Notecards
The
empty, sandy beach wasn't perfect, but that made it feel so real. The
gentle roar of the wind. The occasional crashing wave. It was so
peaceful. So beautiful. So romantic.
James picked up a rock from
amongst the endless array of grains of sand. He rolled it around in
his hand feeling the smooth texture of the cold pebble. He held up
his hand, palm up, to expose the pebble.
James took the pebble
between his thumb and forefinger and with a flick of the wrist, sent
it skipping into the orangey sunset.
"Wow!" gasped Lily
Evans.
James turned to her with a grin highlighting his hazel eyes
while the wind played with his already messy black hair, "Thanks.
How many times do you think that was?"
Lily turne3d her
emerald green eye out toward the water once more, then shrugged, "Too
many times to count," she replied as she turned back to him and
tossed her gorgeous, long red hair out of her face.
James looked
away and gazed at the sun. It was too good to be true, Lily Evans
actually talking to him.
"Could you teach me how to skip
rocks?" she asked, breaking the growing silence.
"James
looked at her and grinned, "Its really quite easy. Here-"
He
studied the ground for a few moments then picked up the "perfect"
skipping stone and explained to Lily what to look for in her
potential skipping stone.
He then showed her how to flick her
wrist to send said stone on its merry way.
Laughter.
A
moment.
Lily and James found themselves gazing into each others'
eyes an slowly moved closer
James closed his eyes...
and of
course woke up.
James
opened his eye and found himself looking at a thoroughly stunned
Remus Lupin. He glanced at what Remus was staring at, a black
splatter on the table which seemed to be sprinkled with something
shiny. James grinned as he realized that Remus' inkwell had exploded.
That explained what had awakened him. He grabbed his wand and with a
flick had cleaned the mess, which had included the table, Remus'
notes, and Remus.
James placed his own inkwell in front of Remus,
"There you go Mooney."
Remus in turn gave him some kind
of a look, heaved a sigh and returned to his notes.
James looked
around and took in the many activities of History of Magic. Professor
Binns floated in front and droned on about the Veelan Treaty of 1753.
Sirius sat on the other side of Remus sound asleep.
After a few
moments and no return of sleep, James became extremely bored. He
rummaged around in his school bag for anything
that
might entertain him. He came up with notecards and sharpies. James
had been planning on writing some brilliant prank to pull on
Snivelly, but instead found himself writing out his dream.
Eva
Renolds. A picture of mysterious, dark beauty, with her luscious,
long dark hair and her soulful chocolately brown eyes. James pulled
her down the corridor by her hand, her delighted giggles making him
grin.
They slipped into a closet and both dropped their bags to
the floor. James placed his hands on her slender waist while Eva
placed a hand on his shoulder and the other behind his head.
They
drew closer.
And locked in a passionate embrace.
Broken by the
soul shattering gasp. A gasp that shattered two souls.
James broke
away from Eva in time to see the painfully shocked face of Lily.
James
woke with a start, soaked with sweat and hopelessly tangled in his
blankets. He squeezed his eyes shut, Lilly's hurt face burned into
his mind's eye.
He had been think about going out with Eva in
hopes that it would make Lily jealous enough to go out with him.
How
could he be so stupid?
Later
that day in Charms class, James found himself, once again, recording
his dream. this time as a colorful doodle.
Two stick figures,
locked in an embrace looking over at another stick figure.
he
stared at the card then flipped it over and scribbled a note.
As
he scribbled he announced to his that his attempts to win Lily over
were over.
He gave up.
When
the bell rang the four Marauders were in too much of a hurry packing
their things way, they had a prank to pull, and James accidentally
left his notecards.
And Lilly read them.
And she found that
James had matured.
And she loved him.
That
evening Lily caught up with James when he was alone.
"I found
these," she said as she handed him his notecards.
James
looked at the notecards and his heart plummeted. Surely these
notecards had annoyed her.
"Ummm, sorry."
"About
what?"
"Aren't you mad?"
Lilly grinned and
pointed out the scribbled note:
I, James Potter, hereby forget all stupid plots to "show off" to Lilly Evans in my quest to gain her as my girlfriend. I shall leave Lily Evans alone and wish her much love.
James
made a disgusted face, "God that is so stupid sounding."
"But
James I loved it!' Lily laughed, "With those dorky words you
proved to me that you "grew-up."
James blinked.
"James,"
Lily smiled, "would you like to out on a date with me?"
Another
blink.
"Ah, sure," James managed to say at long
last.
Lily laughed and quite unexpectedly, kissed him.
Once
they broke apart, James had apparently regained himself, "i
would say that first kiss should get us to the wedding."
"You
keep telling yourself that." Lily laughed as they walked hand in
hand to the common room.
Two notecards fluttered down the hall in
a gentle breeze and into a grumbling, Mr. Filch's dustpan.
