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Chapter 20 : Chapter Twenty. Elsie.
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I was sure of quite a few things. Firstly, I was positive that when I left school I never wanted to have any form of contact with most of the people I knew. Second, I know that I was to have a blue house with white shutters, or a white house with blue shutters. And Third, I was in love with Peter, and he was in love with me. And to ruin that with premeditated spontaneous sex—it felt wrong, sacrilegious.
He held my hand as he led me to the normal classroom. The desks had a cushioning charm on them, and I was quite pleased to see he had taken a few precautions.
I walked up to him slowly. He tightened his hold on my hand a bit, and then loosened it to slide his hands up to my wrists, and then to my shoulders. For all the words to describe Peter heartless isn’t one of them. He was the most compassionate guy I’d ever known, and I let my lips form into a sincere smile at that moment. He kissed me tenderly, and I leaned my head on his shoulder without a sound.
He put his hand on my cheek and guided my face towards him again, looking into my eyes until the last second, right before our lips touched, and he closed his eyes. I let my hands roam a little, playing with his hair, tickling the back of his neck, sliding my hand down his arm to hold his hand. He pushed forward a little, relocating us to where the table was.
I won’t go into any more detail, but it was amazing! It felt like perfect, and magical, and I just wanted to keep going, but Peter got really sleepy, so we stopped. Despite the fact that we were sleeping atop a splinter-filled wooden desk, it was extremely comfortable. Lying down, Peter’s arm shrugged over me. I played with his fingers a little before I began to drift off.
He tickled me awake the next morning.
I couldn’t tell him about the dare. It would have destroyed him, and I loved him too much to do it. So I didn’t. But still, he loved me so much, and I loved him. It felt terrible to do.
I waddled down the corridor the next morning after being told by Lily to meet in the dorm during lunch. My thighs were sore, and I was really sleepy, but I felt more alive than I had in a really long time. The only bad part of this sunny afternoon was that Peter wasn’t around to share it with. He left to go to hang out with his mates.
I wiggled past some talking fifth years, and saw Camilla seemingly walk out of a wall. I figured she’d just been leaning against it. Her hair was rumpled and her lips looked kind of swollen, but she was as pretty as ever.
“Milla!” I shouted. I ran towards her, hearing my shoes make funny noises. She turned towards me, her eyes wide and confused. I beamed and asked, “Whatcha doing here?”
She looked really confused now, and turned, pointing at the wall. My eyes scanned the wall rather quickly, seeing nothing but old, gray stones. I giggled, “Right. Well, c’mon, let’s go. Mute needs to talk to us.”
I grabbed her arm and ran to the dorm, my eyes watching as the portraits of dead wizards, witches, and important people flew past in blurs. Students ducked out of our way, and then turned back to see us dodge a few more people. When we finally did reach the dorm, Camilla immediately shrugged out of my grip and flopped onto her bed, wiggling her fingers into her blankets. And people say I’m weird.
Mute was playing with her fingers a bit and kept opening and closing her mouth, like she had a lot to say, but couldn’t get it out. After two or so minutes of this, Camilla finally opened her mouth and blurted out, “Before you start, I need to tell you guys something.”
Lily, who had been balled up on her bed, rocking back and forth, now untangled her limbs and scooted to the edge to hear what Camilla had to say. Lily’s bright red hair, the locks that I’d always been jealous of, glowed in the sunlight that was entering the room from the window. I watched as Mute looked up at Camilla expectantly, and wondered what the strawberry blonde was gonna say.
“I ruined everything.” Camilla breathed. It seemed like this confession was really difficult for her to say, and I felt really bad for her. But I couldn’t deny that she’d messed up my life. “I love you all so much. When I was a shrew after that arrogant bi—after Ken left me…you guys didn’t abandon me. You were there for me. And Mute, you even let me stay with you for a week over the winter hols, and I can’t even tell you how helpful…it meant so much to me.
“The dare…it was the worst thing I could have possibly come up with. I was hurt, seeking revenge on the male population. The Marauders pulled that weird yellow snow prank, and I saw Black, and I saw Lupin and Potter and Pettigrew, I saw them and just put it in my mind that they needed to be punished. I’m so…sorry!”
We stared at Camilla like she was a leper.
“Lily,” Milla began once more. “Lily, you love James. And he loves you so much. You should be together. Apologize to him and if you truly loves you, you guys can work through this. And Mute, Remus loves you, and I bet if you told him, he’d still love you. Same for you, Els.”
“That’s what I need to say,” Mute chimed in. Her face looked really sad, guilty. “I told Remus last night. And he left me.”
A few tears streaked down her cheeks, and I gave her a one arm hug, trying to comfort her.
“We’ve got a lot to think about,” Lily finally said.
Well, I am so sorry it's taking me so long to update. I had a play and a ton of schoolwork. I know this chapter is short, but next one will be longer, I promise. I'll try to update before the end of the month. Please review!
Reviewer Question: Besides the obvious Lily/James, which couple would you like to see stay together?
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