i don't know what to do [lily]

[Vivian Nevaeh Malfoy]

Vivian Malfoy was a sneaky sort of person, especially when it came to seeing her best friend. After not having seen the one and only Lily Luna Potter in months, Vi was having withdrawals from her. Yes, it was as if she was addicted to her, but she had literally seen Lily almost everyday for the last six years and she was her best friend and Vi just honestly missed her best friend. So, an escape had been in order. Well, she had planned an escape, but with a simple request by one of Lily's therapists saying that a visit from Vi would aid in her recovery, the headmaster allowed her a day off to travel to muggle London, where a 'mixed' rehabilitation center was located. A center which was half wizard, half muggle, and the muggles were none the wiser to the magical portion of it. Lily was the star guest there, being the most popular one being housed there.

Vi had mad full plans on what to do once she saw her best friend: first on the list was hug the life out of her, and second was beat her half to death. Her journey to the clinic was quick, thanks to the headmasters floo network. Upon her arrival, she was welcomed sweetly by a rather plump witch in a nurses ensemble, and escorted to a room where her bag and personal items were checked over to make sure she had no drugs on her, and she was patted down to be checked. After being declared drug free, she was sat in a room and told Lily would be in momentarily. Growing frustrated with the whole process, Vi sat boredly, strumming her fingers on the arm of her rather cushiony chair.

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[Lily Luna Potter]

The last few months had been hell on earth. With nothing to do except go to see a therapist and talk about her 'little problem', Lily was close to losing her sanity. She was used to the fast paced life she'd lived for the past few years, not this watered down, "get you better" shit. She'd spent most of her time in her room doing next to nothing since she was hardly allowed to do anything remotely fun. The worst part of all? She lacked the company of her best friend.

To say Lily was lonely was an understatement. Vivi had been a constant in her life; a lifeline of sorts. To have that taken away had caused Lily almost as much pain as withdrawals had. She wrote daily, as if that would fill the hole that had formed when she'd been placed in rehab and had her social ties cut. She'd begged and pleaded to have the dark haired girl visit, but the doctors persisted that it would be more harmful than helpful. Lily had eventually given up.

She'd spent her morning talking to her therapist about her progress. Lily had expressed her desire to be released, but she was told it'd be a whole until she was free. Frustrated with the news, Lily had stormed off to the little gym the center had. Her normally bright hair was black, showing the staff how truly angry she was. She stayed there for quite a while, using her pent up emotions to push herself farther than usual. A soft knock pulled her out of her zone. "You have a visitor, Miss Potter."

Curious, Lily wiped the sweat from her face and walked to the little section where visitors we're usually placed. She wondered who on earth had found her as he pushed the door open. It was a surprised to see her dearest friend sitting impatiently, but Lily was beyond happy. "Well look what the nargles drug in." she laughed as she closed the door.

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