Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling. So if you see anything that you recognize from the series, its not mine.
Lily Evans threw her head back and laughed. The people surrounding her visibly relaxed, deceived into thinking that the famous Evan's temper had somehow been defused. Some even let out a nervous giggle or two, as if to laugh alongside the girl. However as lily's somewhat hysterical laughter continued, the tenseness returned full force. The head girl was not amused! She had gone plain mad! Demented even.
Which was exactly what Lily herself was thinking. She was mad! Loose in the head. Dang gone. Whatever you called it, that was exactly what she was. Perhaps potter had always been right after all. Which reminded her of her current predicament. Stupid potter and his stupid bet.
What in the world had possessed her to accept she groaned to herself. There was no way in hell it could have been her sensible self talking. Lily Evans did not do bets. And dang it! Lily Evans in no way in hell did quidditch. Why the very thought of the blasted sport disgusted her. How many times had the infuriating thing given her a problem? Quidditch maniacs accosting her for not liking the sport. Parties in the common room she had to clear up after. Why too many to count. And yet here she was stalking into the seventh year girls' dormitory wondering what she was going to do get herself out of the self-imposed quidditch fix she was in.
It was only when she heard her best friend Melanie's (or Mel as she was commonly called) voice did she realise that she was still laughing like a deranged maniac. Ah well she thought, it could have been worse, she could have been hyperventilating which was what she would be doing if she hadn't been laughing already.
"Whoa! Lily, lily, calm down and tell me what's going on." The pretty brunette asked from her place on her bed. Mel had striking blue eyes, which went well with her brown locks. At the moment though those blue eyes were fixated on her hysterical best friend.
"Potter … bet… quidditch," Lily choked out incoherently as she flung herself down next to Mel, trying to get her fits under control.
" Ookay lemme guess; potter challenged you to a quidditch match between both of y'all and you accepted like the fool that you are"
Lily gaped at the brunette. And here she thought she had a problem with communication.
Her best friend smirked back. " I know you too well hun"
Finally getting herself in control she sat on the nearest bed before rasping, " what am I going to do? I can't play quidditch. You know how much I hate the sport. I've never even been near a broom for pity's sake"
"You've got to have. We had flying classes in first year remember?"
"eh, I got myself outta that one. Said I was allergic to brooms"
Now that she thought back on it, that was a damned pity. If she had actually tried the damned class, who knows, she might now have been a quidditch superstar! Or near. Oh well, one could dream anyway. Shaking her head, she tore herself away from the "what-ifs". Dreaming wouldn't help her current situation.
Just then the door burst open and the twins flew in. Jess, short for Jessica and Andy short for Andrea were identical twins and Lily's other two friends. With blond hair and piercing green eyes, the two never failed to capture attention. Which helped them in their quest to be the reigning queens of gossip in Hogwarts; although Sirius Black did give them some serious competition.
" Oh my god Mel, you'll never believe what we just heard. Potter challenged lily to a quidditch match and she agreed"
Melanie raised an eyebrow, giving the pile of blankets on the bed next to her a pointed look. From somewhere inside the blankets she had cocooned herself in, Lily emerged and gave the twins a baleful look.
" Oh' they replied
"yes, oh" Melanie glared at them
But instead of giving her the pity that lily felt she so richly deserved the twins turned to her with a " so its true then?"
Lily groaned and buried herself once more in the comforting folds of the blanket. She should have realised it would be all over the school by now. Now there was definitely no way she coud pull out of this. Her pride would never survive the blow if she did.
"So how'd it happen then?" that came from Andy. "the whole school's talking about it and none of them seem to know the real sit"
"weelll.." she dragged out, reluctant to recall the events that had taken place just an hour ago. Now that she thought about it the hogwarts gossip scene must be very happening if in one hour everyone was aware of her plight. Then again why was she even surprised? Hogwarts was like a gossip chain. Heck! Hogwarts was a gossip chain. But back to the point…
" Well see" she began again, "me and potter were in the heads common room discussing the Halloween ball when all of a sudden…"
This time she was cut of by a gasp. "Halloween ball? What Halloween ball?" jess asked, her face lighting up. One look at her face and lily groaned yet again. She just loved getting herself into these things didn't she? The ball was supposed to be a secret and she had just told jess of all people about it. Burying her face in her blanket she said, " I have no idea what you're talking about"
"Oh come on, lily! You don't expect me to fall for that crap now, do you?"
"yeah, real good secret, lily" mel chimed in.
Oh drat! She had forgotten she had told Mel about the ball too. So much for keeping it a secret.
" Wait, don't you want to hear about the bet?" she asked hoping that that would somehow distract them.
" Fine but don't think we wont remember later" Andy told her laughing at her grimace.
Inwardly cursing at her stupidity, lily continued with her story. "so anyway me and potter were arguing and as usual he called me a stuck-up, all-knowing, prissy, annoying…"
"Lily, we all know what he always calls you and we all know what you always call him so can we please cut the insulting part and go straight to the bet part," Mel said with a sigh.
Wondering if they were really that predictable, lily scowled. "I do not always call him the same thing" she ground out
" potter you incredibly irritating , arrogant idiot. You always think you're so much better then everyone don't you? Hah! Dream on. I'm surprised you can actually walk without falling over from that oversized head of yours which is by the way, perpetually stuck in that ugly arse of yours And.."
" enough" lily cried. ' I get it. I get it. Annnyyy way the gist is that I told potter that I could beat him at anything if I tried and he said I could never beat him at quidditch." So of course I said, " you wish potter" and then he challenged me to a match after the ball
There was a pause and then lily shuddered. " It gets worse"
Melanie raised her eyebrow. " How much worse can it get?"
"If I lose, I actually have to go on a date with the stuck-up ass."
At that all three started chortling.
"You're right, Lily, it did get worse. You're so dead" Andy gasped in between her chuckles.
Lily sighed. She happened to agree wholeheartedly.
A/n : Hey people, this is my first story so any comments, constructive criticism or such will be appreciated. So please review.