Where Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone? PV: Lily

Cursa listened intently as Lily filled in the gaps about Lark. Clearly Colin had left a long string of snogging partners and at least one fiancée in his wake. "That's the girl that thought she would marry Colin," Lily said.

Liam nodded with a low chuckle. "Did a right job on his bawbies did Lark. Lad coud ne wawk fer a week!"

Lily smirked. "She turned violent when Colin couldn't remember who she was." Cursa's eyes widened at the horror of it all. He groaned involuntarily.

"Lark's a real bitch, you know, eh. I don't know her, but she's definitely familiar to me, because she goes to Ilvermorny. I think she's a year or two ahead? Or she got held back or something. She's a little older anyway. How does Colin get mixed up with these people, eh? She's the kind of girl you don't mess with. She's got a gang and everything that follows her around and pretty much does whatever she tells them to do, you know."

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They snuck another quick glance towards the far side of the common room. "And isn't Hamish our jerk of a cousin that none of us likes?" Lily asked. The two boys nodded in unison. It struck Cursa that Lily wasn't around back when he and the twins met Hamish. "'S òinseach mhor," Liam muttered. (1) "You're a real McCoire, you know that Lils? I dunno what Liam just said, but it didn't sound good! Gotta hate the right people, you know, eh!" Liam sneered. "I remember one time when I was visiting up in Scotland. We were, what was it, Liam, nine --- no, ten years old!" Liam nodded, the sneer turning into a low snarl. "Easy mate," Cursa said softly. "He and his gang were inducting us younger kids into the clan, you know. He said something stupid about one of the boys and Colin stood up to him. Well, old Hamish whipped out a rusty old knife and flicked that down across Colin's face before any of could even react! Then he made us run around and do mock battles all morning. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

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That was actually fun! Colin was bleeding like stink, you know, so me and Liam told Hamish he'd better fix him up before he bled to death. Well, Hamish would hear nothing of the sort, you know, eh. One of the other cousins gave us a really sneaky smirk and said he'd do it. I didn't know anything about wands back then, you know. But I do remember it had a crack in it. When he cast the spell, I could see sparks arcking all along it and the air smelled funny. Anyway, that's how Colin got his scar!" Liam huffed. Cursa could tell the boy was getting all hot under the shirt about the company that had gathered in the Cauldron. Lily said: "There's someone else with them. That man behind Hamish. Scraggly, sallow look, and sunken in face. Looks like he hasn't showered in weeks." Cursa hadn't paid him much notice. Liam gave him and Lily a feral look. His nose crinkled the way Colin's did when he was upset and angry about XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

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something. He scooched a little closer to Lily. His eyes lowered to Liam's fists. They were clenched and pale. "Get yourself ready, Lils," Cursa advised. Something was going on in Liam's head that he wasn't sharing. That was unusual.

Lily nodded. "Liam, maybe you should go check on Colin. I don't think it's a coincidence that these people are here. There's a reason why they're watching us and I don't like it."

"Cail...? I canna hear ..." Liam whispered. Cursa looked around. Colin hadn't shown up, so who was he talking to? And then quick as crocuses in winter, Liam shot up from the table and turned towards the back corridor of the Cauldron. "Come on!" he grunted.

Cursa and Lily didn't waste any time. He had sense enough to grab Colin's satchel as well as his own, and Lily got Liam's. He gave Lily an exhausted look. "Honestly those two! Always leaping before they think." He shook his head. "I mean. I expect that from Colin! --- but Liam?"

They followed after Liam! He dashed into the corridor that led to the stairs up to the rooms. Then turned quickly to the corridor that led to the restrooms. Thank God he turned away from them, Cursa thought! And then he was out into the alley behind the inn, heading for Diagon Alley. The look of terror on Liam's face told him much more than cryptic words: "He's not here! Lily! Cursa! I can't hear him!"

^{( 1 )} 'S òinseach mhor: he's a great big idiot.

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