© Ariana Veelagrace and Clara Maplewood, year 2000-2001
A/N: I'm TERRIBLY sorry for the delay! A rather...extended vacation was
taken by both Clara and myself, but don't worry, no more are planned for
awhile. :o) With a lack of nothing
better to say, shall we roll on?
Lily
Chapter 51
After the expected tumble to the floor, Lily's first impression was that they
had re-entered the mirrored passageway. However, a closer look revealed that
this place was much darker and smaller, but every bit as covered in mirrors.
The hardwood floor was littered with hand mirrors and old newspaper clippings.
Lily craned her neck to read some of the headlines.
"MIFFLEBEY'S SHOP BURNED TO THE
GROUND BY ANTI-MUGGLE ACTIVISTS!"
"LOCAL STORE OWNER DISAPPEARS FROM PUBLIC EYE!"
And
then, a shred of an obituary: "A
beloved wife and mother, Mrs. Mifflebey passed away
shortly after her husband's disappearance, both events having occurred under
mysterious circumstances." The picture showed a thin woman with tawny
hair and a big smile.
"Creepy." Lily was drawn out of her reverie by Sirius's voice.
"This place gives me more heebie-jeebies than that old witch with the
broomstick. Hey, look at that!" He jogged over to an old desk pushed
against the far wall of the room. One of its legs had fallen off and in its
place was a thin spell book. Sirius sat down in the swivel chair and started
examining the top of the desk.
"Sirius! Stop, that could be someone's private
stuff!"
"Oh, come on, I'm not going to take anything...too big." He produced
a bobby pin from one of his pockets, unlocked the main door, and started going
through it. "Look at all this stuff! I'll bet even McGonagall doesn't have
this many spell books in one drawer!"
She hesitated, then hurried to look over Sirius's
shoulder. "What kind of spell books are these?" Branded on the cover
of each was a shiny green symbol...the Dark Mark! Lily went white. "Close
the drawer and lock it!"
"What, is somebody coming?"
"No, just trust me! It's Dark magic! We're in a Death Eater's house!"
"Oh, boy." Sirius dropped the book he had been leafing through and
slammed the drawer, wiggling the bobby pin in the lock until it clicked.
"We'd better get out of here. We can't even fight back if he-"
"Or she," Lily corrected.
"Whatever. If he or she tries something on us. At
least, you can't. I could transform, right?"
She grabbed his arm and started pulling him towards one of the mirrors.
"Let's stop talking and get going!"
"Okay."
Suddenly, she heard something. "Wait!"
"What?"
"Shh! I think someone's coming!"
"Then let's go!"
"No, wait!" She lowered her voice until it was just barely a whisper.
"If you transform, we can take whoever it is by surprise! We could capture
them!"
Sirius was quiet for a second, then started to smile.
"You're joking, aren't you?"
"No! We could really do this!"
"You've lost your marbles! I'm talking to a crazy person! A lunatic!"
"Stop it!"
"You have GOT to be one banana short of a bunch if you think I'm going to
take a flying leap at a full-grown, you-know-who-following, spellbook-collecting
Death Eater!"
"Shut up! They'll hear you!"
"I'm leaving. I don't know if you're coming with me, but I'm getting my tushie out of here." He tapped the mirror once, then a voice was heard saying a short, unintelligible spell.
A ball of white light exploded from the center of the room and made all the
mirrors swim with mist.
The same voice yelled "Expelliarmus!"
Lily turned around and gasped as hers and Sirius's wands flew out of their back
pockets. She recognized the man who caught them as having been at the Three
Broomsticks that night in Hogsmeade,
but it was not who she had expected.
Instead of the grey-eyed, hawk-nosed recluse who had been muttering darkly to
himself, it was the one Remus had pointed out as giving him a "bad
feeling." There was only one difference from the first time she had seen
him to now: this time, his kind hazel eyes had receded into an icy green,
narrowed to slits with intense anger.
"You don't know me," he breathed. "You don't know me, Lily
Evans. But I know you." Lily flattened herself against the mirror behind
her as he advanced on her, pointing threateningly with his wand. "You, who
are finally at my mercy, are the little wretch who ruined my life the instant
you decided to be born. And I know something else. Before I'm through with you,
you'll pay most dearly. Death will come as a mercy."
Sirius made a furious movement forward, but the man met him in the middle with
a wand at his throat. "Ah-ah-ah. It's her I want, but I have no qualms with killing
you first."
