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Chapter 8 : Chapter 8: Lizzie and Lily
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"Lily?" Elizabeth was on the telephone. "Can you come over?"
"Mummy said yes. I'll be right over." Lily replied.
Carefully crossing the street, Lily walked up, and knocked on the door.
"Hey, Lily!" Elizabeth grinned brightly, her eyes sparkling.
"Hey, Lizzie." Lily smiled, pushing some of her bright red hair off her shoulder.
Elizabeth's mom came into the living room. "Oh, hello Lily. Are you staying over today?"
Lily Evans nodded enthusiastically.
"Want to come help me bother Petunia?"
Lizzie laughed. "As much fun as that would be, I'm grounded."
"Lizabeth!" Lily gasped into the phone. "What did you do?"
"I guess I somehow got some books to fly at my dear sister, Catherine." Lizzie scoffed. "Yeah, right. Because I could do that."
"I'm sorry, Lizzie."
"It's alright Lils."
"Happy birthday, though."
"Oh. Right. I forgot."
Lily laughed. "Lizzie, you do the weirdest things."
Lizzie also started laughing. "I guess I do."
"I feel like singing."
"I don't know. I just do."
"Alright, Lizzie. Let's sing."
"Because we can."
"Happy birthday, Lizzie!" Lily grinned, pulling out a wrapped box.
Lizzie grinned. "Thanks, Lils. I'll open it later, 'kay?"
Lily nodded. "Thanks for getting me away from Petunia."
"No problem. What do you want to do?" Lizzie asked.
"Let's watch a movie."
"Hey, look, a butterfly!" Lizzie pointed out to her best friend, Lily Evans.
Lily laughed. "Oh, Lizzie. You're such a random person."
"Yup. Do you have a problem with that?" Lizzie asked.
"Nope. It balances us out."
There was a comfortable silence. Sometimes friends don't need to talk.
"Happy birthday, Lils!" Lizzie sang when Lily opened the door.
Lily smiled brightly. "Thanks."
"No problem. Is Tuney here?" Lizzie asked, coming inside Lily's home.
Lily shook her head. "Thank God."
"Let's go eat cake."
XYZ Age 12 "I need to talk to Lily."
"What's wrong, Lizzie?"
Lily asked, coming out of the common room.
"Don't call me that." She whispered through her tears.
Lily's eyebrows furrowed. "What happened?"
"They're dead. They're all dead." Elizabeth was full out sobbing now.
"Oh, my God," Lily whispered.
"Mum, and dad, and Catherine, and Grandmum." Elizabeth looked at the ground. "I have nowhere to go."
Lily, red eyed, hugged Elizabeth. "I'm sure my parents will let you stay with us, Lizzie."
"Don't call me that," Elizabeth whispered.
XYZ Age 13
"I'm tired of this, Lils."
Lily glared at her.
"What do you mean, Lizzie?" Lily asked, folding her arms.
"I mean that you never talk to me anymore! I barely know anything about you anymore! Yesterday you didn't even sit by me in Potions!" Lizzie glared right back.
"This is about Potions?"
"No, this is about you not having time for me anymore!"
"I can't believe you think that!"
"I can't believe you don't! You practically ignore me these days! It's always Potter this, Potter that! All you care about is God damn Potter! What about me, Lily? What about your friend of 12 years, huh? I thought we were practically sisters?"
"Not to you anymore, Lily."
"That's who I am to you now, Lizzie? Lily Evans? Not Lils? God, Lizzie."
"Don't call me that."
XYZ Age 14
"I can't stay with you anymore, Lily," Elizabeth said, pushing some clothes into her bag.
"Yes, you can, Lizzie."
"Don't call me that! And you know I can't. I'm tired of all this! We're not friends anymore," Elizabeth said, turning toward Lily. "I'm not Lizzie anymore. And you're not Lils."
Lily glared at her. "Fine. We're not. But don't leave, because you know you don't have anywhere else to go."
Elizabeth's eyes filled with tears.
"Merlin, Lizzie, you can be such a jerk," Lily scoffed, quickly getting rid of the jelly legs jinx I shot at her. I could have done better, I guess.
"Yeah, you're right, I could have done better," I huffed.
"Well, that's another detention." Lily smirked.
"Whoopee," I deadpanned.
"You always were enthusiastic, Lizabeth."
I glared. "Don't call me that. You'd think you'd realize that."
"Don't try to guilt trip me."
"I'm not trying, I'm succeeding."
"Remus, leave. I need to talk to Lizzie here," Lily hissed.
Remus raised an eyebrow. "Definitely not. I don't want you guys to hex each other."
Lily turned her glare on him. "Fine. Lizzie, meet me at the seventh floor corridor tomorrow night."
"Don't call me that."
"Fine. Elizabeth, meet me there."
"Good." Lily grabbed Remus and walked away. "Get to the Ravenclaw common room."
"I don't want to talk to her," I whispered to Ashley. She was the only one who knew the full story about Lily and me.
She gave me a look. "You know you have to. You guys were friends for just about ever."
I sighed dramatically. "But Ash, what if she tries to kill me?"
"Well at least we know she'll try to frame Potter," Ashley informed me.
I laughed a little. "I wouldn't be surprised."
"But you have to talk to her, because you know you guys were inseparable. It would be worth it to rekindle that friendship."
"You know I'm always right. Come on, breakfast time. Upsie daises." Ashley gave me her hand to help pull me up.
"I guess I could. For food, you know."
I ended up trying to avoid Lily for the rest of the day. Of course, being me, I failed epically.
Because I am indeed Elizabeth Lily Moore, I just bumped into Lily Evans as often as Merlin could make possible. Those are some of the hazards of being me.
"ELIZABETH MOORE!" I heard my name being called. Wincing, I turned to find James Potter stalking toward me.
"What do you want, Potter?"
"What have you done to my Lily?" he asked.
I raised my eyebrows. "What makes you think I had something to do with your precious Lily?"
"Remus said you were arguing last night."
"So? That doesn't have to do with you."
"Everything that has to do with Lily is my business."
I scoffed. "You act like you know everything about her."
"That's because I do."
I laughed. "Yeah, right."
"I highly doubt that."
"I know that she's muggleborn, she didn't really have any friends before she came to Hogwarts—"
I started laughing hysterically. "You are so funny, Potter! Who would have guessed?"
"What are you talking about?"
"She did have a friend before she came here. They were inseparable, in fact."
Potter snorted. "Right. You don't know what you're talking about," he said and walked away.
Huh. I guess Lily really didn't talk about me to anyone.
Or, at least, James Potter. But if you think about, that makes a lot of sense. I wouldn't tell him, either.
"I swear to Merlin I have run into Lily ten times today."
"Really? That's weird," Ashley murmured.
"Are you really listening to me?"
"Alright, as long as I have an ear. Even though it might not actually be listening to me blather on."
Ashley nodded. "Uh huh." She scribbled something else on her parchment. "What does a bezoar do, again?"
"Cures the person of most poisons."
I'm bored. Ho, hum.
"I'm going to go find Michael."
"Mmmm." Ashley was still focused on her essay.
I rolled my eyes and went off to search for my boyfriend.
That feels good to say. Or think. My boyfriend.
"Hey, Remus, have you seen Michael?" I asked him.
He shook his head. "Elizabeth, who are you going to Hogsmeade with?"
"Michael." I smiled. "How about you?"
"Oh, no one." He looked awkward.
I gasped. "You like someone, don't you!" I sat down across from him.
"You do! Tell me!" I leaned forward.
I pouted. Please let it be me, please let it be me.
"I can't tell you her name."
I huffed. "Tell me about her, then." Please don't
Remus hesitated for a second. "She's really nice."
I snorted. "Of course she's nice, Remus. Would you like her if she wasn't?"
He glared. "She loves reading. L—I mean, she is really hilarious. She can make you laugh so hard." Merlin, I hate her. "She's nice to everyone. It's a little weird, actually." He chuckled.
"Why don't you go after her?" I asked. Please don't.
Remus scowled. "She wouldn't like me like that."
"By the way, Elizabeth, we have patrols in a week. I had forgotten to tell you."
"Okay. But you seem to have patrols a lot." I shrugged.
"I was making it up because I can't patrol with you."
"My mother is sick."
I gasped. "Oh, my gosh. That's awful. I'm so sorry."
"It's fine. It's just the guy I switched with can't do it, so you have to patrol alone." Remus looked embarrassed.
"It's fine," I sighed. "You need to go see your mother."
It was time. Time to party! Right, sorry.
I mean time to talk to Lily.
I had stealthily left my common room to go to the corridor, throwing in a couple of ninja rolls here and there.
Lily wasn't there. Huh. You'd think she would be, considering she was the one who told me to meet her there.
I turned to see Lily there, leaning against the wall.
Lily started to walk the corridor once, twice, three times. Suddenly a door appeared.
"Well come on, Elizabeth." Lily looked at me expectantly, holding the door open.
I walked in to find a simple room with a few couches.
"What is this place?" I asked wonderingly.
"The room of requirement. Anyway—"
"How did you get us in here?" I cut Lily off.
She looked at me impatiently. "You walk past three times, thinking hard about what you need."
"Anyway, we need to talk."
I looked at her. "I know. You told me."
"I mean, we need to talk about what happened to us."
I sighed. "I had a feeling that would be what this would be about."
It was silent for a minute.
"It was my fault," we both blurted out at the same time.
I scoffed. "It was not your fault. I overreacted. I tried talking to you, but you wouldn't even look at me for the year after that.
"I didn't spend enough time with you."
"I should have tried to talk to you, not just freak out Lily Evans-style." I pointed out.
Lily's lip quirked. "I complained about James Potter too much."
"I went on about Remus Lupin too much."
"Do you still like him?"
I blushed. "Yeah."
"Why did we just have an argument about whose fault it was?"
"Me too," I whispered, feeling pretty emotional.
Lily went up to me and hugged me.
"It's nice to be friends with you again," she whispered to me.
"Yeah, it is."
We sat down on one of the couches, just catching up and talking. Making up for those three years of not talking.
"You know the Halloween party?" I said.
Lily nodded. "What about it?"
"Well, while I don't remember much about it-" We both laughed at that. "-I do remember you dancing with Potter."
Lily's eyes widened. "Potter?" she shrieked.
Maybe I shouldn't have told her that.
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