Words. Lily was now incapable of words. Never did she speak in class, nor to the marauders. Not once. Not even to Thing. The marauders were watching her closely, making sure she wasn't going attempt something else like that. James was more cheerful, and was trying to get Lily to speak. She either couldn't or wouldn't, he didn't know.

Thing was doing the same thing. Telling her every time she held him that she would have to speak one day. Lily had convinced herself she didn't need to. There was no reason for living, and she wished she had stayed in the coffin. Her parents were dead, no one cared. Except the Marauders. And Thing.

One other thing she noticed was how they had all failed to tell her of her parents death. She would call them bastards in her head, unable to use her voice. It's not that she wouldn't speak. It's that she couldn't.

This is her story. Now she remembers it. Wishing she had died then. As usual.

'Stupid Mudblood,'

'Bastard,'

'Watch your tongue,'

'I'll say what I like,'

Malfoy hissed and held out his wand.

'I will you know. I can do it,'

'I don't doubt that. Tell me, did Voldermort teach you himself? Or didn't he find you worthy?'

'Shut it Evens,'

'Why? What will you do?'

'You know, someday you might not be able to use that tongue of yours,'

'What will you do, cut it out?'

'I will indeed. Slicesremovus,'

A yellow light hit Lily's jaw.

'Ouch,'

Malfoy looked shocked. It hadn't worked.

'What, was my tongue meant to be removed?' Lily laughed.

'You're a stupid little Mudblood,'

'Yeah, you've told me that,'

Lily walked passed him, ending the conversation. However, she caught the last part of Snape and Malfoy's conversation.

'I thought you said it worked!'

'It will!'

'When?'

'I er-...next time she's ill,'

'You'd better hope so,'

And it had happened. Next time she was ill. When she died. She had realized the day afterwards that she had woken with no tongue. Shit for her, Yay for Malfoy.

'What's the matter mudblood, lost you're tongue?' Malfoy sneered as she passed him after classes.

Lily glared at him and pulled out a notepad. After jotting something down on it, she threw it at him. He read it and glared at Lily. She smiled, waved, then walked off. Malfoy scrunched up the note and threw it on the floor.

You weren't so perky after your date with Bellatrix. What, wasn't she good enough? Or did she throw YOU out?

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Yay! Another chap done. It's not as long as I promised, I'm sure, but right now, I'm tired. Next time, it will be...longer. THANKS TO ALL MY REVIEWERS, YOU ARE GREAT!!!

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