Just like Her
Mystikalolo
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Chapter 2
(In which an English girl says good-bye and a French girl says hello)
Today was the day to go to France. To attend the Ministry of Magic's Ball. Right now, the voyagers were getting off the train. They were in France. ~~~~~***~~~~~ "Oh, it's beautiful here, isn't it James?" asked Lily. James was spacing out and staring vaguely. "James? Did you hear me?" "Huh? Oh, yeah, beautiful." Lily wondered what was claiming his attention, but when Naina went to talk to her about a statue, she forgot all about it.
Sirius and Remus were scoping out the girls. "Look over there, at that girl with the black hair in the red tube top!" said Sirius, licking his lips. Remus's eyes popped out. " Hell, that's some girl! Why don't girls at Hogwarts dress like that?" Sirius shrugged. " Boys and girls, stop right here. This is the hotel in which the ball will be held, and it is also where we will be staying. The Sheldon." "Bloody great!" "Totally cool!" "I'm in love with it already," were some answers.
They went inside and went up to their rooms. James, Sirius, and Remus were sharing a room and Lily, Naina, and Melissa shared another one. The rooms were beautiful. There were three queen-sized beds with silk sheets. The carpet was rich velvet blue and the whole room looked like one of the rooms in Lily's house. "Completely beautiful! It's adorable; I can't believe that we get to spend this lovely trip here! Are you not just thrilled girls!" cried Melissa in rapture. Naina looked at Lily and they spoke with their eyes. "This girl isn't a snob at all, even if she is head girl. I'm gonna' like her." Lily agreed.
The girls unpacked and then went downstairs to the gorgeous lounge. The boys were already waiting. Only Gryffindors, because the others had already started sightseeing. James came up to Lily. "Lils, I want to talk to you." "Oh, hi James. What's up?" James took a huge breath, "Lily, I don't think we should see each other any more." Lily looked up, shocked. She had been completely unprepared for this. "Why not? What happened?" "Well, it's just that we have been going out for three years and we still hardly ever communicate, besides calling each other nicknames and smiling. We haven't had any sparks between us for a whole year. And we haven't kissed since third year!" "So you don't think that we suit each other?" "I'm sorry Dryad." Lily shook back her tears. In a trembling voice she said, "Don't ever call me that name again. Don't speak to me, don't look at me, and don't come near me. Drop dead James Potter." James looked at her, horrified. He hadn't meant to hurt her at all. He had thought the feeling was mutual. "Lily, I-" "Didn't I tell you not to speak to me? I hate you." James felt wetness on his eyes. But he hadn't cried since his mother had died. And that was eleven years ago. When he was four. He walked away. Lily choked on her held-back sobs. She ran upstairs and slammed the door.
The marauders and Naina, who had heard the whole thing, looked shocked. "I didn't even see that coming," said Naina. "Well, James has been kind of spacey lately. He keeps asking Lily to dates and asks her to just hang around together, and she doesn't have that much time for him and he's right. They haven't kissed since third year!" said Sirius. "She's too busy with being a prefect and being on the Board of Student/Teacher Cooperation and tutoring kids. But he definitely shouldn't have broken up with her for it! Is he crazy?" Remus said. "I say we just don't bring the subject up." Naina said. "Agreed." ~~~~~***~~~~~ Meanwhile, Lily was on her bed, crying her heart out. She had thought that James would always be with her. They always did everything together! They loved each other! Ever since first year on the train ride, when James had grinned so charmingly at her. And in second year, he had been so sweet. He had taken her out to the Quidditch pitch, in the night. There was a golden moon and little fireflies were lighting up the sky along with the stars. He had held her little hands in his left one, while his right hand pulled out a gorgeous bouquet of deep red roses in the middle of a circlet of red lilies. Then he had told her how much he liked her and had asked her to go steady with him. And of course, she had rapturously said yes! Now, what was James talking about? That they didn't have any sparks left! He was an idiot! How could she ever fall in love with a boy like that? To be sure, she had been a little busy these days, and she did usually refuse James when he asked her to go somewhere with him. And she and James didn't talk together half as much as she and Naina did. Oh no! She had been a bad girlfriend. James had every right to dump her! There was only one thing that she could possibly do now. ~~~~~***~~~~~ James was in his room, his eyes were red, and he was in deep thought. He had been much too hasty. Lily was not only his girlfriend, but also one of his best friends. She was the main point in his life. He remembered their first kiss. It was when he had taken his lovely onto the Quidditch pitch, where he had asked her to go steady. When she said yes, his heart had jumped up and down, doing huge flips. Then, he had taken her tiny body into his arms and lifted her chin up, and put his mouth softly on hers. And for all her good girl charms, and her self-righteousness, she had not even resisted. And now he had dumped her! Stupid idiot! How could he have done such a horrible thing to her? Of course, he'd go and apologize now. And beg her to please be his girlfriend again. ~~~~~***~~~~~ Lily Evans loved to climb rocks, especially big ones. When she'd get to the top, she usually started back down again, laughing and playing. Lily put a warm woolen sweater over her Gryffindor colored shirt and skirt. She slipped by her schoolmates without their knowing, and went outside. It was quite cold. She walked to the wizarding bank and canceled her account. She put it in another name so that no one else could come near it, as no one else knew. The name was Lacie Errata. Then she walked for some time, until she got to a huge rock. It was 30 to 40 feet tall. It stood in a pool of tiny stones and pebbles that were quite sharp. She started climbing the rock. In about an hour, she got to the top. Usually, she would sit on the top for a while and enjoy the scenery. She didn't do that today. She stood up on the tip of the rock. Looking down, one could see hundreds of little sharp things and some miles away, people could be seen. She clutched her hands together tightly. Goodbye world. Goodbye life. Goodbye friends. Goodbye James. And she plunged down. ~~~~~***~~~~~ It had been quite a long time since anyone had seen Lily, and the children from Hogwarts were all ready to go sightseeing, so Naina went to get Lily from her room. She opened the door and called her name. Nobody answered. She went inside and searched, but couldn't find Lily.
Naina rushed back down. "I can't find Lily. She's not in the room. Did any of you see her?" Nobody had. Professor Dumbledore told everyone to search for her. Among the outdoor search parties, Madrid Johnson and Ellie Martin made up one from Hufflepuff. They walked near the park where there were lots of things to play on, to sit on, and to climb on. They came to a stop at a huge rock. Something was glittering on the ground. They went over to it. It was a tiny gold button. It was the kind that was customary on Gryffindor uniforms. Madrid and Ellie gasped. They looked for something more. Lying a few feet away, there was a white snow hat with a gold tassel. It was Lily's! Madrid and Ellie picked both things up and ran back to The Sheldon.
"Professor Dumbledore! Call everyone. We found something." Professor magically summoned everyone. "What is it Miss Martin?" "Look! We found a Gryffindor button." "And look here! We found a snow hat." "Those are Lily's!" shouted James. "Where did you find these?" the professor wanted to know. "On the side of a tall rock with sharp stones underneath." At this, Naina fainted. ~~~~~***~~~~~ It had been thirteen days since Lily had been missing and everyone had now come to the conclusion that Lily Evans had committed suicide. Naina was in shock, Sirius and Remus hadn't smiled once, and James had not opened his mouth. Today, they were leaving. Professor Dumbledore didn't want anyone from Hogwarts to stay in a place in which one of the students had executed her own murder. And Professor Dumbledore thought to himself. [Always taking the blame on herself. Even to death. Just like her.] ~~~~~***~~~~~ In the Beauxbaton's hospital, a stunning young girl was just waking up from a horrific state of unconsciousness. She felt a little groggy which made her dreadfully cranky. "Where the hell am I? And who the shit am I?" A petite little French nurse heard her. "Do you not know?" she asked in a very Parisian accent. "No, dammit! Now could you tell me?" "But Ma Cherie, I do not know! Pierre deed' come in and vas holding you. He say to me, 'zis girl, she is un-conch-ee-us. Take zee care of her and I veel reevard you.' So I do as he say. And now you 'ave come to. And I am thinking zat you ave got ahm-nee-zi-ah." "Amnesia? Hmm, how long have I been here?" "You 'ave been here for about tvelve or thirteen days Mademoiselle." "Oh. Well, if I have been here this long and no one's picked me up, I bloody well must not have any relatives or friends or acquaintances. In that case, I might as well start the hell over again here. Is that alright?" she said it in a cold way, and sort of bitch-like.
The nurse nodded. "Vat ever you veesh Mademoiselle. Do you veesh me to call zee head-meestres?" "If you would be so kind." "Uv corze," not noticing her sarcasm, "Madame Navarre! Zee girl has voken up and veeshes to stay here. Pleaz spik to her."
A tall woman with short fashionable brown hair and silvery eyes, with a sweet face, came in. "Hello sveetie. And you veesh to stay here? Vye? Do you not know you are English?" "Yes, obviously. But as no one seems to care for me and I do not care for anyone, I might as well start a new life." "Vell, eef zat is vat you really veesh. than I vill be vairy happy for you. Now, vat veel your name be?" "I seem to remember something of the name Lacie Errata. So that will be my name." "Alright me' petite. Come along zis vay and you veel be in zee fifth year dormitory. None of zee students know you 'ave amnesia. Just say you aire a transfer student. I zink you veel be in assemblage Chasid. Zis vay Lacee."
Lacie followed Madame Navarre and ended up in a luxurious room filled with Parisian girls and boys. Madame Navarre clapped her hands and said a rapid few sentences in French. Then she repeated them in English. "Zis is a transfer student from England and you veel make her feel immensely velcome. Yes?" The children smiled and nodded and there were many whispers and murmurs. "Ah, now I am happy. You children are not so abominable ahfter ahll." She smiled and left. Immediately two girls; a girl with thick chestnut hair cut shortly to her face and big silver eyes and a half-veela with crimpy silvery blonde bangs and sheet-like silvery blonde hair and amethyst-blue eyes. The first girl spoke.
"Bonjour. My name eez Marie Lefroi. (Leh-fwa) Vat eez your's?" "Oh, my name is Lacie Errata. I'm originally from Paris, but I've lived in London most of my life. I'm an extremely rich girl and I don't want friends. Just think of me as your assemblage ice-queen." She said bitch- ishly. Marie just laughed. "Look, honeey, don't geeve me zat hate game. Both uv uz 'ave been through eet. Now, vee are zee best of friends and vee aire populaire too." She had a throaty voice that sounded very pretty. "Yes, vee aire. And my name, eet is Arabella Dupont, Belle for short. I am half veela. And you must be our friend. Even eef you aire not anyone else's." She had a soft seductive voice. Lacie looked at them, about to refuse, but then, "Alright. I will be your friend. But no one else's. To everyone but you, I am the ice-queen and cold- hearted bitch of Chasid." Marie and Belle shrugged and agreed and they were best friends. ~~~~~***~~~~~ In Hogwarts, everyone was told of the tragic story. And as a sign of respect to Lily, no one wore colored clothing for the whole year. They wore black pants and shirts, black skirts, black headbands, and such. Only the Slytherins were not upset. But they had to wear black because if not, Dumbledore wouldn't allow them to go to Hogsmeade and they immediately got a detention. The Marauders, including Peter, didn't play tricks anymore. To make matters worse, they didn't even slack off their work. Each one of them got straight A's. And soon, they were actually made prefects. And Naina. Oh, how she suffered. She finally gained realization of what had happened and it made life a living hell for her. She was sick almost every day and she hardly said more than ten words a day. And Naina used to be the chatterbox of the century. ~~~~~***~~~~~ A few days after Lacie had gotten herself acquainted with Beauxbatons, she decided to go to the bank to see if she could borrow some money. But when she got there and gave her name as Lacie Errata, the guard answered, " But Mademoiselle, you 'ave already got zee money in zee bahnk. Zaire are meelions of Galleons in zee account. You aire reech!"
Lacie looked taken aback. "Is that so? Well, then, let me take out some money." ~~~~~***~~~~~
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Chapter 2
(In which an English girl says good-bye and a French girl says hello)
Today was the day to go to France. To attend the Ministry of Magic's Ball. Right now, the voyagers were getting off the train. They were in France. ~~~~~***~~~~~ "Oh, it's beautiful here, isn't it James?" asked Lily. James was spacing out and staring vaguely. "James? Did you hear me?" "Huh? Oh, yeah, beautiful." Lily wondered what was claiming his attention, but when Naina went to talk to her about a statue, she forgot all about it.
Sirius and Remus were scoping out the girls. "Look over there, at that girl with the black hair in the red tube top!" said Sirius, licking his lips. Remus's eyes popped out. " Hell, that's some girl! Why don't girls at Hogwarts dress like that?" Sirius shrugged. " Boys and girls, stop right here. This is the hotel in which the ball will be held, and it is also where we will be staying. The Sheldon." "Bloody great!" "Totally cool!" "I'm in love with it already," were some answers.
They went inside and went up to their rooms. James, Sirius, and Remus were sharing a room and Lily, Naina, and Melissa shared another one. The rooms were beautiful. There were three queen-sized beds with silk sheets. The carpet was rich velvet blue and the whole room looked like one of the rooms in Lily's house. "Completely beautiful! It's adorable; I can't believe that we get to spend this lovely trip here! Are you not just thrilled girls!" cried Melissa in rapture. Naina looked at Lily and they spoke with their eyes. "This girl isn't a snob at all, even if she is head girl. I'm gonna' like her." Lily agreed.
The girls unpacked and then went downstairs to the gorgeous lounge. The boys were already waiting. Only Gryffindors, because the others had already started sightseeing. James came up to Lily. "Lils, I want to talk to you." "Oh, hi James. What's up?" James took a huge breath, "Lily, I don't think we should see each other any more." Lily looked up, shocked. She had been completely unprepared for this. "Why not? What happened?" "Well, it's just that we have been going out for three years and we still hardly ever communicate, besides calling each other nicknames and smiling. We haven't had any sparks between us for a whole year. And we haven't kissed since third year!" "So you don't think that we suit each other?" "I'm sorry Dryad." Lily shook back her tears. In a trembling voice she said, "Don't ever call me that name again. Don't speak to me, don't look at me, and don't come near me. Drop dead James Potter." James looked at her, horrified. He hadn't meant to hurt her at all. He had thought the feeling was mutual. "Lily, I-" "Didn't I tell you not to speak to me? I hate you." James felt wetness on his eyes. But he hadn't cried since his mother had died. And that was eleven years ago. When he was four. He walked away. Lily choked on her held-back sobs. She ran upstairs and slammed the door.
The marauders and Naina, who had heard the whole thing, looked shocked. "I didn't even see that coming," said Naina. "Well, James has been kind of spacey lately. He keeps asking Lily to dates and asks her to just hang around together, and she doesn't have that much time for him and he's right. They haven't kissed since third year!" said Sirius. "She's too busy with being a prefect and being on the Board of Student/Teacher Cooperation and tutoring kids. But he definitely shouldn't have broken up with her for it! Is he crazy?" Remus said. "I say we just don't bring the subject up." Naina said. "Agreed." ~~~~~***~~~~~ Meanwhile, Lily was on her bed, crying her heart out. She had thought that James would always be with her. They always did everything together! They loved each other! Ever since first year on the train ride, when James had grinned so charmingly at her. And in second year, he had been so sweet. He had taken her out to the Quidditch pitch, in the night. There was a golden moon and little fireflies were lighting up the sky along with the stars. He had held her little hands in his left one, while his right hand pulled out a gorgeous bouquet of deep red roses in the middle of a circlet of red lilies. Then he had told her how much he liked her and had asked her to go steady with him. And of course, she had rapturously said yes! Now, what was James talking about? That they didn't have any sparks left! He was an idiot! How could she ever fall in love with a boy like that? To be sure, she had been a little busy these days, and she did usually refuse James when he asked her to go somewhere with him. And she and James didn't talk together half as much as she and Naina did. Oh no! She had been a bad girlfriend. James had every right to dump her! There was only one thing that she could possibly do now. ~~~~~***~~~~~ James was in his room, his eyes were red, and he was in deep thought. He had been much too hasty. Lily was not only his girlfriend, but also one of his best friends. She was the main point in his life. He remembered their first kiss. It was when he had taken his lovely onto the Quidditch pitch, where he had asked her to go steady. When she said yes, his heart had jumped up and down, doing huge flips. Then, he had taken her tiny body into his arms and lifted her chin up, and put his mouth softly on hers. And for all her good girl charms, and her self-righteousness, she had not even resisted. And now he had dumped her! Stupid idiot! How could he have done such a horrible thing to her? Of course, he'd go and apologize now. And beg her to please be his girlfriend again. ~~~~~***~~~~~ Lily Evans loved to climb rocks, especially big ones. When she'd get to the top, she usually started back down again, laughing and playing. Lily put a warm woolen sweater over her Gryffindor colored shirt and skirt. She slipped by her schoolmates without their knowing, and went outside. It was quite cold. She walked to the wizarding bank and canceled her account. She put it in another name so that no one else could come near it, as no one else knew. The name was Lacie Errata. Then she walked for some time, until she got to a huge rock. It was 30 to 40 feet tall. It stood in a pool of tiny stones and pebbles that were quite sharp. She started climbing the rock. In about an hour, she got to the top. Usually, she would sit on the top for a while and enjoy the scenery. She didn't do that today. She stood up on the tip of the rock. Looking down, one could see hundreds of little sharp things and some miles away, people could be seen. She clutched her hands together tightly. Goodbye world. Goodbye life. Goodbye friends. Goodbye James. And she plunged down. ~~~~~***~~~~~ It had been quite a long time since anyone had seen Lily, and the children from Hogwarts were all ready to go sightseeing, so Naina went to get Lily from her room. She opened the door and called her name. Nobody answered. She went inside and searched, but couldn't find Lily.
Naina rushed back down. "I can't find Lily. She's not in the room. Did any of you see her?" Nobody had. Professor Dumbledore told everyone to search for her. Among the outdoor search parties, Madrid Johnson and Ellie Martin made up one from Hufflepuff. They walked near the park where there were lots of things to play on, to sit on, and to climb on. They came to a stop at a huge rock. Something was glittering on the ground. They went over to it. It was a tiny gold button. It was the kind that was customary on Gryffindor uniforms. Madrid and Ellie gasped. They looked for something more. Lying a few feet away, there was a white snow hat with a gold tassel. It was Lily's! Madrid and Ellie picked both things up and ran back to The Sheldon.
"Professor Dumbledore! Call everyone. We found something." Professor magically summoned everyone. "What is it Miss Martin?" "Look! We found a Gryffindor button." "And look here! We found a snow hat." "Those are Lily's!" shouted James. "Where did you find these?" the professor wanted to know. "On the side of a tall rock with sharp stones underneath." At this, Naina fainted. ~~~~~***~~~~~ It had been thirteen days since Lily had been missing and everyone had now come to the conclusion that Lily Evans had committed suicide. Naina was in shock, Sirius and Remus hadn't smiled once, and James had not opened his mouth. Today, they were leaving. Professor Dumbledore didn't want anyone from Hogwarts to stay in a place in which one of the students had executed her own murder. And Professor Dumbledore thought to himself. [Always taking the blame on herself. Even to death. Just like her.] ~~~~~***~~~~~ In the Beauxbaton's hospital, a stunning young girl was just waking up from a horrific state of unconsciousness. She felt a little groggy which made her dreadfully cranky. "Where the hell am I? And who the shit am I?" A petite little French nurse heard her. "Do you not know?" she asked in a very Parisian accent. "No, dammit! Now could you tell me?" "But Ma Cherie, I do not know! Pierre deed' come in and vas holding you. He say to me, 'zis girl, she is un-conch-ee-us. Take zee care of her and I veel reevard you.' So I do as he say. And now you 'ave come to. And I am thinking zat you ave got ahm-nee-zi-ah." "Amnesia? Hmm, how long have I been here?" "You 'ave been here for about tvelve or thirteen days Mademoiselle." "Oh. Well, if I have been here this long and no one's picked me up, I bloody well must not have any relatives or friends or acquaintances. In that case, I might as well start the hell over again here. Is that alright?" she said it in a cold way, and sort of bitch-like.
The nurse nodded. "Vat ever you veesh Mademoiselle. Do you veesh me to call zee head-meestres?" "If you would be so kind." "Uv corze," not noticing her sarcasm, "Madame Navarre! Zee girl has voken up and veeshes to stay here. Pleaz spik to her."
A tall woman with short fashionable brown hair and silvery eyes, with a sweet face, came in. "Hello sveetie. And you veesh to stay here? Vye? Do you not know you are English?" "Yes, obviously. But as no one seems to care for me and I do not care for anyone, I might as well start a new life." "Vell, eef zat is vat you really veesh. than I vill be vairy happy for you. Now, vat veel your name be?" "I seem to remember something of the name Lacie Errata. So that will be my name." "Alright me' petite. Come along zis vay and you veel be in zee fifth year dormitory. None of zee students know you 'ave amnesia. Just say you aire a transfer student. I zink you veel be in assemblage Chasid. Zis vay Lacee."
Lacie followed Madame Navarre and ended up in a luxurious room filled with Parisian girls and boys. Madame Navarre clapped her hands and said a rapid few sentences in French. Then she repeated them in English. "Zis is a transfer student from England and you veel make her feel immensely velcome. Yes?" The children smiled and nodded and there were many whispers and murmurs. "Ah, now I am happy. You children are not so abominable ahfter ahll." She smiled and left. Immediately two girls; a girl with thick chestnut hair cut shortly to her face and big silver eyes and a half-veela with crimpy silvery blonde bangs and sheet-like silvery blonde hair and amethyst-blue eyes. The first girl spoke.
"Bonjour. My name eez Marie Lefroi. (Leh-fwa) Vat eez your's?" "Oh, my name is Lacie Errata. I'm originally from Paris, but I've lived in London most of my life. I'm an extremely rich girl and I don't want friends. Just think of me as your assemblage ice-queen." She said bitch- ishly. Marie just laughed. "Look, honeey, don't geeve me zat hate game. Both uv uz 'ave been through eet. Now, vee are zee best of friends and vee aire populaire too." She had a throaty voice that sounded very pretty. "Yes, vee aire. And my name, eet is Arabella Dupont, Belle for short. I am half veela. And you must be our friend. Even eef you aire not anyone else's." She had a soft seductive voice. Lacie looked at them, about to refuse, but then, "Alright. I will be your friend. But no one else's. To everyone but you, I am the ice-queen and cold- hearted bitch of Chasid." Marie and Belle shrugged and agreed and they were best friends. ~~~~~***~~~~~ In Hogwarts, everyone was told of the tragic story. And as a sign of respect to Lily, no one wore colored clothing for the whole year. They wore black pants and shirts, black skirts, black headbands, and such. Only the Slytherins were not upset. But they had to wear black because if not, Dumbledore wouldn't allow them to go to Hogsmeade and they immediately got a detention. The Marauders, including Peter, didn't play tricks anymore. To make matters worse, they didn't even slack off their work. Each one of them got straight A's. And soon, they were actually made prefects. And Naina. Oh, how she suffered. She finally gained realization of what had happened and it made life a living hell for her. She was sick almost every day and she hardly said more than ten words a day. And Naina used to be the chatterbox of the century. ~~~~~***~~~~~ A few days after Lacie had gotten herself acquainted with Beauxbatons, she decided to go to the bank to see if she could borrow some money. But when she got there and gave her name as Lacie Errata, the guard answered, " But Mademoiselle, you 'ave already got zee money in zee bahnk. Zaire are meelions of Galleons in zee account. You aire reech!"
Lacie looked taken aback. "Is that so? Well, then, let me take out some money." ~~~~~***~~~~~
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