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Silence is Deadly
“Grandma? Aren’t you supposed to be dead?” I blurted out. I did not even blush. I was at that age where I said everything and anything on my mind without thinking of the consequences. I did not even feel scared. After all, I was five years old, and five year olds believe anything and everything….even ghosts.
A Summer Job
I was almost a seventh year, and once I graduated from Hogwarts I was on my own. I had practically no money, just some to buy textbooks and other materials with. How was I supposed to support myself? What I needed was a job.
“Lily Evans, I presume?” She said. I gave a nod in confirmation, and, finally showing some sign of being a witch, she took out her wand and shrank my trunks to a size where it was easy to pick them up. We each grabbed one and walked to her house in silence. At last, when we arrived, I stared at it for a moment.
Behind Enemy Lines
“Erm, Mrs. Potter-” Here she interrupted me to tell me to call her Elaine, “Elaine, if you are Mrs. Potter, then why is Amy Chapman staying here?” The minute it came out of my mouth, I regretted it, because the expression on Mrs., er, Elaine’s face looked as if she had just eaten something sour.
Chapter Five: Mysterious Encounters
“Look Potter, I honestly don’t have the energy or effort right now to deal with you. I have enough of it at school and since we’re living in the same house, I suggest a truce. You’ll leave me alone, I’ll leave you alone. That means no flirting, no bothering me, nothing like that. Deal?” I told him. I felt kind of bad for bringing it up since he was looking a little worried, but I figured it was best to talk about it now.
I felt so very tempted to run back into my room and hide my face under the covers. I was worn out from my conversation with James (not to mention the very tense dinner) and I knew that there was something being hidden from me. I got the feeling that I was in way over my head. Unfortunately, being an (almost) adult and all, I couldn't hide. Too many responsibilities and all.
"You should know, Evans, that I don't think Mum would approve of any midnight trysts in my room," were James's first words to me when he opened his bedroom door.
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