A/N: I am going to add what I had written up as the next chapter to this
chapter. I am not putting anymore disclaimers; you should be able to tell
what is mine and what isn't.
"Hey Lily," Mary said as I entered the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Hey," I replied quietly, trying not to think about my dads.
"You really miss him a lot, don't you?" Mary asked reading my expressions.
"Which 'him' are you asking about?" I replied, knowing she was only expecting some sort of grunt or mmmm.
"What do you mean 'which 'him'?" Mary questioned, "I know you had a bad dream last night, I heard you screaming and crying."
"1. I meant my dad or Jim, 2. I don't feel like talking about last night." I said not touching my food.
"Now I have three things. 1. Do you miss them both a lot today for some special reason? 2. Why not? And number 3. You have to eat Lily." Mary replied.
"1. yes, today was my dad's birthday, 2. I'm not ready to talk about so forget it, 3. I'm not hungry." I said getting a little bit annoyed. I know that Mary is just worried about me but I just don't feel like talking.
"Alright, alright, I give up. I'll be in the library when you're ready to talk." Mary replied and got up to leave with out eating her own breakfast.
Now about my dad, his name was Jack. He said he didn't have a favorite daughter but I know he had a better liking of me. I think a big part of that is because of when we were younger. If Petunia would do something bad she would always blame it on me, after a while our dad bought a lye detector.
*Flashback*
"See this, girls?" my dad asked.
"What is that, daddy?" I asked in my usual sweet little voice.
"Yeah, father, what is it?" Petunia asked rudely.
"Well, girls, this will tell me if you are lying or not." He said, showing us the lye detector.
*End Flashback*
Two days later Petunia wrote 'Lily is stupid' on the wall in red marker and then she made a line all the way down the hall way. When she got caught they didn't wait to find out if it was me, they (our parents) just took her up to the attic where the lye detector was. After what seemed like an eternity to me they came back and Petunia gave me a look that said 'you had better not squeal, you know what will happen if you do'. My dad took me up to the attic.
~Flashback~
"Have you ever written on the walls?" My dad asked after hooking me up to the detector.
Afraid of Petunia's wrath I said, "Yes,"
My dad frowned, "Did you write on the walls today?"
"Yes,"
His frown deepened as he watched the machine, "Are you afraid that Petunia will do something to you if you tell on her?"
Not even thinking I said, "Yes."
"What does she do?"
"Makes me watch the make-out scenes in Titanic,"
"Okay, you may leave."
~End Flashback~
Once we got back downstairs my dad said that Petunia was grounded and couldn't leave her room or go near a television for a month. But that month was cut short, within the next week I was taken and they died.
A/N: Isn't it sad!!!!!!
"Hey Lily," Mary said as I entered the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Hey," I replied quietly, trying not to think about my dads.
"You really miss him a lot, don't you?" Mary asked reading my expressions.
"Which 'him' are you asking about?" I replied, knowing she was only expecting some sort of grunt or mmmm.
"What do you mean 'which 'him'?" Mary questioned, "I know you had a bad dream last night, I heard you screaming and crying."
"1. I meant my dad or Jim, 2. I don't feel like talking about last night." I said not touching my food.
"Now I have three things. 1. Do you miss them both a lot today for some special reason? 2. Why not? And number 3. You have to eat Lily." Mary replied.
"1. yes, today was my dad's birthday, 2. I'm not ready to talk about so forget it, 3. I'm not hungry." I said getting a little bit annoyed. I know that Mary is just worried about me but I just don't feel like talking.
"Alright, alright, I give up. I'll be in the library when you're ready to talk." Mary replied and got up to leave with out eating her own breakfast.
Now about my dad, his name was Jack. He said he didn't have a favorite daughter but I know he had a better liking of me. I think a big part of that is because of when we were younger. If Petunia would do something bad she would always blame it on me, after a while our dad bought a lye detector.
*Flashback*
"See this, girls?" my dad asked.
"What is that, daddy?" I asked in my usual sweet little voice.
"Yeah, father, what is it?" Petunia asked rudely.
"Well, girls, this will tell me if you are lying or not." He said, showing us the lye detector.
*End Flashback*
Two days later Petunia wrote 'Lily is stupid' on the wall in red marker and then she made a line all the way down the hall way. When she got caught they didn't wait to find out if it was me, they (our parents) just took her up to the attic where the lye detector was. After what seemed like an eternity to me they came back and Petunia gave me a look that said 'you had better not squeal, you know what will happen if you do'. My dad took me up to the attic.
~Flashback~
"Have you ever written on the walls?" My dad asked after hooking me up to the detector.
Afraid of Petunia's wrath I said, "Yes,"
My dad frowned, "Did you write on the walls today?"
"Yes,"
His frown deepened as he watched the machine, "Are you afraid that Petunia will do something to you if you tell on her?"
Not even thinking I said, "Yes."
"What does she do?"
"Makes me watch the make-out scenes in Titanic,"
"Okay, you may leave."
~End Flashback~
Once we got back downstairs my dad said that Petunia was grounded and couldn't leave her room or go near a television for a month. But that month was cut short, within the next week I was taken and they died.
A/N: Isn't it sad!!!!!!