A?N here it is chapter 8 I hope you like it! BTW I just read a great story called Lost in the Abyss by ShadowChild

Lily spent her days in her bedroom with Benny. Aside from him, she didn't talk to anybody. Her father tried to talk to her on several occasions, but he was ignored. She knew he was trying to make it up to her, but it wasn't working.
She went over to Gwen's two days before Christmas. When she that there are she was welcomed by the mewing of about a million cats. The door opened to reveal a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Gwennie! Your friend is here." He called blasting Lily's eardrums.
"Okay, nerd bomber. I'll be right there."
A moment later, Gwen appeared, curls bouncing.
"Hi Lily! Why don't we go to my bedroom?"
Lily nodded and followed Gwen up a flight of stairs. Gwen opened the door and revealed a somewhat normal bedroom with blue walls and an eleqently carved mahogany dresser with five hundred scrathes. Her wand was set on the dresser in a wooden box.
"So… What is wrong?"
"He is marrying her! She stinks! She couldn't care for Benny if her life depended on it!"
Lily then started crying. Gwen hugged her for a while.
"Maybe it won't be so bad."
"Yes it will. She hates kids, and I'm surprised that she is even agreeing to this because Daddy expects her to care for Benny! All I know is that I have to stop this!"
"Lily, who is going to listen to you? I mean, no offence, but we are kids!!!"
Lily looked at her with shock in her eyes.
"Some friend you are!" She whispered astonished.
She opened her mouth to say more, but then it happened again. The pain was horrible, and she gasped.
"Lils?" Gwen asked timidly.
"Home." Lily croaked. "Please."
"Okay. Hang on." Gwen made no haste in running to the doorway. "Granny! We need floo powder here!"
She turned to Lily.
"You want me to go with you?" Lily shook her head.
"No. That's okay." Lily shook her head and then winced horribly. Gwen's Grandma appeared.
"Girls, is something wrong?"
"No Grandma, Lily just has to get home." Gwen said hurriedly.
"Okay then, thank you for coming."
"Th…thank you f… for having me." Lily said, trying to be polite. She then took the bag of floo powder. She walked out of the room as fast as she could.
It was all she could do to keep from passing out in the fire.
'Why is this happening again?'
She landed and lay there for a minute, trying to keep conscious and not throw up. She then pushed herself up. She headed down the hall, and to the bathroom. She dug through the cabinet, and there, thank god, was Tylenol. She gulped it down, and started to search for signs of life.
No one was in the study, so she went to the family room and lying on the couch was Melinda.
"Where's my family?"
"They went to take that little brat to the doctor. I think he is faking it."
"You dumbass! He is four! How could he fake an illness? Hmm?"
"Listen to me little lady. Don't talk like that to me! Soon enough I will be a governing body in this household, and you kiddies will never see your daddy again. Can you say Year Round School?"
The door opened at that moment, and Lily raced off.
'Bitch.'
She found her dad carying Benny up the stairs.
"Dad?"
"You're home early."
"Migraine I think."
She knew it wasn't. She had had those. But what was it then?
"You okay?"
"Uh huh. What's wrong with him?"
"Cold. Fever. The usual."
She nodded, followed them upstairs, and tended to her brother. His fever broke on Christmas Eve, and on Christmas he was well enough to go downstairs. Melinda had to go to her families on Christmas, and so it was only Lily and her family.
'Probably our last holiday without the Bitch.'
'Be nice.'
'Not possible.'
They listened to the kids exclaim over presents. She felt better too, probably the rest she was getting at that moment she was reading a fairy tale book that her dad got her.
Soon it was time to go back to Hogwarts. Lily was bored on the train. Gwen wasn't speaking to her, and the boys were off pranking Snape. She set her thoughts to that Peter Pettigrew. Ever since the first train ride he had tagged along with them, and it was quite annoying. The boys tolerated him, but she was suspicious.
Remus hadn't been on the train, and she was worried. Celeste said he had flu, and so she was writing him of the events of the holidays.
'To bad my dad doesn't know your mom. They'd love each other. Hope you are back soon.Lily.'