Ok, this is going to be a part of a series of one shots, BUT there will be a little bit of SLASH. I will warn you before hand if there is gonna be a slash chappie okies? And this chappie aint :D Hope you like!
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It's a fine line between love and hate.
'You, you - BASTARD. HOW DO SAY THAT ABOUT ME? DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT'S A COMPLIEMENT TO A GIRL? OH HEY SUGA, YOU'RE LOOKIN' HOT TODAY, WANNA JUMP INTO MY PANTS. WHY DON'T YOU GET OVER YOURSELF?'
'IT WAS A JOKE EVAN'S, OH THATS RIGHT I FORGOT, YOU DON'T KNOW THE MEANING OF THE WORD.'
'A JOKE MY ARSE!'
'And a DAMN fine one it is too.' James Potter winked at her, and she felt herself boil over.
SMACK. Lily had brought her hand back and slapped him.
'YOU BITCH. HOW DARE YOU?'
Lily grew quiet. This was even more dangerous then when she was yelling. 'Oh I dare alright, and if you EVER say something like that to me again, you might just find yourself in the hospital, with no memory of how you got there.'
Lily spun on her heel, and started to power walk throught the corridors. She was Head Girl - no matter how much she wanted to run, she couldn't. It was a bad example.
James groaned to himself. It was not meant to end up like that. He had gone to ask her out - seriously this time, but didn't have the courage to, so he said some lame ass thing to her. What was it again? Something about her getting into his pants. But when she started yelling at him, he could feel himself loose his temper, and so all their fights ended up like this one. NO. Not all of them. He was going to change that. Today.
'Lily,' He found himself yelling, 'Wait.'
She span on her heels. 'WHAT?' She spat.
'I-I'm sorry.' Lilys mouth dropped open a little. 'I came out here to ask you on a date, but when I'm about to ask, I loose confidence, and find I can't, and then I loose my temper when you start yelling.' Lily composed herself.
'Yeah sure Potter.'
'Lily, please, what can I do to make you believe me?' His face was begining to show hurt, and Lily was almost ready to believe him.
'Nothing. It's not possible. To me, you are a barstard and always will be.' She turned, and started to walk to the library.
'LILY, you have to believe me.'
'Why,' she turned around. 'What part of me HAS to give you a chance. It does no good to me. It's only inflating your ego.'
'Lily, it wouldn't. In fact if you accepted, we could keep it a secret, and if I told, you would be able to pretend I was a liar. And how DO you know it doesn't have anything in it for you? We'd have a good time, isn't that something enough for you?'
'Ok. I'll go.'
'WHAT?'
'I'll go. Or don't you understand those two little words?'
'I do, I just wasn't expecting it. So 7 o'clock on Thursday, by the fire. Don't be late.' He walked of whistling.
'I won't,' she whispered, 'It's strange. There is such a fine line between love and hate.'
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It's a fine line between love and hate.
'You, you - BASTARD. HOW DO SAY THAT ABOUT ME? DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT'S A COMPLIEMENT TO A GIRL? OH HEY SUGA, YOU'RE LOOKIN' HOT TODAY, WANNA JUMP INTO MY PANTS. WHY DON'T YOU GET OVER YOURSELF?'
'IT WAS A JOKE EVAN'S, OH THATS RIGHT I FORGOT, YOU DON'T KNOW THE MEANING OF THE WORD.'
'A JOKE MY ARSE!'
'And a DAMN fine one it is too.' James Potter winked at her, and she felt herself boil over.
SMACK. Lily had brought her hand back and slapped him.
'YOU BITCH. HOW DARE YOU?'
Lily grew quiet. This was even more dangerous then when she was yelling. 'Oh I dare alright, and if you EVER say something like that to me again, you might just find yourself in the hospital, with no memory of how you got there.'
Lily spun on her heel, and started to power walk throught the corridors. She was Head Girl - no matter how much she wanted to run, she couldn't. It was a bad example.
James groaned to himself. It was not meant to end up like that. He had gone to ask her out - seriously this time, but didn't have the courage to, so he said some lame ass thing to her. What was it again? Something about her getting into his pants. But when she started yelling at him, he could feel himself loose his temper, and so all their fights ended up like this one. NO. Not all of them. He was going to change that. Today.
'Lily,' He found himself yelling, 'Wait.'
She span on her heels. 'WHAT?' She spat.
'I-I'm sorry.' Lilys mouth dropped open a little. 'I came out here to ask you on a date, but when I'm about to ask, I loose confidence, and find I can't, and then I loose my temper when you start yelling.' Lily composed herself.
'Yeah sure Potter.'
'Lily, please, what can I do to make you believe me?' His face was begining to show hurt, and Lily was almost ready to believe him.
'Nothing. It's not possible. To me, you are a barstard and always will be.' She turned, and started to walk to the library.
'LILY, you have to believe me.'
'Why,' she turned around. 'What part of me HAS to give you a chance. It does no good to me. It's only inflating your ego.'
'Lily, it wouldn't. In fact if you accepted, we could keep it a secret, and if I told, you would be able to pretend I was a liar. And how DO you know it doesn't have anything in it for you? We'd have a good time, isn't that something enough for you?'
'Ok. I'll go.'
'WHAT?'
'I'll go. Or don't you understand those two little words?'
'I do, I just wasn't expecting it. So 7 o'clock on Thursday, by the fire. Don't be late.' He walked of whistling.
'I won't,' she whispered, 'It's strange. There is such a fine line between love and hate.'
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Press da button, come on you know you wanna press it :D