Green eyed Blues

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Chapter 3- Slipping already

The one thought as Lily was thrown over board was doom, disaster, destruction and many more destructive D words. She was drowning, dismally dying, discovering the desolate depths of her downfall.

Her entire world was filled with water, her nose full, eyes stinging and lungs choking. She had never learnt to swim and now she was paying for it, kicking and reaching for all she was worth but not moving. At least in the right direction. She was sinking and the world was growing bleaker, or was that just her vision. Her body was growing less aware, as though it no longer cared for the life that it was living. It stopped kicking and began to enjoy the sinking feeling as the cumbersome robes floated ungracefully downwards, late for a meeting with the seaweed. But the mind, the brain, the entire nerve centre was still screaming, still fighting and goddamit was it not going to give up. So what if the eyes were blackening, it was because they were sinking into darker water, not because the lack of air was strangling them. And as for the heartbeat so slow and so loud in her ears that she thought it would deafen her, it was because of the adrenalin, previously pumping through her but now, subsided and weak. And this odd feeling of vibration passing through her was merely the shock, not everything shutting down, packing up, going home or however you want to put it. It was just the shock. And it was shock that was causing her thoughts to sound so far away and scared, and the shock was the one making her relax into the icy waters great iron grip and lay her head down on the pillow of bubbles.

She was flying now. She was sleepy, dazed and confused but blissfully happy and unaware of the great bustle. She stepped off her large flying bubble onto cool tiles. She was unsteady and everything seemed to be shorter then she remembered. So she looked down at herself and saw a tiny chubby body. A toddler's body, in a cute swimming costume of orange and white stripes with tiny fish shaped red sequins. She was standing on square tiles, covered white but with large patterns of water, bubbles and marine life. She looked at one particular one. It was a fish but it looked like it was wearing make-up. He chubby forehead creased and she felt the frown. She was confused. Silly fish. Only mummies wore make-up, her mummy had said so. She looked to mummy for confirmation, but she was too busy talking to a strange women. Well, she would have to deal with it herself. She pulled herself up only to stumble back down. After a quick wobble she decided crawling was easier. So she crawled purposefully towards the fish and rubbed at its face with her hand. But it didn't work so she began to look around for something to help. Then she spotted it. A huge pond!! It was like the one in her garden only much larger, and this one had people in not fish. Either way she stretched her hand down and couldn't reach the water still. Only one thing for it. Lying on her stomach she reached as far as her arm would allow and moved further forward. Finally she did it.

She tried to grab at the water, but it kept escaping. She reached her other arm down and tried to cup it in her hands. But then she felt another push only; she wasn't doing it herself this time. Turning around to see if it was her mum, she began to fall into the water. But she wasn't that scared; she didn't have time to be because her head entered the water first, quickly followed by her body. But it wasn't so bad. In fact it was rather fun. She could see everyone's legs. But soon she wanted to breath so she opened her mouth and only got water in it. It didn't even taste of normal water. It tasted yucky. In fact she wanted to get out now, but she couldn't. She was stuck and she didn't know how to get out. Then she heard someone call her name, and she was pulled out of the water by her arm. It was her mummy! But she looked angry. And now she was shouting. This wasn't fair; she had been trying to clean the fish's face, because she didn't want him to get in trouble for playing with make-up. Then she had fallen into the icky water and couldn't get out and now her mummy was yelling. She started to cry. Not fair, not fair, not fair.

Then she felt a pulling on her arm. She felt water dribbling out form her nose and her mouth. Her hair was clinging to her neck, uncomfortably cold and clammy. Her ears roared with wind and her body was moving without consent.

"Lily? Come on now Lily flower. Wake up." She opened her eyes to see she was lying on the bank of the lake, many of the other first years standing and looking at her, with round terrified eyes and parted, wind-chapped mouths. Kneeling down was James and standing behind him was a giant. Her stomach contracted with fear at the mere sight of the man and, coupled with the huge amount of water in her system, she rolled over and threw up on the lantern lit yellow sands. Many people stepped back, not so interested not that it was getting gory. But the giant came nearer.

"How yer feelin'?" He questioned in a gravely, deep voice which made Lily realize she had nothing to fear. It was the type of voice that calmed everyone, even in the bleakest of situations. She looked over at herself. She had numerous cuts and scratches and was soaked to the bone. Her robes were dirty, her hair was in her eyes and she stank of vomit.

"I'm fine." She smiled looking up at the kindly black eyes. And she did feel much better....slightly disorientated but not too bad.

"What happened?" Whispered one of the first years. Lily glanced at James, who looked at the giant guiltily, his face pale, and also being soaked.

"It was my fault Hagrid. Lily looked scared so I went to comfort her and fell over the edge. So when I was climbing back in, the boat rocked quite violently and Lily slipped over the edge. When she come up I went to look for her in the water and got her back on the boat." He looked at Lily who was standing up slowly.

"Thanks James." She muttered embarrassed. He grinned at her, a pink flush slightly covering her nose and cheeks. Lily shivered too, suddenly aware of how cold it was.

"Shouldn't we be going to the school now?" She said timidly, not really wanting to face the prospects of what was inside. Nodding Hagrid started walking towards the large castle. Not having had time to appreciate the view before, Lily now stopped and stared in astonishment at the magnificent fairytale castle, looking so perfect that Lily wondered how no one knew it was there. The stone looked smooth and there were turrets and towers coming out in perfect ease. The decorations were of gargoyles sitting atop mounds of leases carved into the leaves and there were small magical creatures carved in into the rocks cemented into the wall. But this mystical building would have to wait as James pressed an impatient hand into her shoulder.

"Lilykins move already! I'm hungry!" He whined, sounding more pathetic then a puppy without a bone and looking similar. She rolled her eyes and began trudging toward the castle.

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