I apologize so, so much for being this late. I've been having major computer problems and this is my third attempt at finishing this chapter. The previous two times I lost like thousand words or something like that, so I'm going to try and get this chapter done and posted all in one sitting. This chapter will be short for the aforementioned reasons, but my chapters will get longer. This is dedicated to my reader in Pakistan. Wish me luck (if you're reading this, then I've succeeded.)!
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Lily realized that this holiday was actually going pretty normally- well, as normally as living with the Potters can be. She still had to endure some of the teasing, but it wasn't near as bad as she was expecting. It might have had something to do with the fact that James' mom threatened to wash his mouth out with soap if he dared to even think about flirting with Lily.
"James, dear, I sent out the invitations for your party yesterday. So far, everybody can come. Oh, and Lily- James told me that you were friends with Hestia Jones. Is that right" asked Mrs. Potter at breakfast one morning.
Lily swallowed her bite of waffle before she asked, "Yeah, why?"
"I invited her over here a few days early before the party so you two can hang out. I have a little post- party surprise and I invited her to stay for that also. She should owl you back soon." Said Mrs. Potter simply, not realizing that Lily was not jumping for joy at hearing that her best friend would be staying over. She was actually a bit (okay, a lot), stressed out since Hestia didn't exactly know about anything that had happened recently.
"Oh, that's really great, thanks. I'm going to go check to see if I have any letters." Lily said, and stood up abruptly, her chair scraping on the hardwood floors.
"But your breakfast-"
"I can finish when I come back down."
Lily raced up the stairs, mentally freaking out, since Hestia was known for having a bit of a temper. . Hest is going to murder me. No, she would kill me, then bring me back to life, then kill me again. Never ending fun for the slightly psychopathic. Just stay calm Lily, relax, it can't be that bad.
It was that bad. And worse. Lily shut the door when she had reached her room and lines of obscenities were now flying from her mouth, seeing the set black owl flying toward her window. When it got closer, the bright red envelope stuck out to Lily, and she realized that Hest had more than a bit of a temper.
Shit. How did Hestia even learn how to make a Howler?
The owl dropped off the letter, and sped away at breakneck speed, obviously not wanting to be there for the damage. Lily opened it quickly, after doing a muffliato charm on the room, and covered her ears with her hands. It didn't provide much protection, since the not- so- dulcet tones of Ms. Hestia Jones still blasted into her eardrums.
LILIAN ROSE EVANS! YOU STUPID LYING PRAT! I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ANY OF THIS! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE YOUR BLOODY BEST FRIEND! BUT NO, YOU DECIDE TO GO KEEPING EVERYTHING A SECRET, LIKE THE FACT THAT YOUR PARENTS DIED. OR THAT DUMBLEDORE ASSIGNED YOU TO LIVE WITH THE POTTER'S. BUT WHY SHOULD I KNOW THAT? IT'S NOT LIKE WE TELL EACH OTHER EVERYTHING. OR I THOUGT SO. I DON'T KNOW WHETHER I WANT TO SLAP YOU OR COMFORT YOU. SO I WILL DO BOTH WHEN I COME. BY THE WAY, I'M BRINGING DRESSES.
Oh no. Oh Merlin. Hestia. Dresses. This was not good. While Hestia was a notoriously good flier and hung out with a ton of guys, she was dangerous when it came to make up. Nobody in their dorm allowed her to give them makeovers anymore. There was a reason that everybody evacuated the girls' dorm before the dances, and that was that she would attack anybody in the vicinity with tools that looked like ancient torture devices.
But Lily knew that she deserved whatever she got, even if it meant that she was paraded around the room in a glorified t- shirt with colorful goo plastered on her face. But she secretly wished that Hestia would give her mercy. After all, James and Sirius would be there. Did they really need to see her looking like a slag?
"So, Lily, are you preparing for the party? Do I finally get to see the uber- conservative Lily Evans wearing a dress? Don't forget- you also have date with Firewhisky." Said a voice that grated on Lily's nerves; you could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he stood at the door of the room.
"Did you have to remind me? You really love to rub salt in my wounds, don't you, Potter?"
"Salt in your wounds? What in the bloody hell are you talking about?" yelled James; miffed that she was jumping down his throat after he did nothing.
"Hestia's now pissed at me, and you can't help but to add insult to injury, can you? This is why I hate you."
"Why is Hest pissed? It's not like you didn't tell her about everything that's been going on in your life."
Lily hid her face to hide the quickly rising blush.
"You didn't? So you've been going through hell alone? No wonder you're so grouchy. But seriously, she's your best mate. Why didn't you tell her?"
"I don't want people's sympathy. I don't need people's sympathy. Now Hest is threatening me with dresses." The tone of her voice changed from stone hard to dripping with fear in a matter of moments. It was actually quite funny.
"What's so bad about sym- wait, what? She's threatening you with dresses?" James was doubled over in laughter and hiccupping slightly. Her fell onto her bed and it took him a few minutes to recover from his fit.
"You wouldn't be laughing so hard if you were facing imminent death by mascara. Do you even know what mascara is?"
"Uhhhhh…. A mask that makes you look an era younger?"
"If I was an era younger I wouldn't exist. I like existing. And I'm pretty sure that most of the tools she uses can kill somebody."
"It can't be that bad. It's just make- up."
"Do you really want to find out?" When he didn't answer, she replied, "'l'll take that as a no." And then Lily left room to go finish her breakfast, as one of her last Hestia free ones.
I didn't like that chapter. It was boring. But on the bright side, Hestia comes next chapter, and then we have the party in chapter five, and then the story really starts. Also, I have a L/J one shot that desperately wants REVIEWS. You should go feed it. This story is also REVIEW hungry. Starving in fact. REVIEWS would be lovely. Lastly, how old do you think that I am based on my writing? Please answer. Bye, and DFTBA.