August 12th, 2014
In room, still steamed
Dear Diary,
Who knew my life could be filled with so much drama? Oh wait: I did.
I am still not speaking to my brother, and probably won't again for a long time. He treated me like a child; that is not something easily forgiven.
Theresa knows something's wrong but she's too busy snogging Marshall to care.
Oh NASTY! I just had an awful mental picture of those two attached at the mouth! I bet Theresa's a terrible kisser, and she's one of those people who don't know where to put their hands…
Suddenly, I care again. In fact, I care very much that they could be snogging as I write this.
Theresa MUST DIE!
No, Lila. Bad Lila!
Jeez, I feel weird. It's like I have this monster inside me that wants to rip Theresa's guts out and stomp them into the ground. Its growl sounds something like, "My Marshall! My Marshall! MY MARSHALL!"
But what about Heath?
It is odd that he would lie about my brother. He could have just said he wanted to meet me.
Or maybe someone else told him to go meet their sister and he got the wrong room.
But then wouldn't he have known he'd gotten it wrong when I said Jamie's name? Surely he knew the name of the person who sent him here.
I don't like this. Jamie's gotten me curious too. I'll just call Heath's room and ask him to meet me somewhere. I want to talk to him face-to-face about this.
August 12th, 2014
My room
Dear Diary,
Well it's all set. I'm meeting Heath in the basement in 10 minutes. Don't know why he wants to meet there, but he probably has a good reason.
I think I'll take my wand, though. Just in case.
August 12th, 2014
In the hotel lobby surrounded by family, Malfoys, and Aurors
Dear Diary,
Holy CRACKERJACKS!
You will not believe what happened!
It'll take a bit, but I want to tell you the whole story, so here it is.
I walked down to the basement quickly, all the while feeling like I was being followed.
When I got there, it was pitch-black and I couldn't find a light switch. I longed to light my wand, but I couldn't, because I am underage. Sheesh.
I waited for what felt like several hours. The darkness seemed to be closing in on me. I breathed faster, then stopped altogether when I heard a rustle in front of me. I was all, Screw the rules! and lit my wand anyway.
Me: Lumos! (wand ignites and shines on a face in front of me. Someone covers my mouth from behind before I can scream)
Heath: (VERY Hannibal Lector-ish) Hello, Lila.
Me: MMMM!
Heath: (takes my wand) Let her speak.
Me: Heath! What the knickers is going on?
Heath: A. My name's not Heath. B. I am going to kill you.
Me: What? (pause) Just out of curiosity, what is your name?
Heath: Rupert.
Me: Rupert? Oh, hahahahaha- (bloke from behind clamps hand over mouth once again)
Bloke: Enough! Finish this now!
Rupert: Patience. First, I would like her to know everything.
Bloke: (sighs) Why?
Rupert: (glares daggers at him) You would do well not to question my authority.
Me: (bloke's grip loosens and I am able to speak to him) You know, you shouldn't let him talk to you like that. He's what, half your age? You need to stand up for yourself. What would all your mates say if they knew you were taking orders from a teenager with a swotty name?
Rupert: Shut her up!
Bloke: No! I think she's got a point.
Rupert: (sighs, rolls his eyes, and points my wand at bloke) Imperio! (lowers wand) Now, shut her up.
(hand over mouth once again)
Rupert: I was assigned to the most exhausting task of gaining your trust and getting close to you. For weeks, I followed you, read your diary, listened to your conversations… Oh yes. (grins at my bulging eyes) I read your diary. You are an interesting girl, Lila. And this boy, this Marshall with whom you are so infatuated… His grandfather was a Death Eater, was he not? I'm sure the Dark Lord is most anxious to get his hands on him.
Me: (I bite down on bloke's hand and am able to speak) What are you talking about? Lord Voldemort's gone. I'm sure you remember the infamous showdown in which my dad kicked Moldy Voldy's ever-loving ass, oui?
Rupert: (creepy, narrowed eyes) Watch what you say, girl.
Me: Girl? Please, boy, you are the same age I am.
(Rupert growls, me shut up)
Rupert: Yes, your father did kill the previous Dark Lord, in a dazzling display of blind luck and bumbling idiocy. But He was nothing compared to the new Dark Lord.
Me: New Dark Lord?
Rupert: Yes.
(silence as I ponder this terrifying thought)
Rupert: Well, I believe I've told you quite enough. Prepare to die, Miss Potter. (lifts wand, but is suddenly pushed from behind by invisible force. Wand tip goes out and room is plunged into darkness. I elbow bloke, he lets go, I search for wand, someone grabs me from behind, lights wand)
Rupert: (shines light over bloke on floor, then everywhere else) Who's there?
Jamie: (appears from under invisibility cloak, wand at the ready) Let her go, Rupert!
Rupert: (laughs maniacally; have bad feeling this is his breaking point) So, Brother has come to rescue Sister. The question is, James, how far must Brother go? How far will Brother go? Hmmm? Come now, James. Why, you're Harry Potter's son! You have a plan, don't you? (Pause as Jamie doesn't answer) Well, what a pity. Son fails to follow in Daddy's footsteps. (Jamie comes toward us) Don't do it, James. This is my game, and my rules. The first rule is: make any mistakes, and Sister pays the price.
Jamie: What do you want?
Rupert: Oh, what everyone wants. Lucius Malfoy's son and grandchildren in my custody, and all the Potters dead.
Me: Jamie, just go get Dad and the Ord- uh, others. Just go, I'll be fine.
Jamie: (locks eyes with me) I won't leave you, Lila.
Rupert: Touching, James. But what shall Brother do now? Left alone to challenge nasty Rupert.
Jamie: I'm not afraid of you.
Rupert: Only a fool wouldn't be. Well, I do admire your valor, James. So I shall make you this offer: one Potter must die tonight. I will allow you to choose whom.
(horrified silence)
Rupert: Tick tock James. Make your decision, or I'll choose for you. (points wand at my face)
(Jamie struggles for a few moments, looking at me desperately, hoping to think of a plan)
Rupert: Avad-
Jamie: Wait! Me, Rupert, I choose- myself.
Rupert: (gives disappointed sigh) Very well. You should be happy to know, James, that you are most assuredly your father's son. I will greatly enjoy killing you. (grabs my chin, looks into my eyes) Brother cares for Sister quite a lot to sacrifice himself. Now you can go the rest of your life believing it is your fault he's dead. And trust me, darling. (kisses me on lips) It is. (throws me to the side, points wand at Jamie's chest) Drop your wand. (Jamie drops it reluctantly. I try to reach him) Renfield, hold her back. (bloke grabs me once again, I struggle as hard as I can) Rather poetic, isn't it? One twin killed by the other's wand?
Me: Jamie! You can't do this!
Jamie: Lila-
Rupert: Keep her quiet, Renfield. I want to enjoy this in silence.
(hand over mouth again, big surprise. Suddenly, I hear Jamie's voice in my head)
Jamie: Lila, just let me do this.
Me: Jamie, please, we can beat him…
Jamie: What has Dad told us time and again?
Me: He didn't mean in this situation-
Jamie: He said, "There are times when you must fight, and times when it's best to admit your defeat."
Me: Jamie, NOT NOW! YOU CAN'T DO THIS, YOU CAN'T DIE FOR ME… we were supposed to go together, remember? When we were kids, when we were really close, we always said that we'd go to Heaven on the same day…
Jamie: We also promised that if God decided one of us should go first, they would wait for the other. I'll wait for you, Lila.
Me: You're my big brother.
Jamie: Only by two minutes.
Me: I love you, James.
Jamie: I love you, Lilian. I'll be waiting.
Me: (I say in mind, then shove Renfield's hand off and scream it) NO!
Rupert: (smiles evilly at me, turns back to Jamie) Avada kedav-
Me: (using all my strength, I break free of Renfield's hold and run to Jamie's side) Jamie, I won't let you do it! (I smile halfheartedly) I'm the one with a penchant for the dramatic, remember? I'm the one you always call a martyr. You stupid jackass, you're stealing my thunder… (am sobbing now)
Rupert: Two Potters, is it? Oh no, can't have that. Brother made his choice. (Renfield grabs me again, and pulls me away) And Sister has broken one of my rules. You made a mistake, now Brother will pay. (talking to Jamie) I was going to make your death short and painless, but now I think that some pain is in order. Crucio!
(Jamie's yells fill the basement, I sob harder)
Me: Jamie, no!
(Jamie falls to his knees, breathing heavily)
Rupert: Crucio!
(Jamie jerks, falls backwards, and yells. Suddenly, Dad Apparates in and points his wand at Rupert)
Dad: (MIGHTY pissed) Get-away-from-my-children.
Rupert: (laughs gleefully) Ah, Daddy has joined the game. But how did Daddy know we were playing?
Dad: I heard my son screaming, you asshole. How dare you-
Rupert: Careful, careful. Daddy doesn't know the rules.
Me: Dad, I'm sorry, I never should have trusted him…
Dad: It's not your fault, Lila. You couldn't have known.
Rupert: Enough. Terribly sorry, Daddy- well, actually, I'm not- but your son has made his choice.
Dad: What choice?
Rupert: I allowed him to choose which Potter would die tonight. In true Potter form, he chose himself. Now relax, Daddy. (points wand at Dad, his wand flies out of his hand, thick cords appear and bind him) I hope you both enjoy the show.
Me: Oy, Rupert! (I smack Renfield's face with the back of my head, pull away, grab my dad's wand and point it at Rupert, alarmingly quickly) Enjoy that show?
Rupert: (laughs insanely) Very good, Lila! Not so helpless after all, are we?
Me: I guess not. (seriously, am very surprised at myself right now, didn't know I could do that)
Rupert: A duel, then. Between two most worthy opponents.
Me: I'm not going to fight you.
Rupert: Oh Lila, you disappoint. I thought you would at least be brave enough to try. Well, if you're not going to fight me, I guess I'll just have some fun with Daddy and Brother. (points wand at them)
Me: Fine! You want to fight me so badly? Bring it on, Ferret-face. (we start circling; you know, classic dueling schmaltz)
Rupert: I'm going to enjoy this.
Me: Only if you like getting your ass kicked. And by a girl, too.
Rupert: (snarls and points his wand at me) Imperio!
Me: Protego! Locomotor Mortis! (his legs lock together and he falls to the ground)
Rupert: (crawling to reach fallen wand) You will pay for that you little bi-
Me: Ah ah ah. Watch that language young man. Petrificus Totalus!
And just like that, I won the duel. I know; rather anticlimactic. But my adventure in the basement wasn't over yet.
(I go over to Dad and Jamie. I untie Dad, but he's out cold. Unsure of what to do, I stand from my crouched position and turn around. Am suddenly face-to-face with a very pissed off Renfield, who has a bloody nose)
Renfield: YAAAAAH! (showing surprising strength, he lifts me up and throws me into the opposite wall. There's a cracking noise and my dad's wand light goes out. I see Renfield's moving toward me, so I kick out my leg. He grunts, falls, and I grab his wand)
Me: Dormio! (he starts snoring. I look angrily at my dad's broken wand) Damn it. (I shove myself up and go to Dad and Jamie) Wingardium Leviosa! (nothing happens) Brilliant. (I look closer, and find that Renfield's wand is wrapped all wonky with Spell-o-Tape. A unicorn hair pokes out the end) Ruddy twit. Try getting one that was made in this century. (I break wand, toss it, pocket my dad's wand, and grab Jamie, deciding there's no point looking for my wand in the dark. Then I grab Dad and I hoist them both up so they're leaning on me. I stumble my way through the darkness and to the stairs)
Well, I made slow progress up the stairs, and when I finally got to the door, it took all my remaining strength to shove it open. Right as I did, I heard Mum scream, and felt her grab me. Some Healers took Jamie and Dad. Suddenly, I felt lightheaded and dizzy. The world tipped, and faded to black.
I woke up a few minutes later, Marshall and Theresa looking down at me.
Theresa: You're awake! (hugs me)
Marshall: Nice to know you're still with us, Lilac.
Me: Yeah. Where's Dad and Jamie?
Marshall: Still getting the once-over from some Healers.
Theresa: Lila, what happened down there? No one's told us a thing.
Me: Well, the short and short of it is, I made a HUGE mistake in trusting that filth Rupert.
Marshall and Theresa: Who?
Me: Heath.
Theresa: Oh yeah, we saw him and this other bloke being taken away. We thought they were going to St. Mungo's.
Me: Azkaban, more like. Rupert- you know, Heath- is a Death Eater.
Theresa: (completely shocked) No!
Me: Yah, and the other bloke, he was too. Name was Renfield.
Marshall: What'd they do to Jamie and your dad?
Me: (am very quiet now, and not looking at either of them) Rupert tortured Jamie with the Cruciatus.
Marshall: (angrily) What!
Theresa: Oh my God.
Me: Jamie saved my life. Rupert told him that a Potter needed to die, and he had to choose. He chose himself.
Theresa: Then he was the one who we heard… Oh, Merlin.
Me: I'm so stupid. I should've listened to him. He knew Heath- Rupert, was a bit off.
Marshall: You're not stupid, you're human. Everybody makes mistakes.
Me: Not like this. Not mistakes that almost cost their brother his life.
Marshall: Quit beating yourself up. I'm sure now your relationship will be stronger than ever.
Theresa: (slightly uncomfortable) Um, that reminds me. Lila, Jamie and I got to talking. And there's one relationship I believe must come to an end. (looks at Marshall) I think we should break up, Marshall. (he looks surprised) I'm sorry! It's just that Jamie told me that… uh… (looks back and forth between Marshall and I) I've got to go. (gets up off of floor and runs away)
Marshall: I wonder what on Earth Jamie told her.
Me: I think I know.
(silence)
Me: Could you help me up?
Marshall: Sure. (helps me up) Hey. (I look into his eyes) Go talk to your brother, okay?
Me: (I nod) 'Kay. (I walk over to Dad and Jamie)
Dad: Lila! Thank Merlin you're all right! (hugs me) How in the world did you manage to beat both Rupert and Renfield, and carry the two of us up those stairs?
Me: Well, I'm pretty sure I pulled something in the process… Just trust me when I say it wasn't easy.
(I look at Jamie, and he looks back)
Both of Us: I'm sorry! (we smile)
Me: Um, let me go first, okay? You were right; I shouldn't have trusted Rupert. It was a bonehead thing to do. And I don't think that I'll ever stop being amazed at the fact that you almost died for me.
Jamie: What's so amazing? You're my baby sister.
Dad: Jamie, don't you dare belittle what you did down there. It was a very brave thing to do, and I've never been prouder.
Jamie: Really? Prouder than the time I invented enchanted snot and wreaked havoc on the Slytherins?
Dad: (smiling) Yes, even prouder than when you did that.
Me: Anyway… I still can't believe it. I didn't know you, or anyone, cared enough about me to sacrifice themselves.
Dad: (surprised) Honey, you should know that nearly anyone in this lobby would do that for you.
Me: Nearly anyone?
Dad: Yeah, I think the desk clerk is still a bit miffed about the incident the other day.
Me: Oh, right. (I sigh) It's just… Nobody ever tells me, so how am I supposed to know? No one ever takes a few seconds out of their busy schedule to say a simple 'I love you,' or 'I care about you.'
(they exchange looks, then turn to me)
Both: We love you and we care about you! (they jump up and hug me)
Mum: (coming up behind me)Aaaawwww, the long-awaited annual family hug. (she joins in; we all let go after a moment, and Mum turns to me) Jamie told me what you did, and I am just so proud of you!
Me: For what? Nearly getting myself, my brother, and my father killed?
Mum: (confused) What?
Me: (I roll my eyes) Jamie, you moron, why didn't you tell her the whole story?
Jamie: (shrugs) The one I told her made you look better.
Me: Mum, Jamie got tortured, and almost died for me.
Mum: (gasps) What!
Me: (I sigh, once again) I'll tell you later.
(All the Order members come over, including my uncles Charlie, Bill, Fred, George, and Ron, Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin, their son Teddy, Draco Malfoy, Parvati Malfoy, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Sirius Black (he died once; spleetastic story, I'll tell you later), my aunts Hermione, Angelina Johnson-Weasley (Uncle Fred's wife), Katie Bell-Weasley (Uncle George's wife), Fleur Delacour-Weasley (Uncle Bill's wife), Neville Longbottom, Luna Longbottom, Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody, Mundungus Fletcher, my grandparents, Arthur and Molly Weasley… 'Bout half the of-age wizards in England, really. They each took turns hugging Jamie and I, and saying they were glad we were all right)
Sirius: Come on, tell us what happened. (to me) We hear you're quite the heroin.
Me: Not even. That's Jamie. Oh, I mean, he's the hero, heh heh.
Remus: Okay, what exactly did happen? It's actually rather important you tell us. For the trial against Rupert and Renfield.
Me: Oh, alrighty then. I was really stupid and went down to the basement to meet Rupert. He captured me and was about to do me in before Jamie appeared from under the Invisibility Cloak my dad gave him. Rupert gave him a choice of which Potter would die, and he said himself. Then I made another moronic mistake, and Rupert used Cruciatus on him.
(all gasp)
Me: Then Dad Apparated in, looking mighty pissed. He was caught off guard and Rupert bound him with cords. I think he hit his head when he fell, and the cords were bloody tight, so he was out. Rupy challenged me to duel and he was incredibly easy to beat. All I did was Leg-Locker and Full Body Bind, and he was down for the count. Then Renfield threw me bodily across the room.
(all wince)
Me: I tripped him and put him to sleep. Then I heaved these two lugs up a flight of stairs.
(all start asking questions)
Me: Hang on, I'm not finished. When Rupert was about to kill Jamie, something really weird happened. Jamie and I spoke to each other with our minds.
(astonished murmurs)
Remus: Really! Very interesting. I suppose it's because you're twins and wizards. The magic makes your connection stronger.
Me: Fabby! That could definitely come in handy someday… (in mind) Right bro?
Jamie: (raising eyebrow mischievously) You know it.
Me: (I clear throat) Anyway, there's one other kind of big thing. Rupert said that there's a new Dark Lord.
(more gasping)
Grandma: It can't be!
Laquisha: No way!
Aunt Fleur: Eet eez 'orrible!
Aunt Hermione: Unimaginable!
Remus: Quiet down everyone! Lila, are you sure he was telling the truth?
Me: I don't see why he'd lie about that, or how else to explain why there are suddenly new Death Eaters out and about.
Remus: Sirius, would you go inform Albus of this? It's vital that he know immediately! (Sirius Disapparates)
Marshall: (coming up) What's going on?
Draco: There's a new Dark Lord.
Marshall: You're kidding!
Remus: He's not, unfortunately.
(scream suddenly is heard)
Me: Oh my GODDESS! Theresa! (I run to find her. What I see makes me scream as well)
Marshall: (coming up behind me, wand at the ready) What is it!
Theresa: Cockroach! (points at it)
(everyone else gets there in time to hear her and they groan)
Me: What? It's disgusting!
We all did a lot of talking about various things after that. Well, more like everyone else did. I started this entry. I wanted to get everything down before I forgot.
I read back and noticed the ginormous difference between this entry and all the others. I guess when people try to die for you, it sobers you a bit. But knowing me, I'll be back to my usual immaturity in no time.
Except... I'm really scared. I mean, jeez, new Dark Lord? I was always happy to know that I didn't have to deal with the kind of crap my parents did at school. Now that's down the toilet. And being who I am, everyone will expect me to beat him like my Dad did with Voldy.
Great. As if I need more stress. Life sucks.
LIFE ROCKS!
Marshall interrupted me while I was writing. He said he wanted to ask me something.
Marshall: Well, Lilac, we've known each other a long time…
Me: Yah, all our lives…
Marshall: Right. And well, um, do you remember the time I saved you from those last few loose Death Eaters?
Me: Uh huh.
Marshall: Well… I mean, don't you feel a bit like things changed then? Things got weird?
(I raise my eyebrow)
Marshall: Er, well, not weird, but, um, different.
Me: (am a little weirded out. He has never sounded so unconfident) Yeah…
Marshall: Well, I was thinking, I mean, wondering, I, you know, um, well…
(I smile, loving his adorable stammering)
Me: (I put hand on his lips) Yes. (I kiss him)
YES YES YES YES YES YES! THERE REALLY IS A GOD! AFTER THREE YEARS OF CRUSHING ON HIM, I AM NOW DATING MARSHALL ALEXANDER MALFOY! I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE HAPPY!
Now for everyone else's reactions…
Josh: EW!
Aunt Hermione: Finally! Ron, you owe me 50 galleons! Pay up!
Uncles Fred and George: (doing 'Wedding March') Duh duh duh duh! Duh duh duh duh!
Aunt Fleur: Ah, young love!
Grandma: Remember our first kiss, Arthur?
Dad: BLOODY HELL!
Mum: Harry, hush!
Jamie and Theresa: About bloody time!
Philippa: Yay! Mummy, is Lila going to be my sister now?
Draco: (to Philippa) NO!
And I, in my insane happiness, could only say "Yowza" when we parted. But that's one more word than Marshall could say.
Oh my Buddha, I don't think I've ever been so happy and so scared at the same time. Well, I'm only 15, so they darn better not find some prophecy or something that says I have to kill the new Dark Lord before he kills me or something, because it's O.W.L.s year, and that's the last thing I need.
Hang on… I have to go. Marshall's peeking at my diary. I like him, but not quite that much. Yet.
Adios on the happiest day of my life!
Lilian Athalia Potter
Don't worry; it's not the last chappie! And I'm insanely sorry it's taken so long, or if the ending is a bit odd, because I wrote it at 5:00 am. Heh heh… Oh, and I have no idea when I'll get out the next chappie cuz I haven't started it yet. Uh, patience is a virtue! I'll do my best to get it out soon, but no promises. LOVE, HUGS, DON'T DO DRUGS!