People always told her that she was a hilarious person, that she could make anyone laugh whenever she pleased. Even Mrs. Morris back in Surrey couldn't teach one day without cracking up with hoards of laughter all because Lily had made wisecracks every two minutes and created silly faces that would have surely earned her a punishment-but didn't because she was so adorable.

Although, Lily knew, that the only reason all her younger cousins and clients that she babysat laughed when she was around them because of how she made funny faces and talked in all sorts of accents from around the world; how she picked each toddler up and spun them around, laughing with them as she spoke in their language.

What they didn't know, was that talking in different accents and making people laugh was, in fact, her only innate ability.

"Silly Lily, you clownie!" A toddler gurgled in passing, waving to her as Lily cocked her head and widened her eyes, make an 'O' with her mouth.

"I'm not a clownie, you brownie! Should I come eat you up?" Lily pretended to run towards the toddler like a big lion on all fours, making roaring noises. The toddler screams with glee, and waddles away, expecting Lily to follow her.

She didn't.

If only. If only she had taken up an act to become a clown and make children under the age of ten laugh, instead of becoming a big Dark wizard-catcher that made adults over the age of sixteen cry.

"But really," Lily tried to assure herself. "I wouldn't be able to live with all that makeup caked on my face and a big red honking nose with a rainbow colored afro."

Actually, she would have lived.

Instead of become a clown and making children laugh, she became an Auror and died.

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Ha. Instead of studying for the SSAT, I'm stuck on this site, writing! Well...I guess it does help in some way, since I have to write an essay in 25 minutes and do the whole reading comprehension section anyway...

This one felt a little weird to me when I wrote it. Did I jump around too much again? Review, please!

Mumbai Meri Jaan ! (Mumbai, my life) Please pray for the welfare of my people back in India and all the people who affected by the terrorists on November 26-27th, 2008. Thanks for all your support.