(((((((
I went back to my house with James to send a letter to Trisha and L.C. When I had finished it, I showed it to James.
"What do you think?" I asked.
Dear Trisha (and L.C. if you're there),
You want me to explain everything to you, but I can't do it in a letter. I'm asking you to meet me at McKinnon's tomorrow night, so that I actually can explain. Since James knows and is willing to support me, he's going to be there as well. Unless that's a problem with you. I realise that I've not been the best friend for a while, but you'll understand why tomorrow night. Please show up, I can't bear being estranged with the rest of my Kit-Kats.
L.Y.L.A.S.
Lily
"Sounds good to me," answered James. He stood behind me with his arms round my waist as I sent off the owl. "But one question, why McKinnon's?"
"Oh, I know the owner. I'm guaranteed a private place so that I can talk to them."
(((((((
Trisha and L.C. were moping around when Lily's owl flew in the open window.
Fidelius dropped a letter at Trisha's feet and took off.
"What's this?" asked LC.
"It's from Lily."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Open it."
They did, and began to read.
"I think we shouldn't go," Trisha announced.
"WHAT! Lily's our friend, no matter how upset at her we are. I'm going no matter what you do."
(((((((
James and I walked into McKinnon's the following night. Anna was at the bar tonight, and she waved at me.
"Lily, your friends are in the back room waiting for you."
I flashed a smile at her. "Thanks, Anna."
I gripped James' hand unconsciously as we moved closer to the room.
"I'm nervous, Drew," I whispered.
"Couldn't tell," he replied, lifting our intertwined hands.
"Oh, sorry." I smiled sheepishly, and eased up the pressure.
"S'alright."
Trisha and L.C. were sitting on one of the couches when we walked in.
"Can we get this over with?" Trisha asked. "I've got someplace to be."
"Patricia!" L.C. said. "I don't give a damn if you have someplace to be. Lily's our best friend since year one and I think you ought to hear her out and screw who ever you're meeting."
Trisha winced.
"You know I hate that name! And I doubt that Si-I mean, the person who I'm meeting would like me to be completely late."
"So then why don't you two shut up and let Lily explain," James suggested.
They shut up and turned towards me.
"Okay, you two remember..."
After I had finished talking, they were stunned into silence, and I had tears running down my face.
"Oh, Lily," Trisha said, "why didn't you just come and talk to us?"
"I was ashamed. OF everything." I couldn't help it, I started to cry again.
James hugged me, and so did Trisha and L.C.
"Lily, we're always here to support you," L.C. said. "you know that better than I do. Remember our promise?"
She rolled up her sleeve to reveal a tattoo inscribed on the inner wrist of her right arm, just over the veins.
"Ab imo pectore, aut vincere aut mori, alea iacta est, aut viam inveniam aut faciam, beati possidentes mens sana in corpore sano, docendo discimus, non mihi, non tibi, sed nobis," I recited.
"From the bottom of the chest, either to conquer or to die, the die is cast, I'll either find a way or make one, blessed are those who possess a sound mind in a sound body, teach in order to learn, not for you not for me but for us," James translated.
"You know Latin?" the three of us asked simultaneously.
I went back to my house with James to send a letter to Trisha and L.C. When I had finished it, I showed it to James.
"What do you think?" I asked.
Dear Trisha (and L.C. if you're there),
You want me to explain everything to you, but I can't do it in a letter. I'm asking you to meet me at McKinnon's tomorrow night, so that I actually can explain. Since James knows and is willing to support me, he's going to be there as well. Unless that's a problem with you. I realise that I've not been the best friend for a while, but you'll understand why tomorrow night. Please show up, I can't bear being estranged with the rest of my Kit-Kats.
L.Y.L.A.S.
Lily
"Sounds good to me," answered James. He stood behind me with his arms round my waist as I sent off the owl. "But one question, why McKinnon's?"
"Oh, I know the owner. I'm guaranteed a private place so that I can talk to them."
(((((((
Trisha and L.C. were moping around when Lily's owl flew in the open window.
Fidelius dropped a letter at Trisha's feet and took off.
"What's this?" asked LC.
"It's from Lily."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Open it."
They did, and began to read.
"I think we shouldn't go," Trisha announced.
"WHAT! Lily's our friend, no matter how upset at her we are. I'm going no matter what you do."
(((((((
James and I walked into McKinnon's the following night. Anna was at the bar tonight, and she waved at me.
"Lily, your friends are in the back room waiting for you."
I flashed a smile at her. "Thanks, Anna."
I gripped James' hand unconsciously as we moved closer to the room.
"I'm nervous, Drew," I whispered.
"Couldn't tell," he replied, lifting our intertwined hands.
"Oh, sorry." I smiled sheepishly, and eased up the pressure.
"S'alright."
Trisha and L.C. were sitting on one of the couches when we walked in.
"Can we get this over with?" Trisha asked. "I've got someplace to be."
"Patricia!" L.C. said. "I don't give a damn if you have someplace to be. Lily's our best friend since year one and I think you ought to hear her out and screw who ever you're meeting."
Trisha winced.
"You know I hate that name! And I doubt that Si-I mean, the person who I'm meeting would like me to be completely late."
"So then why don't you two shut up and let Lily explain," James suggested.
They shut up and turned towards me.
"Okay, you two remember..."
After I had finished talking, they were stunned into silence, and I had tears running down my face.
"Oh, Lily," Trisha said, "why didn't you just come and talk to us?"
"I was ashamed. OF everything." I couldn't help it, I started to cry again.
James hugged me, and so did Trisha and L.C.
"Lily, we're always here to support you," L.C. said. "you know that better than I do. Remember our promise?"
She rolled up her sleeve to reveal a tattoo inscribed on the inner wrist of her right arm, just over the veins.
"Ab imo pectore, aut vincere aut mori, alea iacta est, aut viam inveniam aut faciam, beati possidentes mens sana in corpore sano, docendo discimus, non mihi, non tibi, sed nobis," I recited.
"From the bottom of the chest, either to conquer or to die, the die is cast, I'll either find a way or make one, blessed are those who possess a sound mind in a sound body, teach in order to learn, not for you not for me but for us," James translated.
"You know Latin?" the three of us asked simultaneously.