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:Chapter Six: Boys, Songs, And NoteBooks
I finally went to bed that night, or rather morning, very tired. I had finished the song, but I was tired when I wrote it so I didn't know whether he'd like it or not. I fell asleep only to dream of what would happen if Oliver though it was idiotic. Showing people my music usually doesn't phase me. My poetry, yes, but my music, never before. So upon waking up I decided not to mention anything about it, so that unless he brought it up I wouldn't have to show him.
I got up, showered, and got dressed. I had still woken earlier than everyone else so I went back to the bathroom and did my make-up which took a grand total of seven minutes, and two of those were spent crying cause I poked myself in the eye with my clear mascara. I don't wear much make-up. The stuff I wear is for accentuating features not covering up my face like most girls do. I was feeling a little crazy that morning so I did my hair in countless braids and curls and then did a charm to make my hair shimmer so I looked like an empress. I went back to my closet and picked up my scarlet peasant shirt with gold trimming and my scarlet floor length skirt that also had golden trim. Next was shoes, I have a collection of shoes, but it consists mostly of flip flops. I chose my golden colored ones and picked out a bangle and some earrings. Then I changed my nose ring, from a crystal set in silver to one set in gold.
Every once in a while I feel like going all out for absolutely no reason and today was one of those days. I stepped in front of the mirror. I looked like I was a Lady from Camelot brought to the twenty-first century. I smile as I looked in the mirror, my necklace had already changed color to match my outfit. That was a neat little charm I learned back home. I heard the others waking up so I grabbed my wand and left. They seemed a lot happier upon awakening this morning than they did the other day. I was kind enough to charm my boom box not to leak outside of the room it was in.
I rushed down to the Great Hall for breakfast. I was absolutely famished. I walked in and sat down next to Katie, Alicia, and Angelina and began to fill my plate with scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, and toast. The girls all commented on my outfit and asked where I got it.
"Well, my friend Nykole designs clothes and stuff for a hobby. She did this outfit for me, and she did some others at the same time for our friends. She's really good at it." I said.
The girls complimented her work and then we turned the conversation back to one of their favorite subjects, guys.
"So, since when have you and Fred been going out?" Katie asked Angelina who nearly spat her food out from surprise.
"Katie!" she said. "Do you not understand the word secret?" Angie asked.
"Come on, Lilith's not gonna tell anyone. Are you?"
"Nope." I said.
"Well, okay. For about three weeks. We met up in Diagon Alley and hung out." She said.
"Who's that?" I asked as I pointed to a guy that walked into the room. "Pretty cute butt." I said acting like it was no big deal and continued to eat my breakfast. The girls started cracking up.
"You're right, he does. That's Terrence Higgs, Slytherin seventh year. Used to be seeker on his house team until Malfoy bought his way on the team. You should go talk to him." Alicia said.
"I might, after I eat, of course. Hey, so how long does Oliver sleep in on Sundays?" I asked looking at my watch.
"I dunno, prolly really late. Who knows. Why?" said Alicia.
"I was just wondering. I'm supposed to teach him the guitar. Of course that only works when he keeps him hormones in check." I said laughing. The girls laughed to.
"Yeah, he's like that at times. I think he likes you, I'm surprised he hasn't like already snogged the living daylights out of you." Laughed Angie.
"Well, I've managed to keep him at bay." I said looking up and grinning at them to see their reaction when they realized Oliver and I were well, whatever we were. They were shocked and laughing. Katie mentioned how she didn't think that any girl that Oliver had had his eye on had kept him a bay before.
"Speak of the devil. Here he comes." Said Katie.
"Well girls," I said getting up, "it looks just about time to go introduce myself to Mr. Higgs." I finished with a sly grin on my face. And with that I walked over to the Slytherin table. When I went up to sit next to Terrence I saw Oliver interrogating the girls on why I came over here. Apparently they told him because I saw his face get red. I turned before he could see me looking at him. There weren't many people at the Slytherin table, only six or seven, so I had no delays getting to Terrence.
"Hi, I don't believe we've been introduced. I'm Lilith." I said as I sat down.
"I'm Terrence Higgs." He replied. We had a nice conversation for about twenty minutes. He even escorted me out of the great hall. "I'm glad to have met you. Too bad more Gryffindors aren't like you." He said grinning.
"Well, the same for Slytherin. The only encounter I had with your housemates wasn't the greatest experience." I said smiling.
"I heard." He said with a small laugh. "All the more reason I'm surprised you aren't in Slytherin. From what you say, you seem more fit for it than Gryffindor."
"Ah, well, I'm sure there are reasons." Just then I heard Oliver walk over to us. Terrence glanced over and had decided this was a good time to leave.
"Good day, milady." He said kissing my hand and bowing over it like a courtier of old. I had told him of my love of that particular era in history, and he played well off of it.
"Adieu, good sir." I said waving as he walked out of the Great Hall and to the left. I could sense Oliver's anger and I didn't want him to blow up here so I acted like nothing happened and walked out of the hall to the right, Oliver not a step behind me. I smiled to myself. Oliver reached out his hand on my shoulder to stop me. I turned around.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Well, well what was that?!" he said.
"What was what?"
"That. Right there, with him."
"Oh, that. That was nothing. Terrence and I are friends now. Why?"
"Friends?! I don't think he has friendship in mind. And by the looks of it, how you were charming him, I don't think friendship is what you had in mind either!"
"Why so worked up about it? Even what you said was true, why are you so concerned?" I asked still in the same calm tone. I told him I'd get him back for the tickling.
"Why? Well, I wonder why?! Because I thought you liked me! That's why! Because I like you, that's why!" he said getting really red.
"Oh, you like me? That's so sweet. I think like you too, but you know, you really need to watch your temper." I said cupping his chin in my hands and leaning closer. "Especially when I'm getting revenge on you." I said as my face broke into smile and I bolted up the stairs to get a head start. As soon as what I said sunk in he was off in hot pursuit.
"Why you little!" he yelled as he ran after me.
"That's what you get for tickling me!" I said turning my head round to see him as I ran. I kept running until I checked over my shoulder and he was nowhere to be found. I smiled as I slowed to a walk. I beat him. I turned my head back to the front to see where I was headed. Something stopped me. I had just run smack dab into Oliver. I looked straight into his eyes and at the same time reached down and took off my shoes. I run faster without them. Then I smiled, turned right around and ran to the common room. When I arrived I sat down in a chair and waited. Not a minute later he came in looking around wildly. He walked over to me, out of breath and pointed his finger at me.
"You!" he said gasping and out of breath.
"I told you not to mess with me." I said with a smile. He waved his arms in the air like a mad man and went to his dorm. Leaving people staring at me.
"Forgot to take his medicine." I said simply and walked up to my dorm. I took a nap, I wasn't feeling to well. I woke up much later judging by the sleeping forms in their beds in the room. I now awake and refreshed grabbed my guitar and stuff and headed downstairs. I couldn't still believe I was so off on my sleeping pattern. Well guess who I found there, Oliver.
"Hey." I said. He turned around in his chair to see me standing on the stairs.
"Yeah, hey." He said sounding a little aggravated.
"Look I'm sorry about today, I didn't know you'd get so worked up." I said.
"It's fine. Just forget about it." he said as I came to sit across from him but he still sounded a bit put off.
"I have something for you. Just listen okay, and no laughing. This song means a lot from me." I said swallowing my pride. Now that I'd said it, I'd have to do it. I quickly tuned my guitar. Then gathering the last of my courage I sang, very quietly.
I don't know what to think
I don't know what to feel
Last time I was betrayed
And I don't think I have healed
But into my life you came
Distraction with a kindly face
Wounds are still festering deep
But with you now I feel safe
But control is now an issue
I'll never be used again
I don't know if I'll ever trust
Even with such a friend
How can I?
When I've been betrayed
Used beyond belief
How can I?
When I feel hope is gone
And I'm all alone
How can I?
When we just met
And I know not of you
How can I?
Yet you make it seem
I can with you
But understand where I come
I have scars that are yet unhealed
Placed upon my soul
For myself alone to deal
To love again will take much time
Do you have enough to spare?
I'll be standing where I am
But will you be nowhere?
Know that if I trust you now
You too must not take light
For life has dealt me may battles
And I will stand to fight
How can I?
When I've been betrayed
Used beyond belief
How can I?
When hope is gone
And I'm all alone
How can I?
When we just met
And I know not of you
How can I?
Yet you make it seem
I can with you
Well, so much for my courage. The minute I finished I ran upstairs to my bed, not even glancing up to see his face. I even left behind my notebook with a teardrop on it. The only evidence that I had ever cried. For I never cry in public. I ran back to my bed and cried into my pillow. I had a restless and dream filled sleep that night. Memories from home filtered their way into my dreams. I didn't wake until after the other girls went down for breakfast. What a way to start your first day of lessons. I got up and showered and dressed in black as it both befitted my mood and helped my blend into the rest of the students. I wanted to be let be today. I grabbed my books and noticed my notebook wasn't there. In a state of panic I rushed down the stairs and searched the entire common room for it. No luck. Then I realized where it must be. Oliver. He must have taken it, this thought almost knocked me over. If he saw what I wrote in there, I would die. I ran back upstairs and grabbed my stuff and then ran full speed to the great Hall.
"Where is he?" I asked the table, in a fit.
"Who, where is who?" asked Harry.
"Oliver, he took my-" I started but never finished it. I fainted.