CHAPTER 8

When Lily's parents got home, they ignored her. It was like she didn't exist. This went on for days. She would scream and shout, and they wouldn't even flinch. Her only company was Whiskey and Hex.

Lily wasn't used to being ignored. During this time, Lily and Whiskey built a friendship. Whiskey stopped stuttering around her, and Lily stopped seeing him as just a house elf.

They played exploding snap and gobstones, and Whiskey taught Lily how to play wizards chess.

It was nearly three days before her parents spoke to her. They called her into the lounge room to have a 'civil conversation'.

"Lily," her mother said, "we love you and we just want what's best for this family,"

"Yes," her father agreed, "and what's best for this family, is dor you to stop seeing," he looked disgusted, "Fred, before it gets too serious,"

"Obviously you didn't hear me at the Malfoys," Lily said politely, "I said, I love him,"

"Oh you can't be serious!" Scarlett screwed up her nose, "Draco is so much better! He's smart and attractive and a Slytherin,"

"If you think so highly of him mother, why don't you date him?" she said with a glare, which was returned by her mother.

"Very well," her father and mother stood up, "if you can't see reason, then you leave me no choice,"

"Mum?" Fred knocked on his parents' bedroom door.

"Come in dear," his mother sighed. He took a seat at his dad's desk and his mum stopped folding washing, and sat on her bed.

"I, I want to know why you hate the Scotts," Fred told her.

"Very well," she said sadly, "Did you know your father and I went to Hogwarts with Aldrich and Scarlett?" Fred shook his head, "We were Gryffindors, and of course, they were Slytherins. They tormented your father and I. Nearly got poor Arthur expelled once,"

"So that's why? Because they were mean to you?" he asked, thinking there must be more for /both/ his parents to hate them. Mrs. Weasley shook her head sadly.

"The Gryffindors had potions with the Slytherins. This one day, in fourth year, we were doing an extremely risky potion. One wrong move could cause it to turn to acid, or evaporate, or boil. When I wasn't watching," she choked on her words, "Scarlett thought it would be funny to slip an extra lacewing fly into my cauldron when I wasn't looking. When I added the last ingredient," a tear rolled down her cheek, "it exploded. I was barely alive when Arthur took me to the hospital wing. I was unconscious for six days. I only just survived,"

"M-mum, I had no idea," Fred choked.

"I know dear, but that's why your father and I don't trust them," she looked at him with tear filled eyes.

"I understand now. But, Lily isn't like that," Fred said.

"She's their daughter, she has their genes," she said pitifully.

"Mum, trust me. Lily is...she's amazing," Fred told her, a smile playing on his lips at the thought of the green eyed girl, "I can't stand Slytherins, especially Malfoy. Malfoy is her friend too. But I still fell for her. She's one of the most caring people I know. Sure, she can be selfish at times, but she doesn't mean to be. I love her mum, give her a chance,"

"Okay dear, if you feel that strongly for the girl, I will," she smiled at her son.

"Thank you,"

Lily's parents walked up the stairs. Lily jumped out of the armchair to follow them.

"Where are you going? What are you doing?" she called after them. They just kept walking, until they came to a room at the end of a hall.

Her father opened the door, revealing a room, with three of the walls covered by a tapestry. The family tapestry.

Every member of their family had their face with their name underneath, on this tapestry. Dating back to 1607, when the first Scott, Ekson Irvin Scott, was born.

There were about five black scorch marks on the tapestry. Those who had their face blasted off. That rarely happened. Only if you betrayed, dishonoured or brought great shame to your family.

"No," Lily whispered to herself.

"I have no choice, Lily," her father said raising her wand to her face on the tapestry. It was the last face on there.

"You can't!" she said with panic in her voice, "the line ends with me,"

"We're aware, but we have to Lily, you have disrespected our family," her mother said, showing no remorse.

"How? He's a pureblood too!" Lily was desperate.

"He's beneath us," Scarlett hissed.

"Leave him Lily," her dad said, "or leave us,"

Tears rained down on her face. It was like a tsunami. She just couldn't contain them any longer. She bit down hard on her bottom lip and shook her head frantically.

"I won't. I can't. You know I love him," she spoke, ignoring the lump in her throat.

"More than us, clearly," Aldrich said and with a flick of his wand, a black scorch mark was left where Lily's face once was.