A/N: Okay, hi everyone! So this is my first fanfiction on this site so please read and review! And also, to anyone who's wondering, I also have an account on Wattpad also called prongsiemate so yeah! I'm really excited for this so here it goes!
DISCLAIMER: J.K. ROWLING OWNS ALL HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS AND CONTENT AND ANYTHING THAT YOU MAY HAVE EVER HEARD OF. I just own the poor, pathetic, little plot of the story…yeah, I'm pretty lame.
P.S. Okay so just so you guys know, I'm American so my perspective of European sayings and habits may be a little off…if not then a lot off.
IMPORTANT!: Okay, just so that you don't get confused, all the bolded words are James' thoughts and all the italics are Lily's thoughts.
Mary Macdonald and Marlene Mckinnon walked into Charms, the loud chatter filling up the classroom. "Where's Lily?" Mary took a seat, Marlene sitting beside her.
"I don't know, probably off with Potter somewhere, if you know what I mean." Marlene said suggestively.
"Marlene!" Mary faked a look of shock. "But yeah- if you think about it-" Mary stopped as soon as she saw a wave of red hair storm into the room.
Lily took a seat in between Mary and Marlene: she liked having her friends on both sides of her for protection against the most arrogant, big-headed, prattish, dirtiest toe-rag in the world: James Potter.
"I. Can't. Stand. Him." Lily said through gritted teeth, her face turning a shade of red that could compete with her hair. "I swear, I will grind his balls, chop of his arms, dice his legs, burn his body, skin his face-"
"She's got it bad this time." Mary leaned behind Lily and said to Marlene. Lily, Mary knew, was too caught up in her death schemes to notice.
"She totally loves him." Marlene replied.
"What's got her knickers in a twist?" came a Sirius Black's voice from behind Marlene.
"Your friend apparently stuck his hand up her knickers is what." Marlene retorted, defending her friend.
"Ole Prongsie?" Sirius said in mock surprise. "Never!"
"Psh, yeah right." Mary snorted.
"Hey, what's all this talk about-" James began as he walked up next to Sirius.
"-I will mince his eyes, crush his bones-" Lily continued her scheming of James Potter's death without missing a beat.
"Er, Lily?" Marlene asked, trying to get her Lily's attention.
"-I shall dry his blood, rip out his teeth, feed his heart to blast-ended skrewts-" Lily continued without notice.
"Why, Lily!" James, who had realized what was going on, clutched his heart in feigned hurt. "Why would you do this to me?"
"Because you're you." Sirius smirked.
Lily, finally noticing that they had an audience, whipped around. "You-grr" Lly began, unable to form a complete sentence due to the anger coursing through her. "I-you-AGH! I HATE YOU POTTER! YOU -"
"Big-headed git." James finished Lily's sentence. "Yeah, yeah, I know."
"WHY, HOW DARE YOU-" just then, Professor Flitwick walked in.
"Quiet down now, class." Flitwick hushed his class. "Boys," the Professor addressed Sirius and James, who were still standing behind the girls, "Please go back to your seats." As James and Sirius walked to the back of the classroom, Professor Flitwick continued. "Today, as I hope you all are aware of, is the day we move onto one of our most complicated subject: Legilimency." James and Sirius, who had joined Remus and Peter at their usual spots snickered. "Is there something you would like to share, boys?"
"Uh, er, no sir. Our apologies Professor." James replied smoothly.
"Well then. Is there anyone who would like to share with us what Legilimency is?"
Lily's hand, of course, shot up. "Legilimency is a spell cast to look into other people's minds. If not recited correctly, the consequences may be severe and irreversible. Some of the consequences could be that the person whom the spell has been placed on and the spell's caster could read each other's thoughts. This, however, is one of the less harmful consequences, as healers have found a cure to it. A more severe consequence is that the person whom the spell was casted on could be controlled by the caster forever."
"Nicely done Miss Evans," Flitwick said approvingly, "20 points to Gryffindor."
Lily smiled triumphantly. Being praised in one of her favorite subjects did wonders to calm her earlier temper.
"Now, for today's lesson, you all will be partnering up to practice the art of Legilimens. I have already assigned your partners so when I call out your pairs, please move yourselves accordingly." Flitwick continued, picking up a piece of parchment on his desk. "Taylor and Pennington. Pettigrew and Corrin. Kenny and Raler. Smith and Jackson. Black and Mckinnon. Lupin and Macdonald. Clarence and Vartally. Potter and Evans…" the professor rambled on.
Lily stood there, her previous fury coming back and hitting her with full force.
ME AND THAT NASTY COCKROACH?! Wha-like-but-HOW?! Potter of all people! I'm supposed to let him read my thoughts?! Haha…good one professor Flitwick…it was a joke right? Why isn't he laughing?
James strode confidently over to his precious Lilykins. "So, er-"
"Ok, look. Potter," Lily tuned around, looking James directly in the eye. "No funny business. Got that? No groping, no touching, no staring, no-hey! Stop that!" Lily swatted James' hand away from his head.
"Stop what?" James asked, confusedly.
"That-that thing that you do when your hand touches your-yes! That! Stop that!" Lily once again, swatted James' hand away from his hair.
"What? Running my hand through my hair?" James asked, a small smirk forming on his lips.
"Yes! That!" Lily said , stomping her foot impatiently. Ugh, boys are so slow.
James grinned arrogantly at her. "But all the girls dig the whole "just-got-off-my-broom" look, am I right, Evans?" he winked suggestively.
It is kind of cut-NO! JAME- BLEH, I MEAN POTTER IS NOT CUTE. AT ALL. NOT EVEN CLOSE. You sure about that inner me who doesn't see how bloody hot Jame- BAD BRAIN, BAD! Sigh, I need mental help. "You are so disgustingly arrogant."
"Ah, you know you love me."
Thwack. Lily's textbook came into contact with the top of James' head rather painfully.
"Hey! What was that for?" James asked, rubbing the side of his head slowly.
"For not shutting up. Now, let's just get on with the lesson."
"Eager now are we, eh?" James raised his eyebrows.
"UUGGGGHHHH. You are an insufferable prat." Lily rolled her eyes. "So I'll go first and then you can go. And NO funny business."
"Alright alright!" James surrendered his arms. "But I wanna go first."
"Haha," Lily sarcastically chuckled. "There is no way in hell that you are going to go first."
"No, I am going first."
"No, I am!"
"No you're not!"
"Yes, I am!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
"Are not!"
"Are-"
"OH, FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN WILL THE TWO OF YOU JUST SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP!" Remus cried from the desk next to them.
"Fine." James stared back at Lily. "But I am going first."
"Haha, yeah right." Lily glared back.
"Why can't you just let me go first, Evans?"
"Because!" Lily threw up her hands in frustration. "I'm not gonna let you look through my thoughts without seeing what's on your mind first!"
"Hmm, but what if I don't want you looking through my through my thoughts?" Yeah, your especially obsessive and perverted thoughts, James heard Sirius' voice in his head. Oh shut up.
"Ok, that's it." Lily said as she took out her wand.
And as if there was a universal timer, both Lily and James shouted "Legilimens!" and boom! The world seemed to slow down as their spells raced towards one another, about to hit the other person. Time slowly sped up again as the impact of their spells hit the other person, and they both stumbled back, crashing into various people and desks.
Oh Merlin, what just happened?
Ouch, that bloody hurt!
Damn Potter and his stupid, arrogant-
Why is Evans' voice in my-
Big-headed, sarcastic, charming-
Wait, did I just think Lily called me charming? Why am I even hearing her voice in my-
No! You are NOT charming in any way! Wait, am I really screaming at an imaginary Pott-
Seriously?! I can practically hear the woman screaming in my head, I'm not that infatuated am I?-
Yes, you are that infatuated and obsessed and creepy and stalkerish and weird, and gorgeous and-
Well, I am gorgeous aren't I? *suggestive mind wink* Merlin, I'm going bonkers, I'm talking and flirting with an imaginary Evans.
"Miss Evans, Mister Potter, are you all right?" Professor Flitwick asked.
"I'm fine." Lily and James said in synchronized unison. "Just a little dizzy, that's all."
Woah, weird…
GET OUT OF MY FREAKIN' HEAD ANNOYING, IMAGINARY POTTER!
I'm not even- wait, YOU'RE HEAD?!
A /N: Ok so that's it for today! Thanks for reading and please review! And yeah, I know this wasn't the longest of chapters but hopefully they'll get longer. So thanks for reading peeps!
Well anyways, that's all for now! Have a nice day! Or night or noontime or whatever.
A weird loner who wishes she were British (because like, who doesn't wanna be British?),
-Prongsiemate
