Chapter 13:

Lucius Malfoy pushed Narcissa Grey, a Slytherin seventh year, off him and watched Lily sprint crying into the Forbidden Forest.

"Narcissa. go to the Common Room. I will be late for lunch, don't bother waiting." He waited for her to leave.

"But Luu-cius!" She whined, making her even more annoying. Her raven hair swung in her face, and her nose was constantly in the air.

"GO!" Malfoy became angry, and she complied.

Lily walked on a path, that she had made through years of wanting to be alone. Lily sighed as she reached a small clearing, filled with flowers she had planted in her third year. She threw herself onto the ground, and cried openly. Hearing the leaves rustle she sat up and dried her eyes. She saw the beautiful section of lilies, across from the roses. The long yellow, pink and white petals were graceful are simply stunning.

"I hate lilies. I HATE LILIES!' Her voice echoed through the forest. And Malfoy's pace quickened as he became more worried.

"Lilies are too kill. Lilies are too easy to break. Lilies are weak!' She uprooted several and ripped them apart, petal-by-petal. Malfoy stood several feet away, watching her. She threw herself backwards and landed in the roses.

"Oww!' She sobbed, untangling her hair and robes from the bush. She picked a rose, and tried to pull it apart too. But the thorns cut her hands and soon she was bleeding. The rose dropped onto and she watched the blood gracefully fall on top of it. It stung, but she thought of the muggle song. Lily laughed, first a whisper then it louder.

"And you bleed just to know you're ALIVE!" She sang loudly.

"And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand." Lucius said automatically

"Malfoy! I mean Lucius. what? Why are you here?" Lily stood up and the rose dropped onto the ground.

"Its beautiful here, did you plant these?" Lucius smiled.

"Yes," she replied unsurely, "how long have you been watching me?"

"Long enough, it's about to rain." He pointed upward, and she saw the dark clouds forming above them. "You should go inside and eat lunch."

"No." She said spitefully, "I love the rain."

"But you don't love Lupin?" he muttered, so she couldn't hear what he said.

On that note the heavens broke loose. Rain whipped down from the sky, so cold they were like little needles stabbing into them, even through their robes. The whole sky lit up from the beautiful lightening, and the trees shook from the high winds. The whole time they watched, intruders in nature's spectacle. Smaller branches quickly fell from the trees and soon the rose was wet and smashed, even the sharp thorns were useless.

"My. My rose." Lily stammered while Lucius dragged her out of the Forest.

"Oh my god!" Lily started to cry as she saw the Weeping Willow that she and Lupin always sat under get struck by lightening.

"Lily?' She had fainted. "Come on Lily!" He produced a stretcher and laid her in it. "Lily? Wake up, we are almost there." Her eyes fluttered opened, they were at the Fat Lady's Portrait.