Chapter 1 : Prologue
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I was sitting in front of the television enjoying a nice reality show. I didn’t know what was going on to be honest, because of the obvious reason; I don’t get to watch television in the Gryffindor Common Room. So the only time I actually watch this stuff is when I’m at home for the summer holidays. I’m not complaining or anything, just stating the facts. I was watching the last five minutes – correction, the last boiling-eggs-in-my-heart-and-transporting-it-to-my-veins exciting five minutes – when I was, annoyingly, interrupted by an explosion right outside the window.
My head jerked around to see what the noise was but, surprisingly, not even an explosion of such magnitude could make me stand at this point. I was too relaxed and lazy and well… You get the picture. So I turned my head and was driven out of my emotional range as the explosion was proven to be nothing but an old barn owl crash-landing against the kitchen window.
Wait, an old barn owl? What does he want now? And what’s so important that he has to send an owl? All right, you know what this means right? I have to get up.
I walked over to the window lazily and opened it wide, letting all the rays of sunlight available for the day pour through my weed-grown window pane. I let the owl walk in and help itself to some owl food we keep on a bowl next to the window sill. As the owl started to munch on its reward happily, I walked towards the television, opening the envelope as I went.
And stopped abruptly with one foot dangling a few inches above the ground.
I couldn’t believe what I was reading. I refused to believe what I was reading. No, he wouldn’t! He couldn’t!
I read it over and over again, tears pouring down my face freely.
I don’t think we should be together anymore. We clearly don’t match. I’m sorry Lils, really, but continuing this would only hurt us more. You know that we’re going to have a lot of complications in the future so it’s better to break it off now. I hope we could be friends for ever. We can right? Please say we can. I’ll always be there for you no matter what. I promise.
I suddenly felt my feet wobble beneath me before I fell to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. I didn’t understand what was going on. We can’t break up. We literally can’t! We are like more than a married couple. Well, not really married but something along those lines. Bound for life, two halves of the same soul. It feels so right to be together. It’s like living by yourself, only one half of you taking another shape and personality. We are complimentary. We fit together. I just can’t understand.
A loud pop right beside me made me jump to my feet. I stared at the cold, steel grey eyes inquiringly as I backed away slowly, away from this stranger. I don’t know him. No, I’ve never even seen him.
“Lils, I think we should-
I couldn’t control it. I burst out crying. I never cry in front of people. Never. But he’d always been the exception. My feelings would always come out, unguarded and unprotected in his presence.
“Tell me why! I d-don’t understand!”
I could only control my voice so far as “understand” as I broke down at the word.
“Lily we just… We don’t match.”
“And you figure this out now? After one and a half years?”
“I know, but-”
“No. You’re lying. It’s just that you’re not in love with me any more!”
I started to shake uncontrollably all over.
“No Lily, I love you. You know that.”
“No, I don’t. How long have you been acting as if you loved me?”
“I’ve never. Please Lily listen to me.”
“No you listen to me! You’re not in love with me anymore! Why can’t you say it to my face and be done with it?”
“Because… Because that’s not the truth!”
I looked at him properly for the first time. I didn’t know this new Scorpius. My Scorpius was warm and loving and sweet, not cold and dark and secretive like this imposter. He looked uncomfortable and guilty. He hadn’t even lifted his eyes from the floor all this time to meet my eyes. Something was terribly wrong, I was sure of it.
“Scorp, for goodness sake, what the hell is wrong with you?”
He finally lifted his eyes to meet mine and, when he did, there was a cruel finality in his eyes and his firmly set jaw.
“I’m just not in a mood to have a girlfriend.”
My mouth only opened and closed for a few minutes, without a word coming out of it. My mind was blank. I did not know what to think. Finally, everything started to dawn to me after a few minutes. Reality came crashing down and so did my voice.
“Not in a mood to have a girlfriend?”
My voice was strangely quiet but very, very dangerous. He knew it too, for he backed away a few steps before lifting his hands in defence.
“Lily, come on. We can be friends right?”
The balls on him.
I too was amazed by how calm, quiet, controlled and dangerous my voice sounded. It wasn’t like me to be this menacing but, at the moment, I couldn’t give a rat’s arse.
“Please Lily, listen to-”
“Get. The. Hell. OUT. Of. My. Goddamned. House.”
He didn’t need another invitation. He turned on the spot and disappeared with another loud pop, leaving me empty and cold within. I dropped to the floor once again. I was glad that the rest of the family had gone to watch the Quidditch World Cup. I was glad that I’d lied about going to the World Cup with Emily. Sure, they’d find out soon enough, but I thought it would be worth it. I was to spend the whole week with him at his Manor, starting tomorrow.
I cried for as long as I could remember, all day and all night, just sitting on the floor near the window. My stomach growled in hunger but I didn’t care. As dawn broke the dusk apart, the light seeped into the house, lighting up the calendar that was hanging right opposite me. I stared at the flapping pages until the reflected light started to hurt my eyes. As I was tearing my eyes away from the bright patch of yellow sheet, something caught my attention, making me jump to my feet with a start. I ran towards the calendar and ran my fingers over the date over and over again, making creases on the perfect yellow sheet. For the second time in mere hours, I refused to believe my eyes.
I was to sit an aptitude examination two hours from now, an examination that would decide my whole career and my complete future. In short, an examination that would either turn the rest of the pages of my diary golden or wet with thick tears.
Scorpius seemed to have decided that thick tears suited my diary better.
As requested, I decided to continue this :D As a Novel :D I hope I won't disappoint you guys. I've already planned the whole thing and I sort of like it. Hope you'd like it too :D
EDIT: the hard disk of my laptop disappeared along with the complete plot of this story as well as the written chapters. That was the the reason for the lag. But I've got a better idea and now I'm re-plotting. So excited about it *giggles* There'll be fewer lags in the future. thank you so much for all the reviews I've got so far. It's bean an immense pleasure :)
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