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A/N-Hello! Sorry about the messed up chapter numbers at the beginnings of the chapters! I thought I fixed them, but apparently not and I'm too lazy right now to go back and fix it right away so just go by the clicky chapter thingy to figure out what # the chapter is? Kay? Ok well guess what? The Marauders and Lily and her friends are finally in France! Yay! Review! Too many exclamation marks! Yay! E.D.J.
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anniePADFOOT-I'm glad you think Lily's not perfect. I think in this story she's kind of obsessive, orderly, and a bit bossy so not perfect.
Ketchup Chip-Yeah I feel a bit sorry for Peter, but not very much.
Ch. 8- Welcome Holidaymakers!
Once they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, Mrs. Jones pulled a small container of glittering powder from her purse giving all four of the girls a handful.
"Our home is Number 93 Azure Drive," said Mr. Jones. "We'll be apparating home in a few hours."
After Emmeline and Hestia had disappeared, Lily threw her handful of powder on the fire and the flames turned a bright green. Lily stepped into the fire and cried, "Number 93 Azure Drive!"
She spun dizzily until she fell onto cold hard brick. Lily scrambled up and over to where Emmeline and Hestia were standing just as Monica appeared out of the fire.
"Ow!" said Monica as she landed very hard on her knees.
"Welcome Mademoiselles," said a smoky voice and the girls whirled around a saw a slender witch with dark brown eyes and obviously dyed red curls.
"This is our housekeeper Angeline," said Hestia and then she rapidly began speaking in French with the red-haired witch.
"Zis way please," said Angeline and the girls followed her through the cavernous house gaping at the numerous lavishly decorated rooms (Well Hestia wasn't gaping because it was, in fact, her own house).
Angeline was very chatty saying things like, "Mademoiselles you like 'ogwarts no? I went to Beauxbatons not long ago and it is so wonderful zer. I miss it vairy much." and "Your hair is vairy much like mine. You are Lily are you not?"
"Er... yeah. How'd you know?" asked Lily uncomfortably thinking that her hair looked much better than Angeline's since the fact was that Lily's hair was naturally red.
"Mademoiselle Jones gave me a description of 'er friends before you came 'ere," replied Angeline.
"Ah 'ere we are!"
She pushed open a white door into a comfy sitting room complete with large bay windows looking out on the ocean.
"We're fine now. Thanks Angeline," said Hestia.
Angeline nodded and left the room.
"Blimey Hestia! You're loaded!" squeaked Monica staring out the window.
"Yeah it's dead useful isn't it?" said Hestia lightly. "Do you want to see your rooms?"
She pointed to three doors leading off of the sitting room and said smirking, "Go nuts! Claim a room girls!"
All three of her friends scrambled up and with only "minor" fighting figured out who was staying where.
While the other girls inspected their bedrooms, Hestia called Angeline back and asked her to magick their trunks up the stairs.
Angeline cried, "Locomotor trunks!" and all of their things flew up the stairs and she directed them into the appropriate rooms before disappearing again.
"Look at the size of the bloody closets!" shrieked Emmeline running from room to room.
Lily came out of her room and hugged Hestia asking, "How the hell do you find anything in this place?"
Hestia grinned. "Well after coming here every summer since I was five you kind of learn your way around."
Hestia said something about getting refreshments and Lily sighed happily.
"Glad to be rid of our Marauder schoolmates?" asked Emmeline as she and Monica sat down across from Lily.
"Most definitely!" chorused both Monica and Lily gladly taking bottles of Butterbeer from Hestia who disappeared to find a few more bottles.
Lily smiled and raised her bottle. "To a Potter-free summer!"
"To a Black-free summer!" added Monica.
"How about just a Marauder-free summer?" suggested Emmeline.
They all laughed and Monica and Lily clinked their bottles together toasting the occasion.
"Bugger! Didn't anyone think of making cushioned fireplaces?" moaned Sirius as his head slammed against hard brick.
"Why don't you invent that if you're such a genius, Padfoot?" said Remus absently brushing soot out of his hair.
"Hello boys!" cried a plump woman with graying hair who had just entered the room.
"Wotcher Mrs. Livingston!" declared Sirius recognizing the Potters' housekeeper and grinning charmingly at her.
"How wonderful to see you Sirius! Still the ladies' man are we?" said Mrs. Livingston raising her eyebrows as he hugged her just like he always did when he came to visit the Potters.
"And James! You look more like your father every day!" she exclaimed enveloping James in a hug.
"Remus! All those Quidditch practices are paying off! And I hear you're the prefect of this bunch!"
Remus turned slightly pink as he hugged Mrs. Livingston.
"Peter! Still as handsome as ever!" (Pause for a moment while all readers and authoress gag and vomit spectacularly all over their computer screens.
The short boy's ears turned bright red.
"Anything I can get you dears?" asked Mrs. Livingston after warmly greeting Mr. Jonathan Potter and Mrs. Arleen Potter.
"Butterbeer would be nice," said James. "We'll be upstairs."
James led his friends up to the rooms they'd be using while Sirius, Remus, and Peter dragging their trunks and things behind them.
"Make yourselves at home." James plopped himself down on a couch.
The other three boys put their things into the rooms they'd be using for the summer before collapsing into chairs next to James.
They chatted about Quidditch and the like a bit. Then suddenly, a magically magnified voice filled the air.
"James dear? I've just noticed the Joneses have arrived too. I thought it would be nice if we invited them to dinner tonight. Would you boys please go over and ask?"
James muttered "Sonorus!" and his voice was suddenly much louder.
"Alright mum. We'll go right now."
"Quietus!" he said waving his wand.
"The Joneses?" asked Peter.
"You don't mean..." Sirius looked utterly horrified.
"Yes, Hestia Jones' family lives right next to us," said James wincing slightly at his friends' terrified faces. "Our families are quite good friends. Hestia's just as nice as she is at school though she does tell me off about us annoying Evans and Longbottom unlike at school."
"Oh this will be brilliant fun," groaned Sirius. "I get to be told off! What a holiday treat!"
"Oh come on," James protested, "Hestia's the least of our worries among that group of girls."
His thoughts jumped back to Lily Evans and grimaced.
"Well let's get it over and done with," said Peter standing up.
The four boys trudged out of the house, across the sand, and up the steps of the large house situated next to the Potters'.
"I hate you rich brats," commented Remus gaping up at the Jones' home.
James punched the doorbell with a finger and loud ringing filled the air.
Meanwhile, Lily, Monica, Hestia, and Emmeline were coming down the stairs to get a tour of the lower part of the house.
The doorbell sounded and Hestia yelled "I'll get it!" before walking over and glancing absently out the front windows.
She gave a ragged gasp and her face was white as she quickly turned to face her friends.
"Are you alright Hestia?" asked Emmeline making to go over to her, but Hestia held up a hand stopping her.
"Did I mention that James Potter's family always holidays right next-door?"
"What?! No you didn't mention that!" shrieked Lily her face pale as she stared at Hestia horrified.
"Hestia! He can't be staying there for the summer!"
"Well he is." Hestia's hands were shaking. "And it looks as if he's brought his fellow Marauders this year."
"No" yelped Monica and Emmeline.
"Not them too!"
"Potter's bad enough!"
"A whole summer with them?!"
"They're out there aren't they?" said Lily her voice trembling as she pointed at the door.
"I'm afraid so." Hestia replied.
"Ok just get it over with. Open the door," stated Lily looking as if she'd rather feed herself to a Norwegian Ridgeback than face who was on the other side of the door.
All four girls trembled visibly as they assembled near the door.
Hestia gripped the handle and the door slid open silently.
"Hey Hest... Bloody hell no!"
"All four of them HERE!"
"I MUST be having a nightmare! Wake up! Wake up!"
"This is going to be the worst holiday of my life!"
Ooh cliffie! You will find out who says the last four lines in Chapter 9 so review so you can find out! Yay! The conflicts that will come from Lily and James having to spend so much time together! Tee hee! E.D.J.