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All the dormitries in the Griffindor Tower are exactly the same. Well, there are some differences but all of them are drenched in scarlet. Our house colour.
The hangings over the bed were also scarlet. Notice I said were. I charmed my hangings to flash in different colours in my first year. Mcgonagal protested but Dumbledore just seemed amused and said I could keep it like that.
There were four other girls who shared the dormitary. Meredith, Summer, Caitlin and Heather. We were friends I suppose. Oh, we didn't do everything together but we spent our evenings gossiping or trying different hairstyles like normal teenagers. They were all purebloods except Heather who was half, and sometimes I thought of telling them that muggle teenagers did things no different from us. I always decided against it, though. Heather might understand but the others imagine muggles as lower life forms. Oh, they never say it out loud. That wouldn't be very Griffindor-ish. They like to believe that we Griffindors are all noble and selfless without a single unkind thought in our heads.
Bullshit, of course.
Summer was trying a hair straightening charm on my hair. I knew it wouldn't work. Summer while very sweet and brave as a lion was not very bright and slightly muddled. Her hair was a mass of golden curls and her eyes were bright cornflower blue. Many people thought she would end up in Hufflepuff but the sorting hat never lies ( at least thats what Dumbledore has been telling us for years anyway).
Caitlin ws off on another `interesting' story about yet another important friend of her father's who had been charmed by her and kept sending her gifts. I needn' tell you that Caitlin was one of the prettiest girls in the school. There were constant votes among the student population on who was the better looking between her and Narcissa Astra- a Slytherin. I personally thought it was Caitlin. Narcissa would be pretty but she always had a look on her face as if there was a disgusting smell under her nose.
People say I'm pretty but its just the red hair; Sirius has pointed that out often enough.
Heather worshipped Caitlin. She was quite plain with mousey brown hair and a habit of scrunching up her nose. Right now, she was hanging on to Caitlin's every word and cooing over the gold necklace that had been sent from the admirer.
I didn't have the heart to tell them it wasn't real gold : just gilted paint.
Meredith lay on my bed reading. Her long black hair was done up in plaits and there were a few freckles on her dark skin which were results of the hot summer we had just had. She put her book down and sighed : she loved reading tragedys. So did I as a matter of fact. "Why did you leave in the middle of dinner?" She flicked one of braids at Summer.
Now it was my turn to sigh. Meredith didn't miss much. "I didn't feel hungry," I lied.
She rolled on her back to stare at my multi-coloured hangings, "Did you see that man sitting next to Binns?" Her voice sounded dreamy, " He was-"
"Lucius Malfoy," Caitlin said promptly, joining her on the bed. "My father knows him. He's very high up in the Ministary."
Heather broke in eagerly,"Hey, did you see the necklace that Caitlin got from-"
"We heard," I said hastily. Meredith grinned.
"I'm hungry," Summer said and stopped playing with my hair to my relief.
"I'll go and get something from the kitchens," I said," I feel like a walk."
Caitlin waved to me, "Get me something too," Was I a slave?
"Alright," I said.
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In their second year, James and Sirius discovered the house elves in the kitchens. When we had missed lunch due to getting lost in the forest (James's fault not mine) they led the rest of us (Remus and me - Peter already knew: he made trips down there often - I guess thats why he's so fat) to the home of the house elves, who gave us so much food that after sharing it with six other people there were still leftovers.
I tickled the pear and pulled on the handle.
"Lilly?"
I whipped around and saw Severus. He was leaning against the statue od Eric the Strange and looking at me oddly, "Its not like you to get hungry."
"Oh," I patted the handle, "No, I'm just getting something for the others."
He scowled, "And they can't get something themselves-why?"
"I felt like walking."
He shifted restlessly and stared at the spot beyond my shoulder, "I feel like walking too. We can go outside."
"It's nearly midnight!" He knew I loved walking in the dark.
He smiled at that, "Good, then no teachers will see us."
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I don't know why but I love walking at night. The world seems different: Colder, subtler with endless stretches of glittering stars. The lake turns into an icy mirror, reflecting the milky glow of the moon.
I drank all this in as we walked. I let Severus lead; he was careful to walk in the darkest places and stay clear away from the lake so our voices wouldn't carry over the water.
His voice broke the silence as we meandered to the courtyard: "Where were you today?"
I smiled, "That would be telling."
"You were in the forest"
Severus knew me too well, "Maybe."
He turned his face to the sky. I looked up too; Sirius hung low in the sky, glowing like a small moon.
"You shouldn't go there so often," he said finally, "Ogg could catch you and-" he stopped.
I knew what he wanted to say // It's not safe // but he hated saying things like that. He hated me sometimes for making him want to say things like that.
I sighed and looked towards the school - and froze.
Lucius was there.
He had already seen us and was walking our way. I heard Severus swear softly under his breath.
He stopped in front of us. He was tall; even taller than Severus. Pale, golden and lovely like one of the sidhe.
"A little late for a stroll, don't you think?"
We didn't speak. Severus was being as mulish as possible; expecting punishment, and I'm afraid my heart was in my throat.
Lucius smiled, "Go back inside," He was looking at me.
We walked back to the school.
Severus- being the Slytherin he was- suspected that Lucius was planning to go to the headmaster first thing in the morning. I wasn't so sure.
I looked back before we went inside.
He stood in the side door of the courtyard. I couldn't see his face; the shadows of the gargoyles fell on him.
But he stood there.
Watching me.
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Disclaimer: I forgot to do this last time but the only charactors that belong to me are Meredith etc. The rest belong to the famous J.K Rowling.
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All the dormitries in the Griffindor Tower are exactly the same. Well, there are some differences but all of them are drenched in scarlet. Our house colour.
The hangings over the bed were also scarlet. Notice I said were. I charmed my hangings to flash in different colours in my first year. Mcgonagal protested but Dumbledore just seemed amused and said I could keep it like that.
There were four other girls who shared the dormitary. Meredith, Summer, Caitlin and Heather. We were friends I suppose. Oh, we didn't do everything together but we spent our evenings gossiping or trying different hairstyles like normal teenagers. They were all purebloods except Heather who was half, and sometimes I thought of telling them that muggle teenagers did things no different from us. I always decided against it, though. Heather might understand but the others imagine muggles as lower life forms. Oh, they never say it out loud. That wouldn't be very Griffindor-ish. They like to believe that we Griffindors are all noble and selfless without a single unkind thought in our heads.
Bullshit, of course.
Summer was trying a hair straightening charm on my hair. I knew it wouldn't work. Summer while very sweet and brave as a lion was not very bright and slightly muddled. Her hair was a mass of golden curls and her eyes were bright cornflower blue. Many people thought she would end up in Hufflepuff but the sorting hat never lies ( at least thats what Dumbledore has been telling us for years anyway).
Caitlin ws off on another `interesting' story about yet another important friend of her father's who had been charmed by her and kept sending her gifts. I needn' tell you that Caitlin was one of the prettiest girls in the school. There were constant votes among the student population on who was the better looking between her and Narcissa Astra- a Slytherin. I personally thought it was Caitlin. Narcissa would be pretty but she always had a look on her face as if there was a disgusting smell under her nose.
People say I'm pretty but its just the red hair; Sirius has pointed that out often enough.
Heather worshipped Caitlin. She was quite plain with mousey brown hair and a habit of scrunching up her nose. Right now, she was hanging on to Caitlin's every word and cooing over the gold necklace that had been sent from the admirer.
I didn't have the heart to tell them it wasn't real gold : just gilted paint.
Meredith lay on my bed reading. Her long black hair was done up in plaits and there were a few freckles on her dark skin which were results of the hot summer we had just had. She put her book down and sighed : she loved reading tragedys. So did I as a matter of fact. "Why did you leave in the middle of dinner?" She flicked one of braids at Summer.
Now it was my turn to sigh. Meredith didn't miss much. "I didn't feel hungry," I lied.
She rolled on her back to stare at my multi-coloured hangings, "Did you see that man sitting next to Binns?" Her voice sounded dreamy, " He was-"
"Lucius Malfoy," Caitlin said promptly, joining her on the bed. "My father knows him. He's very high up in the Ministary."
Heather broke in eagerly,"Hey, did you see the necklace that Caitlin got from-"
"We heard," I said hastily. Meredith grinned.
"I'm hungry," Summer said and stopped playing with my hair to my relief.
"I'll go and get something from the kitchens," I said," I feel like a walk."
Caitlin waved to me, "Get me something too," Was I a slave?
"Alright," I said.
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In their second year, James and Sirius discovered the house elves in the kitchens. When we had missed lunch due to getting lost in the forest (James's fault not mine) they led the rest of us (Remus and me - Peter already knew: he made trips down there often - I guess thats why he's so fat) to the home of the house elves, who gave us so much food that after sharing it with six other people there were still leftovers.
I tickled the pear and pulled on the handle.
"Lilly?"
I whipped around and saw Severus. He was leaning against the statue od Eric the Strange and looking at me oddly, "Its not like you to get hungry."
"Oh," I patted the handle, "No, I'm just getting something for the others."
He scowled, "And they can't get something themselves-why?"
"I felt like walking."
He shifted restlessly and stared at the spot beyond my shoulder, "I feel like walking too. We can go outside."
"It's nearly midnight!" He knew I loved walking in the dark.
He smiled at that, "Good, then no teachers will see us."
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I don't know why but I love walking at night. The world seems different: Colder, subtler with endless stretches of glittering stars. The lake turns into an icy mirror, reflecting the milky glow of the moon.
I drank all this in as we walked. I let Severus lead; he was careful to walk in the darkest places and stay clear away from the lake so our voices wouldn't carry over the water.
His voice broke the silence as we meandered to the courtyard: "Where were you today?"
I smiled, "That would be telling."
"You were in the forest"
Severus knew me too well, "Maybe."
He turned his face to the sky. I looked up too; Sirius hung low in the sky, glowing like a small moon.
"You shouldn't go there so often," he said finally, "Ogg could catch you and-" he stopped.
I knew what he wanted to say // It's not safe // but he hated saying things like that. He hated me sometimes for making him want to say things like that.
I sighed and looked towards the school - and froze.
Lucius was there.
He had already seen us and was walking our way. I heard Severus swear softly under his breath.
He stopped in front of us. He was tall; even taller than Severus. Pale, golden and lovely like one of the sidhe.
"A little late for a stroll, don't you think?"
We didn't speak. Severus was being as mulish as possible; expecting punishment, and I'm afraid my heart was in my throat.
Lucius smiled, "Go back inside," He was looking at me.
We walked back to the school.
Severus- being the Slytherin he was- suspected that Lucius was planning to go to the headmaster first thing in the morning. I wasn't so sure.
I looked back before we went inside.
He stood in the side door of the courtyard. I couldn't see his face; the shadows of the gargoyles fell on him.
But he stood there.
Watching me.
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