Hellooo my faithful (or not-so-faithful) readers! It HAS been a long time, hasn't it? *gets pelted with anvils by howling readers* I know, I know, I'm bad, distracted, mean, etc., etc. But I've almost finished half of the next chappie, so hopefully the wait won't be as long. Read and enjoy; and don't forget to review!
-eventergurl88
P.S. This picks up right after the last chappie, so you may want to re-read it before reading this. Context, ya know?
Chapter 12: Dance With Me
"Ouch," James said wickedly, pantomiming being stabbed. "That hurt, Lily. Besides, it's not so bad."
"That's what you think," Lily muttered. She lifted her head up to stare at him. "I don't dance, Potter." *Well, the only dance I know would definitely not do.* she thought absently.
"Well, you're in luck," James said firmly, "you happen to be in the presence of an accomplished dance instructor." Lily pretended to scan the room.
"Me!" he exclaimed. Lily looked at him skeptically. "Seriously, Lily! I know how to dance; my father has made me take dance classes since I was five!"
Lily struggled to hide the chuckle threatening to burst out of her. "You…dance…lessons…" she said brokenly. James sighed.
"Go ahead, laugh like everyone else," he said resignedly, and crossed his arms. That in itself stopped Lily's desire to laugh completely.
"Sorry," she muttered, looking down at their sheaf of notes. James shrugged it off.
"Well, now that you've laughed at me, you've gotta dance with me," he said impishly, and walked over towards her. Before she had really registered what was happening, he bowed with a flourish and extended his hand.
"May I have this dance, fair lady?" he asked. Lily stared.
"You have got to be kidding me," she said, shaking her head.
"Come on, Lily," he whined, sounding like an obnoxious three-year-old, "pleeeeeease?"
Lily sighed and extended her hand. "This goes against my better judgment, you know," she said, and restrained a shiver as their hands met. "And the only reason I am doing this is to not make a fool out of myself at the dance."
"Fine," James said firmly, and pulled her upright. "Now, for a waltz, we face each other and we grasp our hands like so." He extended their right hands. "My free hand goes on your waist," he continued, doing just that, "and your free hand on my shoulder."
Lily, who had frozen as soon as his hand gently touched her waist, merely stared. James looked at her pointedly.
"Uh…yes…hand…shoulder…right...." she babbled, and gingerly placed her hand on his shoulder.
"And now," he said, freeing his hand momentarily to flick his wand, causing waltz music to pour out of nowhere, "we dance."
"What do I do?" Lily asked, slightly panicky. Being in such close proximity to him made her nervous.
James chuckled. She could feel it reverberate through his body. "Just follow what I do. Hear the three-beat pattern in the music, and match your steps to it." With that, he began to move, and Lily had no further time for thought.
As he steered her slowly around the room, Lily felt bumbling and uncoordinated. "What am I doing wrong?" she asked as she stepped on his feet for the umpteenth time.
"You're not listening to the music. Listen," he chided gently, "one-two-three, one-two-three, one…" As he began to list the beat, Lily felt her feet move in response. Step, together, pause, step, together, pause…Slowly, they began to move once more, this time with Lily following in step.
"Hey, I think I've got it!" she exclaimed happily.
"Good," James said, "which means we get to go on to the next part."
"There's more?" Lily asked, bemused, but was answered as they began to twirl around, guided by James.
"Aagh!" Lily exclaimed as she stumbled momentarily but regained her balance.
"Relax, Lily," James said soothingly. "Flow with the music."
Little by little, she began to relax and enjoy the dance. As they twirled around the room in perfect sync, she began to notice the little things: the melody of the music, the way their feet moved together, how James' hand felt on her waist…
As she realized where her mind was, her movements became wooden. *What am I THINKING?!?!? Have I gone completely round the twist?* She hardly noticed what she was doing as James spun her out, but came to her senses as he spun her back in, and they ended up so close she hardly dared breathe.
"Er…" she ventured carefully after they had been standing there for a few moments. James shook himself out of his reverie.
"Sorry," he muttered, two spots of red coloring his cheeks. "Got a little carried away." They resumed their gentle waltz.
"Well, you're a master of many things," she said after a few moments. James smiled wryly.
"The heirs of pureblooded families must have impeccable manners, which includes dancing," he said without emotion, "I just happen to have a knack for it, that's all. Means I get shown off like a puppet at all the events." His mouth shut with a snap as he realized he'd said too much.
They danced in silence for a few moments. It felt so natural by now that Lily let her mind wander. She was brought back suddenly as she realized James had said something.
"Sorry?" she asked, embarrassed.
"I said that there are other dances, too," he said. She couldn't tell if there was a grin on his face.
"Oh?" she said. *I have a bad feeling about this…* she thought. Yup, that was definitely his trademark grin.
"Like….hmmm…tango." Suddenly, the music changed and they were cheek to cheek, stalking down the room in a very different kind of dance.
"Swing."
The music changed, and they began to move and twist. He picked her up and swung her from side to side, set her down and kept dancing. It was almost as if her mind was frozen and she couldn't think to react. She danced on.
"Rumba."
Again the music changed, and they moved as one across the room, feet moving in a difficult pattern that she could just barely grasp.
"Foxtrot."
The music was now a hopping, bluesy tune. Mind numb, she followed his feet as he spun her around, then kept going.
Lily realized belatedly that they were back to waltzing and she was breathing hard. She looked up at him and saw an exuberant sparkle in his eyes.
"You're pretty good, for a beginner," James said softly, his voice husky. She almost stopped breathing.
"Thanks," she said breathlessly. *Wow, could I have said anything stupider? Wait, who cares? It's Potter!* her mind shrieked. They twirled, and suddenly James bent her backwards in a sort of frozen fall. Her eyes locked onto his face, and she couldn't read his expression. She had no impression of how long they stayed like that, the music holding a final chord.
"Lily, I need help on the Potions thingy, I can't get the…oh my god...." Aria stopped dead as she stared at the scene she had walked into.
"Aria! It's not what you think!" Lily shrieked, and scrambled upright.
"Sorry if I interrupted anything. Ignore me, carry on." Aria said, making a flapping motion with her hand and turning to exit, a huge grin breaking onto her face.
"Crap!" Lily swore, and rushed after her friend, leaving James standing, like a stunned ox, in the middle of the floor.
* * *
"So, you and Potter, hmm?" Aria asked softly as they walked through the darkened halls of the castle.
"No!" Lily said fiercely. "He was just showing me how to dance, that's all. We have to…er, dance together at the ball." She said this extremely quickly, but Aria heard.
"The ball? That's awesome! We have to get you a robe, jewelry, makeup, shoes, everything! Oh, this is going to be perfect!" Aria said happily. Lily flinched.
"You sounded almost like Ally..." she said softly. Aria's happy face fell away.
"Sorry," Aria said sheepishly, "I just got a little carried away."
"It's okay. Just…try not to talk about me and Potter, okay?"
"Potter and I," Aria corrected, and Lily poked her in the side. "Hey!"
"Who, me?" Lily said innocently, and smiled. The two girls slung their arms companionably around each other. "So," said Lily after a moment, thinking that she may as well do this friend thing right, "who do you have your eye on for the ball?"
"I was thinking of going solo. More fun that way," Aria said nonchalantly, but Lily could tell she was hiding something.
"Aria, I don't believe you one bit." Lily said. Aria looked down.
"IkindawishRemuswouldaskme," she said, all in one breath. Lily laughed softly.
"Slow down!" she chided. Aria blushed slightly, and took a deep breath.
"I wish…er, Remus would ask me," she finally said. Lily gave her a quick hug.
"Remus is a great guy, Aria! Good choice!" she said reassuringly.
"Like he'd ever notice me." Aria muttered darkly.
"Of course he'd notice you! You're funny, outgoing, smart, pretty…" Lily ticked off the list on her fingers.
Aria sighed, "Yeah, sure Lils. Whatever you say."
"We'll have none of that, or it's time for another self-defense session!" Lily said mock-sternly.
"Oh, the horror!" Aria pretended to faint. Lily helped her up, and they walked silently through the halls once more.
"This is so weird," Lily said, after they'd passed the Great Hall.
"What?" asked Aria.
"Me having a friend, being Head Girl, actually talking to people…" Lily trailed off.
"Are you glad that all this has happened?" Aria asked carefully.
"Yeah, I think. I mean, you're just awesome, being Head Girl isn't too bad, and having people talk to me is okay, but I sorta miss being invisible sometimes. There are so many more things to deal with when people really see you."
"Welcome to the life of a teenage witch," Aria said cynically.
Lily shook her head, clearing her thoughts. "Wow, when I start to get philosophical, I know it's time for bed. I'd better go before I collapse on the stairs."
"Yeah, me too. 'Night, Lils." Aria gave her a quick hug, and trotted off to the Ravenclaw dorms.
"'Night." Lily called back, and walked off to her own bed.
As she passed an
open window, the moonlight shone down with such force that she paused
to look. "Full moon tomorrow." she said softly, and
paused for a moment, letting the silver light envelop her features.
Lily had no idea what this full moon would change.
* * *
The students of Hogwarts rejoiced; it was the weekend. Textbooks were shut with a slam, chewn quills were thrown away, and parchment notes were crumpled up into balls. Many of the female population (and no few of the male) chattered excitedly about the upcoming ball, for the poster in the Great Hall had attracted a lot of attention. This also happened to be a Hogsmeade weekend, so almost the entire student body was excited at the prospect of shopping. The ball was in a couple of weeks, but students were pairing off already and love was in the air. Nevertheless, on this happy weekend, Lily sat in her dorm room, writing a particularily annoying essay on Polyjuice Potions. For the second time in her life, she found herself with her quill poised above the parchment, completely without inspiration. She sat there, unmoving, for ten minutes, until she sighed, lay down her quill and flopped on her bed.
You should be doing something, you know. Like talking to James, said a voice in her head. Lily sighed.
*Not you again.* she thought grumpily, and turned over.
Well, at least you're acknowledging my existence, said the voice, sounding pleased.
*You know, I should be thinking that I'm insane right now, but quite frankly, I'm too tired. So will you please just tell me who-what-whatever you are?* Lily's logical side rebelled at the idea of talking to a mysterious voice, but she just ignored it.
I can't. the voice said simply.
*Well, why not?* Lily said, trying not to lose her patience.
I just can't, that's all. It would ruin the Prophecy, the voice replied, sounding smug.
*Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Prophecy? What the hell are you talking about?* Lily thought back furiously.
Language, young lady! The voice sounded almost offended.
*Geez, I'm sorry. Now, please tell me about this so-called prophecy?* Lily said, her patience slipping by the moment.
I can't tell you that either. In fact, I shouldn't have told you that at all. Hmmm... The voice seemed to be thinking.
"AAAGH! Stupid voice in my head that doesn't tell me anything!" Lily yelled out loud, throwing herself upright.
Well, no need to get huffy about the rules, dear, the voice said patronisingly.
"Dear? DEAR!?!? Now listen, you..." Lily began furiously.
"Lils? Uh...what are you doing?" Aria said from the door, looking confused.
"Er...nothing. Just...never mind, forget about it." Lily said. "So, what's the plan for today?" She smiled winningly.
Aria looked at her oddly. "Are you sure you're alright, Lily?"
"Yes! Fine! Never better!" Lily hopped over to her friend, put her arm around her shoulders and steered her forcefully from the room.
"Anyways, I thought we would go shopping in Hogsmeade today. You know, prep for the ball, all that..." After a final glance at her friend, Aria chatted happily as they exited Lily's dorms. Lily winced.
"Fun," she said flatly. Aria stopped dead, whirled around and turned Lily to face her.
"Lily Evans!" Aria exclaimed mock-angrily. "You are going to shop, find a gorgeous dress and HAVE FUN, DAMMIT!"
"Okay, okay! I surrender!" Lily said, holding her hands up. "So, where are we going?"
"We're going to somewhere different. All of the other girls will have the usual robes, while we're going to have dresses."
Lily blinked as they walked out into the snow and snagged a horseless carriage. "Dresses? Isn't that what Muggle girls wear."
"Yeah," Aria replied nonchalantly as they bumped up the road towards the village, "but they're gorgeous. And way easier to move in than those heavy robes."
Lily shrugged, "Whatever you say, Aria. You know better than I do." They stopped abruptly, and the two girls hopped out.
"Look, Peter! It's the whore and the nerd!" Sirius said mockingly, pointing at them as soon as they stepped onto the cobblestones. Practically the entire student body turned to watch the confrontation. Aria froze, but Lily's wits stayed sharp as ever.
"Oh, look Aria!" she drawled back, "It's the imbecile and the...well, I don't know what to call him." The two boys flushed angrily as the watching group tittered.
"But which one is which?" Aria said quietly, her face taking on a look of innocent puzzlement. At that, the snickers grew even louder.
"Just you wait, Evans. You'll get what's coming to you!" Sirius snarled. At that moment, James and Remus arrived.
"There you are, guys! We've been...oh, hi Lily, Ariadna." Remus said, nodding to the two girls. Aria flushed scarlet and mumbled something. Lily smiled in return.
"Hello Lily." James said quietly. Lily jumped, and turned to face him. Noticing the many eyes on them, she smiled nervously.
"Potter." she said by way of greeting. She anxiously looked around at the crowd pressing in. "Well, it was nice chatting with you boys but we have to go. Now. Er, right now." She smiled tightly, grabbed Aria by the arm and forced their way through the crowd.
After they turned out of sight, she heaved a sigh and let go of her friend. Taking a quick glance at Aria, she grinned. The other girl stood there as if daydreaming, a silly smile on her face.
"He talked to me. He talked to me. He talked to me," Aria said dreamily.
"Ariaaa...time to shooop..." Lily said in a sing-song. The other girl shook herself, and marched brusquely down the street.
"Of course it is. Here's the place! Coming, Lils?" She turned imperiously to look back.
Lily stifled a
chuckle. "Right behind you."
* * *
Meanwhile, the four boys stalked down the Main Street of Hogsmeade. Sirius was fuming.
"I can't believe the little tart would say that! In front of all those people, too! She had no right...NO right!" he said angrily, Peter nodding along at his every word.
"And that Figg too," Peter added, "She's just following Evans' every word." He snorted. "They're probably lesbo lovers."
"Guys, you insulted them first," Remus pointed out, his own temper rising.
"So? That doesn't mean they're allowed to insult back!" Sirius snapped.
"Just relax, ok? It's over now." James broke in. "Lily had every right, anyways." he muttered. Sirius stiffened, but gave James a falsely jovial smile and slung an arm over his shoulders.
"Right, right. We'll get them good later anyways." Sirius said, than spotted a likely group of girls. "If you gentlemen would excuse me, my date for the ball is calling me. Ta!" He swaggered off towards the girls, who giggled as he came closer.
"We're going out tonight, right?" James whispered to Remus and Peter. Remus nodded.
"I can feel it already." he said quietly, looking up at the sky apprehensively where a faded moon was visible. Peter smiled.
"S'okay. Tonight's the night we explore the last part of the Forest." he said excitedly. James nodded.
"Yup. Though if Siri keeps being such a prick..." James trailed off absently.
Peter opened his mouth to retort, but Remus gave him a quick glare. The smaller boy shut his mouth with a snap.
As the three remaining boys wandered through the streets of the village, they headed in the general direction of Zonko's. Approaching the store, a group of three girls caught up to them.
"James..." Ally purred, wrapping herself around him. "How are you?" James grimaced, and he pushed her off.
"Fine, thanks," he said brusquely.
"Remie, there you are!" exclaimed Allicia with a mock shriek as she raced over to hug him. Remus seemed to sigh.
"Hey, Allicia," he said, standing stiffly as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Where's Sirius, Peter?" asked the remaining member of the group, Michelle.
"Finding a date,." he said grumpily, feeling as though he was being left out once again.
"Oh." Michelle said disappointedly, then perked up suddenly. "And how are you, Peter?" she said.
Peter stood there processing this for a moment, then a slow smile spread over his face. "Great!" he said excitedly. "So, what brings you girls over here?"
"Oh, we're just trying to find dates for the ball. How about it, boys?" Ally said, looking expectantly at James.
"Sorry, I'm taking Lily." James replied gleefully. At the sudden death glares all three girls gave him, he quickly added an explanation. "We have to go together; you know, Head Boy, Head Girl..." Ally pouted for a moment, but seeing as that would change nothing, gave up and turned away.
Remus looked helplessly at James, then turned back to the eager Allicia "I...er..." he stammered, but regained his composure, "I...have my eye on...someone else," he said hesitantly, as though he wasn't really convinced. Allicia pretended to cry, one eye on Remus' reaction, but turned back to join Ally anyways.
Peter smiled at Michelle, "Of course. How could I resist such a beautiful girl?" Michelle giggled, and laid a hand on his arm.
"How about we get to...know each other better?" she asked, purring as Ally had before.
"Sure! See you guys," he said, before leaving with Michelle. Ally and Allicia gave them identical glares before stalking off. The boys looked at each other, expressions of disgust on their faces, before turning and entering Zonko's.
"Good thing I had that excuse," James said as the two boys pored over the items displayed. "Ooh! Radical Rainstorm Rockets!" he exclaimed, pointing excitedly.
Remus grabbed the rocket off the shelf as he replied, "I had to think of one on the spur of the moment. Anyone would be better than Allicia."
"Except for maybe Ally,'" James muttered. "Honestly, I wish she would stop chasing me!"
"Yeah, I don't know what she sees in you." Remus teased, and James punched him on the shoulder, laughing.
"Well, I'm pretty sure I know who you have your eye on..." James said mischievously.
Remus suddenly looked nervous, "Me? Have my eye on someone? Suuure. Right. I just said that to get Allicia off my back."
"Uh-huh," James said, unconvinced.
"Yeah. Oh, look! Frog spawn teacups!" Remus said, pointing.
"Remus, we have almost fifty of them."
"Oh. Right."
* * *
"How about this one Lils? Lils?" Aria said as she turned around. Lily was slumped in a chair, exhausted. A huge pile of dresses was stacked next to her.
"I have no idea how you do this all the time." she said, eyes closed.
"Just a couple more. Then we can start finding yours!" Lily groaned. "What was that, Lils?" Aria said cheerfully.
"Nothing, nothing..." Lily trailed off, staring blankly at the wall.
"Now, what do you think...chiffon or silk?" Aria asked, staring at the rack of dresses in front of her.
"Silk."
"One-shoulder or scoop-neck?"
"One-shoulder."
"Sleeves?"
"No."
"Form-fitting?"
"Definitely."
"Matte or shimmer?"
"Shimmer."
"Well then, here's mine!" Aria said, fishing a sparkly blue dress out of the rack. Lily stared. "You have such good taste, Lils!" Aria exclaimed before rushing to try it on.
"But I was just...saying random things." Lily began, but sighed as Aria left.
You could still be talking to James, the voice said.
*I'm not talking to you. People think I'm crazy. I think I'm crazy. So please, just leave me alone?* Lily thought back.
I am not allowed. I am your guide.
Lily snorted. *Some guide. You won't tell me anything! All you say is 'Go talk to James', which doesn't help me at all.*
That's what you think. Just...listen to me tonight, okay? The voice, dropping its formal tone, sounded almost pleading.
*If you're being reasonable, maybe.* Lily thought back, but straightened as Aria walked in. "Wow. That's...gorgeous! It looks amazing."
"Does it?" Aria said, twirling to let the shimmery blue fabric fly out behind her.
"YES! It brings out your eyes, it...well, it flows!" Lily was amazed. Aria almost glowed, she looked so good.
"I'm getting it." Looking at the price tag, she smiled. "And the other good thing about dresses...they're much cheaper."
"Crap!" Lily exclaimed suddenly, smacking her forehead with her hand. "I didn't think about the price! I don't have any money of my own, Aria!"
Aria flapped her hand nonchalantly as she approached the sales witch. "I know; I'm paying."
"You're WHAT?"
Aria paid for her own dress, and turned around. "Of course. Didn't you know that? Now, off you go; find a dress you like."
Lily stood up, and hesitantly walked over to the rack. It seemed almost to stretch as she looked at it. *Well, I'll just find the cheapest one and get that.* she thought. Digging through piles of clothing, she finally found one that suited.
"I'm going to try one on," she called to her friend, who nodded while paying for her own dress. Lily put it on, then walked out into the store.
"Lils..." Aria said with a frustrated sigh.
"What? It works," Lily stated, looking critically at the ankle-length, full-sleeve, black wool dress she was wearing.
"It's a nun's dress!" Aria said critically. "The disgusting thing is that you still look amazing."
"Hey!"
"But," her friend continued, "You and I both know that you can find a much better dress than that. You'll look even more amazing. Now, come on. The price doesn't matter." Aria sighed. "If it makes you feel better, you can pay me back whenever you can. I'm going to pick out some dresses for you." Aria walked out before Lily could say another word.
"Whatever made me want a dragon for a friend?" she muttered, turning around and taking the other dress off.
"The same thing that made me want to be your friend- mutual insanity," Aria replied as she tossed a pile of dresses over the changing room door. "Try these on."
The girls spent the next few hours trying on dress after dress after dress. Too short, too long, too poufy, too flashy, too plain...it seemed to Lily that they would never find the right one for her.
Aria collapsed in a heap as Lily strode out of the room. "I'm going to find one last one, and then we're leaving with the burgundy one." she called. She heard a grunted answer, and stepped out into the middle of the store.
Try the back left corner. the voice whispered.
*Why?* Lily thought back obnoxiously, but went back anyways. All of the older, discontinued dresses were back there. Riffling through piles of junk, she sighed. *Why do I even listen to you?*
That's why, the voice said smugly as Lily gasped. There, like a gem among sewage, it was. The perfect dress.
*Oh my god, thanks so much! I take it back, you really are a guide!* Lily thought happily as she rushed back to the changing rooms, the dress clutched in her arms.
"Aria? What do you think?" Lily said nervously after she walked out of the dressing room. Her friend sat up, took one look and almost fell off her chair.
"Oh my GOD! Lily, that is IT! It's perfect! I don't care about the price, we're getting it and that's that!" Aria babbled, eyes wide.
"Really?" Lily asked, smiling hesitantly.
"You're gonna knock em' dead!" Aria exclaimed with a huge smile, and rushed over to hug her friend. "Now, get changed, we'll buy the dress and we'll head back to the castle. That's assuming you already have shoes and accessories."
"I don't," Lily confessed sheepishly.
"Even better. Off to The Witch's Wardrobe!" Aria said, pointing her hand dramatically in the air and posing. Lily chuckled as she headed back to the changing room.
* * *
Later that afternoon, James and Remus had returned to the castle. James, realizing he had an essay he really needed to start (that was due on Monday), hurried off to his dorm. He wrote anxiously for almost an hour, but then decided he needed a break. Flopping on his bed, he stared blankly up at the ceiling.
Hello, James, an unknown voice said suddenly. James sat bolt upright, scanning the room.
*What was that?* he thought, looking around. *I must be hearing things.* He lay back down once more.
No, you're not hearing things. The voice whispered once more. I really am speaking to you; just not out loud.
James shot upright once again. *That's it; I need to lighten my workload. I'm going insane.* He heard a ghostly sigh.
Why do they always think they're crazy? The voice said resentfully. Can't they just accept that there's a voice speaking to them and listen for once? Adolescents. Always contrary.
*Hey!* James thought angrily. *I have enough to do without listening to mysterious voices!*
See, there you go again.
"ARGH!" James exclaimed out loud. "Look, just leave me alone!"
Fine, if you don't want my advice. The voice said tantalizingly. James sighed.
*Fine. Tell me.* he thought back.
I'm your guide, I should know. The voice paused dramatically. You shouldn't go out tonight. Evil things will happen. Plots are underway. And with the dissention between your friends...things will not go well.
James paused, incredulous. *You're kidding, right? I'm not going to ask how you know everything, but I have to go out tonight. We can't leave Remus alone. Besides, nothing ever happens.*
If you say so, the voice said resignedly. It may turn out better than it seems. There is still a lot of danger...
*Don't worry Mother, I'll be fine.* James thought back. He thought he heard a groan, and smiled. *So, what are you anyways?*
I can't tell you, The voice sounded regretful. It would break the rules, and we already know what consequences that could have.
*Well, gee, thanks,* James thought back, *So you're just a mysterious voice who guides me, who I'm supposed to listen to without question and you're not allowed to tell me anything.*
Now he understands. the voice replied. James stifled a growl.
*What advice do you have for me, then?* he asked.
Other than not going out tonight... the voice paused, talk to Lily.
*Talk to Lily? She won't even talk to me! You probably know how nervous she was today when all I did was say hello!* James sounded resentful even to his own ears.
It's because you were surrounded by a crowd, the voice explained smugly, she hates them.
*And how would you know that?* James asked quizzically.
Uh...forget it, the voice said nervously. If all goes according to plan, you won't need to talk to her.
*Plan?* James thought back, slightly confused, but the voice refused to answer. Realizing that he wouldn't get any more out of the voice, he figured he might as well work some more. He got up, and walked back downstairs to his essay. As he sat down, quill poised above the parchment, a single thought popped into his head.
*I wish I could talk to Lily.*
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