•Down The Rabbit Hole• Chapter One
#Have you ever read a book and become completely infatuated with it?
Your every breath spend daydreaming of your adventures inside said world?
I know I have.#
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Snap!
“Hm?” I hum softly, the world coming back into focus as I gaze at the hand in front of my face,
“you done daydreaming yet?”
Lilith inquires playfully, retracting her hand and using it to prop up her head as she looks over at a few football players a couple yards away from us, a small smirk on her face.
I chuckle at her distant romantic endeavors as I snap the 7th HP book close, a recent endeavor of my own that has completely taken over my life for the past few months.
Now, i've had my fair share of books that evoke something in me or change my mindset on life, but never had I have such gut wrenching emotions as I have had reading this series,
Harry, that poor, poor boy simply wanted a family that loved him, and what he got instead was multiple attempted assasionation assailants,
defamation of his character, the destruction of his one true home and the death of so many children who simply didn’t need to die.
Safe to say, it’s been hard getting over the fact that Harry Potter isn’t real, and that no matter how hard I try, I can never save him, I can never get to know him.
I simply have to live with the fact that he doesn’t exist,
And oh, how my heart aches at that.
“God I need that man in my life~”
Lilith’s voice breaks me out of my depressing thoughts, her face sly like a fox as she looks afar at the football boys, this time as I look up at her I truly look at her,
Lilith, my dear cousin, the twin to my soul, the bitch to my usual compassion.
Her hair is long and wavy,
a rich brown comparable to that of deep chocolate, yet at times when the sun hits her just right it becomes like that of Aureus, a darken golden latin color like that of a prized golden coin,
Her eyes are a mesmerizing cinnamon color, something that we both find laughable as we detest cinnamon with a passion.
Her skin is a light goldish brown with freckles adorning her face and body.
And finally, Her fucking personality,
To say the least.. Its sharp, and vicious, and confident, to such extremes It burns everything in her way and forces them to bend to her will,
It's truly mesmerizing how effortless It all Is at times.
although, Compared to Lilith’s ever-burning ember,
I consider myself like that of flowing water,
vicious, and adaptable, apathetic on one side and empathetic on the other.
My hair, unlike that of Lily’s, is a brown like that of the dirt which all things traverse upon,
my hair is long and curly, It flows over my shoulders and reaches down to my waist in similar yet still slightly different curl patterns,
my eyes are a deep brownish black,
one that leaves a sour taste in other people’s mouths if I relax my face.
……….
Water Is calm and presentable, yet when It snaps, It snaps,
Fire is prideful and untouchable, yet when It finally burns out,
It realizes that nothing is left.
“Lily” I mutter softly, still mused as she turns around to look at me,
“Hm? What Is It Dear Ol’ Milly?” Lilith questions in a singsong tone,
leaning back comfortably In her chair and twirling a piece of her hair around her finger.
“I-“
I stop myself before I say something I’d later regret, quickly racking my brain of anything to maneuver the conversation I had stupidly started, to.
“What house would you enter If hogwarts was real?” I blurt out swiftly, my face remaining a careful mix of curiosity and boredom,
“Pft, I’d obviously be a snake” Lilith says easily, a confident smile on her face, the sun making her freckles stand out.
A snake, that makes sense, she definitely wouldn’t be a Lion, nor a Badger as they are too trusting, perhaps a Raven but she doesn’t really have a thirst for knowledge, so truly the only one that would fit her Is the Snake den.
“That.. honestly seems like the only one you fit in” I say thoughtfully, my index finger tapping my chin rhythmically,
“What would you be? I’m thinking a Raven or a Snake, you are the least trusting person of newcomers and you are the most careful person I’ve met, so Lion and Badger are out” Lilith remarked carefully, clearly curious to what my answer would be.
And honestly.. I’m not a Snake,
I’m not cunning, and I’m definitely not ambitious,
I’m stupidly creative and imaginative, inquisitive at heart, but it’s not just knowledge I thirst for, no, it’s also an insatiable hunger for secrets, people’s deepest desires, their wrongdoings, their dreams, all of it.
So, at the end of every road, I’m a-
“Raven, I’d be In Ravenclaw’’
I reply confidently, a soft smile lining my heart shaped lips pleasantly.
“Yeah, that checks out” Lilith responds with a chuckle,
“I guess together we make America, huh?” She jests slyly.
A startled laugh escapes me easily,
“Pft! Yeah, I guess we do” I conceded easily,
“Hey, we have class In twenty so let’s pack up Kay?”
I mentioned as I shove the 7th HP book into my bag, a mix of complex feelings creeping up as I take In the fact that I’ve already finished the series, that I’ll never again be able to feel such wonder at the description of Hogwarts, I’ll never feel such pity at Tom Marvolo Riddle's descent into madness, such sorrow at Sirius’s death, the pain of the children lost to war, the destruction of Hogwarts, all of It.
It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth as I walk to class with Lilith In tow.
It's no less than twenty seconds after I calm myself do I hear a weird chiming sound, the atmosphere becomes freezing cold instantly and the ground below us turns an endless black.
“Wha-“ I blurt out just as Lilith yelps as the darkness consumes us.
