Water Lilies
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own Tolkien. I do not own anything. I am as poor as a church mouse. Well, you never about that. *Sees a church mouse with a 100 dollar bill.*
A/N: Finally yes, I know. I took forever for a short chapter. I went to Disney Land! (I don't own that either: P) so I got back a little bit ago but haven't had time to write much, or the inspiration. So forgive me and review! P.S. Will I get more reviews if I say, 'will only post when I get 20 reviews'?
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Chapter eight in which someone comes to the rescue.
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Lily walked swiftly but not fast to the cabin she had been abandoned on. It was her favorite walk in the average-sized clearing where she lived.
Lily didn't know how many days she had been there, nor whether she would last through winter. However she did know that the day was Saturday.
The scenery was beautiful. As she walked, she took it all in.
Lily matched her background. Her red hair showed the changing to autumn, while her green eyes showed the growth. The clothes she wore were slightly ragged from days without cleaning. However, the stream by her cabin provided washing.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed an oddity by the willow tree. Lily had sworn she saw it move before, so this was no surprise. What was interesting was there were dark figures asleep by it.
Lily set down her wood and walked over to the tree. She saw three boys lying asleep. Two were asleep out of the tree's reach. The last one, startlingly, was nearly enclosed inside and from the tree. Running back to her pile, she grabbed an axe and brought it to the tree.
"Now listen up, tree," she declared with more confidence than she had. It seemed silly to talk to a tree. "You let that boy go or I'll chop you apart." The tree didn't seem to notice.
Ok, to desperate measures now. She lifted up the axe and whacked the tree beside the black-haired boy. A gash showed from her efforts.
"See? I am not kidding," she said again. The tree seemed to listen more this time. It started to pull back, and then stopped. This time there would more chance of hitting the kid.
But Lily swung and hit dead on where she wanted to. The tree recoiled from the touch. Now it knew she meant business.
However, the willow was stubborn and only pulled back to where she just couldn't get the boy out. Lily heaved up the axe and, one last time, whacked the tree. This time she hadn't been so lucky, and a small slash bled along his side.
Lily cursed, but proceeded to pull him out of the moving willow. Where the boy had been, the tree had meshed around. Shockingly, bark did not cover the area where it touched him. Instead, tree-veins proceeded up the tree, bare. But Lily only got to see that for a split second before the tree covered itself again.
After a quick shake of her head, she proceeded to drag the boy to her cabin. Then the next, a light-haired boy. And finally a dark haired boy. All three wore regular clothes, although the light-haired boy's clothes were quite worn out. The difference between the clothes she had at home in her dresser and theirs was holes. Holes and rips covered both jeans and shirts.
She realized they must have been wandering though the dark forest. Her grandparents had told her it was 'out of bounds' or 'forbidden,' so she stayed away from it. To a spike of trees in the clearing she went only for firewood. She supposed that she shouldn't have believed them-after all, they had abandoned her. But the forest hadn't seemed right and it had to be 'forbidden' for some reason. Mentally, she shrugged.
Lily found she was exhausted. Lying down on the couch, as the three boys were in the beds, she quickly fell asleep.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not own Tolkien. I do not own anything. I am as poor as a church mouse. Well, you never about that. *Sees a church mouse with a 100 dollar bill.*
A/N: Finally yes, I know. I took forever for a short chapter. I went to Disney Land! (I don't own that either: P) so I got back a little bit ago but haven't had time to write much, or the inspiration. So forgive me and review! P.S. Will I get more reviews if I say, 'will only post when I get 20 reviews'?
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Chapter eight in which someone comes to the rescue.
*
Lily walked swiftly but not fast to the cabin she had been abandoned on. It was her favorite walk in the average-sized clearing where she lived.
Lily didn't know how many days she had been there, nor whether she would last through winter. However she did know that the day was Saturday.
The scenery was beautiful. As she walked, she took it all in.
Lily matched her background. Her red hair showed the changing to autumn, while her green eyes showed the growth. The clothes she wore were slightly ragged from days without cleaning. However, the stream by her cabin provided washing.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed an oddity by the willow tree. Lily had sworn she saw it move before, so this was no surprise. What was interesting was there were dark figures asleep by it.
Lily set down her wood and walked over to the tree. She saw three boys lying asleep. Two were asleep out of the tree's reach. The last one, startlingly, was nearly enclosed inside and from the tree. Running back to her pile, she grabbed an axe and brought it to the tree.
"Now listen up, tree," she declared with more confidence than she had. It seemed silly to talk to a tree. "You let that boy go or I'll chop you apart." The tree didn't seem to notice.
Ok, to desperate measures now. She lifted up the axe and whacked the tree beside the black-haired boy. A gash showed from her efforts.
"See? I am not kidding," she said again. The tree seemed to listen more this time. It started to pull back, and then stopped. This time there would more chance of hitting the kid.
But Lily swung and hit dead on where she wanted to. The tree recoiled from the touch. Now it knew she meant business.
However, the willow was stubborn and only pulled back to where she just couldn't get the boy out. Lily heaved up the axe and, one last time, whacked the tree. This time she hadn't been so lucky, and a small slash bled along his side.
Lily cursed, but proceeded to pull him out of the moving willow. Where the boy had been, the tree had meshed around. Shockingly, bark did not cover the area where it touched him. Instead, tree-veins proceeded up the tree, bare. But Lily only got to see that for a split second before the tree covered itself again.
After a quick shake of her head, she proceeded to drag the boy to her cabin. Then the next, a light-haired boy. And finally a dark haired boy. All three wore regular clothes, although the light-haired boy's clothes were quite worn out. The difference between the clothes she had at home in her dresser and theirs was holes. Holes and rips covered both jeans and shirts.
She realized they must have been wandering though the dark forest. Her grandparents had told her it was 'out of bounds' or 'forbidden,' so she stayed away from it. To a spike of trees in the clearing she went only for firewood. She supposed that she shouldn't have believed them-after all, they had abandoned her. But the forest hadn't seemed right and it had to be 'forbidden' for some reason. Mentally, she shrugged.
Lily found she was exhausted. Lying down on the couch, as the three boys were in the beds, she quickly fell asleep.