Water and Wine
Chapter One – Boor, Tirant and Arrogant Potter
I simply don't support to live under the same ceiling than James Potter anymore. All right, Hogwarts is really enormous, but with him nearby causing misfortune to everybody who he finds in front of him, I come to feel suffocated here, almost wishful to back home and tolerate once again my sister's repulse looks.
I am Lily Evans, I'm in the fifth year and I belong to Griffindor. Oh, yes, I'm monitor too, in despite of it hadn't changed really my life since this year's beginning... Just when the person who gave me very much work was this irritant Potter.
Why? Are you sure that you wanna know the reason for me to have these kind thoughts about him? He doesn't either seem belong to the same House than me. Since the first year he has been exhibited in a way that you wouldn't want to know. It seems he spend extra hours learning new spells just to humiliate the other students, and I already have enough of having to break his obsessive will of having attention. Yeah, I remember when he entered the Quidditch's Team, at second year. Meantime I had to see him less than what was my custom, he used to arrive from the trainings very very speaker, telling to Pettigrew how he managed to catch the snitch in many different situations.
Pettigrew... I can't think in anyone more responsible for Potter thinks so great deal of himself. He idolizes every step of him and Black's, as they were used to saving the world every day. He isn't a good wizard. He has really big difficulties in Transformations, sometimes Professor McGonagall gets very furious with him...
Let's back to Potter, because today I'm with a murderer instinct that, if doesn't be discharged here, may end in disastrous consequences. And imagine my parent's face when they'd see me arriving home with a Hogwarts expelling letter for had transfigured James Potter into a purple snail with green spots permanently. Even though this idea doesn't seem very bad to me...
Since past year, Potter got worse yet, because he started to want to go out with all the girls, from all the Houses, of all the ages. Actually, he seems to have a little repulse for Slytherin girls, but Alice has already told me about some stories of Potter and theirs, and, of course, I didn't paid much attention, worried how I was that day studying for the exams.
Yes, to me James Potter didn't cause me any badness, but his presence has been enough to take me out from the serious. Right today, after the exam, I lost completely my grip – and he was the blamed.
I was with Alice, sat on the lake's border, and, I have to confess, I was bothering my friend, because I was wanting to know what she has put in many questions of the Spells test. I didn't see when Potter arrived with his three friends, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew, but soon Alice called my attention to them, as soon as Black used the Impediment Charm on Severus Snape, a Slytherin, owner of very bad fame, but at that time he seemed desperately defenseless.
They were bothering Snape, who, even hating those four guys, didn't either look up to their direction. And when Potter raised his wand and said Clean... Snape nearly couldn't move himself, still less with all that soap inside his mouth... And then I had to interfere. I asked him to stop, and at least Potter seemed content with one thing: after all, he managed to have someone's attention. After got recuperated, Snape screamed that he didn't need the help of a mud-blood as me, but I have already heard it so many times that it didn't work. And that impudent Potter still wanted me to go out with him, for in exchange leave Snape alone! I'd never... Oh, what a useless boy! At least I could yell for everyone who was nearby how much I hate him, and it will let me sleep calmer tonight.
- You find yourself funny... But you aren't more than a boor, tyrant and arrogant, Potter. Leave him alone.
Yes, it was a too boring situation. And later, at dinner, Alice didn't stop to compliment my attitude, but when Black arrived and sat beside her, for some inexplicable reason, she began to appreciate that Impedimenta which he had cast on poor Snape. I may not blame her... Alice wants to go out with him since a long time ago, and just because that, I decided don't to discuss.
After a while, Remus Lupin came, with an unhealthy appearance that, I used to realize, is becoming his custom. Lupin always seems to be tired and abated. Even so, he is who is more used to acting as a decent person, if we are talking about the Marauders. I and he are Griffindor's monitors.
-Are you still furious with James? – he asked me, while taking his juice.
-I am always furious with Potter. – was my answer.
-If you'd know how much he wants to go out with you...
-Potter always wants to go out with dozens of girls, Remus. One who refuse him isn't a really prejudice.
I had the impression that he wanted to say something more, when Frank Longbottom arrived and sat with us too.
-Hi, Lily. - he greeted me. Frank is a good friend of mine, for a long time past.
-Hi, Frank.
-Did you know when will be the next weekend at Hogsmead?
-Yes, next week, but why do you ask?
-Don't want you go with me?
Remus was looking to me carefully, trying to disguise with no success. I may not deny that it was very strange, Frank asking me to go out, but through Remus, Potter would soon know that I was already with another one and finally would stop to bother me. After all, friendship apart, Frank Longbottom wasn't REALLY an ugly guy. No way.
-For me it's all right, it'd be great, Frank.
-Oh, fine.- he said.- Let's celebrate the exam's end.
-Now you arranged it.- Alice got inside the conversation.- Lily almost got crazy these last few days. She studied as a damned, as if her life was depending of these valuations.
-And don't they?- I said.
-Oh, you understood me...- Alice said with a laugh, but it died seconds later. –Look, Lily, it seems that the only person in the world that you'd be able to kill with your own hands is right there.
Remus opened his eyes wide. I looked at the direction that Alice was pointing and I saw no one else than Potter, passing his hand through his hair for the decimal time that day, which will never be domesticated for any comb on the Earth. Frank, seeing my face's expression, took the care of take out the knife of my hand.
Disclaimer: I'm sorry if there are a few words wrongly written, I guess you don't know that, but it's really difficult to translate a text into English. The original is in Portuguese, and I'll try from this moment on to keep posting new English chapters here. But I'll only be able to do that if you review it!
Ah, and I'd like you to tell me... how would I say that exam that wizard students pay at the fifth's year end? In Portuguese is N.O.M.'s, but I made up my mind to say here only "exam" or "test"
Chapter One – Boor, Tirant and Arrogant Potter
I simply don't support to live under the same ceiling than James Potter anymore. All right, Hogwarts is really enormous, but with him nearby causing misfortune to everybody who he finds in front of him, I come to feel suffocated here, almost wishful to back home and tolerate once again my sister's repulse looks.
I am Lily Evans, I'm in the fifth year and I belong to Griffindor. Oh, yes, I'm monitor too, in despite of it hadn't changed really my life since this year's beginning... Just when the person who gave me very much work was this irritant Potter.
Why? Are you sure that you wanna know the reason for me to have these kind thoughts about him? He doesn't either seem belong to the same House than me. Since the first year he has been exhibited in a way that you wouldn't want to know. It seems he spend extra hours learning new spells just to humiliate the other students, and I already have enough of having to break his obsessive will of having attention. Yeah, I remember when he entered the Quidditch's Team, at second year. Meantime I had to see him less than what was my custom, he used to arrive from the trainings very very speaker, telling to Pettigrew how he managed to catch the snitch in many different situations.
Pettigrew... I can't think in anyone more responsible for Potter thinks so great deal of himself. He idolizes every step of him and Black's, as they were used to saving the world every day. He isn't a good wizard. He has really big difficulties in Transformations, sometimes Professor McGonagall gets very furious with him...
Let's back to Potter, because today I'm with a murderer instinct that, if doesn't be discharged here, may end in disastrous consequences. And imagine my parent's face when they'd see me arriving home with a Hogwarts expelling letter for had transfigured James Potter into a purple snail with green spots permanently. Even though this idea doesn't seem very bad to me...
Since past year, Potter got worse yet, because he started to want to go out with all the girls, from all the Houses, of all the ages. Actually, he seems to have a little repulse for Slytherin girls, but Alice has already told me about some stories of Potter and theirs, and, of course, I didn't paid much attention, worried how I was that day studying for the exams.
Yes, to me James Potter didn't cause me any badness, but his presence has been enough to take me out from the serious. Right today, after the exam, I lost completely my grip – and he was the blamed.
I was with Alice, sat on the lake's border, and, I have to confess, I was bothering my friend, because I was wanting to know what she has put in many questions of the Spells test. I didn't see when Potter arrived with his three friends, Black, Lupin and Pettigrew, but soon Alice called my attention to them, as soon as Black used the Impediment Charm on Severus Snape, a Slytherin, owner of very bad fame, but at that time he seemed desperately defenseless.
They were bothering Snape, who, even hating those four guys, didn't either look up to their direction. And when Potter raised his wand and said Clean... Snape nearly couldn't move himself, still less with all that soap inside his mouth... And then I had to interfere. I asked him to stop, and at least Potter seemed content with one thing: after all, he managed to have someone's attention. After got recuperated, Snape screamed that he didn't need the help of a mud-blood as me, but I have already heard it so many times that it didn't work. And that impudent Potter still wanted me to go out with him, for in exchange leave Snape alone! I'd never... Oh, what a useless boy! At least I could yell for everyone who was nearby how much I hate him, and it will let me sleep calmer tonight.
- You find yourself funny... But you aren't more than a boor, tyrant and arrogant, Potter. Leave him alone.
Yes, it was a too boring situation. And later, at dinner, Alice didn't stop to compliment my attitude, but when Black arrived and sat beside her, for some inexplicable reason, she began to appreciate that Impedimenta which he had cast on poor Snape. I may not blame her... Alice wants to go out with him since a long time ago, and just because that, I decided don't to discuss.
After a while, Remus Lupin came, with an unhealthy appearance that, I used to realize, is becoming his custom. Lupin always seems to be tired and abated. Even so, he is who is more used to acting as a decent person, if we are talking about the Marauders. I and he are Griffindor's monitors.
-Are you still furious with James? – he asked me, while taking his juice.
-I am always furious with Potter. – was my answer.
-If you'd know how much he wants to go out with you...
-Potter always wants to go out with dozens of girls, Remus. One who refuse him isn't a really prejudice.
I had the impression that he wanted to say something more, when Frank Longbottom arrived and sat with us too.
-Hi, Lily. - he greeted me. Frank is a good friend of mine, for a long time past.
-Hi, Frank.
-Did you know when will be the next weekend at Hogsmead?
-Yes, next week, but why do you ask?
-Don't want you go with me?
Remus was looking to me carefully, trying to disguise with no success. I may not deny that it was very strange, Frank asking me to go out, but through Remus, Potter would soon know that I was already with another one and finally would stop to bother me. After all, friendship apart, Frank Longbottom wasn't REALLY an ugly guy. No way.
-For me it's all right, it'd be great, Frank.
-Oh, fine.- he said.- Let's celebrate the exam's end.
-Now you arranged it.- Alice got inside the conversation.- Lily almost got crazy these last few days. She studied as a damned, as if her life was depending of these valuations.
-And don't they?- I said.
-Oh, you understood me...- Alice said with a laugh, but it died seconds later. –Look, Lily, it seems that the only person in the world that you'd be able to kill with your own hands is right there.
Remus opened his eyes wide. I looked at the direction that Alice was pointing and I saw no one else than Potter, passing his hand through his hair for the decimal time that day, which will never be domesticated for any comb on the Earth. Frank, seeing my face's expression, took the care of take out the knife of my hand.
Disclaimer: I'm sorry if there are a few words wrongly written, I guess you don't know that, but it's really difficult to translate a text into English. The original is in Portuguese, and I'll try from this moment on to keep posting new English chapters here. But I'll only be able to do that if you review it!
Ah, and I'd like you to tell me... how would I say that exam that wizard students pay at the fifth's year end? In Portuguese is N.O.M.'s, but I made up my mind to say here only "exam" or "test"