Chapter 3:
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The four teens walked towards the Reverend Parris's house. Meeting his manservant, John Indian, Harry asked, "Sir, may we come in? We would like to see, er,"
Ginny gave him a sharp poke and hissed, "Tituba."
"Right," Harry said. "Tituba."
John Indian gave them a curious look, but upon looking at
the shivering teens, unused to the cold, smiled, and said, "Come on in. You want to see Tituba? She's just in there. You don't seem to be from around these
parts. New here?"
They all looked to Lily, who stammered, "Yes, we, er, just came over from
England."
"Will you be staying for long?" he asked.
The four seemed to have a silent conference with their
eyes. After what seemed like an
eternity, James whispered, "Lily how long did you say this was?"
She whispered in an accusing tone, "Over by about July, I'd say."
James straightened and then to John said, "No longer than July." Both he and Harry seemed slightly surprised at this, while Lily, determined, and Ginny, confused.
"Well, I daresay I've kept you long enough. I must assume that you've heard from some of
the girls in town that Tituba tells fortunes.
Is that your reason for coming?"
Lily immediately answered, "Yes," and Harry and James looked slightly put
out.
After giving then another confused look, John let them in and called, "Tituba, there are some young people her to see you!"
"Send them in."
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Tituba gave to four teens a warm smile. "Hello.
And you are?"
Ginny answered for them with, "This is Harry, James, and Lily, and I'm Ginny."
Tituba looked at Harry for a moment, then at Lily. "What lovely green eyes. Are you two related?"
Neither answered the question, and Lily looked mildly confused, and Harry
looked sad.
"Never mind that now. I am assuming you want your fortunes told. Who wants to go first?"
Harry immediately volunteered, and whispered to Ginny something along the lines of "see if she's any better than the old bat." HE stuck out his palm, and Tituba gently traced her finger along it.
"You poor thing.
Your life line looks very short.
I would not say that you have not much longer to live."
At this Harry starting cracking up, and had to be excused to calm himself
down. When he returned, Tituba turned
to Ginny and traced her palm. "Ah dear,
it seems you have a great dislike of snakes.
And you will marry someone of tremendous power."
Ginny nodded at the snakes, but at who she would marry, she turned to Harry and slowly said, "That leaves what, two people. And it can't be one, so…" she trailed off, looking a bit sheepish.
Harry grinned and said, "I think Dumbledore's a bit too old for you." She whacked him and said "I'll tell you later."
Tituba grabbed Lily's hand. "My dear, you are in love!" At this, both Lily and James looked shocked. "With whom?" they said at the same time.
"I can't be in love!" Lily squeaked.
"I'm the one in love!" James yelled. Tituba looked confused, and Harry and Ginny were laughing their heads off. Once again, Harry had to be excused to get a grip on himself. Seeing the utter confusion on Tituba's face, Lily hastily said, "We'd better get going. Thank you so very much for your time."
As they were leaving, they ran into the Reverend Parris, who was just getting home.
The man dressed in black did not attempt to mask his
surprise at seeing four strangers emerge from his house. With raised eyebrows he said, "I'm Reverend
Parris. And you are?"
This time James answered for the group.
The Reverend asked, "And where do you folk live?"
Lily quickly said, "We're just, we, uh, we just got back from Boston. My dear James has some business to take care of here, and we were hoping to move to the village. We don't know anyone here, but since you are the Reverend of this lovely town, we wanted to come see you, seeing as you would probably know if anyone in these parts was trying to get a small parcel of land off of their hands."
With eyebrows still cocked, the Reverend said, "Then why are you leaving if you came to see me?"
"Your man servant said you weren't here, so we waited for a bit, hoping you would come back. We were just about to go, but since you're here, if you're not to busy, would you mind helping us? It shouldn't take too long."
The Reverend believed their feeble excuse, and said with the smallest hint of a smile that was nearly invisible, "It's no trouble at all. Just give me a few minutes to get out of my traveling cloak, and I'll be right with you. Just sit here in the parlor for a little bit, please."
The four easily obliged, and after Reverend Parris left the room, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"That was too close.
A/N: To all of my readers, here is the third chapter. I'm sorry it took me forever, but with school and everything, it was just a bit much. IF for some reason I have an incredible burst of strength, I'll put the next chapter up today, but more likely it'll be by Friday. I will write a lot over Christmas, but I won't have a constant computer, so it might be, at most a week after Christmas before the next few chapters are up. And as much as I hate to be asking this, a few suggestions might not hurt my progress a little bit, though I can't guarantee that they'll be used.
