None of this is mine. Even the ideas that I think are mine probably are JKRowlings, so go worship her instead. shoo.
This is an idea that I've been playing with for sometime, that I may or may not develop. Just my perspective on why Lily keeps on turning down James. But she is NOT self harming, or suicidal, or anything like that. Becuase in reality, people who are bullied only turn self harm and suicidal 99 times out of 100. And this type of bullying does happen. its very common, at least, in my school. I think its an english thing. But prove me wrong.
Why does he ask me out? Why?
I don't understand. Is he really that sick and twisted that he enjoys humiliating me and pointing out that no guy could ever possibly want me? Repeatedly? In public?
It's not that he likes me, he can't like me. There's nothing to like.
Not my looks - as a general rule, James Potter prefers pretty, long legged blondes or brunettes, who can flick their hair and flutter their eyelashes.
Me? I'm kinda plain. Unusual hair, but once you've got past that, there isn't much else worth looking at. Not his type at all.
He's obviously not enthralled by my stunning personality, based on the fact that the only words he's ever said to me are variations on 'Will you go out with me Evans?' - And I doubt he's awed by my superior intellect.
The only conclusion then, the one that I've come to time and time again is that he does it to humiliate me.
Because he knows, I know, everyone knows that I'm a geek. And geeks don't have relationships, they just sit quietly in the corner, don't get into trouble and always hand their work in on time. They don't have friends, or feelings, or lives. They're just cardboard cutouts, furniture. Good for making fun of or copying homework off. not much else.
But it still hurts.
And that's why I'm here, curled up on a sofa in a hidden hollow behind a tapestry that's become my hiding place. Because he asked me out again, in public, and everyone was laughing and smirking at the joke. At me.
Sure, I answered back as 'wittily' as usual, but only because I won't let them see me cry. I won't give James Potter the satisfaction of knowing that he actually gets to me. I won't let him know how much it hurts.
Short and not particuarly sweet. Hopefully, I will write more and it will get better. I think I'll do this whether anyone reveiws or not, but anyway... scuffs toe in direction of little purple button ahem. Because I would be happy? And be able to reply to you in my next chapter?