"AHHHH!" Lily Evans screamed chucking the brush across the room causing Alice and Janie to duck for fear of being hit.
"Jesus, Lily! Calm down!" Alice ducked once again as a small vase went smashing into the wall behind her. 'Grab her' she mouthed at Janie.
"Look, I'm sure it's not entirely his fault. I mean, Brown was an asshole anyway." This time it was a brown jewelry box flew past her. "Good Lord, Lily, please stop it before someone gets hurt!"
Lily picked up something else off the nightstand, preparing to chuck it, but before she could, Janie grabbed both her arms.
"Lily," she said in a dangerous tone, "Knock it off, ok?! It's not mine or Alice's fault he broke up with you. Ok?"
"I'm sorry you're right." Lily sighed and stopped struggling. "It's Potter's! I swear when I get my hands on him, oh he will pay!"
"Lily, please don't do anything stupid." Alice pleaded.
"I'm not gonna. Janie, let go of me!"
"Swear that you won't hunt down Potter as soon as I let go of you."
"All right, all right. I swear!" She exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air as Janie let go, reluctantly.
"Good girl." Alice said, sighing in relief that Lily's horrible temper had once again resumed its slumber.
Alice liked to compare Lily to a volcano, a very violent one. Very peaceful and serene, until something ticked her off at the precise moment, and she exploded.
Lily glared and stalked out the door, grabbing her wand as she went.
This was getting really old and Lily had just about had it. Lily rarely got asked out and it was even rarer that she had a boyfriend; much less a long term one. It wasn't that she wasn't pretty, Lily happened to be very pretty. It was the fact that she tended to intimidate people and those that she didn't intimidate, tended to be scared off by the one and only James Potter.
James Potter was an entirely different story. He was one of the top students and one of the most popular. Lily had even heard some Slytherin girls commenting on great looking he was. A very big compliment from anyone who resided in Slytherin.
He was the ringleader of the group of boys who called themselves the Marauders, a group of all fairly decent students whom had declared themselves the official pranksters of Hogwarts. Potter was a very good looking boy, with messy black hair and hazel eyes, was one of the star chasers on the quidditch team. Lily was pretty sure he was going to be the captain the next year. He was about six foot, with a very tan and toned body. Lily might have been attracted to him if his enormous ego wasn't always getting in the way of him acting like a decent human being.
Sirius Black had even a bigger ego than his best friend. Most of the female population thought of him as a god. With black hair, that was probably his most prized possession besides his face, hung to his shoulders gracefully. He stood at about six three, and was easily the best looking guy at Hogwarts with no competition whatsoever. His grey eyes were always full of laughter, and he was a huge player. Almost every girl at Hogwarts had fallen for his grace and charm, and almost always ended up being hurt. Yet, despite that, girls still lined up for his attention, with the hope that even for one day, they would feel like someone.
Remus Lupin, the only marauder that Lily even remotely liked, was the brains behind the operation. Unlike Black and Potter, he actually did his homework and didn't rely on the grades he got on his exams to get him through. He, like both Potter and Black, also fell into the good-looking guys category, although it was more subtle. He had sandy hair and blue eyes full of compassion and understanding. His kind face was a little scarred, though from what, Lily had no idea.
Peter Pettigrew, the last of the marauders, also had the infamous marauder good-looks, although it wasn't until this year after summer break, that he had acquired them. He was the shortest of them, at only five six, but Lily expected he would never become as tall as Black or Potter. He had lost all of his baby fat finally. He had brown hair and blue eyes. And although he was not the bravest person around, he had still managed to get into Gryffindor.
Lily of course had to have some respect for Peter. She had seen how he had been treated back when he was still chubby and didn't know how to stand up for himself. Both Black and Potter had treated him horribly, proving her theory that it was Remus who had brought him into the group. It wasn't until this year that he had finally told them he had enough of it.
Of course think of the devil (or devils in this case) and they shall appear.
The four piled into the common room of which Lily was standing, trying to cool herself off and convince herself that Potter was not worth the effort or time, but that was before he had come straight to her.
"Potter," she whispered venomously, her emerald eyes fixed on the target.
"Oh shit," he muttered then added more loudly, "Hey Evans! Glad to see you on this fine spring evening. Oh, if only you could return the feelings!"
Lily smirked. It was obvious why he was so happy. Normally, he got happier after he had ruined any chance Lily had with a boy, and Lily was going to ruin his good mood fast.
"Hey Potter!" She called sweetly to his retreating back, "I have a question."
"Yes Evans! Yes! I shall marry you!" He shouted causing everyone else in the common room to roll their eyes.
"Why would I ever ask you to marry me, Potter? You're nothing but an irresponsible, selfish pig who thinks he is God's gift to the world! You are an ass!" Her voice steadily rose.
People were starting file in to watch the fight that they knew would soon break out.
"You think you are the king of everything, with your stupid broomstick, and your stupid glasses and your stupid pranks! Well you are not! You have no right to go strutting around the school think you own everything you lay eyes on and cursing innocent people just for the fun of it! You have no right to make fun of people who are more decent human beings than you can achieve of being!! AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO GO AROUND AND RUIN AND SCARE OFF ALL MY DATES!! AND IF YOU EVER MESS AROUND WITH MY LIFE AGAIN LIKE THIS, I WILL TURN YOU INSIDE OUT!!" Lily screamed, as Potter, as arrogant as ever just stood there calmly, as if they were having no more than a normal conversation.
This behavior, just aggravated Lily more, "Who the hell do you think you are!"
"Why, my dearest Lily Evans, you should know. I'm James Potter!"
"If any of you plan on staying out of the hospital wing tonight, I suggest you get out now," She said in a low, menacing voice to the watching crowd, which made even James Potter shiver slightly, losing a little bit of his cool.
"Come on Evans. You aren't really going to hex me," He panicked slightly, drawing his wand out of his robe just in case. "I know you better than that."
"Oh do you?"
"Watch where you put that bloody thing!" James Potter shouted at the nurse's intern, Madam Pomfery.
"Language Mr. Potter." Madam Pomfery, a young witch of about twenty three years of age, glared at him, as she inspected every inch of him, checking to make sure that Lily hadn't put a long lasting curse on him that wouldn't show up for another couple of days.
"I've been in here for two days! Why won't you let me out?!"
"Because Mr. Potter, you aggravated probably one of the best duelers here, even better than most of the teachers. With actions come consequences, now please hold still. You are almost finished here." Madam Pomfery checked over him one more time before she was satisfied.
"I have removed all the curses and hexes she put on you, which you should be thanking me for. That girl has a nasty temper. You should stop doing this stuff and maybe, just maybe, she'll stop cursing you ever time you say her name, and possibly just make my job a little less stressful and less busy!"
"Okay, okay. I get it." James grumbled as he got off the hospital bed that he had resided in for the past two and half days.
As he reached the door, he stopped and turned around. "Madam Pomfery?"
"Yes Mr. Potter?"
"I don't know what to do. I've tried everything to get her to go out with me, and she ends up hating me more than ever."
Sighing, she looked at him, "I've heard many of your squabbles in the Great Hall, at meal times, in the corridors, on the grounds, everywhere I go in this school, and I've seemed to always come across the infamous James Potter and Lily Evans fights, always about the same tiring things. It may seem that they are always different, but to me they are always the same. You do something stupid to get her attention, and then ask her out or vice versa. She rejects you and you press the matter, trying to force her to say yes. You torture all these students, showing off your ability, and even though you may see it as something people would be attracted to, it's a very annoying habit.
"I'm not saying that Lily Evans is innocent. There are different ways to handle the matter than hexing someone into next month, but try and look at it from her point of view. You still have the few days left of this year, and the whole seventh year, but to get her to go out with you, you have to be sincere, and mean it. If you really want to go out with her, you must show her that it's just not some game to you. You must change, and if you aren't willing to do that, then you might never get to date her, which you be a shame because, to me, you two are meant for each other and I'm looking forward to the day that Hogwarts is no longer filled with the noise of dueling."
"You want me to change?" James asked, incredulously.
"No, Mr. Potter, you need to change. Your looks and ability will only get you so far in life. After a while, when you no longer have that, you won't have your personality to rely on. You have to want to change though. It will be hard, no doubt about it. I'm not saying change completely, but get rid of the hexing people for fun of it, the pranks that center on Miss Evans, asking her out every single day. It is your choice and only you can be willing to make that commitment."
Lily sat down underneath the shade of her favorite tree, reading a book, not noticing anything around her. At least not until, the book disappeared from her hands.
"Give it back, Potter!" She made a grab for it as he held it high over his head. "I said give it back, now!" She stomped her foot, angrily.
"Nah, I think I want to read it."
"If you don't give it back, I will hex you into next year."
"No you won't." He said calmly, clearly enjoying it.
"You do remember what happened last time you said that right?"
"Yes but, I have your wand, making you incapable of magic." He pulled her wand out and tucked it back into his robes.
"Give it back, or you will regret it, Potter," Lily said, using a different tactic.
"What are you going to do, stomp your foot at me?" He laughed, lightly.
Bringing back her arm, she punched him square in the face. James so rarely got punched, that he just stood there as blood spewed out from his nose. Taking advantage of his shock, Lily grabbed her book and wand, and marched off as if nothing had happened, while he just stared after her.