A/N I am so sorry this took so long! I started it last Sunday, but I stopped to eat dinner, watch Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium with the fam., and take a shower and when I came back it was gone. then I couldn't work on it all this week because I have been super busy mailing out 200 newsletters by myself.
Btw, I don't own anything recognizable, I think I forgot to mention that last chapter.
Special thanks to my beta, Annie (singer154) You rock!
It had been a year since the OWLs and I was still the same crazy, dramatic, easily-stressed self
It had been a year since the OWLs and I was still the same crazy, dramatic, easily-stressed self. I still had day dreams about the same person, I still wouldn't admit to myself that I liked him, and I still treated him the same.
I still acted like I was annoyed whenever he would come talk to me, I still yelled at him whenever he would do something to annoy me or get into trouble, and I would always say no when he asked me out, though in my head I was screaming yes.
Because in my mind, I was soaking up the attention. I loved it when he would talk to me, and every time he asked me out, it was just a reminder that he still liked me. It's nice to be liked. Especially by someone you like back. The only problem is that he doesn't know that you like him, because….er, because…..
Actually, I don't know why I don't just say yes to him. It could have something to do with the fact that I'm scared what his feelings will be if I finally give in, but that is just an idea.
I really regretted doing these things to him after the fact, but I wouldn't admit it to anyone, not even Alice, but I suspect she knows. The little bugger.
Well anyway, that is how I have spent my sixth year. And now it is time for the end of term exams. You'd think they would be easier because it is after the OWLs, and before the NEWTs, but its not. They are just as stressful. So that is why Alice and I are sitting in the common room on a Sunday night in June studying for our exams that start tomorrow.
We aren't procrastinators, we didn't just start studying, we have been studying all weekend. This whole weekend in June. Can you believe it? We are stuck here in the castle studying while outside the grass is green, the sky is blue, the lake is refreshing and we are stuck studying. I tell you, life is unfair.
"Humphrey Bogart," Alice said triumphantly.
Well, we were studying. At the moment we are playing the word association game. Apparently, I started hyperventilating and freaking out when I couldn't name all the ingredients in amortentia. So, for the sake of my sanity, we are taking a break from studying to play the word association game. And now it is my turn.
"Sabrina"
"Audrey Hepburn, she is my favorite actress of all time. She's so classy."
"I totally agree with you. Paris,"
"Gene Kelly, you know, from An American In Paris,"
I rolled my eyes; of course I knew what she was talking about. She wasn't the only old movie lover. "I know! How could I not? Fred Astaire."
"Ginger Rogers" Alice was really proud of her self with this one.
"Ooh, good one. Red hair," I knew she was going to need and explanation for this one.
"Huh?"
"Ginger, red hair…Just go with it."
"Ok…your hair."
"Ugh."
"Lily…"
"I thought we already decided that 'ugh' is a word."
"Yeah, because you looked it up in the dictionary,"
"So? It's your turn."
"Ok…yuck."
"Acid Pops" we both shivered in disgust at these, remembering our first, and last, experience with the disgusting candy.
"Licorice Wands."
"Chocolate Frogs." Uh-oh. It is never good to get on the subject of food or candy when we play this game. We always eat an unnecessary amount of food.
Alice smiled almost evilly, "Dumbledore."
I looked at her confused.
"Ok, I don't normally ask where answers come from," I ignored Alice's interruption of "Yes you do," and continued, "but where on earth did you get Dumbledore?"
"From the cards," she said as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.
"Oh yeah," Duh, how could I have forgotten? Obviously, my mind was still on candy.
"Lily, you scare me sometimes." Alice said shaking her head at me.
"I know. I scare myself sometimes, too. Well anyway, McGonagall."
I started to yawn, and Alice put her hand over my mouth.
"I swear I will never play this game with you again if you so much as mention a rumor about those two."
I gasped, "Why? Did you hear a rumor about them?"
"No, but every time we mention two teachers, you always start telling me about a rumor you heard, but actually, I did hear that…"
I cut her off by putting my hand over her mouth.
"I don't want to hear it! Besides, it's not fair that you can share rumors and possibly scar me but I can't tell you anything." I said pouting.
"Whatever, I think it is my turn, Transfiguration."
"Ugh."
"Lily..."
"What? It's a word!"
"Yeah, but you can't use the same word twice,"
"Oh, fine. Ergh," I said, challenging her to argue with my eyes. She didn't.
"Ack."
I grinned. I loved it when we started on onomatopoeias.
"Phew."
"Relief."
I sighed. She always changes the subject when I get on a roll.
"Bath."
"Lily, you are going to have to explain that one,"
"I take a bath, and I feel relief after a long day."
"Oh, ok. Shower."
"Shampoo."
"Conditioner."
"Body Wash."
"Shaving Cream."
"Razor."
"Cold." At my raised eye, she continued, "By the time I get to shaving my legs, the water is cold."
"Oh," I said laughing, "Is that why your legs are always hairy?"
Alice started to giggle, "Shut up."
It took awhile for us to get back on topic. Alice's giggles are contagious. So towards the end of our giggle attack we were laughing more at each other than anything. We really started laughing when Alice started snorting, and then I started snorting while laughing at her snorting.
We were too busy laughing at each other to notice the strange looks from the other people in the common room. They were looking at us like we were nuts. We probably were. We also probably should have paid more attention to who was around us. It probably would have saved us serious trouble in the future.
We finally continued after I was reminded of what the word was.
"Cold," Alice said, "how could you forget that?"
I shrugged and said the next word.
"Hot." Wow. I am so original.
"Sizzling."
"Smokin'."
"Sexy."
"James."
I clapped my hand over my mouth and my eyes went wide. Did I just say that out loud?!
"Whoa." Was all Alice said.
I groaned. That confirmed it. I had said it out loud. I can't believe it. It just popped right out of my mouth.
What am I going to do? I asked myself, I just admitted that I like Potter.
Wait! Wait just a minute! I only admitted that I thought he was sexy. That's OK. Everyone thinks he is sexy. Even him. Wait scratch that, especially him. See? Nothing to worry about.
Except…except, to me, it is more. It's more than just thinking he is sexy. I really, really like him, and I just said so out loud. What a relief. I feel as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. It's good that now I can talk to Alice about it whenever I need to. I should just be glad that he didn't…
"Well, Lily, I had no idea you felt that way about me,"
I jumped and turned around. I was face to face with James Potter himself.
Quickly I glanced around the room and discovered that, if I hadn't been so caught up in Alice's and my game, I would have noticed James and his friends sitting not ten feet away from us. Then I would have noticed that they were trying, and failing, to pretend that they weren't listening to every word Alice and I said.
Oh, bugger! Bugger, bugger, bugger! I cannot believe that he heard that! How embarrassing!
I was standing there wishing that the floor would just open up and take me away from here, when James started walking toward me. I quickly realized things were never going to be the same ever again, and I am not sure that it is a good thing.
At that moment his lips touched mine for the first time.
Then again, it could be a great thing…
A/N I have 2 a/n worth observations: 1) I was at church and my pastor was talking about how he proposed to his wife and it was so similar to my story Let Me Show You The Ways that I was like Hey! Guys can be romantic, and my faith in men was restored. Sigh. And it proved that I'm not just a hopeless romantic. hah! j/k!
2) So I was reading Wicked you know about the wicked witch in the Wizard of Oz? Well, any way there was a line about 'basic xenophiliac slant' and I was like whoa that reminds me of Xenophilius Lovegood. Then I was like I bet J.K. made his name Xenophilius for a reason so I -ed it and found out that Xenophily is an affection for unknown objects. How cool is that. Once again, she has proved her brilliance, not that we ever doubted...
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