Author's Note: I really hope you like this. I think it's rather good, and I hope you feel the same!
This is a Lily/James fic, but it also has the major Sirius/OC couple, and a few other minor ones. This chapter, and the next, aren't majorly Lily/James, but the third chapter is focused on them. So if your upset at the seemingly inaccurate summary, I do get there. It's just the Sirius/OC one is where I had some inspiration, so that's just the one I started with.
"James," Sirius whined. "Help!"
"Sorry mate, your on your own. I have to help myself right now." James appeared to be staring off into the distance, but to Remus and Sirius, it was obvious what he was really looking at. Sure enough, Lily Evans was sitting at the table adjacent to theirs, tying her fiery hair into a messy bun while laughing at something her friend was saying.
However, to Sirius, it was her friend Emily Potter was the one who was worth staring at.
"James!" Sirius hissed. "Do I need to bring up exactly what you say in your sleep?" James turned pale, and faced Sirius.
"What do you need?"
"A date!"
"A date?" James asked, skeptical. "For what?"
"The dance!" Sirius whispered.
"The dance? Oh. Yeah." It was the 500'th anniversary of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And of course, teachers made a big deal out of it. Sirius honestly didn't care. It was an excuse to get a date, and possibly a good snog. James happened to think it could be something special for him and Lily, but Sirius, despite his name, was not one to behave with such an emotion in mind.
"Yeah. And I need a DATE!"
"Yeah, uh-huh." James was already back in his own little word of Lily flowers and "hott" red-heads.
"James! Oh, whatever!"
Sirius stalked moodily down the corridor by the Great Hall. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't notice there was someone in front of him until he crashed into Hannah Phoenix.
"Sorry!" he bent down to help her up. Another one of Lily's friends, Hannah was a bit shorter than him, with long, long blond hair and nice chocolate brown eyes. She's rather decent looking, he decided.
"It's okay. I wasn't really paying attention either." She smiled up at him as she picked up her last book(Charms).
Before he even knew what he was going to say, the words came out of his mouth, "Do you want to go to the dance with me?" Ok, this will be good. I can focus on getting over this crush on Emily, and. . .OH, I've also ruined any chance of asking her. Oh. Yeah.Suddenly, Sirius's good mood seemed to evaporate. Oh, well, what could he do now? If he all the sudden changed his mind, Hannah would tell Lily, who would blame and confront James, who would then blame him and complain to him, and Man, he had his own problems getting the girl of his dreams, without having to hear James's plots to catch Lily's eye.
Hannah's eyes widened. She face broke into a huge grin. "Really? Yeah, that would be great!"
"Really. OK, great!" He handed her books to her. "I'll see you at six on Wednesday?" They even got to miss classes!
"Yeah!" Hannah waved goodbye and headed to the Great Hall as Sirius went to the dormitories.
"Lily! Em!" Hannah practically skipped over to the table, she was so happy.
"Guess who asked me to go to the dance!"
"Who?"
"Sirius Black!" Lily's eyes widened! She turned to Emily, trying to see her mood, but she was expressionless.
Inside though, Emily could feel her heart sinking. Hannah didn't know that Emily liked Sirius. She needed to be happy for her friend. She forced a smile. "That's great!"
Hannah looked questioningly at Emily for a minute, but, realizing that Em wouldn't say why her cheer seemed so forced, she turned to chatter excitedly with Lily.
Emily breathed a sigh of relief. She really didn't want to have to explain why she was upset. She muttered an excuse, and stood up. Stomping dejectedly up the steps, she mad her way to the Gryffindor Common Room.
She made her way to the tower, and from there, the Girl's dormitories. "Love sucks!" she cried as she threw herself facedown on her bed.
"What did love do to you?"
Emily looked up to see her friend, Alana, coming from the bathroom connected to the Girl's Dormitory. Alana's question was simple enough to an innocent bystander, but to Emily, she might as well been an inmate in an Azkaban prison cell asking her what she was in jail for. She threw her head down onto her bed. Muffled by her pillow, Alana could just make out Emily saying "A lot!"
"Well, I think love isn't so bad."
"Yeah, let me guess," Emily said sarcastically, lifting her head, "one of the Marauder's asked you to the dance, too."
"Well, yeah."
Taken aback by her being write, Emily forgot to talk with the set amount of cynicism she had been using. "Which one?"
"Remus!" Alana sighed happily.
Emily scrutinized Alana. She was pretty, that was for sure. With long red hair that went way past her waist, nearly to her butt, and clear blue eyes, it was obvious why Remus would ask her. To bad Sirius doesn't feel the same way about me.
"Oh." Alana sympathetically nodded.
"Sirius?" she asked in a knowing voice.
"Asked Hannah just now!"
Alana winced for her friend. "Em, come on. Ask somebody else. HE isn't worth it."
"Yeah, your right!" Emily stood up, nodding slowly.
"Of course!" Alana rolled her eyes in exaggerated obnoxiousness. Emily laughed faintly at her friends hyper, and more often than not excessively perky nature.
She smiled at Emily, seizing her hand to pull her all the way down to the Great Hall, where the source of the problem, Sirius, was.
As Emily shut the door behind them while being dragged down the stairs, Alana's laughing voice called up to her.
"Ain't Love Grand?"
I had to end the chapter on a whimsical note. I hope you liked The chapter a lot! Please review, it is really appreciated!
