Please Wake Up, Lily

Chapter 3
A New School Year

    Ginny could not believe what her father just said. She stood there for a long time before anyone spoke.

Ginny: No... it can't be...Snape? she falls on the sofa

Mr Weasley: I'm so sorry dear.

Ginny [angrliy]: But he killed Dumbledore!

Mr Weasley: I know, I'm just as disgusted as you are.

Miss Weasley: This is outragous! No, I have had enough! we are going to my Aunt's house first thing-

Mr. Weasley: Molly! you know Ginny has to go back! if she doesn't, who knows what will happen to us! She's just going to have to deal with it.

Ginny: He betrayed...

"MUM, you bought the 'No pulp' kind again..." I grumble, grimacing with my first sip of laranja juice.

"Sorry, dear. I always forget which kind you like," she apologizes.

"It's 'SOME pulp'," I remind her for what must be the millionth time.

She scribbles something on the grocery list tacked to the inside of the silverware cupboard door.

"Run out and get the mail?" She asks.

I run my thumb up the stack of napkins that sits on the table. "Do I have to?"

She turns around and gives me a look that usually means No-dear-you-don't-have-to-but-if-you-don't-I'm-going-to-buy-more-no-pulp-orange-juice....