"…And YOU Potter are the BIGGEST most obnoxious STUCK-UP BLAST-ENDED-SKEWERED on the GROUNDS!!"
And on that peaceful, happy not, Lily Evans left the Gryffindor Common Room.
Damn Potter. Who the hell does he think he is? If I ever get HIM alone I swear I'll…
Now it's not that Lily minded the attention per say. What kind of girl didn't enjoy the spotlight? It's just that James was so, so….obsessive. It was creepy for Merlin's sake! How often did he HAVE to drop his books in front of her, or just HAPPENED to not find ant other seat in the room EXEPT the one next to hers or have a stupid Snitch just SITTING AROUND in his pocket? Or just HAPPENED to be the last in the room or have her at the center of the crowd to ask her, once again, in vain for a date. It was just TOO MUCH.
With all these complicated thoughts on her mind, she bumped into Professor Dumbledore come down the corridor.
Lily gaped, horrified as the stack of papers, flew out of the Professor's hands and gracefully floated to the ground in one, big, heaping mess.
She gulped almost audibly and looked up sheepishly. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled mischiviously. "Now haw foolish of me," Dumbledore said conversationally. "and I had just been warned to look out for Snangle-Florps. They're invisible you know." He added kindly looking at his petrified student.
"Um, Um, Yes Sir, Professor." Lily cursed herself for mumbling and blushing. DAMN ME!!
Dumbledore, looking, for all intents and purposes as if he didn't know her exact thoughts swept his piercing gaze over the heap and flourished his wand.
"Organizio." He said simply as the papers flew back into his arms in the neat, proper order. "Useful spell." He commented as Lily wished she could sink into the floor. She knew that spell. WHY didn't she do it before the Professor and impress him with witty banter, encouraging her to let her take more advanced classes?!
"I, I guess so Sir. …I..I've got to get going. Library you know. For research."
He nodded understandingly and they parted ways.
It was only after she haad rounded the corner when she realized her three mistakes: 1. She did NOT have, her bag, supplies or text book. 2. This was NOT the way to the Library and 3. He KNEW she had no research to do. He had read every assignment she'd ever turned in and kept track of EVERY CLASS SCHEDUALE!!
Only the knowledge that when head and stone collided, stone won stopped her from walking over to the wall and whacking herself soundly.
And of course, as if on cue, her day got even worse.
"Evans…HEY EVANS!..."
