Author's Note: Hey, it's me again. Two Chapters in one night, aren't you
proud? Well here are my thanks yous again:
SleepieCareBear- I'm glad you like the hippie thing, I changed it last minute. There might be another chapter out tonight just because I feel like it. so I hope you like it!
ElfFlame: Thank you even though I am slightly confused as what you mean by characterizations, but that's okay, I just used my handy-dandy thesaurus.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Okay, I own a little bit but yeah, please don't steal it, I would be very sad and I would cry. J.K. gets credit for Harry Potter. sadly I wasn't the one who came up with it and is now raking in piles of money. Oh well. I will one day write something and it will be good. I hope. So on with the story!
So, here's the next chapter! I hope you like it. Its kind hinting at things and future conflicts, but yeah. I hope you like it! ~Frankie~
Chapter Seven: Getting a Job
Back in London Lily was wandering around the streets looking for places that were hiring. She wasn't having much luck and she was beginning to get frustrated. She sat down on a bench in front of a shop to come up with other ideas for ways to get a job. She was about to get up and buy a newspaper when a rude man with white blonde hair and well-to-do looking clothing threw a paper at her feet and said, "Get a job silly girl," and walked off laughing as if to some private joke.
Lily was about to make some smart aleck comment in return when she suddenly just didn't feel like it anymore and decided to pick up the paper and have a look. It was a classifieds section of a paper Lily had never seen before. She was about to throw it away when one ad in particular caught her eye. It read:
Maid/Caretaker Wanted
Minimal Experience Necessary
Please Inquire At:
57 Portrait Drive
Godric's Hollow
Essex
Ask for J. Potter
Lily decided that after the past two and a half years or so of doing all the chores at Petunia's that she had some qualification in the area and made her way to Godric's Hollow. She arrived at about one that afternoon and knocked on the door of a beautiful white house and waited. An older woman opened the door, "Can I help you?" she asked kindly.
"I found an ad in the paper saying that there was a caretaking position open at this address. Is it still available?" Lily asked nicely, she'd stopped on the way and changed into the yellow flowered skirt and dark blue t-shirt that she'd worn to meet Dumbledore the previous day.
"Yes, actually you are the first person to stop by about the job. Please come inside," the woman said and introduced herself. "My name is Leslie Felsham. I'm Mr. Potter's secretary," she explained leading Lily through the house which appeared even larger inside then it did outside.
"May I ask where Mr. Potter is?" Lily asked quietly.
"He's on a business trip. He will be back by tomorrow morning at the latest," Leslie said and led Lily into a small parlor, "What's your name?" Leslie asked after offering tea and inviting Lily to sit down.
"Lily Evans, ma'am," Lily said quietly.
"Please call me Leslie, Mr. Potter isn't an extremely formal employer, he allows us to go by our first names," Leslie said and smiled sensing Lily's nervousness.
"Okay. Leslie," Lily said softly.
"What's your experience with cooking, cleaning and doing laundry?" Leslie asked her hand poised to write in a notebook with a feather pen, *cough* QUILL *cough*.
"Well, for the past two and half years or more I've been living with my sister and her husband. They made me responsible for cooking, cleaning, gardening and pretty much every other household chore you can think of," Lily replied and Leslie looked up questioningly.
"My parents died in a car accident when I was 15," Lily said and looked down at the floor slightly.
"Oh, okay. Are you 18?" Leslie asked fairly sure of the answer.
"In two months, but I graduated for school before I left my sisters'. This would actually be my first real job," Lily answered honestly.
"So you're still a minor and you're not emancipated?" she asked.
"No, but I couldn't live with my sister any longer. I was planning only on staying till I was out of school either way," Lily said hoping that she would get this job, as she was actually looking forward to it.
"May I ask why you didn't want to live with your sister any longer?" Leslie asked eyeing Lily questioningly.
"Irreconcilable differences," Lily said quietly.
"Okay and you haven't been imprisoned for any reason?" Leslie asked just in case this girl was some crazy looking for victims.
"No, I have a clean record," Lily said slightly surprised at the question.
"Okay then. You seem qualified enough so I'm willing to let you have a trial period but James is the one who would be the final authority on the matter. So, I'll show you around and leave you to it," Leslie said and stood up.
"You mean you're going to let me be here alone?" Lily asked quietly shocked.
"Why wouldn't I?" Leslie asked looking slightly confused.
"Never mind," Lily said and stood following Leslie on a tour of the house.
"This is where you'll be sleeping," Leslie said and pushed open a door at the end of the west hallway allowing Lily to enter first.
Lily's jaw dropped dramatically as she looked around the beautifully furnished room. There was a four poster bed in the center of the room that immediately caught her attention. It was polished mahogany with ebony inlays of flowers and ivy. The bedding was a deep dark green with about 10 fluffy decorative pillows in various hues of green with black embroidery and tassels. There were side tables with two drawers also in the same mahogany and ebony decoration. There was a gorgeous Tiffany lamp on each of the tables. The curtains hanging above the windows were a flimsy white lace under thick dark green curtains. The walls were white with mahogany paneling and a few well place portraits that looked very much like original Monet's hung on the walls. There was a large ebony desk off to one side of the room and a small sitting area with a dark green cushy sofa and two chairs with a coffee table in darkly finished oak with two standing lamps of Tiffany style. Across from the four poster was a beautiful bay window with a cushion covering the ledge as well as two pillows propped up against the wall.
"Is everything okay?" Leslie asked in a confused manner.
"No, everything is perfect. I've just have seen a room so wonderful that I could call my own," said Lily as she wiped away a stray tear from her eye.
"Okay then. I'll leave you to it. I have a little business to take care of and then the house is all yours until James returns," Leslie said and walked out of the room closing the door behind her.
Lily set down her bag near the door and walked over to the bed. She pressed her hand into the soft covers and felt the urge to climb in and sleep away the afternoon. She resisted and walked over to one of the other doors in the room. It led to a spacious bathroom through a large closet. The bathtub was large and done in green and white marble while the walls were white with vines and ivy detailed along the border of the room. Not wanting to break into hysterical tears she exited and walked to the other door which led to a staircase that was rather dimly lit. She walked down the stairs and came to the kitchen and decided to start working and familiarize herself with the ins and outs of Mr. James Potter's kitchen. She found mountains of food stocked up in the pantry and a closet full of cleaning supplies, none of which she recognized the names of.
Deciding to ready herself for her working she went back upstairs and grabbed her bag, taking her notebooks and journals and setting them on one corner of the desk; her red teddy bear went at the foot of the bed and her clothes were taken downstairs to the laundry and she washed them quickly before starting on the house.
Lily washed, mopped, waxed and dusted the bottom floor of the house completely before she realized that the clock was striking nine PM and that her stomach was growling angrily at her demanding food. She went to the kitchen and fixed herself a small salad and ate at a woodblock table in the kitchen before going to examine the other rooms in the house for signs of dust, dirt and wear.
She found a library full to bursting with various types of books and randomly picked out off the shelf. Finding it interesting and it was going on eleven o'clock she decided to shower and head to bed to sleep in her gorgeous room so that she could get up early and have breakfast prepared for Mr. James Potter in the morning. She changed into pajamas that she found in the closet, nice satin button up pajamas with comfortable lounging pants in a dark purple.*A/N: ha you thought everything would be green!* She went out and left the entry hall light and the upstairs hall light on for James incase he arrived before morning.
Author's Note: This chapter is fairly short I guess. And there isn't so much dialogue as my previous chapters mainly because I wanted you to get the feel for James house. Oh, note all the floors in the house are pretty much hardwood floors covered in throw rugs and carpets. I forgot to mention that. I hope you like it, please review! ~Frankie~
SleepieCareBear- I'm glad you like the hippie thing, I changed it last minute. There might be another chapter out tonight just because I feel like it. so I hope you like it!
ElfFlame: Thank you even though I am slightly confused as what you mean by characterizations, but that's okay, I just used my handy-dandy thesaurus.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Okay, I own a little bit but yeah, please don't steal it, I would be very sad and I would cry. J.K. gets credit for Harry Potter. sadly I wasn't the one who came up with it and is now raking in piles of money. Oh well. I will one day write something and it will be good. I hope. So on with the story!
So, here's the next chapter! I hope you like it. Its kind hinting at things and future conflicts, but yeah. I hope you like it! ~Frankie~
Chapter Seven: Getting a Job
Back in London Lily was wandering around the streets looking for places that were hiring. She wasn't having much luck and she was beginning to get frustrated. She sat down on a bench in front of a shop to come up with other ideas for ways to get a job. She was about to get up and buy a newspaper when a rude man with white blonde hair and well-to-do looking clothing threw a paper at her feet and said, "Get a job silly girl," and walked off laughing as if to some private joke.
Lily was about to make some smart aleck comment in return when she suddenly just didn't feel like it anymore and decided to pick up the paper and have a look. It was a classifieds section of a paper Lily had never seen before. She was about to throw it away when one ad in particular caught her eye. It read:
Maid/Caretaker Wanted
Minimal Experience Necessary
Please Inquire At:
57 Portrait Drive
Godric's Hollow
Essex
Ask for J. Potter
Lily decided that after the past two and a half years or so of doing all the chores at Petunia's that she had some qualification in the area and made her way to Godric's Hollow. She arrived at about one that afternoon and knocked on the door of a beautiful white house and waited. An older woman opened the door, "Can I help you?" she asked kindly.
"I found an ad in the paper saying that there was a caretaking position open at this address. Is it still available?" Lily asked nicely, she'd stopped on the way and changed into the yellow flowered skirt and dark blue t-shirt that she'd worn to meet Dumbledore the previous day.
"Yes, actually you are the first person to stop by about the job. Please come inside," the woman said and introduced herself. "My name is Leslie Felsham. I'm Mr. Potter's secretary," she explained leading Lily through the house which appeared even larger inside then it did outside.
"May I ask where Mr. Potter is?" Lily asked quietly.
"He's on a business trip. He will be back by tomorrow morning at the latest," Leslie said and led Lily into a small parlor, "What's your name?" Leslie asked after offering tea and inviting Lily to sit down.
"Lily Evans, ma'am," Lily said quietly.
"Please call me Leslie, Mr. Potter isn't an extremely formal employer, he allows us to go by our first names," Leslie said and smiled sensing Lily's nervousness.
"Okay. Leslie," Lily said softly.
"What's your experience with cooking, cleaning and doing laundry?" Leslie asked her hand poised to write in a notebook with a feather pen, *cough* QUILL *cough*.
"Well, for the past two and half years or more I've been living with my sister and her husband. They made me responsible for cooking, cleaning, gardening and pretty much every other household chore you can think of," Lily replied and Leslie looked up questioningly.
"My parents died in a car accident when I was 15," Lily said and looked down at the floor slightly.
"Oh, okay. Are you 18?" Leslie asked fairly sure of the answer.
"In two months, but I graduated for school before I left my sisters'. This would actually be my first real job," Lily answered honestly.
"So you're still a minor and you're not emancipated?" she asked.
"No, but I couldn't live with my sister any longer. I was planning only on staying till I was out of school either way," Lily said hoping that she would get this job, as she was actually looking forward to it.
"May I ask why you didn't want to live with your sister any longer?" Leslie asked eyeing Lily questioningly.
"Irreconcilable differences," Lily said quietly.
"Okay and you haven't been imprisoned for any reason?" Leslie asked just in case this girl was some crazy looking for victims.
"No, I have a clean record," Lily said slightly surprised at the question.
"Okay then. You seem qualified enough so I'm willing to let you have a trial period but James is the one who would be the final authority on the matter. So, I'll show you around and leave you to it," Leslie said and stood up.
"You mean you're going to let me be here alone?" Lily asked quietly shocked.
"Why wouldn't I?" Leslie asked looking slightly confused.
"Never mind," Lily said and stood following Leslie on a tour of the house.
"This is where you'll be sleeping," Leslie said and pushed open a door at the end of the west hallway allowing Lily to enter first.
Lily's jaw dropped dramatically as she looked around the beautifully furnished room. There was a four poster bed in the center of the room that immediately caught her attention. It was polished mahogany with ebony inlays of flowers and ivy. The bedding was a deep dark green with about 10 fluffy decorative pillows in various hues of green with black embroidery and tassels. There were side tables with two drawers also in the same mahogany and ebony decoration. There was a gorgeous Tiffany lamp on each of the tables. The curtains hanging above the windows were a flimsy white lace under thick dark green curtains. The walls were white with mahogany paneling and a few well place portraits that looked very much like original Monet's hung on the walls. There was a large ebony desk off to one side of the room and a small sitting area with a dark green cushy sofa and two chairs with a coffee table in darkly finished oak with two standing lamps of Tiffany style. Across from the four poster was a beautiful bay window with a cushion covering the ledge as well as two pillows propped up against the wall.
"Is everything okay?" Leslie asked in a confused manner.
"No, everything is perfect. I've just have seen a room so wonderful that I could call my own," said Lily as she wiped away a stray tear from her eye.
"Okay then. I'll leave you to it. I have a little business to take care of and then the house is all yours until James returns," Leslie said and walked out of the room closing the door behind her.
Lily set down her bag near the door and walked over to the bed. She pressed her hand into the soft covers and felt the urge to climb in and sleep away the afternoon. She resisted and walked over to one of the other doors in the room. It led to a spacious bathroom through a large closet. The bathtub was large and done in green and white marble while the walls were white with vines and ivy detailed along the border of the room. Not wanting to break into hysterical tears she exited and walked to the other door which led to a staircase that was rather dimly lit. She walked down the stairs and came to the kitchen and decided to start working and familiarize herself with the ins and outs of Mr. James Potter's kitchen. She found mountains of food stocked up in the pantry and a closet full of cleaning supplies, none of which she recognized the names of.
Deciding to ready herself for her working she went back upstairs and grabbed her bag, taking her notebooks and journals and setting them on one corner of the desk; her red teddy bear went at the foot of the bed and her clothes were taken downstairs to the laundry and she washed them quickly before starting on the house.
Lily washed, mopped, waxed and dusted the bottom floor of the house completely before she realized that the clock was striking nine PM and that her stomach was growling angrily at her demanding food. She went to the kitchen and fixed herself a small salad and ate at a woodblock table in the kitchen before going to examine the other rooms in the house for signs of dust, dirt and wear.
She found a library full to bursting with various types of books and randomly picked out off the shelf. Finding it interesting and it was going on eleven o'clock she decided to shower and head to bed to sleep in her gorgeous room so that she could get up early and have breakfast prepared for Mr. James Potter in the morning. She changed into pajamas that she found in the closet, nice satin button up pajamas with comfortable lounging pants in a dark purple.*A/N: ha you thought everything would be green!* She went out and left the entry hall light and the upstairs hall light on for James incase he arrived before morning.
Author's Note: This chapter is fairly short I guess. And there isn't so much dialogue as my previous chapters mainly because I wanted you to get the feel for James house. Oh, note all the floors in the house are pretty much hardwood floors covered in throw rugs and carpets. I forgot to mention that. I hope you like it, please review! ~Frankie~