"Is sliding it down the stairs really necessary, dear?" her mother asked,
watching the trunk, a half full cup of coffee in her hands. She backed into
the kitchen as the trunk slid into her way.
"Yes mum. Its much to heavy for me to carry."
"Well, come on then. Hurry up. If you miss the train its your fault." As Lily was dragging her trunk to the door the phone rang. Her mother sighed, set her coffee down and picked up the receiver.
Five minutes later Mrs. Evans was still on the phone but not with her company, but with James' mother.
"Good morning Julie. This is Marian......yes Lily's good.....Petunia too. Yes. I was hoping you haven't left yet. See, I just got off the phone with my company. It was an urgent business call and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind taking Lily with you to the station......oh thank you...ok..shes on her way over now. Thanks again Julie.....uh huh...buh bye." She hung up the phone and turned to Lily, who was sitting on her trunk next to the door.
"Oh Lily, don't give me that look." Lily had been staring at her mother with pleading eyes." Its an important meeting. I have to attend. Right now."
"I know but....Mrs. Potter? JAMES?!"
"Lily, James doesn't bite."
"Wanna bet?" she mumbled.
"Well, I have to go and so do you. You have an excellent time at school and write a few times a week. Oh yes...behave." She kissed Lily good bye and hurried out the door. Lily stood there a few seconds thinking that she'll never forgive her mother for putting her through this torture. Making her ride with James was the worst thing possible, in Lily's eyes. She groaned, grabbed her trunk handle and opened the door.
When she stepped out of the door frame, she ran into someone. She staggered backwards.
"Oh. Its you."
"Good morning to you too," James said. She rolled her eyes and shut the door." Hurry up. We're leaving in about a minute."
"Ok, let me just lift my light as a feather trunk first," she said sarcastically. James muttered something that sounded oddly like Girls and lifted her trunk, setting it on his shoulder. He stood there, waiting for her to go ahead of him, but she just gaped at him.
"This isn't the lightest thing in the world you know," he said coolly
"Well, you sure make it seem like it is," she said in the same tone and walked past him. James didn't know weather to take that as a compliment or an insult
"Yes mum. Its much to heavy for me to carry."
"Well, come on then. Hurry up. If you miss the train its your fault." As Lily was dragging her trunk to the door the phone rang. Her mother sighed, set her coffee down and picked up the receiver.
Five minutes later Mrs. Evans was still on the phone but not with her company, but with James' mother.
"Good morning Julie. This is Marian......yes Lily's good.....Petunia too. Yes. I was hoping you haven't left yet. See, I just got off the phone with my company. It was an urgent business call and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind taking Lily with you to the station......oh thank you...ok..shes on her way over now. Thanks again Julie.....uh huh...buh bye." She hung up the phone and turned to Lily, who was sitting on her trunk next to the door.
"Oh Lily, don't give me that look." Lily had been staring at her mother with pleading eyes." Its an important meeting. I have to attend. Right now."
"I know but....Mrs. Potter? JAMES?!"
"Lily, James doesn't bite."
"Wanna bet?" she mumbled.
"Well, I have to go and so do you. You have an excellent time at school and write a few times a week. Oh yes...behave." She kissed Lily good bye and hurried out the door. Lily stood there a few seconds thinking that she'll never forgive her mother for putting her through this torture. Making her ride with James was the worst thing possible, in Lily's eyes. She groaned, grabbed her trunk handle and opened the door.
When she stepped out of the door frame, she ran into someone. She staggered backwards.
"Oh. Its you."
"Good morning to you too," James said. She rolled her eyes and shut the door." Hurry up. We're leaving in about a minute."
"Ok, let me just lift my light as a feather trunk first," she said sarcastically. James muttered something that sounded oddly like Girls and lifted her trunk, setting it on his shoulder. He stood there, waiting for her to go ahead of him, but she just gaped at him.
"This isn't the lightest thing in the world you know," he said coolly
"Well, you sure make it seem like it is," she said in the same tone and walked past him. James didn't know weather to take that as a compliment or an insult