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Open To Interpretation



"I HATE YOU JAMES POTTER!" Lily Evans screamed, bursting through the Gryffindor Portrait.

"What is the matter, dearest?" asked the culprit.

"YOU are a disgrace to all the 'heads' ever to have come through Hogwarts!" yelled Lily rounding on James who was seated casually in an armchair.

"What now, Evans?"

"You are the Head Boy. You have to obey the rules which means you can't run through the FORBIDDEN FORREST at night or traipse around the school corridors after curfew, WITHOUT a reason, OR SNOG ONE OF YOUR GIRLFRIENDS IN A CUPBOARD OR EMPTY CLASSROOM!" Lily paused for a breath.

"Jealous are we?"

"JEALOUS?" she shrieked, "Oh, yes, Potter. My one ambition in life is to become as promiscuous as you. In fact, you are the only man I have yet to conquer." she said sarcastically.

"Face it, Evans," James stood and made his way slowly towards Lily, "You can't resist me."

"Actually I believe differently. You-Want-Me." she answered, poking him in the chest with each word.

"Badly," he breathed, "You make me want to be a better man."

"You make me want to rip off all my clothes, right...now." She said huskily, looking deep into his eyes.

James felt his facade slip. His lip twitched and he couldn't hold it in any longer. He burst out laughing and soon after Lily joined him.

"Rip off all your clothes? Now that would be a sight for sore eyes." James said still recovering from his laughter.

"In all seriousness, James," Lily said, blushing at James' comment," You need to start acting like a respectable Head Boy. You can't keep acting like this. You know what sort of influence you have, especially on the younger students. It reflects badly on me aswell. I get in trouble from McGonnagal."

"I'm sorry Lils. You don't really hate me do you?" James sat down in his armchair.

"No, James, I don't." she said quietly.

It was at this point that Sirius decided to make his entrance. He burst through the portrait hole gasping for breath.

"Did I miss it?" he said panting, "I ran from the Great Hall when I heard your yelling Lils!"

Lily cringed in embarrassment.

"Miss what, Padfoot?" asked James innocently. Lily and James' spats were well known around the school for being amusing and very entertaining. In their younger years James and Lily did actually hate each other and they did not refuse to throw the odd curse or hex at each other.

"I did!! I missed it! Oh, what a world, what a world!"

"If I throw water at you, will you melt?" asked Lily, laughing at Sirius' bemused expression.

"Right...This one was good aswell, Padfoot. Lily was going to, and I quote 'rip off all her clothes.'"

"Lily! I'm quite shocked! Appalled!"

"Pah! As if anything would shock or appal you, Sirius Black." Lily said as she collapsed into the couch opposite James.

"You know, Lily," Sirius sat beside her and put his arm around her shoulders, "If you were going to rip off all your clothes, I wouldn't mind being present at the time."

"Yah, right. Like that's gonna happen." Lily said pushing him off of her, "Why don't you go harass your girlfriend and leave me alone?"

"Actually, Lils, Padfoot doesn't have a girlfriend at present. Would you like to fill the spot?" James said, winking at her.

"Yeah, when pigs fly. Like I want to be dumped in the week that it takes you to get sick of a girl, Sirius."

"But you would be different, Lils!"

"Hmm...where have I heard that before, Sirius. Oh, that's right." Lily put on a high pitched voice, " 'He said I would be different! He said he wouldn't dump me. How can I go on?' I've heard that about you too James Potter."

"Lils-"

"Nup. Not listening. I'm going to bed before the hordes return from dinner."

"Can I come?"

"No, Sirius. I'm going to bed ALONE."

"Oh, poor Lily. All alone."

"Shut up Sirius." Lily was already half way up the stairs.

"'Night Lily."

"Good night James."

"Night Lily," Sirius said imitating James, "I love you, Lily. Marry me, Lily."

"Padfoot give it up. I don't like Lily that way. You know that."

"Alright, alright. Don't get your knickers in a twist."

"Let's go- what? My knickers in a twist? What are you on, Sirius?"

"Ahh, my young friend. The question isn't what am I on...It's What aren't I on."

James sighed, "Come on, let's go. I don't really want to talk to anyone either."

James and Sirius made their way up to the seventh year dorms just as everyone returned from dinner, wondering why there wasn't blood spilled or any sign of carnage in their common room.



Author's Note: I want to see if anyone likes how I write before I continue because I haven't written anything like this before. The reason I didn't describe any of my characters is because I have my own interpretation of how they look and it's different to everyone else's that I read on Fanfic.soo I decided to let you imagine them how you want to. More characters will be introduced as the story goes on..if it does continue and if they are new I will describe them but if not, let your imagination run free.lol I sound like some sort of sappy card. Please review if you want more of the story!!!

meg

p.s. The meaning of the title will fit in later on.