CHAPTER 6

A/N: I'm going to do a little chapter spam up to chapter 11 so it'll be one chapter more than it was on my last account :) enjoy my pretties! xo

Fred and George were playing exploding snap in their room when their mother called them.

"Fred! George! Dinner!" She shouted from the kitchen. Fred sighed. George patted him on the back.

"It's showtime mate,"

Down at the table, there were multiple conversations going on at once. Ron and Hermione were bickering about something. Harry was trying to be the voice of reason and referee their arguement. Ginny and George were discussing teachers at Hogwarts. Percy, Arthur and Molly were talking about the Ministry.

'Come on Freddie, you can do it,' Fred thought to himself, looking at his mum and dad across the table.

"Mum? Dad?" he said. Immediately, everyone stopped their conversations to hear what Fred had to say. Of course, everyone except his parents knew what he was going to say. Percy, for some reason, looked smug, as always. George and Harry gave him an encouraging look. Ron gave him a 'good luck mate' look. Hermione and Ginny smiled at him reassuringly.

"Yes son?" his dad said.

"Uh, I've got a girlfriend," he said clearly.

"That's nice dear, who's the lucky girl?" his mum said with a sweet smile.

"Lily," he said.

"Lily who?" she asked.

"Lily Scott," he told her. Mr. Weasley looked at him with his jaw to the ground. Mrs. Weasley dropped her fork in horror. Her face went redder than usual. She looked mad. Even his dad looked a bit taken aback.

"Uh-oh," Ron whispered.

Have you ever heard the saying 'the calm before the storm'?

That's what the dinner at the Scott's was. The calm before the storm. And Lily knew it.

Her parents barely even reacted. They just continued, as if they hadn't heard anything. But they did.

Dinner continued as normal. They ate. They discussed Mr. Scott's day at work. The elves cleared the table. Aldrich and Scarlett Scott went into the living room to converse about 'adult business' and read the evening edition of /The Daily Prophet/. Lily went to her room to study.

"This is bad. Oh, this is really bad," she said pacing around her room once again.

"What is bad Miss Lily?" Whiskey asked, causing Lily to jump.

"Whiskey? When did you get here?" She asked and stopped pacing.

"My apologies Miss Lily. Whiskey did not mean to scare you. I was just bring Hex her food," Whiskey placed some food in Hex's golden cage, then noticed Hex wasn't back yet, "Where is Miss Lily's Hex?"

"She hasn't gotten back from the Burrow yet," Lily told him.

"What is the Burrow?" Whiskey asked.

"It's what Fred's house is called," Lily tried to calm down but there was still some panic in her voice.

"Why?" Whiskey sounded a little confused.

"I-I don't actually know," Lily chuckled. At that moment, Hex flew in the open window. She dropped two letters on Lily's bed. "Thanks Hex," she said and quickly reached for Fred's.

Dear Lily,

I guess you would've already told your parents by now.

How'd it go?

I'm telling mum and dad soon. Something Ron said is in the back of my mind, so I'm not as sure anymore. But that doesn't matter. It'll be okay.

We'll be okay.

I miss you. I love you.

Love Fred.

Lily rifled through her desk for a quill, ink and parchment. She found one and scrawled down messily, everything that happened at dinner. Everything that she was feeling. Everything that she was thinking. It turned out to be quite a long letter. She put it in an envelope and put it in Hex's cage.

"Hex, take this to Fred as soon as you can," she told the small, ebony owl. The owl hooted and nodded and began to eat.

Lily slid down into her head, and slowly fell asleep.