A/n: IMPORTANT NOTE PLEASE READ!
Due to my up coming vacation – and first ever plane ride – I won't be able to update for three weeks. I'm so sorry!
Yes, so I think that this will be the last of it for three weeks… unless I get the chance to update during the hols!
MERRY CHRISTMAS
HAPPY NEW YEAR! New year, new choices that you can make, new decisions and in some cases, a new lifestyle.
NOT ALL CHANGE IS BAD!
Now onto this chapter's quote. Because New Year signifies the beging of a new year, and yes, possibly lots of changes, I have a quote on changing:
'Are you fit company for the person you wish to become?'
- Unknown.
I also liked this one, so I might as well put it in D
'What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matter's compared to what lies within us'
- Unknown.
So here it is! The next chapter! Enjoy!
Monday Breakfast
Oh
My
Sweet
Merlin!
I AM GOING TO KILL ONE CHARLES WILLIAM AND HENRY EDWARD!
I'll explain.
I was in a bad enough mood – have I ever said that I hate mornings? Especially Monday. It means that not only do you have to wake up and get up, but you also know that you have to face the rest of the week before you can sleep in. There is only one means of getting through the morning.
COFFEE!
So I stumbled into the great hall in the uniform, which I would like to point out, is rather quite cute. It's nicer than the silk garb that we had to wear at Beauxbatons… I shudder at the thought. You want cold, try wearing that in winter. I, of course – being the wonderful amazing person I am – lost count of the amount of detentions I got for wearing something warm.
Honestly.
It's like they want to kill themselves. On second thought, they probably do. They would also LOVE to kill their mother's at times… and their sisters
…
Or it could just be me.
Anyway, I walked into the hall and boys everywhere started to catcall and wolf-whistle.
DO THEY HAVE NO RESPECT?
Probably not.
Sara and Rose were no help whatsoever. They laughed and mocked the boys. I glared at them.
I stormed over to Charlie, Teddy and Dan. "This is all your fault" I accused them.
They scoffed, well the twins did.
"If you hadn't played that prank-" Charlie started.
"Which was so funny I almost died" Amy said. "I of course hated seeing my boyfriend hitting on a guy," she added as Charlie glared at her.
"Then we wouldn't have gotten revenge. It was you who ran in here" Henry finished. Bloody twins.
I plopped into a seat next to Remus. At lease he is courteous and nice. A real gentleman that one. You don't find many of those around these days. He shoved something into my hands and I had a sip.
CAFINE!
Oh how I missed you! How did I survive without you?
In my excitement I – much to my embarrassment – jumped up and kissed Remus on the cheek.
"I love you!" I proclaimed.
He chuckled. "Lily, I thought that we weren't going to tell them about the affair yet…"
I gave him the world's sheepiest sheepy look. "I'm so sorry. Oh well, they deserve to know."
We looked at our friend's faces and cracked up.
There's thatHILARIOUS word again.
Crack
Crack
CRACK!
Drink more coffee.
"I was talking to the coffee you losers" I exclaimed to the recovering group. "Although…"
I put my hand visibly on Remus' knee. He turned bright red and we all laughed at him. he pouted.
Wow! The people here are really mature. They all act like young grown ups with common sense…
HAHAHAHAAAA!
I'm so funny!
I love sarcasm. It gets the point across.
Anyway, just have to record today's embarrassment as writing makes me feel better… maybe it was the coffee. It was DEFFINATLY the coffee! Mmmm caffeine.
Anyway, bell just rang.
Ciao.
Straight After Classes
Right now I am going to go off and relieve some stress. All day people – boys – have been coming up to me asking me if I want to go out with them. The answer is always the same.
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? THAT I AM SOME… CBFOM WHO GETS AROUND A LOT?
The answer is most definitely not yes.
It's the same. Every case.
NO.
I don't want to go out with a random. I want someone who I have a connection with. Someone who I know and can trust. Funny, smart and intelligent. What I want does not exist. Someone perfect…
Well maybe not perfect.
Perfection is a flaw.
The point is, now I am stressed out and upset. I'm going to go and fly it off.
Ciao.
Dorm Room
Things just keep getting weirder and weirder.
I no longer have a standard for normal anymore. What is normal?
ooh!
ooh!
ohh!
I know.
Me!
Everyone else is insane.
INSANE
You see, after I had worked up a good sweat – and a searing pain in my back from yesterday's fall – my name was called from the ground. I looked down and saw the six players of the Gryffindor quidditch team.
Smiling I landed with a little wince coz of my back.
"Lily-" Sirius stated formally.
"That's my name."
He glared at me.
"You're ruining it. Lily" he stated again.
"Is the name given to me at birth."
He glared at me again, and along with the rest of the team, I sniggered.
"Actually the name you were given at birth was Lilieanne," good ole' Teddy stated.
"Li-" Sirius started. "Wait, your real name is Lilieanne?"
My turn to glare.
YAY!
"You had to tell them, didn't you?"
Ooh! Sibling rivalry! Nothing quite as exciting. You get to find out all the goss about what's going on in that family when sister and brothers fight. However, it's not as interesting when it's your information that's being spilled.
It's the same as: it's funny until it happens to you!
You see, that's why when people stack it, it is NOT funny. Just because they have problems with gravity!
ISHK!
Not all of us have grace; skill and an agreement form.
"Lilieanne" Sirius said again.
"Don't call me that." I hit him.
He deserved it.
"Stop interrupting me" he whined. "Or I wont tell you."
"Fine. I don't want to know." I hopped back on my broom.
HEE HEE HEE! Reverse phycology. Works like a charm!
"Wait! No, okay, I'll tell you."
See?
Brilliant!
"Yes?"
I'm waiting. I have homework to finish. Oh crap. This is NOT fair. Why couldn't I be brought up in a smart world? I would be so much more up to date with everything.
Bloody mother.
"We want – no scratch that – we need you on the team."
I fell off the broom that I was hovering on, in shock. I landed on my back.
WHAT IS THIS? DO I HAVE A LEAD BACK?
Or is it written in my DNA to land on my back, like it's written in cats DNA to land on their feet…
I would prefer that option. Landing in your feet has to be a WHOLE lot less painful.
Anyway, now all I can feel is PAIN!
OW! OW! OW! OW!
NOTE to self: DON'T FALL OFF BROOM'S.
"Why?"
"Because you're the best" Potter spoke up.
I laughed.
And laughed.
And laughed.
"I would like to remind you, that I have never NEVER played a game of quidditch before. In my life."
"Please Liller's?"
NOOO! Not the puppy eyes. I officially HATE Charlie, Henry and Frank.
I glared at them. "You know I hate you right?"
Right?
Right?
RIGHT?
They jumped on me.
"Thank you; Thank you; Thank you."
"Yeah, whatever," I moaned partly because I had just agreed to something that I didn't really want to do, and partly because they were HURTING ME!
"So you'll play chaser for us?"
"When do I start?"
I was bombarded by smelly baboons.
They dragged me into the messy Gryffindor quidditch change rooms.
EW! It was so gross. I swear that there were dirty underwear lying on the floor but they were whisked away before I could get a good look. The smell is over-powering.
Excuse me while I gag
…
Thank you.
I had to do something about the place. If they wanted me to play then they were going to have to deal with it being clean.
I waved my wand.
Instantly the place was clean and airy.
I LOVE magic.
They sat me down and Andrew – fifth year chaser – opened his mouth to address me.
"Wait on," I interrupted. Andrew let his lungful of air out. "Whose the captain?"
Potter stood up. "Officially, me. Unofficially… well we work together so well as a team that a solitary leader is not really needed. We all pull our weight. We all try our hardest and we all play to our strengths and let other's fill our weaknesses."
"Thank you Captain James. I am now feeling motivated and raring to go," I said.
"Really?"
He looks amazed.
"NO! You fool. I was being sarcastic."
He rounded his beautiful lips in a small circle. "Oh."
I rolled my eyes at him.
Andrew cleared his throat. All eyes were drawn back to him.
"Sorry. Yes. Continue."
He grinned at me. "Thanks Lillers."
I AM GOING TO KILL THE TWINS!
I poked my tongue out at him.
"Anyways. We decided that you are the only girl who is currently playing quidditch at Hogwarts-"
He was once again cut off by me. "I WHAT?"
"Are the only-"
"I heard you the first time. Is it because males are so domineering. I bet that there are A LOT of girls in Hogwarts who would be able to play. They deserve a chance…"
I continued on my woman's rights speech. WOMEN DESERVE TO HAVE ALL THE BENEFITS OF MEN! If the world was equal then war's would be a little less common. Now I don't mean the equal that the communists speak of, but I mean REAL equality.
Someone threw a ball at me. Of course I didn't realise until I turned around and caught it. I threw it back at Frank.
Hard.
"OW OW OW OW OW OW."
Stop being such a baby.
ISHK!
Macho one moment, babies the next. Almost as unpredictable as PMS…
ALMOST.
I would hate to see them with PMS. All the sound in the world would be them complaining…
Babies!
Anway. Eventually they shut me up and Andrew – who they call Cameroll (his last name is Cameroll) – continued.
"ANYWAY! We are going to keep your identity a secret if that's okay. It's just that," he said quickly before I started on about women and them being allowed a chance, "we want it to be a surprise. So we thought that Potter could stand up and announce that the person who had gotten the spot knew and was keeping silent, as was the team. Any questions?"
"Yes." I said.
Okay, this is a question that I have to ask. I HAVE to ask.
And it's a very good question too. Very important to the team, and my position and skills.
"Why do guys call each other by their last name?"
Andrew – who I have now decided to call Andy – blinked at me.
"What kind of question is that?"
I replied with dignity.
Yes, I DO have dignity… stop looking at me like that!
Grr!
I opened my mouth.
"They just do."
I shrugged. Good enough I guess.
You don't mess with male logic.
"Can I go now? I have work to do."
The team shrugged.
So here I am, in my dorm… doing homework… supposedly but convincing myself that writing in here is good enough!
Off to do some work!
Ciao!
Hospital Wing
You may wonder why I am now in the common room when I was once in my dorm.
And wonder you will!
MWAHAHAHAHAAA!
Not really. Might as well tell you, as this is my first official visit to the hospital wing. I am so proud. I made it a week! I think that it might be a new record for me.
Sirius sent a fourth year up to my dorm to tell me that we wanted to talk to me. I shrugged and abandoned the transfiguration essay I was doing.
The truth: I was gladly out the door before she could finish. Any excuse to leave the damn thing. It's STUPID!
"Liller's" he called as soon as I had descended the stairs into the crowded common room.
I walked over to him.
"You know how much I love you right?"
I looked at him warily.
"Ooookay… what do you want?"
"Please will you help me with charms, please please please please please!"
"If you mean by 'will you help me' aka ' can I copy you?' the answer is no."
much to my amazement, Sirius whimpered.
The stupid baboon WHIMPERED!
Who whimpers? He's a strange one. Wait, Camie – my gay friend – whimpers…
Is he GAY?
Quite possibly.
"I will, however, help youwrite your own."
Sirius jumped up, and clapped me on the back.
And it HURT.
A LOT.
It must have shown on my face as the stupid bozo raced over to me and helped me to the chair. Are you okay? He asks me.
NO I AM NOT OKAY.
I am so proud of myself. I stood up. "I'm fine." I started to walk over to the table and tripped on the rung and fell over.
And it HURT
A LOT
Sirius helped me onto a couch.
"James" he bellowed across the room. James was there in an instant.
How does he do that? He just shows up.
ISHK!
Men!
"What's up Paddy?"
"Hold Lily down."
Oaky.
Wait.
WHAT?
HOLD LILY DOWN? WHAT IF LILY DOESN'T WANT TO BE HELD DOWN? DOESN'T SHE GET A CHOICE?
Huh?
Huh?
HUH?
Apparently not as the next second I was unable to move a muscle.
I was under...
"A binding charm."
"Uh, thanks Prongs."
Sirius seems to be embarrassed.
Wait! Sirius is embarrassed because of a guy? Hmmm
Maybe my theory was worth checking out!
They lifted the back of my shirt up.
I AM GOING TO KILL THEM!
So far my list of people to kill stands at:
Mother
Petunia Evans
Charles Evans
Henry Evans
Sirius Black
James Potter
Everyone at Beauxbatons
Severus Snape
Lucious Malfoy
Regulous Black
Oh yea, I am definitely going to jail for a LONG time.
Two gasps and two seconds later and I was able to move again. I glared at the two idiots. "Lillers, your back is bruised."
Thank you Captain 'obvious' Potter.
"It's just a bruise."
"You have to go to the hospital wing."
I do NOT have to do anything thank you very much. They didn't like this thought much.
"Your ankle is swollen. You have to go."
DANM ANKLE GIVING ME AWAY!
"Is there a reason why you don't want to go?"
"Yeah" I said sadly. "It's my mother. She hits me and I don't want them to find out."
James look thoroughly shocked and angry. His face was HILARIOUS!
I laughed at him.
"You little runt!"
ha ha! He's funny when he yells. He looks as wild as his hair.
Wait...
WHAT?
HE JUST CALLED ME A RUNT!
Reality hurts
"I want the truth!"
"We all want what we can't get," I said in a singsong voice. He growled.
I swear to god that the entire male population are animals.
ALL OF THEM!
"I'm trying to get a record for the longest that I've been without a trip to the doctor" I said.
You know what? They're not worth keeping around.
THEY LAUGHED AT ME. Repeat after me. I am NOT funny. No, no, no, no, no, NO!
ISHK!
Why can't anyone get that?
They're all INSANE!
Freaks.
I hmph'd and stood to storm away, but my ankle was way WAY to painful to walk on, so I quickly sat back down.
The baboons then dragged me to the hospital wing with Sez and Rosey trying to calm my redhead temper.
So now I am being forced to drink potions. I think the last one Madame Pomfrey just fed me was a sleeping one coz now I am…
snore
A/N: thanks for reading!
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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