Lily stayed for dinner that night at the Schoel's. It was, to say the least, an uncomfortable situation. Mr. Schoel was not exactly used to mudbloods at his table. Erik kept staring at Lily in a suggestive manner. Mrs. Schoel noticed this and seemed to think that Lily was some sort of seductress and proceeded to glare at her. And Anthony never took his eyes away from Lily except to send an occasional warning glare at Erik.
"Lily, why don't you stay the night? We have plenty of guest rooms and I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind," Anthony said while his parents quite obviously did mind.
Noticing their scowls, Lily replied, "I really need to go home. I haven't told my parents any of this, and it will take a bit of explaining. Besides, I'll see you tomorrow."
Anthony pushed his chair out and helped her out of hers, "Here, let me help you. Would you like me to walk you home?"
"No, I can get there alone, thank you," Lily said walking out the door. Then she turned and kissed him on the cheek.
Anthony watched her walk down the street until she was out of sight and shut the door, leaning against it and sighing.
When he returned to the table, he could tell he was going to get it.
Erik, who had started sulking when Lily had kissed Anthony, said, "Why don't you just propose and get it over with?"
His father looked disappointed, "Where did I go wrong with you? Associating with, even dating mudbloods!!"
Mrs. Schoel just shook her head, "He'll grow out of it. Give it time."
I don't want to give it time, thought Anthony. I only have a year!