A week later....
"Lily, come on. You can't hole yourself up in here forever," Lily's friend Morgan said worriedly, looking down at the pathetic figure with rumpled red hair that, at some point, used to be her dynamic, kind-hearted best friend.
It had been a week and Lily had avoided eating with Morgan, Sirius, Remus, Peter and James, their ususal group.
"Oh yeah, well I can sure as hell try." Lily's fragile face looked broken inside. Her nose was red and her eyes were unaccustomed to the light.
"Lil."
"Don't call me that. He used to call me that."
"All right, I'm not saying anything. But promise me you'll make SOME kind of entrance at dinner tonight. We're all worried about you. Sirius has evben said that he's going crazy with worry about you and James."
Lily tensed at the word 'James'.
"Can you imagine that? Sirius, being serious. What a hoot."
"It must be a new experience for him."
"Come on, Lily. Promise me you'll come down to dinner. Do it for a friend."
"I make no garuntees."
Morgan kissed Lily on the cheek. "Feel better." Lily's mother would say and do the exact same thing.
Lily didn't respond.
"Be there at dinner, okay?" Morgan said before she closed the door behind her.
Lily sat up and fished a pad out from under her pillow. She had been writing a curse to cast on James.
Till three turns the clock doth strike
Make him feel the pain I feel
Curse him and his mortal life
Till he no longer seems real.
Tricklesmithle, Lithelbane
Let no happy feelings remain
In the heart and mind of James
Cause men are basically all the same.
It sounded more like a complaint or a holiday wish list than a curse. Lily crumpled the piece of paper into a little ball and threw it into the far corner of the room. "I hate you, James Henry Potter," She whispered, making two fists.
Which is when she got a bright idea.
"Lily, come on. You can't hole yourself up in here forever," Lily's friend Morgan said worriedly, looking down at the pathetic figure with rumpled red hair that, at some point, used to be her dynamic, kind-hearted best friend.
It had been a week and Lily had avoided eating with Morgan, Sirius, Remus, Peter and James, their ususal group.
"Oh yeah, well I can sure as hell try." Lily's fragile face looked broken inside. Her nose was red and her eyes were unaccustomed to the light.
"Lil."
"Don't call me that. He used to call me that."
"All right, I'm not saying anything. But promise me you'll make SOME kind of entrance at dinner tonight. We're all worried about you. Sirius has evben said that he's going crazy with worry about you and James."
Lily tensed at the word 'James'.
"Can you imagine that? Sirius, being serious. What a hoot."
"It must be a new experience for him."
"Come on, Lily. Promise me you'll come down to dinner. Do it for a friend."
"I make no garuntees."
Morgan kissed Lily on the cheek. "Feel better." Lily's mother would say and do the exact same thing.
Lily didn't respond.
"Be there at dinner, okay?" Morgan said before she closed the door behind her.
Lily sat up and fished a pad out from under her pillow. She had been writing a curse to cast on James.
Till three turns the clock doth strike
Make him feel the pain I feel
Curse him and his mortal life
Till he no longer seems real.
Tricklesmithle, Lithelbane
Let no happy feelings remain
In the heart and mind of James
Cause men are basically all the same.
It sounded more like a complaint or a holiday wish list than a curse. Lily crumpled the piece of paper into a little ball and threw it into the far corner of the room. "I hate you, James Henry Potter," She whispered, making two fists.
Which is when she got a bright idea.