A/N: Well don't get mad at me for the last chapter. It had to happen and
it did. Anyways, here I go with number eleven. For once I have nothing to
say in an author's note. Wow.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and I will get mad if you steal my original characters. So don't. But don't sue me because I don't anything that you can find in the books.
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In the Dictionary
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Chapter Eleven: Understanding
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"Oh Lily, you don't know how happy you have made me. I know it's a lot to think about right now, but just tell me when you are ready to move," bubbled Andrew.
"Move?" asked Lily. "Where would we move?"
"Why to South Africa, of course! After all, my whole family and my life are there. You don't mind, do you?"
He gave her a look that said if-you-really-love-me-do-this. Lily couldn't bear to disappoint him then so she reluctantly agreed.
He took Lily home and, as he was driving away, she had a disturbing thought. Shouldn't she feel more blissful than she had ever felt? Why, then, did she have a small feeling of emptiness?
She put the thoughts aside as she entered the living room where Diana and Hellen were situated.
"How was your evening?"
"Andrew proposed," she said shortly.
It took the two others a moment to take in the information. When it sunk in, they sat up, squealed and hugged Lily.
"Oh Lily, that's wonderful," Diana gushed.
"I'm so happy for you," cried Hellen.
"Let's see the ring."
Lily showed her two friends the ring, earning "ohhs" and "ahhs" from them. Lily had to admit, the ring was exquisite. The main diamond was one and a half carrots. It was surrounded by tiny diamond chips and set in a delicate gold setting. In fact, Lily had never even seen such a huge ring.
Hellen and Diana wanted to start planning the wedding, but Lily told them that it was too soon because she didn't even know what country the wedding would take place in. Feeling slightly put down, the girls retired to their bedrooms.
"Good-morning, Lily," greeted Diana as Lily entered the kitchen.
"'Lo, why do you two have suitcases?" she asked.
"Don't tell us you forgot about our weekend in Manchester," scolded Hellen.
"Oh. Right…" Lily was now fully awake so she quickly conjured up a small suitcase packed with her toiletries and clothes for the next two nights. She went up to her room to shower and choose her outfit for that day. In an hour or so, she was ready to leave with Diana and Hellen.
James and Sirius were coming along on the trip, basically because Sirius thought that it was too dangerous for three women to be traveling alone, although Lily did have her suspicions that he just wanted some non-romantic female contact. Lily was excited about spending time with Sirius, but she was less than thrilled at the prospect of seeing James.
How would he react to her engagement? Would her be mad? Jealous? Nonchalant? Then Lily mentally slapped herself for thinking this. Why would it matter what he thought? She was a grown woman and he had no power over her whatsoever.
When the two arrived, Lily was sitting on the chaise lounge, thumbing through an old copy of Witch Weekly without much interest. Within five minutes, the witches and wizards were on their way.
Using the floo network was not an option because Diana insisted that traveling the Muggle way would "give us some quality bonding time." The five of them were comfortably seated in a limousine courtesy of Diana's great-uncle Feliop.
For lunch, they stopped at a small restaurant. Lily thought that the food looked questionable, but didn't mention it for she didn't want to spoil anyone's trip.
As it turned out, the tuna fish sandwich was rancid. Thirty minutes after the group had left the restaurant, she asked Sirius, who was driving, to pull over. As soon as the automobile was stopped, she raced out of the car and was violently sick.
Lily was rarely ever sick. Even as a child she only had one serious cold. But when she was ill, she felt awful--more awful than most people feel in their life. After recovering from vomiting, she crawled back into the car.
She couldn't make out what the others were saying, but judging by their tones, they were sayings of sympathy rather than disgust. She fell asleep in the limo, and it was not until hours later that she awoke.
Expecting to find herself in the limo, she was mildly surprised to find herself on a soft bed in a cozy little room. Even more surprising to see was James who was looking out of the floral-draped window. She made a move to get up, but found that she was too sore to perform any big movements and let out a soft groan.
James heard the groan and walked over to Lily.
"So you're up," he said.
"Yes," she hesitated, "but why are you here? And where are the others?"
"I'm afraid it's only me now. You've been unconscious for more than six hours. The others had to go on to keep the reservation at the inn. They told me to stay back because I was the only one of the four who didn't have one of the three rooms in his or her name. Trust me, if it was my choice I would have had Hellen or Diana stay back."
"Lucky me," Lily mumbled. After a moment she asked, "What time is it?"
"Half past eight."
"Oh… thanks."
"Anytime."
After an awkward silence that seemed to last hours instead of minutes, James asked, "Feeling any better?"
"A little bit," she answered weakly.
"I've never seen someone with such a bad case of food poisoning," James commented.
"Remind me to slap the person who picked that restaurant," Lily half-joked.
James laughed. "I think that it was you. You said to stop at the next possible restaurant and that was it."
"Well never mind then."
"Why don't we both go to sleep now," James suggested. "If you're up to it, we can catch up with the others tomorrow afternoon."
"You're not sleeping in here are you?" Lily asked. Although she didn't have a major problem with that concept, for she knew James was honorable, she didn't know what Andrew might do if he found out.
"No, no, no. I rented the room across the hall. It's a bit less flowery than this one. If you don't have any other questions, I'll be off now." James turned to leave, but Lily called out to him.
"James?"
"Hmm?" Lily didn't know why she had called out. She didn't know whether to tell him about her engagement or wait until later. He most likely knew by now; the ring was very noticeable.
Due to the fact of her indecision, all she could say was a soft, "Goodnight James."
"Goodnight Lily." He looked like he understood what she was thinking, but didn't comment. He understood. He simply understood.
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A/N: Sorry this is so short. I'll make up for it with the next chapter I promise. Andrew faded in this chapter for a reason. All of my reviewers said they hated Andrew, but I just need to express that you should be feeling a different emotion for him in the future chapters. But I can't tell you what emotion because that would spoil the surprise.
I'm really surprised at how far I've taken this story. It started out as a joke. It became more than that, but I only planned on five chapters at the most.
Another reason this chapter is so short is because I couldn't leave everyone where I did. That would just be cruel, even for me. This way you can make some better inferences.
Oh and by the way, there will be a Harry, I may not write about it, but there will be one.
Not that I've babbled on like this for a while, which I am sure most of you skipped, I'll ask you to review and now I will stop.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and I will get mad if you steal my original characters. So don't. But don't sue me because I don't anything that you can find in the books.
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In the Dictionary
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Chapter Eleven: Understanding
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"Oh Lily, you don't know how happy you have made me. I know it's a lot to think about right now, but just tell me when you are ready to move," bubbled Andrew.
"Move?" asked Lily. "Where would we move?"
"Why to South Africa, of course! After all, my whole family and my life are there. You don't mind, do you?"
He gave her a look that said if-you-really-love-me-do-this. Lily couldn't bear to disappoint him then so she reluctantly agreed.
He took Lily home and, as he was driving away, she had a disturbing thought. Shouldn't she feel more blissful than she had ever felt? Why, then, did she have a small feeling of emptiness?
She put the thoughts aside as she entered the living room where Diana and Hellen were situated.
"How was your evening?"
"Andrew proposed," she said shortly.
It took the two others a moment to take in the information. When it sunk in, they sat up, squealed and hugged Lily.
"Oh Lily, that's wonderful," Diana gushed.
"I'm so happy for you," cried Hellen.
"Let's see the ring."
Lily showed her two friends the ring, earning "ohhs" and "ahhs" from them. Lily had to admit, the ring was exquisite. The main diamond was one and a half carrots. It was surrounded by tiny diamond chips and set in a delicate gold setting. In fact, Lily had never even seen such a huge ring.
Hellen and Diana wanted to start planning the wedding, but Lily told them that it was too soon because she didn't even know what country the wedding would take place in. Feeling slightly put down, the girls retired to their bedrooms.
"Good-morning, Lily," greeted Diana as Lily entered the kitchen.
"'Lo, why do you two have suitcases?" she asked.
"Don't tell us you forgot about our weekend in Manchester," scolded Hellen.
"Oh. Right…" Lily was now fully awake so she quickly conjured up a small suitcase packed with her toiletries and clothes for the next two nights. She went up to her room to shower and choose her outfit for that day. In an hour or so, she was ready to leave with Diana and Hellen.
James and Sirius were coming along on the trip, basically because Sirius thought that it was too dangerous for three women to be traveling alone, although Lily did have her suspicions that he just wanted some non-romantic female contact. Lily was excited about spending time with Sirius, but she was less than thrilled at the prospect of seeing James.
How would he react to her engagement? Would her be mad? Jealous? Nonchalant? Then Lily mentally slapped herself for thinking this. Why would it matter what he thought? She was a grown woman and he had no power over her whatsoever.
When the two arrived, Lily was sitting on the chaise lounge, thumbing through an old copy of Witch Weekly without much interest. Within five minutes, the witches and wizards were on their way.
Using the floo network was not an option because Diana insisted that traveling the Muggle way would "give us some quality bonding time." The five of them were comfortably seated in a limousine courtesy of Diana's great-uncle Feliop.
For lunch, they stopped at a small restaurant. Lily thought that the food looked questionable, but didn't mention it for she didn't want to spoil anyone's trip.
As it turned out, the tuna fish sandwich was rancid. Thirty minutes after the group had left the restaurant, she asked Sirius, who was driving, to pull over. As soon as the automobile was stopped, she raced out of the car and was violently sick.
Lily was rarely ever sick. Even as a child she only had one serious cold. But when she was ill, she felt awful--more awful than most people feel in their life. After recovering from vomiting, she crawled back into the car.
She couldn't make out what the others were saying, but judging by their tones, they were sayings of sympathy rather than disgust. She fell asleep in the limo, and it was not until hours later that she awoke.
Expecting to find herself in the limo, she was mildly surprised to find herself on a soft bed in a cozy little room. Even more surprising to see was James who was looking out of the floral-draped window. She made a move to get up, but found that she was too sore to perform any big movements and let out a soft groan.
James heard the groan and walked over to Lily.
"So you're up," he said.
"Yes," she hesitated, "but why are you here? And where are the others?"
"I'm afraid it's only me now. You've been unconscious for more than six hours. The others had to go on to keep the reservation at the inn. They told me to stay back because I was the only one of the four who didn't have one of the three rooms in his or her name. Trust me, if it was my choice I would have had Hellen or Diana stay back."
"Lucky me," Lily mumbled. After a moment she asked, "What time is it?"
"Half past eight."
"Oh… thanks."
"Anytime."
After an awkward silence that seemed to last hours instead of minutes, James asked, "Feeling any better?"
"A little bit," she answered weakly.
"I've never seen someone with such a bad case of food poisoning," James commented.
"Remind me to slap the person who picked that restaurant," Lily half-joked.
James laughed. "I think that it was you. You said to stop at the next possible restaurant and that was it."
"Well never mind then."
"Why don't we both go to sleep now," James suggested. "If you're up to it, we can catch up with the others tomorrow afternoon."
"You're not sleeping in here are you?" Lily asked. Although she didn't have a major problem with that concept, for she knew James was honorable, she didn't know what Andrew might do if he found out.
"No, no, no. I rented the room across the hall. It's a bit less flowery than this one. If you don't have any other questions, I'll be off now." James turned to leave, but Lily called out to him.
"James?"
"Hmm?" Lily didn't know why she had called out. She didn't know whether to tell him about her engagement or wait until later. He most likely knew by now; the ring was very noticeable.
Due to the fact of her indecision, all she could say was a soft, "Goodnight James."
"Goodnight Lily." He looked like he understood what she was thinking, but didn't comment. He understood. He simply understood.
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A/N: Sorry this is so short. I'll make up for it with the next chapter I promise. Andrew faded in this chapter for a reason. All of my reviewers said they hated Andrew, but I just need to express that you should be feeling a different emotion for him in the future chapters. But I can't tell you what emotion because that would spoil the surprise.
I'm really surprised at how far I've taken this story. It started out as a joke. It became more than that, but I only planned on five chapters at the most.
Another reason this chapter is so short is because I couldn't leave everyone where I did. That would just be cruel, even for me. This way you can make some better inferences.
Oh and by the way, there will be a Harry, I may not write about it, but there will be one.
Not that I've babbled on like this for a while, which I am sure most of you skipped, I'll ask you to review and now I will stop.