The Diary of Lily Audrey Potter
Chapter Twenty-Three: On the Run
Authors Note: I got my first review demanding that I update last night! I am so proud of myself! Anyway, if this chapter is too short for you...I have a twelve page, 2,000-some word chapter comming.
Disclaimer:
(Umbridge Cough)
Red and her muses would like to make the following announcment:
'We, the "authors" of this tale, DO NOT OWN the following:
Television, Monty Python, Rain, Driving Lessons, Mozart ('cuz he's dead), Sweet and Sour Chicken, Richard Marx, The Rolling Stones, Evergreen trees, Toilet paper (sadly enough), a red couch, and a bell. We also do not own all Harry Potter characters, they belong to their rightful creater, JKRowling, mummy of Harry Potter.'
Dedication: To Billie Joe Armstrong, Tre Cool, and Mike Dirnt for comming out with their new album, 'American Idiot'.
December 22nd, 9:56AM
The Living Room
I couldn't sleep past eight, so I am watching TV. Hermione is down here, sitting in Draco's lap, watching Monty Python.
In other news, Dan has been haunting the hallway outside of my door. It's scaring me. Because he is muttering something about some girl who he acted stupidly with. I don't know what his deal is, but he is scaring me.
Anyway, Dad just walked down, and said, "Lily, we need to start as soon as all this freak weather is over with." And he motioned to the window, where it is currently—raining. I swear this weather is insane. And now Draco is saying,
"Start what?"
"Driving lessons. Lily is going to learn how to drive."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, will you two shut up, I am trying to watch TV!" That was Hermione. I am just going to leave them at it, and go take a shower.
Lily
Later
The Garage
This is the only place where no one will bother me. Other wise, it's "Lily, do the dishes", "Lily, vacuum the carpet", "Lily, did you make your bed?" I mean, come on, we don't have to have this insane party. And, we have house elves. They can clean carpets, and do dishes, and make my bed. They get paid for it! But anyway, about the party...
It's stupid, because the only thing that happens at them is Luna gets drunk off of her ass, and starts singing Mozart. Yes, Mozart. Don't ask me how, she just can. And I have witnessed that event ten times, ever since she decided that after her kid turned one, it was safe to drink again. So, I have come up with and idea to get out of this party.
I'm running away. Yes, I am running away. Uncle Ron declined his invitation, (Mum sent them out in October) saying that he is staying in for the Holes. Which is fine with me, because in a few minutes I am flooing out to his house. So, ta, ta, this stupid house, I'm running away!
Lily
Later
Mum caught me rummaging around for floo powder. I managed to stuff some in my pocket before she caught me, so I am leaving in a few minutes. Bray and Jay know where I am if they need me. Everyone else, including my brothers, (The last time I tried to run away, James went to the Ministry and told on me. We were six) Are clueless.
Lily
December 23rd, 2:32 AM
The couch in Ron's flat
Actually, there are six couches in this flat, and I am sitting on the white one. Ron's not home, and hasn't been for the past six hours that I have been here. I got hungry, so I ordered some sweet and sour chicken, and ate that, and that was three hours ago. I wonder what a bi bloke can do in the middle of the holiday season?
Lily
Later
The Guest Room
Ron came home...four hours after my last entry. He saw me, and was about to go floo my parents, when I jumped on him, tackled him to the ground, stole his bag of floo powder, and threw it out into the rain. And then Ron went,
"Hey! That was my last bag!"
My reply was, "Too bad."
"Why are you here anyway?"
"I ran away."
"Did you tell James?"
"No."
"Good, you're learning. I tried to run away when I was three, but Fred and George had glued a bell on me, so I didn't get too far."
"Oh."
"I suppose you can stay here...nobody's coming over for Christmas. So, the guest bedroom's yours."
He is so easy to convince. And I didn't even have to say anything! Really, I didn't. So anyway, I should eat something, and it smells like food...
Lily
Later
Ron took me shopping today. He was like, "You're here, so lets go out." I spent three hours at some punk boutique, and then we went to this store dedicated to Bi people. And then, we came home, and now, I feel...crazy. Like, I feel like doing something completely insane...but I don't know what. Hum...oh...I know...
Lily
Later, 1:23 AM
My "Room"
I went out and toilet papered all the evergreen trees in the neighborhood. I know, it sounds really stupid and something a third year from America would do, but I heard them talking about it, and it sounded fun. I think I am going to go dance about in the living room to loud Rolling Stones music. That sounds like fun.
Ten minutes later
The Kitchen
Ron said that because my mum is weird, both Dumbledore and him are my godparents. So, really, I have every right to be here. Only, I want to strangle Ron, because he is playing Richard Marx, and he sucks, and I want to destroy the CD...anyway...it's Christmas Eve.
Ron just asked me if I have any nice clothes, and I said yeah, I brought the dress I was going to wear to Mum's party tonight. And he said; well, good, because we are going to Church tonight. Only, I've never been to Church before...
Lily
Breakfast
Abby showed up. She was like, "Lily! I found you!" And then hugged me. What I want to know is how she found me. I left no trace as to where I was going. So, how did she find out? I mean, if she, a woman who has resorted to alcoholism to get over a bloke, can find, what about Mum? Or even worse, Dan, or, even more horrible than him—Adonis? I mean I ran away to not have to deal with all that, and look where I am now.
Eww...Abby and Ron have suddenly jumped on each other, and are making out...and now, Ron is carrying her to his room...I don't think he is Bi anymore...okay, that's disgusting. It really is. I don't want to watch my uncle and my teacher go at it. This is nasty.
The doorbell is ringing. Ron should get that. He knows I can't answer the door, because it might be my parents, and then they would find out that Ron was hiding me here, and then my life would be over. This sucks. Nobody is getting the door. WILL SOMEONE GET THE FLOGGING DOOR????
I guess not. So I will have to get it myself.
Lily
Later, 12:02 PM
On the red couch
The person at the door Gasp...
Dan.
Yes, he followed Abby here, figuring that she went after me. So this time when I go to the door, I just stand there. And then Dan says, "Lily, I am sorry about being a complete idiot. I know, I don't know what came over me, and..." Okay, if you thought that's what happened, you really have been reading too many romance novels. Actually, he went, "Oh...hello."
And then I went, "Hi."
"Um...can I come in? I need to ask you something."
"Okay." And we went and sat in the living room. (Ron is an auror. He makes lots of money and has a HUGE flat.)
"Can I say I'm sorry?"
"For what?"
"Being stupid."
"Okay..."
"I was—I don't know how to say it. I mean, I love you, I really do. But, for a while, it was like—"
"Yeah, I know how you feel."
"You do?"
"Yeah, I do."
"So...you want to try it again?"
And then I snogged him. So, I have a boyfriend again. Which is awesome, because it has been really lonely without Dan, and not talking to him, and trying to get over him and everything. So, now, I don't have to worry about that, because I can just pull him into small rooms and make out as long as I want to.
All because... I HAVE A BOYFRIEND AGAIN!!!!
End Notes: My best friend, the one who slapped me for breaking them up, was screaming when this happened.
Next Chapter: CHRISTMAS!!!!!!