DISCLAIMER: I have seen many a funny disclaimer, but I do not have one to use so I do not own Harry Potter, if I did I would be rich and I would be putting this story in a book as opposed to this website. I own Amanda Marciano. You cannot have her to use, nor can you use the Demangels, I do not own the idea of the Demangels, I have gotten permission from the owner to use them now... On with the story!
CHAPTER 9
I LIED TO YOU (Frikking Insane Asylum)
Breakfast was a quiet affair, because James and Lily had both disappeared. It was sort of calming. We went to Herbology. I chose a seat near the back of the greenhouse, near James and Peter and Remus (Sirius was skipping class). I sat there, ready to take notes, but a thought that I had been continuously willing away had come back into my head. 'What if they tell my secrets.' I had to come up with a way to make them not believe it. I sat there, pushing dirt with my spade...what were we supposed to be doing?...when I realized what to do. I reached down into my bag, and grabbed a notebook. Not my poems notebook but my other notebook. Full of random spells that I'd learned, spells I'd made up, Titles of books I read, Ideas I had, Quotes, plans...the usual random stuff. "Tell Marauders and Demangels that I'm a Pathological Liar." I scribbled in the corner of a page. James leaned over.
"What are you writing?" He asked. I slammed my book shut.
"Nothing." I lied.
"Well you're obviously writing something...is it by any chance about how irresistible I am?" he asked sarcastically. He ran his fingers through his hair.
"You wish." I retorted, rolling my eyes. I knew that after I told them that I was a lier that I wouldn't be able to just joke around and sit with them. It made me sad. Not upset, not hysterical, but plain old regular sad. I tried my hardest to enjoy my last real day with my new friends, but it was hard, and I knew they could tell.
After Lunch I had free period, and I decided to spend it with the Demangels. I saw Tara and Christy sitting in the common room, sewing.
"Hey." I said trying to sound cheerful, but it sounded fake, even to me. Tara and Christy looked up at me and smiled a little. They each had what looked to be a shirt sitting in their lap. Christy's was white, and Tara's was a light shade of pink.
"Where's Lily?" I asked Trying to create conversation.
"She had a meeting with Dumbledore."
"A head girl Meeting" added Tara, sounding a little bitter. I nodded, although I didn't understand 'Just smile and nod, smile and nod' It seemed that they didn't want to talk to me, and I didn't push it. I spent the time brainstorming about how to tell them I was a pathological lier.
Later that night I was still contemplating how to tell them. I was sitting on a small couch with Sirius on my rigth and Remus on my left. It was a very crowded couch. Lily Was sitting with James, on a chair, to the right of our couch. Tara and Christy were sitting with Peter, on another, bigger couch to the left of ours. They were set up in a sort of circle. I got up and sat in a chair, that was on the right of Lily and James', between theirs and Tara Christy and Peters couch. I was nervous. I had to tell them. Now. I had to tell them now when they were all together. My stomach dropped. I was nervous. I burrowed down deeper into the chair. I pulled my arms of of the armrest and folded them across my stomach. I was nervous. I let my hands slowly wrap around my middle. 'No!' I mentally told myself 'No! No! No!', but I was so nervous. I pinched my sides really hard, but no one could see. I pinched really hard, but I held my muscles firm in my face so that they wouldn't see my pain. I was nervous. I released my sides, and could tell that I had just given my self bruises. I was so nervous. I didn't care. I moved my arms, to remove the temptaion of doing it again.
"Amy, what's wrong?" asked Remus. He could see my nervousness.
"Uhhh...ubbb...eeh...Ooh.." I stuttered out sounds of nothingness. It was now or never. "I'm sorry." I said. I was too. I was really sorry about my losing them, but that isn't what I had to tell them.
"Sorry about what?" Peter tilted his head in a confused sort of way.
"I lied to you?" I said it with an almost questioning tone. I made my voice firmer, more sure. "I...I'm a pathological lier. Everything on the train, everything I said, about my dad, about how my mom died. About it all." I was in tears now. It hurt me to tell such a big lie. I was usually such an honest person. Lily look ready fro murder. She got up and stormed out the portrait hole. Tears kept streaming down my face. Automatically I turned to my right, to check out faces. Tara looked mad. Christy looked confused. Peter looked betrayed. I had to stop crying. I stood up and ran lightly on my feet up to the dormitory.
I paced back and forth for about 10 seconds. "What do I do? What do I do?" I asked myslef over and over. I half lifted the side of my shirt to see the bruises I'd left. Already purple. I touched it and it hurt….badly.
I grabbed my black leather jacket and put it on. "First stop kitchens for ice." I said to myslef. On the inside of my jacket were waterproof pockets sewn in line with the spots that always got pinched. I had put them there for ice about a year ago. I beagn to walk down the stairs. Kandie was coming up. I ducked into the first dorm to avoid her, realizing too late that it was the first year dorm.
"Amy? Why are you in here?"
"I'm hiding from my friends."
"Why?"
"I dondt want to talk about it." I said and ran out. I carefully came down the stairs. And crossed the common room. James Tara Christy and Peter had all left. Just Remus and Sirius remained.
"It's like I live in a frikkin' Insane Asylum." Remus said Plopping down into a chair. "First Lily hatre James, and she kisses him the next day. And then Amy and this lying thing." I noticed that they were still calling me Amy.
After I'd gotten my ice I figured the place they'd be least likely to look for me was the roof so I went up and out.
