A/N: Another day, another fanfic. During the past couple of weeks I ended up accumulating quite a few fics that aren't quite long enough to stand on their own and, other than posting them on tumblr, I did nothing with them- and didn't intend on doing anything with them- until today I realised that I have about twenty drabble like things sitting on my computer, doing nothing. So I decided to post them. Yay.

As usual, I own nothing Harry Potter related other than a quidditch jersey.


Jealousy


The classroom was abuzz with activity as students happily chatted away with their assigned partners. Professor Flitwick had paired them up and asked them to write an essay on the history of the Patronus charm which was to be handed up by the time class had ended.

Lily was paired with Sirius Black, and though she knew that she should have been paying more attention to the half finished essay in front of them, her mind kept wandering over to another Marauder. In fact, it was the same Marauder who was currently laughing it up with Margaret Barberry, a seventh year Ravenclaw. The brunette leaned in closer to the bespectacled boy and murmured something causing him to snort with mirth. Lily felt her teeth clench.

After a while, Sirius noticed that his partner was paying less attention to the parchment and more attention to the laughing couple two seats ahead. Or, more appropriately, glaring at the laughing couple two seats ahead. A smirk threatened to make itself known when he realised this fact, and he wanted nothing better than to make an innocent quip about her newfound interest. Instead, he leaned over until his mouth was right by her ear.

"They're rather annoying, aren't they, tittering away like," he muttered lowly in her ear, carefully watching her expression.

Her eyes narrowed at the Ravenclaw and, without thinking, replied, "Yes; she should stop distracting him like that."

It was only when she heard Sirius' muffled laughter did she realise what she just said. Lily turned around in her seat, eyes wide and a bright blush decorating her cheeks. "I- what I meant was-" she stammered, grasping at straws to try and justify her answer. This of course caused Sirius to laugh even more, not even bothering to try and hide it anymore. Still blushing, Lily couldn't help but to roll her eyes and muttered wryly, "Well I'm glad you find this whole situation funny."

His eyes glinted with a mixture of mischief and amusement. "Chin up, Evans; jealousy doesn't suit you," he said, causing the red head to sputter indignantly and, if possible, her blush to darken.

"I am not jealous!" she squawked angrily after sometime. Sirius hummed lazily and continued scratching out words on the parchment.

"Of course you're not," he mumbled condescendingly, continuing to work on the essay and missing the glare Lily threw his way. Slowly, she went back to reading about the charm, and soon enough the two of them were back on track.

That is, until James thundered a laugh again.

Sirius glanced at his partner from under his eyelashes and caught her glaring at Barberry once more. He coughed lightly and surreptitiously knocked into her elbow, all while giving her a meaningful look. This routine continued for nearly the rest of the period. Every time James laughed at something Margaret said, Lily would glare at them until Sirius knocked her out of it. He pitied the poor girl who was the unfortunate sod to have the red head's fury directed at her. If looks could kill, Margaret would nothing more than a pile designer perfume smelling ashes.

Despite all of their interruptions, they still managed to get their essay done before half the class. Sirius was just scrawling something into the last line when he heard the obvious crack of someone's quill breaking. He looked up and found Lily holding a broken quill clenched tightly between her fingers while glaring at Margaret with such intensity, that Sirius was surprised that she didn't spontaneously combust. His quickly flickered over to the couple, only to find the brunette's hand resting comfortably against James' shoulder while both of their heads were closely bent together over the parchment. At least Sirius hoped it was the parchment. He glanced back at Lily who, when realised that she was being stared at, was jarred out of her reverie. She refused to meet Sirius' eye.

"Done? Great," Lily said in a clipped tone. She grabbed the parchment from the desk and stalked off to the front of the classroom where she handed it to Flitwick. She walked back down the aisle between the desks. Sirius noticed her slow down ever so slightly as she neared James' desk and furtively tipped over the inkwell, causing it to fall to the ground and shatter, sending ink flying everywhere, especially on Margaret Barberry. There was a shriek from both girls and Lily hastily apologised, using a saccharine tone that barely concealed the venom dripping from her voice. The other girl's shirt was flecked with blue ink as well as her arms, legs and face. After vanishing the mess, Lily apologised to her one more time before flaunting back to her seat.

"Not jealous, eh?" said Sirius, eying the red head who was trying her best not to look overly smug. "If that's you being 'not jealous' then I'd hate to see what you'd do if you actually were."

Lily rolled her eyes, the green orbs betraying her satisfaction at her work. "Shut up," she mumbled at him, finally giving into the smirk that she had been fighting off. Sirius did as she asked, but made a mental note to mention this to James after the lesson. After all, if things continued to go this way, Lily might hex anyone who so much so looked at his best mate with any vague form of interest.

Sirius glanced up once more and found that James was helping the girl clean the blue droplets off of her uniform while Lily's smile had dropped and she was glaring again, this time fingering her wand.

Sirius grinned.

He was so going to tell James.


Reviews are James' reaction to finding out that Evans fancies him