It's About Life
Disclaimer: Habeo nihil. Ut non dices facere ego. It's supposed to say "I have nothing. So don't say that I do." But I don't have the highest grade in Latin II so it could be really off. In fact it probably is really off. Anyway, I don't own anything but my summaries. Hugs her summaries Mine!
Character Pairings: Lily/James, Lily/OC, James/OC, Sirius/OC, Remus/OC, Luke/OC, and many more!
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Rating: PG- 13 for language and sexual situations and insinuations.
Summary: Because of the life Lily was born into, she had to grow up. She had to deal with things most people would never have to deal with in their lifetime. She had to become an adult far before her time. Now, when she's finally built a new existence for herself her present life and her past will collide, and in doing so, will open up a closet full of skeletons. Skeletons that were meant to stay secret.
Reviews: All reviews are welcome and wanted, including flamers. Constructive criticisms, as well as ideas, questions and comments are most needed. Anyone who has an idea for the characters, just say so in your review and I will get back to you about the story. I must warn you now however, that there will be very random moments in this story, loads of songs, and loads of hyperness induced by sugar. You have been forewarned.
Random Quote(s) of the Moment:
"Computers are useless. They only give you answers."
-Pablo Picasso
"People only see what they are prepared to see."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Chapter Three: Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun
The next day Lily got up and changed. As she made her way down to breakfast she noticed that people were being … odd. The servants were talking to each other in hushed whispers and when they saw her they pretended they were doing nothing at all, which was much different than their usual relaxed selves that they were. When Lily said hello to one of the maids she replied in a voice that was about 10 octaves higher than normal. She asked another servant what was wrong and was rewarded by a firm lecture on not making people jump 10 feet in the air until the lecturer seemed to think better of it. 'How odd,' she thought to herself. 'They're like jack rabbits only jumpier.' She continued thinking about it all the way till breakfast.
She walked into the dinning room to see her mother and father talking in whispers and her sister sobbing. She stood there for a few moments until she realized that they had no clue she was there. Well, that was nothing new. Her parents had both been blessed to grow up in extremely well off families, (and in Lily's mother's case 'well off' didn't even begin to cover it), and were quite used to others constantly around them, like servants, and had grown accustomed to carrying on conversations with others in the room and pretending that they were not there. Which is not to say they were rude, they simply did not know any other way of life.
She looked around at the huge and very richly decorated room. She remembered how her father had come with them to pick out the furniture when she was shaken out of her revere by another wail from her sister. Trying to decide whom to talk to first, her parents, who had yet to register her presence, or her sister, who was quite obviously distraught, she heard another sob from her sister.
Lily loved her sister dearly, but sometimes she could be quite melodramatic. She would complain if Lily turned her stereo on too loud, if there was a hint of lemon in her orange sherbet, if Lily even looked at her funny. Lily's relationship with Petunia had always been complicated by the fact that their grandmother made it well known that she intended to pass Petunia over in favor of Lily or her brother as her heir. However, despite these difficulties, she and Petunia did love each other. They just showed that love sparingly, all the while teasing each other and taking the mickey out of one another, something her brother found quite hilarious. Needless to say, their parents were not amused. She decided to try her sister first. That would be more fun.
"Petunia what's wrong?" she looked down at a tall thin blonde. The girl slightly reminded one of a horse. Lily, being the loving and caring sister she was, however would never remark upon this, knowing her sister's sensitivity to any statement regarding her looks. She had learned at an extremely young age how Petunia reacted to such comments and remembered them well - she had the scar from a flying flower vase to prove it.
"It's it's th- the ennnnnnnd off thhhhhheee wo-wor-wol-world!" she stuttered between sobs. Her make up was streaked and her eyes were puffy from crying. It appeared as if she had been upset for quite some time. In the back of her mind Lily resentfully noted that neither of her parents seemed to have noticed their eldest child's distress. Focusing on trying to mitigate Petunia's tears -
"Not again!" Lily and another voice from behind her said. Lily turned and smiled upon seeing someone that she never would have expected to see up this early in the morning voluntarily.
"Well look who's up bright and early this morning," said Lily.
Author's Note: Should I tell you and spoil it? Nah I won't but let me say you'll never guess who it is. I just made it a very different story. Please review. Go on! Click that little button! Please? I'll give you a cookie…
This was taken from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season Four, "Doomed"
Oh and to anyone who doesn't like Riley or Season 4 u suck! A ton!
Kelpie
