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Chapter 3 : Lilykins
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Aw, that sucks! But at least Potter isnít with you right now-he can write, but he cannot be around you constantly, at least, like he would be if we were at school. And donít let Pathetic Petunia the Wilted Flower get to you. Sheís just jealous.
Anyways, you better write him back, or heíll keep bugging you!
Much love and hope that your summer gets better, Amy.
My owl, Venus, should get this to you and come back if you tell her to; there is no need to reply. Yes, my hair is fine, I donít miss you, and I canít say I feel very angelic writing this. Sorry to seem cold, but, good Lord, Potter, its only been a day!
The more stubborn, Lily Evans.
PS- though I doubt you know my first name anyways.
PPS- NO! I wont go out with you.
Iím insulted you think I donít know anything about you, much less your first name. Why, I know everything about you.
And tough luck, love, Iím replying.
The stubbornest, James Potter.
PS- PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME?
PPS- you are an angel, even if you are mad at me, and thatís not the only time Iím watching you.
Call me ĎLilykinsí AND DIE.
You do not know everything about me. You would not like me in the slightest if you knew everything. You also would not be calling me angelic, oh, definitely not.
Call me Ďloveí AND DIE.
And by the way, thatís, ďmost stubbornĒ.
He is still bugging me! And he called me an angel!!! Argh!
Fine. Back to Evans.
If it keeps you it contact with me, you can correct my grammar anytime!
I do know everything about you and Iíll prove it.
You could just call me Lily, you know.
I donít believe you.
AND THE SKIES OPENED AND THE HEAVENS SANG! I CAN CALL HER LILY!
PS- I know everything about you, period. Deal with it, Evans!
PPS- I mean Lily!
I never said- well I suppose I did- oh for heavens sake Potter! I never meant it like that about the nicknames its just well-argh-um
Potter, you confuse, irritate, and puzzle me to no end, did you know that?
PS- I donít believe you, Potter. THERE IS NO WAY YOU CAN KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT ME. I donít even know everything about myself at times, jeez.
Oh, Lord, he called you angel! Heís madly in love with you! Yeah, he deserves to be stoned, that one.
PS- how is the weedÖermÖyour lovely sister, I mean.
Stinking Tunia is unbearable, Potter thinks he knows everything about me, and I am losing my mind!
Oh, and she is getting MARRIED to that one jerk very soon-you know, the one with no neck. I said the word Ďmagicí yesterday and his entire face turned a lovely shade of fuchsia, in under 4 seconds! New world record!
Yours in sarcasm, Lily.
Sheís really getting married-who would marry her! And who would marry that one jerk-er, Vernon, right? I guess beggars canít be choosers though! And can you believe nearly 3 weeks of this summer are gone! Its going way to fast- soon weíll be seeing each other to go shopping for school!
Love ya, Amy
PS-Potter probably does know everything about you.
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