A/N: My second fic! Yay! Ok, so this one is about Lily Evans, and her best friend, Celia, though in this chapter, Celia's name is never mentioned, since it is from her POV. This first chapter is how Celia ends up going out with Sirius Black. The second chapter is going to be about how they get Lily and James together. It's all cannon, I think, except for the fact that this takes place in fifth year, and in the books Lily and James get toghether in their seventh year. R&R please! Happy reading!
Disclaimer: Jo is rich, I'm not. Which do you think owns Harry Potter?
Lily and I had met when we were only 11, while waiting to be sorted into our houses. Immediately, we were best friends. The thing was, we had nothing in common, besides our friendship. She liked blue, I liked pink. She didn't were makeup, I did. She hated boys, and I was all about them. As we grew older, instead of growing apart, we grew closer. We complemented each other, we kept each other in check. Then, in fourth year, we realized we had another similarity: we both had boy that were chasing us. This brought about a whole new realm of differences. When James flirted with her, she slapped him. When Sirius flirted with me, I flirted back. When the Marauders tried to be friends with us, she scoffed, and hid in her books. I joined in, and discovered my love of pranking. Although most friends would have grown apart, we stayed the same. I quite like hanging out with both groups -- the Marauders, and my roommates -- so I did. Surprisingly, no one cared.
Today started as any other in our fifth year. As usual, Lily, Alice, Mary, Lindsey, and I, argued over who would get first shower, did our makeup (minus Lily, who still refused my begging), and went down to the common room. As usual, Sirius stood up from his place and walked over to me.
"How's my girl today?" he asked, enveloping me in a hug.
"I'm great," I replied, as always, returning the hug. Sirius always called me 'his girl', and I didn't really mind. I knew that he liked me, and I liked him back. The only reason why I didn't snog him then and there was because of his track record, which was very bleak. He'd go out with a girl for a week, then break it off with her like she had no feelings. I just didn't was to be hurt, so we stayed friends.
Then, like every morning, James tried to copy Sirius, and hugged Lily, who promptly hit him, and walked out of the portrait hole. And, like every morning, Alice, Lindsey, and Mary followed her, I tried not to laugh, and James tried not to look put out.
"So, why don't we take a departure from tradition today, and leave these three gits behind, and take a walk after breakfast?" Sirius asked me as he James, Peter, Remus, and I walked down to breakfast.
I was surprised. It was a Saturday, so usually we all went to Hogsmead together. These trips were always fun, as it was the only time Lily, Alice, Lindsey, Mary, James, Remus, Peter, Sirius, and I were all together (unless one of us had a date, usually Sirius with his weekly girlfriend, or Alice with Frank). It was interesting to watch Lindsey and Remus interact, as I knew Lindsey had a thing for Remus. I wondered why he wanted to go on a walk with me. I thought about it for a moment, then said, "Sure, why not?"
Breakfast passed monotonously, and I sat with my roommates today, as I wouldn't see them later. I usually alternated whom I sat with, depending on if I was involved with the latest Marauder prank or not.
When I finished, I told my friends where I was going, with much excited squeals from all around, as everyone knew how much I liked Sirius, except Sirius. Even Remus knew, though he was the only Marauder I trusted with the matter. I excused myself, and walked up the aisle to Sirius, who was sitting with his back to me. I walked up behind him, and covered his eyes childishly. "Guess who?" I asked childishly. It was one of the little games we played, just for fun. I'd cover his eyes, and ask 'guess who', and he'd think of a response satisfactory enough to make me laugh.
"Hmmm," I could tell he was thinking, and then he said, "Mother, I'm sorry, but I don't like you like that."
I laughed, and sat down next to him. He grinned: as always, he had made me laugh.
I waited for him to finish his cereal, then he stood up, and bid his friends good-bye. I gave Remus a hug, and followed him out of the Great Hall. We walked outside, and headed towards the Quidditch Pitch.
That was another thing Lily and I differed in: I loved Quidditch, while you would be hard pressed to get her to even attend a game, let alone play.
Of course, watching Gryffindor was the most exciting, I thought. We had the most talented team the school had ever seen. With James, Alex Johnson (sixth year), and I as Chasers; Sirius and Damien Peakes (seventh year) as Beaters; David Wood (sixth year) as Keeper; and Lindsey as Seeker; we had won every game so far, were in first place, and had won the Quidditch Cup for the last two years. James, Sirius, Lindsey, and I always joked that the team had been nothing before we had joined in third year.
"Sirius?" I asked as we walked.
"Yes, dear?" he asked, determinedly keeping a straight face.
"What the hell are we doing?"
"Well," he said slowly, still smiling, "we are obviously doing two things. We are walking, and talking."
I laughed and rolled my eyes. "No, seriously."
"Why, my dear, everything I do, I do 'seriously', as I am Sirius."
I laughed again. "Fine, don't tell me."
We walked to the Pitch, and he whispered something that made the lock on the gates click open. I knew better by now than to ask how he did it. I already knew the answer: 'A Marauder never reveals his secrets.' We climbed up into the stands and sat down.
"Ok," I broke the silence. "What's up?"
"Oh, nothing," he said, avoiding my eyes. "And, you?"
"Oh, shut up," I said, annoyed. "What do you need to tell me?"
"Well…" he looked down, "I might be trying to tell you that I like you, and I might want to know if you like me back. I also might be scared out of my mind right now, because I might be in love with you. Maybe." He said all of this very fast, and I stayed quiet, trying to make sense of it all. Then, it clicked: he just said that he loved me. Holy shit.
Realizing that I had been quiet for a while, I looked up at him. I truly didn't know what to say.
"Just say something," he said, reading my mind.
"I…I…I just don't know, Sirius. I like you, too, it's just…" I couldn't figure out how to explain my fears, so I just trailed off.
"It's just what?" he asked, trying to keep the sadness from his face.
"Oh, I don't know how to say it! I just…I really like you, and I'm just afraid that I'll be like all the other girls: there for a week, then just thrown out. I don't want to be treated like that! It would hurt too much! I…I…" I had succumbed to tears, now. Shit. I was embarrassing myself, and I was turning down Sirius Black. The Sirius Black. The guy most girls dream about. I took a deep breath, then started again, "I don't want to be played with like some toy! All those other girls didn't care; they just wanted to sleep with you! I'm not like that."
"Really?" he asked. "That's why you don't want to go out with me? You're scared I'll dump you?"
I nodded meekly.
"No." he said, stunned. "No…I'd never…I just…" he seemed to collect himself, then he took a deep breath and began to explain. "All those other girls were just…that: other girls. They didn't mean anything. I'm not saying that's nice, I'm not saying that's fair, but I guess you could say I went out with them to get over you. I like you. I really like you. I just never thought you'd feel the same way. I want you with them to get over it. But, every time, I realized they weren't you, and I didn't want them. So, I dumped them. And, as far as me sleeping with them, I never did. With any of them. Not once. It might surprise you to say this, but I believe in virginity until marriage."
I laughed a bit at this.
"Ok," he laughed, "maybe I don't, but definitely not this early in life. No way." He seemed sincere enough at this. "But, I do care about you. A lot," he leaned in a bit towards me. "I swear, I am not going to throw you out in a week. Not ever, If I can help it." At this point, he was so close that I found it hard to refrain from kissing him.
"Oh, screw it," I said, and I leaned in, and kissed him. Surprised, he kissed me back.
When we came up for air, he asked, laughing, "Does that mean you'll go out with me, then?"
"Yes," I answered.
"Now, all we need to do is to get James and Lily together," he said thoughtfully.
"Oh!" I exclaimed. "I have a plaaaan!"
He laughed, and kissed me again, "Ok, then, let's get started."
A/N: Hello again! Hopefully I'll have the second chapter up soon! Ideas for the future are welcome, and, like before, I'll give virtual chocolate frogs with Dumbledore cards to all reviewers! Love you all!
-Stephieyy
