Chapter Two:

Note to my readers: In Chapter One, Nikki had met Narcissa, Lucius, and Draco, before. She assumed that Lilac was Narcissa's daughter, because she looks so much like her. ENJOY this new chapter!

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Chapter Two:
Touring London

The sun in Lilac's eyes woke her eyes. "Ugh," She complained, as she turned over in her bed. Then, she remembered where she was. She jumped out of bed, and yelled, "LONDON!" She quickly got dressed and joined her parents in the living room/ dining room.

"Morning, sleepy-head," Her mom greeted her, affectionately."Morning, Mom, Dad," She said back, yawning, "What are we going to do today?" She asked, chirpily. Her parents exchanged an anxious look. "Well," Her mother began, slightly uncomfortable, "We were thinking, that today you could choose, where we go." "Ooh, can we visit Buckingham Palace? And I really want to go up big Ben, can we? And Madame Tussah's is supposed to be really nice. And I really, really want to see the Tower of London! Let's go to Westminster Abbey! Ooh, and Kennsington Gardens are supposed to be soo pretty. And Windsor-" "Calm down, Lila, calm down! We can't do all that in one day," Her mother admonished her, "Pick three or four, at the most, for today." Lilac debated in her head, 'How to choose? I want to go EVERYWHERE! Fine, fine, fine. First: Beg Ben. Second: huh, the Tower of London, or Buckingham Palace? All right, Tower of London. Third: Madame Tussah's, of course! Fourth: Kennsington Gardens. Still, isn't fair that I can't do EVERYTHING!' Out loud, she said, "Um, Big Ben, first. Then, we can see the Tower of London. Third, to Madame Tussah's Waxworks Gallery! Fourth, and lastly, the Kennsington Gardens." "All right, that sounds wonderful," Her father suggested, "Why don't we go up Big Ben, then Madame Tussah's? Next, we can go to the Kennsington Gardens, where we can have a picnic. Then, we finish up with the Tower of London." "That sounds perfect," Said Mollie and Lilac in unison. "What would you like for breakfast, Lilac?" Asked Mollie. "Eggs and toast." She bounced up in down in her chair. "You are the best parents ever, EVER!" She shouted. "That's sweet," Said her mother turning away. Something is definitely weird here. Weird! I likey weird! Weird is fun…Back to the weird idea?, thought Lilac, somewhat normally for her. "Rise and shine, people! We're going touring in London! Yah!" Mollie and Jonathan just laughed at their extremely loud, excited and hyper daughter. It was completely normal for their daughter to act hyper and insane. Yep, that's right, COMPLETELY normal. "So, my eggs and toast?" demanded Lilac. "Here, they are, Miss Impatient," Mollie smiled as she handed Lilac a plate with eggs and toast on it. "Thank you," responded Lilac as she wolfed down her food.

--"Yah!" Lilac skipped alongside her parents. "We're going to the tower of London! We're going to the tower of London!" "Calm, down." "No, I can't, Daddy! You don't understand! The tower of London is where Bloody Queen Mary put princess Elizabeth." More like tortured. That's why I want to go there. It'll be fun…must see torture device… "Oh, well," My mother sighed, "Let her burn off some energy." I don't think you understand. I can stay like this for a long, long time. Mwahaha!
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"Picnic!" That was our young heroine, Lilac, (A/N: Heroine, hah! That's a good one. Heroine, heroin…so similar…) "That looks very good." "Thank you, Lilac-y." Said my 'mom'; sometimes she scares me (my mom, I mean), maliciously. "You so did not, just call me, Lilac-y." "I did too." "But Lilac-y sounds all prissy, and stuck-up." "Oh? And you're not stuck-up, or prissy?" asked Mollie. "No," I bit into a lemon tart. LEMON TART!! Drool…you dolt; you're already eating one. Oh. Mother tousled my curls. Yes, I have curls.
I ate a lemon tart, another lemon tart-well, three in fact, an egg salad sandwich, and a lot of lemonade.
The tower of London was awesome! For so reason, not everyone seemed so interested in the idea of torture devices. -sniffle- I wonder why?

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"So? Are we going out to dinner or something?" I asked my parents when we got back at sevenish. My parents exchanged another anxious look. What's with all the anxious looks? Share! I want to be able to exchange a look. "What's going on?" I asked, aloud. "Err…" Mollie began, unconsciously twirling her hair around her finger. "Yes?" I demand. It's been pretty obvious that they've keeping a secret all day. And I for one want to know what it is. My dad grabs my mom's hand, and says, "Well, honey. We forgot to tell you, there is an important…colleague that I have to meet." "So?" Why does that matter? "Erm…Well, Lilac we sort of agreed to bring our families." Nooooooooo! "How could you do this to me?" Lilac whined, "and you waited until the last minute to tell me." My parents exchange a she-is-right-you-know look. I get the feeling that I'm not being told everything.Oh, wait, I have an excuse! "I can't go, though." "What do you mean, Lila?" My mom asks confused. "Because, it's a fancy dinner party. And I didn't bring any dresses." Score!