Hate, Love and Alcohol?
He shoots, he scores!" Sirius Black, James' best friend, having just sent the quaffle into the net, did a crazy little victory dance, causing him to nearly fall off of his broom.
Shaking his head, James turned to Remus Lupin, another friend of his. "Are you sure he's sane?"
Laughing, Remus replied. "James, that is a mystery that I am sure most of the human population would like to know."
"Oh I'm wounded, hurt, I'll never recover." Sirius said, holding his heart as though it would break in two.
"Spare me the dramatics Padfoot, we know you'll get over it in about a minute." James laughed openly at his friend's comical outrage. Sirius' flighty nature was quite a known fact.
"Uh oh." Remus said suddenly. "Looks like trouble."
James and Sirius turned in the direction he was looking in, and their eyes took on identical, menacing glares.
"Wonderful," Said Sirius. "Snivellus"
He and James were already bringing out their wands, hoping to get Snape before he had a chance to react. Remus however, was muttering prayers under his breath that the two would survive.
James raised his wand.
"Impedimenta!" He cried. The impact of the charm knocked Severus Snape off his feet onto the ground.
Snape made a slashing movement with his hand. James moved to the side just in time, the spell had barely brushed his cheek, but it was enough to send him sprawling on his butt.
Not bothering to get up, James raised his wand and screamed "Panachikalotus!"
(I just made that up, seeing as I don't know Latin.)
Snape's head snapped around and he made a funny gobble-gobble noise. Many people in the crowd began to giggle.
Then Snape began to do a crazy chicken dance, running around in circles with his butt sticking out.
James and Sirius were doubled over with laughter when a girl's voice screamed from the crowd.
"JAMES HARRY POTTER! JUST WHAT IN HELLS NAME DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?"
James gulped and turned around. Standing at the edge of the crowd that had gathered, Lily Evans folded her arms and glared at him.
"Well?" She asked. "What are you doing?"
"Well you see Lils..." He began (bad choice of words their mate.)
"Don't call me that!"
"Well I just thought..."
"Well you thought wrong!"
"Obviously!"
"Are you yelling at me James Potter?"
"YELLING? WHOS YELLING AT WHO EVANS?!"
"FINE! I HATE YOU JAMES POTTER!"
And with that Lily walked away, but not without glaring icily at him first.
(By the lake)
"Oooooo...that James Potter annoys me soo much!"
Lily glared at each of her friends in turn, making sure none of them were dreaming about someone else. (Potter, who else?)
"And if any of you spout out with ooo someone likes James I will personally throttle you! Is that clear?"
"Yes sergeant Evans!" Lily's friend Melissa snapped her hand to her head in mock salute.
"So anyway, are you guys going to the dance tonight?"
This comment, made by Lara, was greeted only by amazed stares.
"And where, may I ask, did you get the idea that talking about the dance would help my situation?"
"Ummmm?"
"That's what I thought. For your information, I am going to the dance. ON MY OWN. Know one else. No guys. End of story."
She glared at her friends.
(Later that day, Boy's dormitories)
"Are you sure i don't look like a prat?"
"Positive, compared to Padfoot you're a vision."
"What do you mean, compared to him?"
"You shall see Prongs, you shall see."
James was looking at himself in the mirror, trying to decide if he looked better with his hair rumpled, when Sirius came walking in.
James blanched "Padfoot, what the hell are you wearing?"
"This my dear friend," replied Sirius loftily "is my attire for tonight's ball."
"Padfoot, the theme was muggles. That means you dress like you would if you were a muggle."
"James, James, James. I am wearing what i would wear if i was a muggle. Besides, what's wrong with it?"
Sirius twisted around infront of the mirror, trying to see what was so funny about his outfit.
Sadly, he was wearing a micro minnie demin skirt, a normal guys t-shirt with sneakers and rugby socks. The combination was a lethal one
James and Remus were to busy laughing to answer his question.
Authors note:
I know this is a relitvily short chapter, and that it doesnt have much to do with the summery. I promise that it will get interesting in the next chapter.
I would like to thank my friend Mellmie, she gave me almost the entire idea for the plot. Yay for Mellmie!
(P.s Mell if you are reading this. I am not on a high!)
PLEASE review. My first fic. Thanx. D
Heres a bit of a preview of the next chapter
"James? Is that you my friend?" Lily took a swig from her diet coke and blinked blearily at him. "Shorry i've been ignor-nor-noring you all nighty-night. Im shooo tired." Lily swayed a bit and semi fell into James' arms.
James grinned at her just as dimly, he couldnt figure out why Lily was being so nice to him. "oh well," he thought "at least we're not yelling."
Back at the Griffindor dinner table
"Wow, old Jamesie and Lily are looking a tad tipsy, dont you think Sirius?...Sirius?"
Sirius was to busy grinning to answer, and Remus got a sinking feeling he had something to do with James and Lily's incapacitated state.
"Padfoot? What did you do?"
Remus focused imaginary laser beams on Sirius, who meerly grinned at him and pushed back his fringe.
"Not much, my dear friend, I meerly snuck a tiny bit of fire wiskey into their drinks."
"How much is not much?"
"Well, i used an entire bottle total."
"Padfoot you idiot! They're going to be stone drunk by the end!"
"I know." Sirius grinned evily.
"Oh my." Thought Remus. "I wonder where this is going to end up?"