Monster

Parchment 41: Lily

I find myself in a very busy city, the streets and lanes filled with cars, people and even bikes. Millions of faces and colors flashing in my mind, making my eyes hurt due to being in that house for quite a while.

I tap a person should and start to ask where I was, but I only get a shove on the shoulder and the person walks away quickly. Well, that was very rude and uncalled for. Being in a muggle area makes me feel uncomfortable, I was use to being around wizards and masters of magic everyday and now I'm with normal people.

"Talk about change, and all too quickly..." I mumble to myself. I sit down on a bench and try to take in everything around me. I just escaped a dark wizard, I'm back in society, and I have no idea where I am! I start to pull of my hair in frustration, I need to get home or at least to Hogwarts... I left right in the middle of fifth year, well almost middle..

"How much have I missed...? I'm going to be far behind.. Really far behind.." A tall woman walks up to me, I stare at her for a good minute or two. She..seems familiar.

"Lost your way again?" Sitting up from the bench I wrack my mind to remember who she was. But if my memory serves me right, she didn't tell me her name..

"Yeah, again. But this time I'm not looking for the wand shop. I'm trying to head home or get to Hogwarts.." I say looking around at the other people.

"Well, you aren't anywhere near your home, Hogwarts or even Hogsmeade. If you want to head back in that direction you should catch a train.." She gives me a kind smile, I nod my head and look around for a sign.

"Alright, thank you ever so much...?"

"Lily."

"Thank you ever so much Lily, you have been amazing." I turn my back to head towards the train station but something hits me. "D-do you know where the train station is?" Lily chuckles and points her hand in the opposite way I'm currently facing.

"It's around seven blocks away, you can't miss it.." I throw my arms around her, which catches her off guard a lot.

"Thank you ever so much!" She wraps her arms around me, and I start to feel a small damp area starting to form on my shoulder. "Lily..? Are you crying?"

"Yes.. I haven't seen my son..in such a long time.. How is he doing?" I draw back and lay a hand on her lightly trembling shoulder.

"Well, I know him, so he must be doing great. He gets into trouble a few time but, it normally isn't his fault. Thanks to that new lady we got, um, her name is.... Umbridge? I think that's it.." Lily nods her head and her face starts to turn pale.

"You must be careful of her Nebula, she is not who people thinks she is.."

"Oh I figured that out. I got.." I stop and bite my tongue. Lily's eyebrows furrow in confusion, she opens her mouth to keep the conversation going.

"You got what?"

"Me and a guy I know, he's one of my really close friends, Harry is his name, we got in trouble together and she gave us a detention and our real punishment was..writing phrases over and over again.." Lily still keeps the confused face, I let out a shaky breath and close my eyes.

"She made us write the phrase on the paper that got..transported on to our skin..written with our blood.." Lily shakes her head, her lips unable to get words through them.

"B-but, she did that to him..and you. That's so wrong.."

"I know. It's very wrong and I can't stand her.." Then the most peculiar thing starts to happen. A stranger calls us out, I of course yell back at him. But once my vision was back to Lily...she was gone. I turn all around trying to find her.

"She once again disappeared.. How can she do that.." I mutter under my breathe. I remember what I have to do, get to the train station.

Seven blocks. I have to make it, it's just seven blocks. Not too far. But with the push of people and their uncaring it feel more like a mile.

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Once on the train I heave and heavy sigh and sink right into the seat. This is going to be a long ride. Might as well get comfortable and maybe get to sleep. I move my head so I could look out the window, but I stare at my reflection instead.

My face is no longer clean and clear like it was, but it's rigid and dirty, covered in sweat, some blood and a lot of dirt, my hair, tangled and mixed in any possible way, a birds nest would be the best way to describe it.

What if he saw me like this?

He who?

He...who?

HE WHO!

"Don't tell me Voldemort has control over my memory now!" I screech, I hear gasps from the other side of the wall. Right. Can't say his name.

Or he will find me for sure.

But who was it that he mentioned..? The son of the father, the father that's in the Ministry or something like that. Or it could have been, no. That wouldn't make any sense.. I growl in anger and confusion.

Who was it that Voldemort mentioned?

Who don't I want to see me right now?

Who was he?

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Stepping off the platform I glance around for any sign of 9 3/4 or a familiar face, if I would be able to recognize them.. Or them recognizing me, if I look like this no one will be able to tell who I am.

"I'm so screwed it's not even funny." I complain by stomping my foot on the ground and walking away towards the exit.