Disclaimer- Ok...I really don't own Harry Potter. Man do I wish I did.
However, if you feel like suing me, go right ahead. I'm a fourteen year old
with about $20 in my pocket and that's about it. I don't own Barbie
either...well I own one or two Barbie dolls and a Ken, but not the whole
Barbie. That belongs to some genius person who's probably living in a multi-
million dollar mansion right now.
A/N- Hey guys. This is the start of a short story, as you can see. It's not very long at all, at the most about 3 short chapters. It's a little bit of Lily and James, nothing to major. Read and enjoy! And please, don't forget to review!
"Excuse me, but have you finished with the pumpkin pasties?"
Lily Evans was sitting at her usual spot at the Gryffindor table and was talking with a fellow seventh year Ravenclaw. She looked up, startled, and found none other than James Potter standing in front of her.
She nodded her head yes, and handed him a platter overflowing with the delectable treat. He reached for the platter, but Lily didn't let go. Instead she stood and stared at his face.
"It's been a while, James." Lily said, looking directly into James' deep brown eyes. She couldn't help but notice how good he looked this close up. Lily hadn't been this close to him since-
"Fifth year." James said, smiling wryly. "I haven't had a proper conversation with you since the end of fifth year when you yelled at me by the lake. If I remember...it was something to do with you wanting to date the giant squid."
"I did not want to date the giant squid! I think it was something more along the lines of I'd sooner date it than you." Lily laughed a bit, remembering again that warm day two years ago. "I'd forgotten all about that." She said quietly, lying of course. She thought about that day a lot. Maybe things between her and James could have worked out, if only she had left him alone that day.
By now most of the Hogwarts students had forgotten all about their breakfast and were intently watching their Head Boy and Girl willingly talk to each other. James and Lily were oblivious to all of the stares.
"I suppose its understandable, you know, that we haven't talked much. We don't really run in the same social circles or anything."
"What's that supposed to mean? My friends are your friends." James stood straight, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"It doesn't mean anything except that I'm not the type of girl you hang out with. I actually have a mind and I can think for myself, unlike all your other blonde bimbo girlfriends." Stop now, Lily, just stop before you go and say something you'll regret, Lily thought to herself.
"That's not the reason I've avoided you. You know as well as I do that you could be running in the same social circles as me. Only you chose not to, and I respect that!" James brought his hand to his hair and ran it thorough, a habit that he hadn't done in a long time.
"James," Lily started, her eyes flashing. She was starting to remember why she had stopped talking to him in the first place. "The only reason you haven't talked to me, or smiled at me or anything is because I'm not pretty enough. I don't have the blonde hair or the perfect body. I don't worship the ground you walk on, and I'll be damned before I paint my nails to match my shoes. I'm not a Barbie, James, and those are the kind of girls guys like you fall in love with."
James watched her for a moment, an odd expression on his face. He seemed to be amused at her ranting and raving. He shook his head slightly, his shaggy black hair falling in front of his flickering eyes.
"Well, Lily, I guess that's just the way it's going to be. I guess I was a right prat to think you'd give me another chance. Never thought you, of all people, would be the one to judge me." He picked up a pumpkin pasty off the tray that Lily still gripped as if her life depended on it. James looked at it for a moment, and then took one last look at Lily.
"Thanks," he said, and with a quick nod he left her and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. However, just before leaving the hall, he paused and turned around.
"Hey, Lily!" he called back. The rest of the school sat silent, and even the teachers didn't know what to make of their Head Students odd performance.
Lily turned quickly, her long auburn curls of hair bouncing slightly. James grinned his well known Marauder smile. Lily found it oddly sincere, and quite poignant.
"You are pretty enough, much more so than Barbie herself." With that, James left the hall, munching on his pasty all the way back to the tower.
Lily felt her cheeks redden as she sat the tray back down. Everyone's eyes were still glued on her, and she suddenly felt as though she was standing naked in front of the whole school. There was dead silence until Sirius Black stood up, looking slightly annoyed.
"Will somebody please tell me before I go mad...who the hell is Barbie?"
A/N- Hey guys. This is the start of a short story, as you can see. It's not very long at all, at the most about 3 short chapters. It's a little bit of Lily and James, nothing to major. Read and enjoy! And please, don't forget to review!
"Excuse me, but have you finished with the pumpkin pasties?"
Lily Evans was sitting at her usual spot at the Gryffindor table and was talking with a fellow seventh year Ravenclaw. She looked up, startled, and found none other than James Potter standing in front of her.
She nodded her head yes, and handed him a platter overflowing with the delectable treat. He reached for the platter, but Lily didn't let go. Instead she stood and stared at his face.
"It's been a while, James." Lily said, looking directly into James' deep brown eyes. She couldn't help but notice how good he looked this close up. Lily hadn't been this close to him since-
"Fifth year." James said, smiling wryly. "I haven't had a proper conversation with you since the end of fifth year when you yelled at me by the lake. If I remember...it was something to do with you wanting to date the giant squid."
"I did not want to date the giant squid! I think it was something more along the lines of I'd sooner date it than you." Lily laughed a bit, remembering again that warm day two years ago. "I'd forgotten all about that." She said quietly, lying of course. She thought about that day a lot. Maybe things between her and James could have worked out, if only she had left him alone that day.
By now most of the Hogwarts students had forgotten all about their breakfast and were intently watching their Head Boy and Girl willingly talk to each other. James and Lily were oblivious to all of the stares.
"I suppose its understandable, you know, that we haven't talked much. We don't really run in the same social circles or anything."
"What's that supposed to mean? My friends are your friends." James stood straight, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"It doesn't mean anything except that I'm not the type of girl you hang out with. I actually have a mind and I can think for myself, unlike all your other blonde bimbo girlfriends." Stop now, Lily, just stop before you go and say something you'll regret, Lily thought to herself.
"That's not the reason I've avoided you. You know as well as I do that you could be running in the same social circles as me. Only you chose not to, and I respect that!" James brought his hand to his hair and ran it thorough, a habit that he hadn't done in a long time.
"James," Lily started, her eyes flashing. She was starting to remember why she had stopped talking to him in the first place. "The only reason you haven't talked to me, or smiled at me or anything is because I'm not pretty enough. I don't have the blonde hair or the perfect body. I don't worship the ground you walk on, and I'll be damned before I paint my nails to match my shoes. I'm not a Barbie, James, and those are the kind of girls guys like you fall in love with."
James watched her for a moment, an odd expression on his face. He seemed to be amused at her ranting and raving. He shook his head slightly, his shaggy black hair falling in front of his flickering eyes.
"Well, Lily, I guess that's just the way it's going to be. I guess I was a right prat to think you'd give me another chance. Never thought you, of all people, would be the one to judge me." He picked up a pumpkin pasty off the tray that Lily still gripped as if her life depended on it. James looked at it for a moment, and then took one last look at Lily.
"Thanks," he said, and with a quick nod he left her and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. However, just before leaving the hall, he paused and turned around.
"Hey, Lily!" he called back. The rest of the school sat silent, and even the teachers didn't know what to make of their Head Students odd performance.
Lily turned quickly, her long auburn curls of hair bouncing slightly. James grinned his well known Marauder smile. Lily found it oddly sincere, and quite poignant.
"You are pretty enough, much more so than Barbie herself." With that, James left the hall, munching on his pasty all the way back to the tower.
Lily felt her cheeks redden as she sat the tray back down. Everyone's eyes were still glued on her, and she suddenly felt as though she was standing naked in front of the whole school. There was dead silence until Sirius Black stood up, looking slightly annoyed.
"Will somebody please tell me before I go mad...who the hell is Barbie?"