Post by Lily Potter on Oct 25, 2009 20:13:42 GMT
He made her do this. The boy she had to call her brother. He had said to get to know his bitch of a girlfriend. She was nice ad funny. Not true. Not true at all. She was a bratty Huffler who thought she had every right to curse at Lily because she was younger. So what? She wasn't standing for this, but James had said she had to, or else. So, thats the only damn reason she was out in the Forbidden forest, awaiting the girl her brother called his girlfriend. The girl she hated with every ounce of her being. Lilah Krum. She just got right under her skin. It wasn't right, and that wasn't the last time Lily Potter would think that exact thing.
So, four bottles of firewhiskey in her handy dandy backpack, she headed down to the border of the dark forest. She shivered. This was not the place you wanted to be at night. Flat out creepy. But there wasn't a chance that anyone would find the unlikely pair drinking to their new found friendship, if that even happened. Lily was planning on fighting the girl, she would win drunk or sober. Smiling, she entered the forest, walking slowly to Aragog's clearing. It was deep in the forest, but easy to find. Well, easy enough to find. Though she hoped the girl wouldn't find her, Lily walked slowly, in case Lilah got lost. She knew she should have waited back by the borer of the forest, but she half wished Lilah would get lost in the dark and scary forest. "It would make my life easier." she mumbled under her breath.
Pulling her black sweatshirt closer, Lily entered the vast clearing. No one had seen the huge spiders in years. That was a good thing. Lily knew that James was coming later to check up on the progress the two were making. Oh what she'd give to go into the warm Common Room and talk with Zane. Only last week they had decided they were going to the Yule Ball together. Great, just great. A branch got tangled in her hair. Cursing under her breath, she began to walk and untangle the stick from her fiery hair. "James better be happy about this"
Upon entering the clearing, Lily found a nice big stump to sit on while waiting for Krum. "I hope she dies trying to find me." she said aloud, talking mainly to herself in a hushed whisper. The words weren't true, well, not fully true. She wasn't fond of the girl, not fond at all. She was a lying girl that always got what she wanted. Only her brother loved her. Or so he thought. Good God! He had a bad taste in women. Sighing, Lily took out a bottle of whiskey, taking a big swig, she awaited the girl.
[/size]So, four bottles of firewhiskey in her handy dandy backpack, she headed down to the border of the dark forest. She shivered. This was not the place you wanted to be at night. Flat out creepy. But there wasn't a chance that anyone would find the unlikely pair drinking to their new found friendship, if that even happened. Lily was planning on fighting the girl, she would win drunk or sober. Smiling, she entered the forest, walking slowly to Aragog's clearing. It was deep in the forest, but easy to find. Well, easy enough to find. Though she hoped the girl wouldn't find her, Lily walked slowly, in case Lilah got lost. She knew she should have waited back by the borer of the forest, but she half wished Lilah would get lost in the dark and scary forest. "It would make my life easier." she mumbled under her breath.
Pulling her black sweatshirt closer, Lily entered the vast clearing. No one had seen the huge spiders in years. That was a good thing. Lily knew that James was coming later to check up on the progress the two were making. Oh what she'd give to go into the warm Common Room and talk with Zane. Only last week they had decided they were going to the Yule Ball together. Great, just great. A branch got tangled in her hair. Cursing under her breath, she began to walk and untangle the stick from her fiery hair. "James better be happy about this"
Upon entering the clearing, Lily found a nice big stump to sit on while waiting for Krum. "I hope she dies trying to find me." she said aloud, talking mainly to herself in a hushed whisper. The words weren't true, well, not fully true. She wasn't fond of the girl, not fond at all. She was a lying girl that always got what she wanted. Only her brother loved her. Or so he thought. Good God! He had a bad taste in women. Sighing, Lily took out a bottle of whiskey, taking a big swig, she awaited the girl.
