The Unlikely Prospect
By: MiSs WeStHoFf HeRsElF
CHAPTER THREE: To stay
Lily had come to the conclusion that if she got enough food she would be able to stay up in her
room for the next three weeks straight while not having to see or talk to petunia.
You see Lily’s uncle John had fallen down the stairs and her Auntie Lauren wanted Lily’s mum and
dad to come and visit right away. Which left Lily at home with Petunia in charge.
So far Lily had survived approximately two hours and it was extremely close to lunch and of course
Lily was panning on getting food, in the middle of the night. So for now, all she had to live on was a piece of
“FREAK, GET DOWN HERE NOW!” Petunia yelled from downstairs,
“COMING PETUNIA!” Lily yelled back though gritted teeth trying not to be hurt by the comment
that actually pierced her heart.
“Vernie is coming over today, and he doesn’t know about your freakiness so I would prefer if you
didn’t come down stairs, actually do you know what I’d prefer it if you didn’t come down while mum and dad
“Petunia I think that you’ve forgotten that I also live in this house!”
“But mum and dad put me in charge so I can boss you around.”
“So I should at least be able to come out of my room.” Lily stated while stamping her foot
“But do you know what else puts me above you.”
“You’re a freak!”
“PETUNIA I’M SICK OF YOU AND ALL YOUR STUPID RULES, IM LEAVING!”
“GOOD, GO, SEE IF I CARE. I’M NOT LETTING YOU BACK IN SO GOODLUCK FINDING
SOMEWHERE TO STAY!!”
Lily grabbed a small shoulder bag from the floor swung it over her head and slammed the door shut and
started to walk extremely fast down the foot path. The streets were quite, the only sounds were her ragged
breathing the sound of her bag hitting the back of her leg with every step that she took.
But upon the beats of the bag, there was a new sound, a worrying sound it was Petunia’s voice
echoing in her head.
“GOODLUCK FINDING SOMEWHERE TO STAY.”
Fear washed over Lily like a cold shower, where was she going to stay? Lily’s thoughts were interrupted by
voices, children’s voices, happy voices, and she realised that she was near the park where she had spent some
of her childhood, she had many memories, memories where Petunia didn’t hate her.
Lily sat upon a swing and sat there, she didn’t know for how long for she just watched people.
Parents and kids coming and going. And the sun that was once high in the sky was slowly setting but yet the
kids were still here. All the while Lily muttered to herself.
“I have nowhere to go, maybe I should just go home.” and the swing she was sitting on started to
move to and fro, without Lily doing anything it was like someone was pushing her.
“You know that talking to your self is the first sign of insanity.”
“POTTER!” Lily shrieked while stumbling while still sitting down
“Now that took talent!”
"Shut up. What are you doing here?"
"I’m here with Michael." he said while pointing to a small boy in the sand box with the same
messy hair. Lily nodded clearly not knowing who Michael was, but she had bigger issues. She didn’t even
complain when he sat down beside her something that he’d normally get slapped for.
“You can stay at my house.”
“I said that you can stay at my house, no need to yell!”
“Err how’d you know?”
“Well Evans love, being the great person I am,” he said while running his hands through his hair
“I have my ways of finding out things.” at this Lily looked at James with a I-so-do-not-believe-you look
“Okay, you’ve spent about the last 3 hours sitting here muttering to yourself about how you have nowhere to
“I don’t need your pity, Potter. I’m fine I’ll find somewhere to stay on my own!”
“Yeah whatever Evans,” he answered back not really listening as he stood up looking for something then his
hand reappeared with a packet off ‘Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans’.
“Want some?” James said while running his hand through his hair and holding out the box.
“No Potter, you might have poisoned it!” but then her stomach rumbled and Lily looked up to see a smiling
“Ah ha you see your hungry!” answered back James while putting the packet in her lap and resuming his seat
on the swing beside her, but just have to stand back up again when a cry was heard from the sand box, James
grabbed Lily’s hand as he went past, dragging her after him.
“Michael are you okay?” James asked as he squatted down to the crying boys height and gave him a small hug
“I hurts my knee, I felled.”
“Well we better get you home then,” James said while inspecting Michael’s knee which was grazed, and
wrapping it in a clean handkerchief
“C’mon Evans your coming with us!”
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