As I left Dumbledore's office a few minutes later, I had one thought running through my mind.
Why was Lucy only in my head for sixteen years?
There was the dream in my fourth year that told me I had a limited amount of time left.
Then it said three years, six months...now it’s only two years.
This time in two years, I’m going to be sixteen.
Does that mean I’m gonna die?
Who cares, really, I’m too tired for this shit.
Oh well, let's make the most of it.
Eat chocolate.
Get fat.
“HEY!” a voice screamed in my mind.
“LUCY!”
“Willow!”
“I can’t believe you’re a real person!”
“Remind me to write that prophecy thingo when I get out of here, okay?”
“Rightio spaggetio.”
“Don’t say that. Ever.”
“SHUT UP LUCY WHAT DO YOU KNOW?”
“THAT ONE DAY, YOU’RE GONNA GET CAUGHT, ONE DAY YOU’RE GONNA GET CAUGHT WITH YOUR PANTS DOWN!”
“You’re a little odd.”
“You’re one to talk.”
“Lucy Lucy Lucy.”
“I’ll be back later, I’ve gotta pee.”
“Lucy, before you go...”
“Yesum?”
“Do you...this is hard to say...” I said awkwardly.
“Yes? Hurry it up, my bladder’s gonna explode.”
“Do...Do you have a penis?”
“HOW DID YOU KNOW?” Lucy screamed and her voice disappeared from my mind.
Now I’m confused.
Then I was attacked by emotions so I fell asleep, like a normal person, but on the floor.
Then I was in Dumbledore's office with him and Snape, feeling like I was wide awake, but it was obviously the next day. And I was really confused.
Alright.
"This is awkward." I said as I casually sat in his chair.
Oh hey, there were tears across my cheeks. The pair looked at me oddly. "Oh, oh let me guess: you wiped my memories for a Dumbledore like reason?”
"No, you apparated into my office while sleeping." Dumbledore said.
“And Crying...” Snape added, and he might have given me a half-glance, but I wasn’t sure.
"Oh okay." I said.
Then I realised – today was the day.
The performance day.
"Gotta go. Bye." I said and fell out of the chair and rolled out the open door.
****
Let’s just say, that to achieve some of the looks we wanted, Professor Scott had really gotten into the spirit of our show, and cooked up some Polyjuice potion and now, well, I was McGonagall.
