RP one million and seventeen; (26)

Lyssa bit her lip and looked at her mum. "Voldemort...wanted to see me and Cassie..." she mumbled in explanation.

Narcissa frowned and made a noise that clearly stated she thought whatever Voldemort wanted could have waited until Lyssa was better again. Cassie smiled slightly as Narcissa started fussing over Lyssa, getting her back into bed, making sure she was fine, forcing her to drink some medicine stuff. It reminded her of her mum when either she or Lizzie was sick. Cassie sighed feeling homesick.

"Mum," Lyssa protested. "I'm fine. Calm down." Narcissa wouldn't listen though until after Lyssa was laying back down and had drunk something or other. Lyssa sighed at her mum's antics.

Cassie just kept quiet as Narcissa fussed and then walked out of the room telling Lyssa she would be back later and to not get out of bed.

Lyssa frowned at her mum. "Overprotective..." she muttered once Narcissa was out of the room. She crossed her arms, bored already. She was tired of laying in bed all of the time.

"My mum is like that too," Cassie said sitting down on one of the chairs in the room.

"Why are mums like that? It's annoying. I know they worry, but really. It's not like if I got up I would fall over dead or something."

"Yeah, when I was like seven I got the chickpox which everyone else in the house had already had but I literally couldn't get out of my room without mum noticing and sending me back." Cassie sighed. "Mothers, really."

Lyssa sighed. "Forget this," she muttered, sitting up on her bed, and swinging her feet down. "It's not like anything's gonna happen if I get up, honestly."

"Apart from your Mum going balistic." Cassie said with a shrug. "Anyway, we need to think on the fricken Order problem..."

"Mum going balistic isn't really all that scary, to be honest. Now if it were Lucius on the other hand..." Lyssa muttered. "But yeah, we need to work on the Order thing..."

Cassie sighed. "Ugh, I can't think of anything." She said after like a minute.

Lyssa frowned. "Well, we could go about a route that you've managed to escape from being held captive. That might actual get some credation so we get let in."

"How would I have escaped though? I could say slipped out when the door opened because I can turn into a cat but then that would tell them that I'm an illigle animagus which I don't really want..."

"I don't know, that's as far as I got. Maybe you could say I helped you, since that would help me get in too? I don't know."

"Hrm," Cassie said. "That could work. Voldemort instructed one of his Death Eaters to get me out of the cellar for one of his sadistic reasons and between the cellar and the drawing room you intervene and we both bolt for our lives?"

"Sounds good to me," Lyssa said with a shrug.

"Good enough. Do you have any quill and parchment I can use? I'll write to Professor McGonagall."

Lyssa sighed and got up (*gasp*), going over to her desk and rummaging around on it a few moments before finding some parchment, ink, and a quill. She handed it to Cassie.

"Thanks,"

Cassie wrote a letter to Professor McGonagall, breifing the story the girls had made up and asking if they could join the order.

"No problem," Lyssa replied. As Cassie wrote the letter, Lyssa moved about her room, stretching and working on walking a straight line, so that whenever they did have to go to the Order she could at least walk on her own. As she was doing so, Narcissa walked by.

(what's with Narcissa and Lucius showing up at bad times?)

Cassie sent the letter off with Lyssa's owl that was sitting in the room and turned to see Narcissa standing their looking at Lyssa. "Melyssa," She said sternly. "If you do not get into that bed and stay there until I say you can get out you will be in trouble. Understand?"

(No idea)

Lyssa sighed and gave Narcissa an exasperated look. "But mum...I'm tired of laying in bed all the time. Honestly, I'm fine to move about at least a little bit. Please?"

"No and Cassandra I suggest you leave so Melyssa can get some rest." "Yes ma'am," Cassie said giving Lyssa a sympathetic look and walking out listening to Lyssa's and Narcissa's banter.

"Mum, honestly! I'm fine! I've been resting for ages!" Lyssa protested.