Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry. That's the reason why she's a millionaire. I don't own nothing. That's the reason why I'm a tramp.

WHITE LILIES

CHAPTER FIVE: HOUSE-ELF OR NOT?

I'm telling you, it's not easy to pretend.

Here I am, lying on my bed, pretending I'm asleep, playing dead. I have to refrain from moving too much and keep my eyes closed if there was a sudden movement in my room. But of course, I'll have to take a peek.

This was the plan Ginny told me. Stay awake all night until that lily guy shows up. When he enters my room, I'll reach for my wand or my lamp, open the lights and...gotcha! And the mystery man would no longer be a mystery! I drank a lot of coffee to prepare myself for what lies ahead. I just hope this plan works.

DONG!

The clock strikes midnight and the guy's not showing up yet. I'm beginning to think that I'm just making him up. Maybe I was wrong after all! What if he doesn't exist? Maybe it's just Dobby who's giving me those flowers, showing his gratitude for all those hats, socks, and scarves that I made for the other house-elves. Now wait a minute, if I'm right about Dobby, am I falling for a house-elf? Ugh! I'm not that thick and S.P.E.W. won't take me that far!

Then the door creaked and a narrow beam of light divided my room. I looked towards the door and a shadow entered and the door closed behind him. The room became dark again.

I couldn't move even if I tried. I was frozen right on the spot. I couldn't breathe and it seemed as if my heart stopped.

Dear me! I don't like this. I wish I don't feel so nervous. Oh, I just wish I were asleep! I wish I'm just having a dream! And when I wake up tomorrow morning, there would be white lilies on my side table. Not like this, awake and squinting in the dark, trying to see this guy.

I heard soft footsteps and I realized that he was walking around my room. I summon up all my courage and stretched my arm towards my lamp. Then I realized I forgot to move it closer to my bed! Great. Just great.

He walked towards the balcony and I could see his silhouette from here. What if Harry walked out of his room and when to the balcony, too?

I forgot to tell you. My room is connected to the Head Boy's room by the balcony. I use it sometimes to get in Harry's room if I'm too lazy to walk along the corridor and open up doors.

But my thoughts were interrupted when I heard his footsteps once more. He disappeared from the balcony. Where could he be? I stretched my arm father and leaned my body towards the edge of my bed. Still far!

Then the sound of his feet grew louder. He was coming near my bed! He was coming towards me!

I was so nervous and desperate now that I leaned more...and before I knew it, I was on the floor. I fell of my bed head first. Stars were spinning before my eyes. I heard him running and I saw his silhouette once more in the balcony and he disappeared.

I stood up, steadied myself and turned on the lights. My room came into view and nothing changed. It was still the same except for a thing on the floor. I walked closer to it and looked.

There it was, a bouquet of white lilies lying on the floor. I walked out of the balcony to check but he was gone.

But then again, at least I proved myself that I wasn't falling for a house-elf. He's real!