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Chapter 2

The journey to Bentworth seemed interminable. Once they reached Alton, they had to get on a coach that would take them the last three miles of the journey. When they finally arrived in Bentworth, the sun was low in the sky, and a chill was in the air. Lily pulled her jacket tighter around herself, not only from the cold, but also fear. She had no idea where she was, or where she would be staying. She could hope the family she was to go to were nice.

"Hey Lils, move, you're blocking the doorway," said Remus giving Lily a nudge so he could step down from the coach.

They both moved away from the coach to survey their new surroundings. There was a pub in front of them called 'The Star Inn', behind them was a general store and post office, in the distance they could see the spire of a Church.

Just then a large man with a large moustache arrived.

"Ah, you must be the party from London?" asked the man of Miss Greer.

"That is correct, Mister...," Miss Greer replied politely.

"Name's Mister Bishop," said the large man jovially, holding out a large calloused paw towards both teachers.

"Miss Greer, and this is Mister Thompson, nice to meet you, Mister Bishop."

"Now then, if you'd like to follow me over here, we have foster parents waiting to take you home, and look after you," explained Mister Bishop kindly.

Miss Greer, and Mister Thompson, led the children towards a large grey building with long windows and a central door.

"Welcome to Bentworth town hall, follow me, this way."

He led them to a huge hall full of locals, waiting patiently for the children to arrive. The grown ups were chatting quietly amongst themselves. They all looked around as Mister Bishop entered with the children in tow.

"Okay folks, the children have arrived, if you'd like to step forward so we can line the children up, then you can take your pick."

"You're going to pick us? Like dogs at Battersea dogs home?" Lily flared indignantly.

"Lily Evans, hush," admonished Miss Greer.

Lily gave Miss Greer a mutinous look.

"Oh, er, sorry little miss, didn't mean for it to sound like that," apologized Mister Bishop.

Once Miss Greer and Mister Thompson had lined the children up, the locals stepped forward to make their choices.

Finally all the children but Lily and Remus had been chosen. A small wiry man stepped forward.

"Now then lad, you look nice and strong, just what I need. I live on a farm a mile from here, what do you say?"

Remus observed Lily a moment, he'd seen her bottom lip tremble and her teeth catch her lip.

"Can we take Lily wiv us Mister?"

"Naw lad, I live alone, it wouldn't be proper."

"Mister Peters?" enquired Mister Bishop.

"I'll take the lad, but I can't take the girl, sorry love."

"Remus, please don't leave me," said Lily tearfully.

"Now then Lily, Remus is going to go with Mister Peters, someone else will have you I'll be bound," Miss Greer said calmly.

"No, please, please don't leave me, please Remus, don't leave me," screamed Lily as Remus was led away.

Remus grimaced, he would hear Lily's screams rattle in his brain for the next week.

Lily, was the only child left. There was no left to take her, the only grown ups in the hall were Miss Greer, Mister Thompson and Mister Bishop. Lily, sunk miserably into a chair, her elbows were propped on her knees, her face in her hands. To one side the two teachers and Mister Bishop were in quiet discussion. Finally Mister Bishop moved toward Lily and crouched in front of her.

"Now then Lily, you can come and stay with me and my wife for now, until we find you some foster parents," Mister Bishop said softly and kindly.

Lily looked at the large man, he had blue eyes that twinkled, a bald head and a large grey moustache. He seemed kind, Lily hiccupped and wiped her nose on her jacket sleeve. Mister Bishop shuddered inwardly, not only because Lily had wiped her nose on her sleeve, but because she started scratching her head. 'She'll have to have a bath and hair wash' thought Mister Bishop. 'If she has nits, the missus is going to not be happy.'

"Come along love, it's getting late, lets get you home and get you fed."

Lily, grabbed her pillowcase of belongings, and stood up. Mister Bishop held out a large hand for Lily to take. Miss Greer stopped Lily for a moment.

"Now, you be a good girl for Mister Bishop, okay?"

Lily nodded miserably.