Author's note; Alright, same as the first chapter. I assume you've read that. Also, James WAS a chaser, not a seeker. The film got it wrong. And don't start with the snitch comments, because he didn't have to be a seeker to have a snitch. It's in the books. Check it out, okay, before you put that he was a seeker in your review?
Now, on with the fun.
Recurring Toad Incidents
Thursday, May 16th
Okay, I've got over my initial hate of Lily. I knew I would. You can't stay mad with her for long. She's just too beautiful in mind and spirit, and of course body. Now I've got her in my head again.
Not that that's a bad thing.
Anyway, I spoke to her today about the whole pushing-Snivelly-into-the-weed-infested-nasty-lakey-wakey, and she said I had better make it up to her as well as doing detention.
'I bet I had…' I said in a suggestive manner, with a little wink accompanying it.
She didn't look too happy. In fact, she rolled her eyes and flounced off, while telling me she'd come back with a punishment tomorrow.
One that fitted the crime.
Of course, that's just code for snogging.
Maybe. I hope it is, anyway.
Now I've got snogging Lily in my head.
Not that that's a bad thing, either.
Friday, May 17th.
I can taste toad juice. I swear. She's evil, that girl.
Somehow she knew. I know it. About me daring Sirius to kiss that toad. So she said I could have a taste of my own medicine.
Only it was worse. I had to lick the toad's back.
She'd even jinxed the poisony stuff off. God knows how.
Why in the name of arse did I do it?
Oh, I know. Because I wanted to show off. How is LICKING a toad's back showing off? I think I only just realised that. Bugger. She thinks I'm a tool. Twice over. Because she already thought I was a button short of a cardigan anyway.
I can still taste that slimy yucky clammy skin. Bleeeh.
It's a good job I bloody love the girl, really.
Sunday, May 19th.
She smirks whenever she sees me now. As if she can see a little film in her head whirring along of me licking that horrid warty toad. But I just let my little film whirr. It involves no toads, that I can tell you.
Other than that, no special reports on Lily. Which is annoying.
Soon she'll come around to my charm, I'm sure of it. And if she doesn't…well. She's better like the effects of love potions.
Wednesday, May 22nd.
Okay, I'd never use a love potion on her. Because it wouldn't be fair. She has to fall in love with me on her own accord. Easy peasy.
Maybe.
See, there is more to me. I'm not just an egocentric git. I hope I'm not.
Maybe I have to show her that. Maybe I have to stop pranking Snivelly. Maybe I have to grow up a bit. Maybe I have to try.
Christ, what am I saying? James Potter stop pranking Snivellus Snape?
Never.
James Potter, grow up?
Never. I'll grow up when I want to. When the time's right. I'm mature enough.
Try?
Try to what, though?
I'll try to get Lily, that's for sure. By the end of this week she'll be mine, I'm sure of it. Haha. Miss Evans is MINE.
Sunday, May 26th.
She's still not going out with me.
Monday, May 27th.
Nope.
Tuesday, May 28th.
Bugger.
