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She Will Be Loved
Chapter One ll The Introduction: Pointless Yelling
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"Merlin!" screeched Lily. "This cannot be happening. No, I refuse to believe it... It just cannot be happening!"
"Ah - well, I'm afraid it is, Lils," Chelsea said in a would-be consoling voice, if it hadn't been quaking with fear. Her redhaired friend had a fiery temper, one that she was quite scared of at times.
"This is just... injustice!" shrilled the redhead, picking a book up and hitting herself with it. She dropped it and moaned, "Ow. That really hurt."
Lily's three friends watched her vent her frustration, rather abashed.
"Um, you still have us," piped up Steph nervously. "We'll... be there."
Lily laughed hollowly, "Yeah, I'll have you guys, but guess who else will be there? The Marauders!"
"Well, I don't see the fuss," spoke up Leonie sceptically. "It's just the Marauders. They're boys in our year whom we've known since we were eleven. It'll be fine." Meet Leonie Chan. Completely practical and sometimes a bore, but the only one Lily would listen to. The only one who could handle her fiery and short temper.
"No, it won't," moaned Lily, and Steph and Chelsea exchanged glances; if they had uttered Leonie's words, they'd have received a ten-minute rant.
"Because Potter is there. Potter! The egocentric, psyschotic, idiotic pratball, arrogrant little GIT..."
And she went on and on.
Steph sighed and looked at Leonie, "What do we do now?"
"Just wait for a couple of minutes," Leonie replied nonchalantly, smiling. She picked up a book and sunk into a chair. "It'll be awhile..."
Chelsea was amazed at how calm she was. With a sigh, she also sat down and began talking to Steph. Lily didn't seem to notice her friends' lack of attention, and continued her rant.
EIGHTY-ONE SECONDS LATER.
Lily drew in a breath and was probably about to rattle off another list of insults about James Potter (she seemed to have an endless agenda) before Chelsea seized the opportunity to cut in.
"Okay, okay, we get the point!" she almost yelled. "You - dislike Potter. Being in a cabin with him is not your cup of tea. Okay, fine! It it's really so terrible, then we'll go and sort this out with Dumbledore - "
"Say, talking about me?" came a sly voice.
James Potter stood in the doorway of the girls' dormitory, accompanied with Sirius, Remus and Petter. He was grinning mischievously and Sirius and Petter kept snickering.
Lily snorted, her face instantly a scowl. "Oh, of course," she said sarcastically. "But since when did you become the world's greatest sorcerer?"
"Well, now that you mention it - "
"Oh shut up, Potter," snapped Lily, her tone venomous. "I'm not in the mood to see your head inflate to the point your neck can no longer support it. Go away."
Sirius let out a low whistle, "Man, Lily is good."
James' eyes flashed, but he said infuriatingly, "You're right, dear Evans. We have a whole week to talk about my greatness, seven days filled with my glorious presence at this Muggle camp. Are you looking forward to it?"
"You're a pig, Potter," she muttered.
"Takes one to know one," James retaliated, while the others watched in mute awe.
"Oh, grow up Potter," Lily said acidly, resorting to her last choice (the "mature" way). "Cut me some of your prickiness. I have to be stuck with you for a week."
James smirked because he knew it would annoy her. "You make it sound so awful. I'm not that bad, Evans. Honestly."
"Most find James to have a very sweet disposition," Sirius found it necessary to add.
Lily just snorted.
James glared at her, "I am not bad."
"Uhh, yeah you are."
"Not!"
"Are!"
"Not!"
"ARE!"
"NOT!"
"ARE!
"NOT!
During this random screaming, the friends of the pair just stared at them, quite amazed at how they could argue over the smallest things. In fact, most of the time, their arguments ended only because they forgot what they were rowing about in the first place. Of course, this only happened after at least an hour of pointless yelling.
"ARE!"
"NOT!"
"Could you two please shut up now?" yelled Sirius.
"No!" Lily and James snapped at the same time, still glaring daggers at each other. Remus sighed. The pair acted like two immature brats.
"Okay, fine," Sirius resolved calmly. "Then we will leave you two in peace, as your bickering is really quite... detrimental to our mental health. Oh, don't mind me. Continue your yelling, and we'll see you tonight. Good luck, you two. You have - hmm, five hours all to yourselves... just for insulting each other!"
During this, Sirius had been ushering everyone else outside.
"Goodbye!" he yelled with a grin, and slammed the door shut.
There was silence as he cast an advanced spell on the door so that it would not allow anyone to enter or leave until eleven o'clock that night.
"What the - ?" James said blankly.
Lily ran to the door and seized the knob with her hands, tugging at it fiercely. She let out a little shriek, "Potter, what has your lunatic friend done?"
James dropped on his knees beside her and peered at the doorknob. "Does it look like I know?" he asked, righting his glasses in annoyance.
Glaring at him, the redhead feverishly looked around for her wand. "Oh, no! I left it with Leonie - Merlin, Potter, I hate you!" she screeched, using James by way of venting her distress.
His jaw dropped, "What, so now it's my fault the lunatic locked us in here?"
"Well - he's your friend!"
"It's your fault you started the whole argument in the first place!"
"But you're the one who claimed to be in league with Albus Dumbledore!"
"What - what? Forget about Dumbledore, just shut your mouth for a second, Evans."
"What don't you, Potter?" Lily countered.
"Make me," James countered back, staring her down. Lily gave him up and he stood up and kicked the door. "SIRIUS!" he bellowed, "GET ME OUT OF HERE. LEAVE THE GIRL IF YOU MUST - I DON'T REALLY CARE."
Lily looked up at him contemptuously. "I truly feel sorry for the girl you're going to marry, Potter," she said in the most calm and serene voice she had used all evening.
Those words made James' mouth twist into a smile, but before he could say anything, black writing appeared on the blank wall on the right side of the door.
Will you two just SHUT UP FOR A SECOND? The whole castle can hear ya, and no one really wants to! If everyone was stuck in their own positions (WHICH THEY ARE) they'd all want to shoot you two with a gun! (Some sort of Muggle weapon - very painful.) Now please for the love of Merlin's pants, TRY to get along and STOP FIGHTING! You may come out at eleven tonight, hopefully with no injuries, please? You two need to learn to tolerate each other, otherwise no one will keep their sanity at Muggle camp. I wasn't kidding when I said your arguing was detrimental to our health. Do you really want that on your conscience? Oh, and enjoy dinner. It'll be sent through the door soon, so make sure neither of you are standing in front of it or you'll be knocked out by a tray and you can't blame me for not warning you. The food was nicked from the kitchens. Enjoy. Love, Sirius.
James blinked at the message, then turned away, threw himself facedown on a bed and let out a muffled yell.
"I'm going to murder him," was all Lily said.
Still groaning, James turned on his back and said ominously, "Not if I get to him first."
"Five hours with Potter," ther redhead muttered to herself, putting her hands to her face and rubbing it vigorously. "POTTER! ARGH!"
"This is going to be so much worse than that stupid camp," James said monotonously, staring at the top of the four-poster.
Lily pulled her hands off her face and snapped, "Of course it is. At least my friends will be around at camp. There's only you right now. Sirius was really hoping high when he said he expects there to be no injuries. Unfortunately, I don't have my wand with me." She glared at his lying form on the bed, "You stupid boy, Potter. This is all your fault."
"Of course it is," the ravenhaired boy said demurely, shutting his eyes. "When isn't it my fault?"
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A/N: Whoa, talk about cat fight! These two fight entirely too much, and unlike their fighting in other stories, they seem to really hate each other! And in reality, they do! Really, really, really loathe each other. No hidden feelings under their screaming. Just good ol' fashioned screeching. Isn't that dandy? :) Yeah, and Lily is a bit of a disaggreeable girl in this fic. Not that loveable redhead. And sorry for the tacky story title... Lol. And the weird summary. Lol. Byebye, and please review! – msq.