Monday, August 29 Potter Mansion, My balcony, 9:17pm
This must be one of the worst days ever. Okay, maybe the day Petunia threw that picture at me was worse, but this makes it into the top three for the summer. Who knew that Petunia could be an arrogant bitch with no feelings what so ever? I didn't. Let me tell you the story that happened today:
Today, Lizzie and I were going to get our trunks from home. We were to leave at 10, but I woke up fifteen minutes before we were to leave. My stupid alarm clock didn't ring. Wonderful, huh? I took a quick five minute shower and dressed in three. My hair was wet, but I put it into a ponytail (I still cannot do magic yet...arg). By the time I was downstairs, everyone was waiting for me.
"A little late, Lily?" said Sirius.
"Ya. Thanks for bewitching my clock not to ring," I muttered at him. I was clearly in a bad mood. Who knew that it was going to get worse as the day progressed. I surly didn't.
James, Remus, Sirius and I were going to my house to pick up the trunks. Lizzie didn't want to go, she wanted to stay behind and play quidditch with her friends (the boys would never let them play). So we all took the bus (magic one) to my house. I had sent an owl to my parents ahead of time so they knew that we were coming. When we had arrived, my mom welcomed us in. She had a little surprised look on her face saying you-and-Lizzie-are-staying-with-boys? I wanted to laugh so much, but that would not be good.
I did all the introducing to both of my parents, my dad wasn't happy let me tell you, but he was trying. We all went up stairs (with the exception of my parents) and went to my room. It was a mess, I mean a mess. There were some drops of red by the door, and there were clothes all over the place. I sighed and started picking up the clothes (thankfully it was only shirts and pants!). But you should have seen the boys' faces. I would say shock was etched on each one of their faces. Of course, gullible me didn't know why, so I kept picking up what little clothes I had and throwing them in my trunk.
"This is your room?" said James, in disbelief.
"Actually this is both mine and Lizzie's room. We share cause we are not here half the time."
I looked at him, and his face told everything. It said: You all live here? Whoa, my house is so much better than this. I could just tell. I turned around and continued to put stuff away. I was kinda hurt, but I should have expected this. This was the arrogant, stuck up James Potter. James Potter, the guy who only cared about pranks, quidditch, and himself. Finally, Remus and Sirius helped me put the rest of my stuff away. James didn't do anything. He was still in disbelief about my living space. At least he helped carried the trunks (both Remus and James' birthday is in September, Sirius' is in June).
When we went downstairs, my parents and unfortunately, Petunia, was in the kitchen, drinking coffee or tea.
"So these are the people you are staying with?" said Petunia, kindly (yes, weird, I know).
I was taken back from what she said, "Yes, um, this is..." I introduced them all to her.
"Oh, that's nice, I guess. So how many times have you kissed each one?" She smiled at this comment she said. She knew that dad would go completely ballistic and would want me and Lizzie to stay home for the rest of the summer (which is like two days).
I was in complete shock. I mean COMPLETE shock. I could not believe she had just said that in front of them (the boys), let alone my own PARENTS. I was staring at her in shock, my face turning redder by the minute.
"I haven't kissed any one of them, thanks very much. I'm not a whore like you." I said back to her. Her smile faded and she started to have that angry look on her face. The same one she had the night I left.
"Oh really? Then why are they all here then? They must be your boyfriends, no doubt." she said to me. My dad's face was starting to turn red, and my mom was watching us go at it.
"They are not my boyfriends. They are friends that are boys, but I understand. You would have no clue, since you never had a boy that was your friend, let alone a boyfriend." I said coolly.
"I do to have a boyfriend," she shot back at me.
"Oh, you mean that overly large whale? I've seen him and I would never count him as a human, let alone a boyfriend," I said, grinning at her.
"Why you little..." she said. She lunged forward at me and started to punch me. I was so ready for this. I was wearing some of my quidditch pads, so I wasn't getting hurt. James and Sirius grabbed me, while Dad grabbed Petunia. She was still struggling against dad, trying to get past him, to punch me in the face. I was struggling too, trying to get away from the boys. I wanted to run.
"Lily, calm down, please." someone whispered in my ear. I didn't know who it was, but the voice did calm me down. It was soft, and pleasant. Like a protective voice or something. I stopped trying to get away and glared at Petunia.
"I should have never come. Never." I said to them. Tears were forming in my eyes. I wanted to run. Run far away. Both James and Sirius' grip slackened and I got out of their arms. I was too quick for them to grab again. I grabbed my trunk and dragged it out the door. I never want to see that bitch again. I mean never. I took out my wand and waved it in the air. Instantly, the bus arrived.
"Welcome to the..." the conductor started before I interrupted.
"Yes, I know. Can you just let me on?" I said to him.
"Fine, fine. Whatever." He stood back and I got on. A minute later, the marauders got on. They didn't talk to me which I was completely fine about. I was still fuming on what happened. The uneventful ride didn't last long, since we were the only people on bored.
When we arrived, I hurriedly took my trunk from the conductor, and dragged it inside. I saw from the window that my sister and her friends were playing quidditch, having fun, no worries, no nothing. I dragged my trunk up to my room (thankfully it wasn't all the way full and I did have some muscles since I did play quidditch) and shut the door. All of the tears I was holding in from this morning came out. Every last one of them. I heard feet walk past and voices talking.
"Can you believed what happened?" said one.
"Ya, I know. I would have gone crazy from spending time with that whore." said another. They all stopped at my door. I hoped that they didn't come in. I didn't want them to see the state I was in.
"Should we go and see her?" a voice said.
"Lets give her a little time," said another. The feet moved past my door.
I hate Petunia. I hate her! I hope I never have to see her again! And what was that thing about Potter. I mean I know that I am not as rich as him or anything, but that...ugh. I know one thing now, never trust James Potter.
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