Disclaimer: I said it last chapter. The chances of me saying it again are pretty much non-existent.
Bob: I think you –Me: don't start Bob. *tape magically appears over Bob's mouth* Bob: *glares evilly at Angl*
Me: *smiles innocently* Now I would like to reply to my reviewers. So here it is:
Lucille Monroe Lachance: First of all, thanks for the encouragement. Second of all, the idea isn't really mine. I was inspired by a fanfic I was reading. I can't remember the name though. So as long as you don't put Harry's kid in an orphanage I really can't complain too much.Temptress385: I'm glad you like it. What else can I say?!
Meeting the Chaperone
Finally, after what seemed like years, the day came. August 25. Exactly 1 week before September 1. Lily was up and dressed in shorts and a blue t-shirt before 7 o'clock in the morning. She and Ashley had done their best to explain the situation to Mrs. King, the woman who ran the orphanage, and after roughly an hour of explaining and another 15 minutes of waiting for her to regain consciousness, she said Lily could go if someone went shopping with her, "just in case". That someone would, of course, be Ashley.
So there they were. Sitting at the kitchen table, staring at their breakfast, to nervous to eat. By 8 o'clock, they had choked down some bacon and eggs that Mrs. King had practically forced down their throats. By 9 they were sitting in the front room. By 9:30 Ashley was pacing and Lily was tapping her foot. By 9:45 Mrs. King had told Ashley to stop pacing and she was forced to sit down and tap her foot with Lily. And at precisely 10 o'clock, there was a knock at the door. Both Lily and Ashley ran to get it, tripping on each other's feet before they got there, and fell over in a heap. Mrs. King got to the door first. The girls couldn't see who she was talking to at first because she was blocking the doorway. But they could hear their conversation.
"Hello, you must be Mrs. King," said a sweet female voice.
"Why, yes I am. Are you here for Lily?"
"Yes actually. My name is Sarah Jones. I've been assigned to bring her school shopping."
"Come on in Ms. Jones. I hope you don't mind, but I'd like one of the other girls to come along as well. Her cousin attended the… uh… school addressed in the letter."
"I don't mind at all. You can't be to safe." As the woman said this, she entered the building. She was a pretty woman. Regular height and build, with pretty hazel eyes and curly blonde hair. Her eyes immediately rested on Lily, and she said something that shocked everybody in the room. "You look just like your father."
Lily suddenly felt frozen. This woman knew her father! "Y-you knew my father?" she asked cautiously. "Well, no. I was at school with him. We never really talked much though. Such a shame what happened to him," she said the last part in a whisper. Lily swallowed the lump in her throat and asked a second question. "What happened to him?"
Ms. Jones suddenly looked as if she just realized she said that out loud. "I'm not sure I should be the one to tell you that sweetie." "What about my mother?" Lily countered. "I defiantly shouldn't be the one to tell you that."
A/N: Sorry it's so short. I felt that was a good place to end it. Please don't kill me! *cowers in fear*
