Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Nor anything else you may recognize. The great J.K. Rowling does! Plus, if I did, would I really be sitting here in this tiny little house instead of a nice big mansion?
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Silver Linings
:Chapter Two:
Have you ever noticed that when you want something, really, really bad, time seems to stand still as you wait for it to come? I mean, since when has it taken so long for my family to leave the house? Usually, they're always late for everything.
I really, really want to leave for the train station. The sooner we leave, the faster we get there, right? You have never lived at my house. You have no idea how much I hate it here. You have no idea how much I want to get out of here, and get back to Hogwarts, back to my friends and studies. Back to my LIFE! Because there is no life at this place.
For the past couple of hours, I've been thumbing through my History of Magic book. It truly is a fascinating subject, but the book is an incredible Bore.
With a capital B.
I tossed the dreadful, droll, dull, doltish, dumb (and every other D word I can think of) book back into my trunk, where it belonged. I was now ready to leave for Hogwarts. But sadly, I don't think my parents are.
You see, I had been ready for quite some time. It just hadn't been the right time to leave. I looked up at the clock on my wall again for about the twentieth time. There was only thirty minutes left until we left! Maybe I could somehow force my parents to leave now! I could tell them there's an accident, and traffic is backed up, so we should better get out of here! I could threaten to jinx them; I was legally qualified to perform Magic now. It's too bad my parents never got around to driving me to the Ministry of Magic headquarters to get my Apparation license. Then I wouldn't have had to make them drive me. I could have popped out of nowhere on my own.
I got up off my bed and made my way downstairs, where my parents were. I still have no idea who's going to take me. Maybe I'll make them both take me. We really need some family bondage, if you know what I mean.
My mom was sitting at her desk in the corner of the living room, writing something. It's probably a letter to her mom, my grandmother. She does that a lot lately, write to her I mean. She's all dressed up in her red jacket and pink skirt. When I said she was just a homemaker, I was lying. She also sells make-up on the side. She was totally made up in the stuff today, and her red hair looked silky, and very pretty. My mom may not be my favorite person in the world for all the time she ignores me, but at least she was trying to look nice for me, for our trip to King's Cross. I could tell she was the one that was going to take me, as my dad was currently loafing on the coach, watching soccer.
"Are you ready to go Mom?" I asked hopefully.
She jumped a little, surprised. "Of course Honey! We can go now." She said standing up and turning to me. She looked a bit flustered now that I got a good view of her, but still quite pretty. She cautiously looked at my father, who didn't notice, because he was too busy cheering on Denmark, who had just scored against Switzerland. I guess he no longer cared who took me to London.
My mother picked up her letter and placed it into an envelope, licking it sealed and placing a stamp on it quickly. She hadn't labeled who it was going to yet.
She smiled at me as she placed it in her purse. "Okay Hun, say bye to your Dad and Petunia and we're gone!" She said enthusiastically. Did I have to?
She was looking at me expectantly. Okay, if you insist.
I climbed the stairs one again to find Petunia in her room. She was chatting on the phone, probably to her best friend Yvonne.
"Um, Petunia, I just came to say bye, I'm leaving for school..."
Petunia frowned at me. "Bye..."she mumbled. "Oh it's just Lily, Yivvy." She added to her friend, ignoring me again.
Yivvy?
I heard giggling on the other line as I exited the room. No matter how much bonding I did with her, we were never going to like each other, ever.
It's sad in a way, but then I think, Hello, this is Petunia we're talking about.
And I feel perfectly fine.
Trudging down the stairs, I hugged my dad good-bye, though I'm not sure he noticed, as Denmark once again scored a goal. (A/N: Go Denmark!)
My mom smiled and pulled me out the door. I smiled too. It was going to be a long time, if ever, before I saw this place again.
It took us only about an hour to get there. My mom didn't chat with me much; she basically gave up when it took me a few minutes to answer her questions. The reason's because I was day dreaming. I was dreaming about who the new head boy was, who was going to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (the one before resigned, he had other unknown business to confer with), and what other changes had been made in the Wizarding world while I was gone for two and a half months. It was an hour drive that felt like five minutes.
I was so glad when we reached King's Cross. I wondered if my best friend, Alice Device, had changed a lot. Surprisingly, she hadn't written. In fact, I hadn't gotten any mail, besides my Hogwarts letter, which contained my badge.
I had to add that, you know it.
Anyway, I got a trolley and let the man in the funny suit put my trunk on it for me. It was way too heavy for someone like me. I'm not very strong, you see. I waved my mother good-bye as she drove off, looking particularly glad to get rid of me. Not that I care, or anything.
The station was actually quite crowded today, which was good for me, as I didn't want to be noticed running into a large, solid brick wall, and bad for my owl, he was going to get all these weird stares, the poor thing.
The large clock hanging over head told me it was 10:45. Hey it was good thing we left early, or I would have been late, and missed the train.
I waited until most people in front of platform nine and ten departed, and I ran straight into that brick wall, realizing at the last moment this was my last time to do this. It made me sort of sad, until I saw the world behind it, fumbling with their robes and owls, and chatting rather loudly.
I love chaos. This was chaos.
I could hear the chorus of good byes form sad parents as I got a bearded man to load my trunk up. And finally, what I was waiting for finally came.
"LILY!" someone shrieked louder than I had ever heard anyone shriek. I was engulfed in a hug that was choking me, and I was sure I would suffocate, before Alice let go of me grinning madly.
"I missed you." She said happily. "Isn't it great to be back in the Magical world, since you had to be in the Muggle world for the summer?
Oh yeah Alice, you bet it was.
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(A/N: I seriously didn't like this chapter. It bored me. I really hope it didn't bore you! It took me a while to update, but I had a lot of schoolwork this week. I LOVE MY WONDERFUL REVIEWERS! You get cookies!
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