Thank you: Imogenhm
Chapter
2
On the darkened streets of Godrics hollow, Edger and Etienne strolled. it was a very un-peacful night; almost ever other houses ocupents seemed to be having a royal party, And even the crickets were chirping with none-stop enthousiasm so great, that it was now becoming a small habit for Edger and Etienne to reach up every now and then and absentmindedly rub there ears.
"It is loud out here!" Etienne exclaimed with surprise. "If these crickets get any louder I sware they'll kill themselves!" Edger nodded angrily, and rubbed his ears.
They both turned a corner into a street called Godrics hollow, The situations didn't improve much, Edger and Etienne soon found out in dismay, that the crickets were even louder on this street.
Edger and Etienne gathered up there feet, and ran. They passed house number one, then two, and then three. There was something strange in the distance: where there should have been a house, there was only an empty gap, there was a floor from the look of it, a pitch-black floor.
Etienne stopped as they ran passed it, And Edger, noticing her absence, stopped as well. "What is it, Etienne?" he called through the noise, there was no response. "Etienne?" he called once more. No response.
He could just barely see here slim figure through the dimness. She appeared to be very interested in something. "Etienne, C' Mon, we've got to get away from this racket! What' r you looking at Etienne? We've got to go!" Edger glanced down at where Etienne was looking, and stared: The thing that had looked like a black floor, was not a floor at all, it was a house, a burnt house. The only remnents of the furniture, were on the contarary barely there at all:
Half of a now black stool was still there, And a tipped over cradle had it's legs missing. It was a very sad sight to see.
Suddenly, the crickets quieted, exept for one, who had forgoten to be quiet. A small noise echoed out of the rubble, a whining noise, A baby noise. Through the blackened heeps of rubble the cradle suddenly moved. The noise echoed out again, more audible this time.
"Edger!" Etienne shrieked. "There's a baby in there!" and without further ado she ran over to the cradle, and turned it over: a small lump of moving blankets told her she was right. She anxiously reached out her arms, and picked it up.
A tiny face peered out from the mass of blankets out at her, It's hair, from the look of it was red, and its eyes were a pretty hazel color.
Etienne turned anxiously from the baby, to Edger, to the ground. There was a small oval door plaque, and in fancy engraved letters, was inscribed a name:
Lily
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Well, once again, how'd you like it? I
P.S.
like i said on my other story, my spellchecker just wen't out of order. :(