Friday, August 20 Potter Mansion 9:20pm
Ya, ya. You're probably why the hell am I at James's house after I said all that about him. And also why I called him James. Well, let me tell you the long story (and I mean long!):
Lizzie and I were in our room, me studying for NEWTs and Lizzie, listening to music and sleeping at the same time. Then Petunia barged into our room and walked directly to my wardrobe. She opened it with force and started throwing clothes all over the place.
"What are you doing?" I yelled at her, getting up. Lizzie's music is too loud for her to hear the yelling.
"I need a shirt for my date tonight," she said shortly.
"You cannot just barge in here with out asking and mess up my room and expect to borrow a shirt from me!"
"Ah, this will do just fine," she said holding up my favorite red tank top with a red sequenced heart in the middle.
"No you can't borrow that!" I yelled at her. I grab the shirt from her hands.
"Give that back!" She started to punch me in the arms and stomach. Since I was wearing a black tank top, I had no cushion at all.
"Oww, stop that," I said to her weakly. She then pushed me to the floor. Lizzie woke up and saw the abuse happening to me. She got up and pushed Petunia out of the way.
"Get away you evil brat!" Petunia spat at Lizzie and she punched her in the stomach so hard that Lizzie was gasping for breath.
I see my youngest sister in pain, tears building up in her eyes. It was painful to see my sister in pain like that. I get up from the ground and walked over to Petunia. I slapped her with all the power I could muster. She stood back, her hand to her cheek, looking at me, shocked at what I did. But that feeling stay too long with her. She grabbed a picture of me and Lindsay and threw it at me. I turned around quickly so it comes in contact with my back. I hear it break and I feel the glass puncturing my skin. I scream loud. The pain was so intense. She then walked over to me and took the tank top out of my hand.
"Thank you dear freak of a sister," she said smiling at me. She then walks, closing the door behind her.
I get up with pain, and walk over to my sister. She has regained her breath, but tears were rolling down her cheek.
"Get a bag and get some clothes that will last for a couple of days. We are leaving." She nodded at me and started packing. I put on my favorite sports jacket and I got my school bag and put some clothes and hygienic things in it and we were finish packing in less than 10 minutes. We went downstairs and out the door.
My parents didn't even care. They looked at us and went back to their dinner. They are pathetic excuses for parents. I bet they didn't even care when I screamed.
We walked toward the curb and I took out my wand. I held it out with my right hand. A sudden bang was emitted and a purple bus appeared out of no where in front of me and my sister.
"Welcome to the..." the purple conductor said before Lizzie interrupted him.
"Yes, we know, we know," she said tiredly.
"Name please," he said to us.
"Lily and Elizabeth Evans," I said to him. He let us pass by him and we got onto the bus.
The last person I expected to see this vacation was right there, sitting on a bed.
"Black? What are you doing here?" I said to him.
"Lily? Elizabeth? What are you doing here? And what happened?" he said concerned. He saw the bruise on my cheek and saw me limping.
"Nothing," I said. Elizabeth and I sat down on a bed next to him. The bus began to move violently. I clutched onto a golden post.
"Tell me Lily. You both look like you got a beaten from somebody." he said.
I sighed deeply and looked into his gray eyes. I saw concern in them. I looked at Elizabeth and saw her nodding at me to tell him.
"It was my sister, Petunia. She took something of mine and I took it back. She then started punching me and Lizzie and so we ran away." I said. Lizzie patted my back.
"Owww," I whimpered in pain.
"What's wrong?"
"Its the glass..." I started to say, but Sirius cut me off.
"Glass? This sister of yours threw glass at you?" he yelled.
"Sirius, its really nothing..." but then he cut me off again.
"Really nothing? REALLY NOTHING? YOUR SISTER JUST ABUSED YOU AND ELIZABETH AND THAT IS REALLY NOTHING?" Every one started hushing him, trying to get some sleep which I think is really impossible cause of the bus moving and the beds violently moving all over the place.
"Gits" he mutters to everyone.
The guy in the purple suit came over and hands me a receipt of ten galleons. I reach into my pocket for some money and I find nothing.
"Crap, I left it in my trunk. Lizzie do you.."
"No let me take care of it." Sirius said. He pulled out ten galleons out of his pocket and gave it to the conductor.
I was amazed. One cause a marauder was being nice to me, besides Remus of course. And two because he paid for mine and my sister's trip. I looked over at Lizzie and she smiled at me. One cause she saw that I was being nice to Sirius and two that we were finally getting along. Lizzie usually gets along with them because they are nice to her and she is best friends with James and Remus' sisters.
"Thanks. We both really do appreciate this. I'll pay you back as soon as I get some money from my trunk," I said to him, but he waves his hand like it doesn't matter.
"No need," he tells me. The conductor clears his throat at me suddenly.
"Where would you like to go, miss?" he said to me.
I looked at Lizzie, unsure where to go. Both my best friends were in different countries and I didn't want to exactly want to go to Lizzie's friends' house. "I guess Diagon alley..."
"No." said Sirius, suddenly. I looked at him, confused. Why did he care where we went to? "Come with me to my house. I won't charge you a thing and I'm sure my parents won't care." I was shocked. Literally. Sirius Black, the king of pranks and detentions was letting me stay at his house? After all the years I was mean, he was letting me into his house with open arms? I looked at Lizzie. She was smiling with excitement and nodding vigorously at me. She knew that only I could make the decision.
I turned back to Sirius. "I couldn't. I would be..." I started, but he cut me off. I notice he doesn't let anyone speak if he has something on his mind.
"It won't too much of a burden. I promise. My mum is a nurse at St. Mungos. She can have a look at your back. We have plenty of room at the house. Please?" He looked at me with puppy dog eyes. I see where the girls find his charm irresistible.
I looked at Lizzie too and also had the same look as Sirius. I knew even if I argued, I would lose. Anyways the glass in my back was starting to become more painful by the minute.
The conductor cleared his throat again. I looked at his pimpled face and saw that he was getting annoyed of the waiting.
"Fine, okay." I said. I felt Lizzie jumping up and down on the bed. Sirius gave me a huge grin.
"Same place as me, conductor." he said to the man. He glared at us and turned around to go tell the driver. I swear, the guy needs an attitude adjustment.
After couple of minutes of swaying on the bed, the bus came to an abrupt stop. It shocked me so much by surprise, that I would have hit my head on the bed in front of me if Sirius hadn't held me back. I told him thanks and readjusted myself on the bed.
"Black, Sirius!" yelled the conductor up front. He seemed relieved that we were getting off the bus.
"Alright, lets go." he said. Lizzie and I followed him out of the bus and outside a large house. It looked like it had three stories and a tower. I was amazed.
"Whoa, this place is huge!" Lizzie said loudly behind me. I rolled my eyes at her. She never knew when to keep her big mouth shut.
"Well, come on. Let's go," he said to us. He marched up to the door and opened. I came in last, behind Lizzie, cause one I was reluctant to go in, and two I was starting to feel dizzy and weak.
When I went in the house, I was amazed. The house was really beautiful. There was a staircase on either side of the room and there was a door to the right that goes straight into the kitchen. In the back of the room, there were large windows that looked out into the backyard. There were also french doors leading out into the backyard.
I heard a door open, and there I saw James, with his messy raven black hair and sea blue eyes.
"Hey Padfoot, where have you..." He stopped at the sight of me and my sister.
"What are you doing here?" we both asked each other at the same time. We didn't say it meanly; we were surprised to see each other there.
"I live here." he said to me confused. I gaped at him.
"What? Sirius says that he lives here with his mum and dad."
"I do. Those other uncivil people that are related to me are not my parents. They never have and they will never be. James' parents took me in and I consider them as my parents." Sirius said sternly.
I was totally shocked. Why does Sirius hates his real parents so much? I didn't ponder on this long enough cause I started to sway. I was getting really dizzy and everything started to get real blurry. I remember falling, but a strong pair of hand catching me. Then I heard yelling and then I blacked out. But the weird thing is what happened when I woke up a few hours later.
When I woke up, I was in a very large bedroom. I mean it was huge. The walls are a slight purple color and the comforter has light blue, green and purple stripes on it. On the left side of the room, there are huge window and there were french doors leading out onto a balcony and into the dark night.
I felt someone's hand touching mine and I was surprised to see it was James'. His head was on the bed, his eyes closed lightly sleeping. I couldn't really believe it. He was actually worried about me? Why? I haven't been exactly nice to him over the past six years and here he is, worried about me? I looked down at what I am wearing and I am wearing my favorite pjs. A red and orange tank top with bold red, white, blue, orange, green and striped pants that is slightly to long for my figure. My sister probably changed me (hopefully!). I 'm glad that I was wearing them.
I try to sit up with out waking James but I don't succeed. He starts to stir and his eyes become open. I looked at his eyes and he looked back at mine. I was so surprised of what I saw. I saw caring, compassion, and concern. I guess you can say the three c's. I forgot what they made up, April told me a while ago. But I can't remember what. Well, anyways, I slightly smiled at him and look at my hand that he was grasping. I guess he saw this cause he let go right away.
"Sorry," he said quietly to me. "How are you feeling?" he asked me. I told him that I was fine and feeling better. I asked him what happened.
"I saw you start to sway, and you did look very pale and then you started to fall so I ran over to you and caught you before you hit the ground. I told Sirius to get my mum and he did. She when she took of you jacket, your back and the back of your top was covered in blood. So she took out the pieces of glass and magically healed your back. Then I carried you to your room and Lizzie and my mum helped you changed and they put you into bed."
I didn't know what to say. "Ah...um...thanks. Were you here the whole time?"
"No, I came back in after you were changed and..."
"Why did you stay with me? After all those years of me being mean to you and you are here, being nice to me? Why?"
I looked at him and saw that he was a bit hesitant of telling me the answer. But I really wanted to know.
"Well...to tell you the truth, I was scared. You were there in my arms, all pale and there was blood all over you..." He dropped his gaze.
Let me tell you everyone (but no is going to read this so why do I put this?) I couldn't believe my ears. James Potter? Scared? For me? This was becoming really weird. I suddenly really didn't have any hate for him at that moment. Weird, huh? After all I said about him in my last one or two entries (no strength to turn pages...) I actually felt different about him. Like I wanted him to be my friend or something. But I had no clue what to say. But, he said something first (thankfully!).
"Look, Evans, I really hate us not getting along. I really want us to make a truth and be friends. Its bad enough that all of our friends get along with each other and we are the only people that cannot get along. We are on the same Quidditch team and we don't even get along on the pitch. I mean, our sisters are best friends with each other!"
I looked down at him. His eyes were really pleading for this to work. I tried to look beyond it, to see if he was pulling another one of his mean jokes but I saw nothing else.
And what he said was true, I mean my friends get along with James' friends, but we don't get along at all. It was also hard to play Quidditch and be mad at him at the same time. Maybe it was time that I put my differences aside and actually become friends with James Potter.
"Okay, James, I'll do it," I said to him weakly.
"You will? And you called me James?" I laughed.
"Well, if we are going to be friends, we have to at least call each other by our real names." I saw his grin and I laughed again. He looked absolutely delighted.
We talked a bit more about random things until his mother came in the door. She was really nice. She had the same blue eyes as James, but had red hair.
Then she told James to go away so I could get some more sleep. He took my hand and squeezed it once and walked out of my room. Mrs. Potter then told me I could stay here for the rest of the summer, if my sister and I need a place to stay. I wasn't planning to go back to my parent's house anytime soon, so I told her that both Lizzie and I could stay. She then left the room, but not before she put my school bag on my bed. So I got my journal out and now here I am writing to you. I'm going to go to sleep. I feel really tired, so nighty night and bye!
Whoa. That was probably the longest I have ever written. I came back from surgery and my throat hurts like hell. (I got my tonsils out). Don't worry, I'll be writing a lot since there is nothing else to do in this house besides sleep. Please Read and Review! I want to know what you think! -blue
