkin and spitted my cheesecake into it, then turned to look where everyone else was, at my sister, Petunia.
"Oh, Vernon! Yes! I'll marry you!" Petunia cried, and jumped up to hug him.
I had suddenly lost my appetite.
I told the news to my friends on the way back to Hogwarts. They both had the same reaction, since they knew all about Vernon.
"Petunia says she doesn't want to be married until she's at least 22 a 'nice stable age'. So, she'll be staying home until then," I whispered.
"Well, looks like your going to have a brother in law," Anya said.
"Mention that word again, and I'll bash your skull in," I answered.
"Ok. I'm going to change the subject. That's a really pretty necklace you have there. Did you get it for Christmas?" Andrea asked.
"Yeah. James gave it to me. Do you like it?" I asked.
"James gave it to you? Well, it looks like our Lily really does have a boyfriend!" Anya announced.
"You guys need serious help," I whispered.
"We know. But, since we aren't getting it, we just keep acting this way," Anya answered.
"But that's so romantic! He gave you a necklace! Aw, that's cute," Netta said.
I shook my head, and repeated the part about my friends needing serious help. But, I couldn't help but agree with Netta. It was cute.
The first night after our classes James told me I had to be out at midnight again. I was really tired, and really wasn't in the mood. That was why, when we were in the room, I asked why we had to be here.
"Where else would we have been able to ask you to do something for us?" James asked.
"Ok, what do I have to do?" I asked.
There was a sound coming from outside the door. We all ducked behind the desks as a ghost floated by.
When it was clear, our converstaion started again.
"Remus is going to transform tomorrow night, right? So, he's going to go through the tree, to the Shreaking Shack. We are going to follow, in our animal forms. In case, the next morning, we are not there, go tell a teacher what we did. Ok?" James asked.
"And you needed to tell me this all the way down here because..." I asked.
"Because we couldn't exactly tell you it in front of Anya, Netta, and Andrea," Sirius finished.
"Ok, I'll do it. But I can I go back now? I'm really tired," I stated.
"Yeah, sure," James said.
Two days later, I woke up wondering if they were ok. I dressed quickly, and ran downstairs. James, Sirius, and Peter were sitting on the chairs, looking very tired.
"You made it. I'm supposing you're going again tonight?" I asked.
"Yep."
"Great," I whispered.
They did that every month. Every morning they returned looking tired, but talking among themselves about how much fun they had. My friends were wondering about this, and once asked me. I said I didn't know. Our year was coming to a close, and we were ready to go home. At the goodbye feast Netta took plenty of pictures, and promised to send them to us over the summer. We all knew we would see each other over the summer, but we still would miss each other.
So, on the last five minutes of our train ride home, we made a sign of glittery letters, that read "LANA, ONCE AND FOREVER". We held that up, and took a picture. We then folded up the sign, and played a game of Exploding Snap to decide who would get to keep the poster. I won.
The train pulled into the station, and I said goodbye to my friends. Mum and Dad were waiting for me on the other side, ready to take me home.
Author's Note- I admit, that was the shortest ever Chapter! But, I said all I wanted to in it. Come back next time for Lily's second worst ever summer (yes, I have this all planned out, well, most of it). I hope you liked this chapter, but I won't be able to know unless you review. So, go review, and be a good reader.
Lily's Lake
Chapter 12
"Violet's home with Petunia? You let her stay with Petunia? That isn't very wise," I said, leaning forward in my seat.
"Don't be so mean to your sister, Lily. She's trying just like you are," Mum said, half-heartly, not like scold.
"Sorry," I whispered.
"We are so glad you came home for Christmas," Dad said, ending the conversationg about Petunia.
"Yeah. Who's coming over this year?" I asked.
"Let's see. There's Aunt Lucy, Mellissa, Daniel, Uncle Theo, Lisa, the Potters, and Petunia's boyfriend, Vernon. Everyone else is away," Mum said.
"Vernon Dursley is coming! Great!" I moaned.
Petunia's boyfriend hated me, and I hated him that much as well. Of course, we tried to be polite around each other.
"Here we are. I'll get your trunk," Dad said, and went to get my trunk.
I got out of the car and ran up the side steps and into the house. The TV was on, and I guess Violet was watching something. Petunia was probably on the phone (no surprise there).
"I'm home!" I cried.
"LILY!" Violet cried, and ran into the hallway to hug me.
"Hey, Violet. Is Petunia on the phone again?" I asked, grinning at my 9-year-old sister.
"Yeah! She's talking to Vernon, I think," Violet said, thinking about whom our sister was talking to.
"Well, it would figure. Come on, let's go see," I said, taking Violet's hand as we walked into the kitchen.
"Hi Petunia. Who are you talking to?" I asked, strolling in with Violet giggling beside me.
"None of your buisness, Lily," Petunia answered cooly, covering up the speaker part of the phone.
"What, are you not going to welcome me home?" I asked, trying to look offended.
"Well, you interupted me!" Petunia answere loudly.
"Girls, girls. Calm down, and be quiet. Oh, you fight too much. The joys of having all three girls home for the holidays," Mum said, coming into the kitchen with Dad.
"Sorry, Mum. Sorry, Dad," we chorused.
"Oh, it's allright. Just try to be nice to each other for once," Mum answered.
Petunia turned back to her phone call and said, "Sorry, Vernon. That was my sister, Lily. Yeah, you know her. She's the one with red hair who acts like a clown all the time."
"Hey!" I cried.
"Petunia, Lily," Mum warned.
Petunia glared at me, and I left the room. Violet followed me, and we went up to my room.
"Do you have any picutres to show me?" Violet asked.
It was a habit. Whenever I came home, I would show some pictures to Violet. So, I walked over to my trunk, and took out the little package I kept the photos in. I went through them, and got out the ones I wanted to show her (NOT THE PICTURES OF ANYA AND ME DOING...YEAH).
"Here, let's see... Where do I start?" I asked, and started to tell Violet all about the first half of the year.
Christmas Morning at the Evans' house. Enough said.
"Lily! Lily! Wake up! It's Christmas!" Violet cried, jumping on my bed trying to wake me.
"I'm up, Vi! I'm up!" I cried, using my arms to protect my face from a misplaced foot.
Violet jumped off my bed and cried, "Then come on! There are presents to open!"
She took my hand and led me downstairs.
"What about Petunia?" I asked.
"She'll wake up on her own," Violet answered, and we started to run downstairs again.
The Christmas tree was set up in the middle of our living room. Mum and Dad had turned on the lights, and were now sitting on the couch across from it.
"Morning, Lily. Morning, Violet," Mum and Dad said, smiling at each of us.
"Your friend's gifts got here around three in the morning," Dad said, rolling his eyes sarcasticly.
"Great. Well, let's see, what should I open first?" I asked, looking through the gifts for one with my name on it.
"No, Lily. We have to wait for Petunia to get up and come down here," Mum said sternly,
"We'll take care of that," I said, and took Violet's hand.
We ran upstairs. Petunia was still in bed, asleep. I grinned at Violet, and walked into the room.
"Petunia! Vernon Dursley just called! He can't come to the party!" I cried.
"WHAT?!" Petunia cried, jumping out of bed and running to her phone.
"Just kidding, but you have to come downstairs now! It's Christmas, remember?" I asked.
"LILY!" Petunia cried, and ran over to grab me.
I ran out of the door, closing it. Violet was waiting outside for me. I grinned at her.
"She's out of bed," I said.
Violet grinned, and we ran downstairs. Five minutes later, Petunia joined us, glaring at me the whole time.
"Well, should we begin?" Mum asked.
"What's there to think about?" I asked, and started to dig through my pile of gifts for something to open.
My friends were generous. Andrea gave me a game, kinda like Muggle Clue (but the pieces talk). Anya gave me this funny looking Santa with a wand, which said "Hohoho, with bowls of sugar". She said in her note that she, for some reason, thought it was funny. Netta had one of the best gifts. It was a large photo album. On the front in gold was "LANA". On the inside of the front cover, it read "To my best friend, Lily Evans, from Netta Prewett". There were some pictures to go with it, the ones she had just developed and hadn't handed out.
"Isn't that nice of her?" Mum said.
Petunia kept far away, not liking the idea that the pictures were moving. Violet fell in love with the album.
After that we ate breakfast, and went upstairs to get dressed for the party. I had been relieved of wearing the dress my grandparents bought me (I claimed it was too big). Instead, I wore another one.
While I was waiting for the party to start, I went through the pictures Netta had sent me. Violet came in, and I did her hair. But, about an hour later, Petunia came in to tell us we had to go downstairs. Aunt Lucy, Mellissa, and Daniel were here.
We were engulfed in big hugs from the minute we walked downstairs. Aunt Lucy smelled sharply like perfume.
"Oh! Look at the little dears!" Aunt Lucy cried.
"Lily's fifteen mom, and Violet's nine. They aren't little," Mellissa said, hugging us both.
I escaped with Violet into the small sofa in the living room. Petunia was pacing in the front hall.
"Vernon's going to be here in just a moment," Violet whispered.
I nodded. Petunia came strutting in, saw us, and marched over.
"Lily! What's that brown thing on your face? Wipe it off! Violet, sit up straighter and smile! Vernon's going to be here any moment!" Petunia cried.
"That would be my eyebrow, and it doesn't wash off. And Vi is smiling," I said.
"Oh whatever. Just look nice. Don't you want our family to impress Vernon?" Petunia asked.
"Yeah, maybe I should barf at dinner then," I said.
"Honestly Lily!" Petunia cried, and went back into the front hall to pace.
The doorbell rang. Petunia ran across the hall, and to the front door. She fluffed her hair, and put on a smile ("Urgh!" I whispered). She opened the door.
It was Vernon Dursley, with the Potters right behind them. Vernon leaned over and pecked Petunia on the cheek.
"Oh, hello Vernon. Hello Mr. and Mrs. Potter, and James," Petunia said, taking their coats.
She dumped them on the seats, and walked to catch up with Vernon. They disappeared around the corner towards the kitchen, along with Mrs. Potter. A few moments later, Mr. Potter walked by with Dad, and James came over.
"Hey Lil'. Hey Vi," James said.
"Hi James!" Violet cried.
"How was your Christmas? Did you get a lot of stuff?" James asked.
"Yeah, a good amount. Anya gave me a talking Santa," I said, rolling my eyes at the thought of the Santa sitting on my desk.
James laughed.
A few minutes later, Uncle Theo and Lisa arrived. Lisa, Violet, James, and I went outside to play hide and go seek. I could just imagine Petunia's face when she found out her fifteen year old sister was playing a child's game.
"James, aren't we a little old to be doing this?" I asked as we walked across the yard to find a hiding place.
"You never get to old to do stuff like this," James answered.
"Oh, that's right, I forgot. You still haven't grown up," I said, walking quickly to catch up.
"How about there?" James asked, pointing to the large willow tree.
"Ok," I answered.
We ran across the yard as Violet's voice reached 50 (we were counting to one hundred). James helped me up onto one of the limbs, and then came up himself. Our feet rested on another limb, so they weren't showing. We were completely hidden.
Violet reached 70. James put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out something small wrapped it tissue paper.
"Here, I ordered this for you. It's your Christmas gift," James said, handing me the little package.
"Oh, thanks," I said, and unwrapped it.
It was a little silver chain with a large heart locket at the end.
"Oh, thank you James! It's beautiful!" I cried, and kissed him on the cheek.
"It's not that nice..." James whispered.
"Yes it is," I answered, and put it around my neck.
Violet reached one hundred, so we had to stop talking. I heard her walk across the yard, trying to find someone.
Later that night, everyone sat around the huge dinning room table, eating dinner. It was dessert. Vernon stood up, and clinked his glass with his fork. We all looked up.
"I would like to thank Mr. and Mrs. Evans for inviting me here tonight. I had a great time," Vernon said, and continued, "Second, I would like to turn to Petunia, my girlfriend. She'll be searching for a job in the summer, and I want to be at her side at this time. So, I come to this."
He got down on bended knee. I felt my stomache starting to churn, and the piece of cheesecake in my mouth suddenly felt like paste.
"Petunia Evans, will you marry me?"
That was it. I grabbed my napkin and spitted my cheesecake into it, then turned to look where everyone else was, at my sister, Petunia.
"Oh, Vernon! Yes! I'll marry you!" Petunia cried, and jumped up to hug him.
I had suddenly lost my appetite.
I told the news to my friends on the way back to Hogwarts. They both had the same reaction, since they knew all about Vernon.
"Petunia says she doesn't want to be married until she's at least 22 a 'nice stable age'. So, she'll be staying home until then," I whispered.
"Well, looks like your going to have a brother in law," Anya said.
"Mention that word again, and I'll bash your skull in," I answered.
"Ok. I'm going to change the subject. That's a really pretty necklace you have there. Did you get it for Christmas?" Andrea asked.
"Yeah. James gave it to me. Do you like it?" I asked.
"James gave it to you? Well, it looks like our Lily really does have a boyfriend!" Anya announced.
"You guys need serious help," I whispered.
"We know. But, since we aren't getting it, we just keep acting this way," Anya answered.
"But that's so romantic! He gave you a necklace! Aw, that's cute," Netta said.
I shook my head, and repeated the part about my friends needing serious help. But, I couldn't help but agree with Netta. It was cute.
The first night after our classes James told me I had to be out at midnight again. I was really tired, and really wasn't in the mood. That was why, when we were in the room, I asked why we had to be here.
"Where else would we have been able to ask you to do something for us?" James asked.
"Ok, what do I have to do?" I asked.
There was a sound coming from outside the door. We all ducked behind the desks as a ghost floated by.
When it was clear, our converstaion started again.
"Remus is going to transform tomorrow night, right? So, he's going to go through the tree, to the Shreaking Shack. We are going to follow, in our animal forms. In case, the next morning, we are not there, go tell a teacher what we did. Ok?" James asked.
"And you needed to tell me this all the way down here because..." I asked.
"Because we couldn't exactly tell you it in front of Anya, Netta, and Andrea," Sirius finished.
"Ok, I'll do it. But I can I go back now? I'm really tired," I stated.
"Yeah, sure," James said.
Two days later, I woke up wondering if they were ok. I dressed quickly, and ran downstairs. James, Sirius, and Peter were sitting on the chairs, looking very tired.
"You made it. I'm supposing you're going again tonight?" I asked.
"Yep."
"Great," I whispered.
They did that every month. Every morning they returned looking tired, but talking among themselves about how much fun they had. My friends were wondering about this, and once asked me. I said I didn't know. Our year was coming to a close, and we were ready to go home. At the goodbye feast Netta took plenty of pictures, and promised to send them to us over the summer. We all knew we would see each other over the summer, but we still would miss each other.
So, on the last five minutes of our train ride home, we made a sign of glittery letters, that read "LANA, ONCE AND FOREVER". We held that up, and took a picture. We then folded up the sign, and played a game of Exploding Snap to decide who would get to keep the poster. I won.
The train pulled into the station, and I said goodbye to my friends. Mum and Dad were waiting for me on the other side, ready to take me home.
Author's Note- I admit, that was the shortest ever Chapter! But, I said all I wanted to in it. Come back next time for Lily's second worst ever summer (yes, I have this all planned out, well, most of it). I hope you liked this chapter, but I won't be able to know unless you review. So, go review, and be a good reader.