CHAPTER TWO

Worms!

a/n I listened to one of the wonderful reviewers: MoonlitClarity, and yes, I agree with you with the whole Miss Padfoot and Prongs thing. However, when I was writing the story, I put them in brackets, and somehow, they didn't show up. But on this chapter, yes, I will do something about it. So read, enjoy, and review:)

and oh yeah I forgot to mention, you know how I'm sharing another account with one of my best friends, Miss Prongs/Vivi?? Well, really it's just me that's going to be writing it, BUT she probably will be drawing some pics for the story!!! And she is an AMAZING artist at the age of 11 (!!!!!!!!) so it should be cool.

read, enjoy and most importantly (I AM VERY DISAPPOINTED IN SOME OF YOU PPLZ FOR I SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE ACTUALLY READ MY STORY – 195 – AND YET I HAVE LIKE 5 REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and THAT, my friends, is a fraction of 5/195!!!!! ok, to sum it up, around 195 ppl have read dis ... yet only 5 have reviewed.

sound good? I think not.

so PLEASE PLEASE review!!!!!!!!!

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The rest of the day was spent in happiness, and Lily and James were having the time of their lives simply just running around and pulling little pranks on each other, one involving a bucket of oatmeal being tipped onto James' head.

Miss Prongs would like to point out that if they spent the day in happiness, then it is obvious that they were having the time of their lives.

Miss Padfoot would like to tell Miss Prongs to kindly shove her face out of the picture, and please to not try and punch her.

Miss Padfoot understands, and instead decides to elbow her instead.

Too quickly, evening dawned on them, and Lily and James headed inside to their own separate homes to shower, change, and get ready for dinner at the Potters' house.

Meanwhile, Dorea Potter was preparing a special meal. Rose Evans was assisting, while Charlus Potter and George Evans conversed and talked about important and happy times in the past.

Miss Padfoot would like to tell the readers that the Potter family have the correct names in this story, whereas the Evan family do not because of their unknown identities.

Miss Prongs would like to take Miss Padfoot to the hospital because it is obvious someone if inhabiting her body for Miss Padfoot actually sounded intelligent!

Miss Padfoot feels most affronted.

Miss Prongs will satisfy herself to simply blink dumbly.

Miss Padfoot would like to nod, and ask the reader to continue reading.

Lily came to their house wearing a clean, pale yellow dress with tiny, white sandals. Her sister, Petunia was wearing pale pink (sound familiar? –hint, hint nudge, nudge!), and the dress seemed fit for an older, fussy woman, not a little child.

"Jay Jay!" Lily exclaimed, throwing herself flat on him.

"Lily Flower!" he cried, hugging her tightly. "I haven't seen you in a million-willion-dillion-zillion-jillion years!"

"No, Jay," Lily said sternly. "You can't say that. There's no such word as willion or dillion or zillion or … what was the other one?"

James shrugged. They weren't aware that Petunia was standing beside them, feeling very indignant at being ignored.

"What's for dinner?" Lily asked.

"Spaghetti for the adults, and we get chicken and chips!"

Finally, Petunia huffed and stalked off to her parents.

"Pet's gone now," James said. "So let's have fun!"

Lily grinned mischievously.

James suddenly stopped. "Actually, I don't want to anymore." He knew that when she wore that grin, she was going to plan something really big.

Lily pouted and gave him her best puppy eyes.

"No, no! Lily – don't! Stop! Oh fine."

She giggled and whispered something to him.

He looked shocked. "I couldn't do that!" he cried out.

"Shh!!" she covered his mouth quickly and pulled him into his bedroom.

"Yes you can, Jay Jay! It will be very easy."

"But …!"

Lily put her petite hands on her hips and frowned at him.

"Jay Jay. You are going to do what I say because it will be fun and if you don't I will take your drawing of your pink snitch and show your daddy."

James gasped. "You wouldn't."

Lily smiled evilly. "Oh yes I would."

James sagged down in defeat. "Fine."

"Yay!" she said happily, and started prancing around the room.

James stared at her.

"Okay now, let's get started," she said matter-of-factly all of a sudden.

James nodded, used to her strange mood swings.

"Now James, get us two containers," she ordered, "and then meet me out in the backyard."

James nodded again, and took off.

Lily hurried outside, and started looking for what she wanted.

James came back holding two ice cream containers.

"I got them for us," he said, handing her one.

"Good!"

They started looking around in the garden, and when they found something, they took it, and put it in the container.

When they were done, they decided to cause a distraction.

"James, I want you to fall and pretend to injure yourself okay?" Lily said. "Then I will go inside and do it."

"Alright."

Lily nodded, and she rushed inside, holding the containers but hiding them behind her back, and cried out, "Jay Jay hurt himself! He's outside, hurry!"

All the parents and Petunia sprang out of their seats to look at James.

Lily smiled triumphantly and crept around the kitchen to where the spaghetti was. Pouring what was in the containers into the sauce, she grinned happily, and to make it not look suspicious, started to prepare the adult's dinner.

When she had finished, she had four plates of spaghetti with a huge clomp of sauce on top.

The adults were still outside. James was doing a good job.

She went outside and saw James moaning and rolling around as if he was in pain.

She stifled her laughter when James began to crawl to her feet and whimper.

"That's enough, Jay Jay," she said sternly.

Then to all the adults' shock, he bounced up and said happily, "I feel better now!"

They ran off to his room and started giggling in success.

Miss Prongs would like to protest for James Potter does not giggle, he laughs.

Miss Padfoot understands that Miss Prongs would feel indignation since James is Prongs, but that is a little James Potter and all small children can giggle for it is not considered unmanly.

Miss Prongs feels that is not a good enough explanation and would like to tell the readers to continue reading while she pummels Miss Padfoot for nothing.

"Did you do it?" he asked her.

She grinned like a little imp. "Yup."

"Oh man, this is gonna be so funny!" All his doubts seemed to have vanished as they began to cackle hysterically.

Miss Padfoot would like to ask Miss Prongs if 'cackle' is better than 'giggle'.

Miss Prongs would like to answer with a definite 'NO' for 'cackle' is used for evil and witches.

Miss Padfoot agrees but there is one thing. In the Harry Potter world, a 'witch' doesn't actually have to be evil you see.

Miss Prongs would like to pummel Miss Padfoot some more for being a smarty-pants.

When it was finally dinner, Lily and James headed down feeling gleeful and nervous.

They chomped on the chips, but kept looking at the adults eating the spaghetti.

"This tastes strange, my dear," Charlus Potter said to his wife.

"Yes it does," she frowned. "My spaghetti doesn't usually taste like this."

George Evans agreed. "No offence, Dorea, but it doesn't taste like what you usually cook."

Rose Evans patted Mrs Potter's arm. "Don't worry; everyone has their ups and downs."

Suddenly a funny sound came from James. His face was very red and he looked a little constipated as he squirmed on his chair.

"Do you think he's sick?" Dorea said.

At last Lily couldn't hold herself any longer. She burst out laughing and fell off her chair; she was laughing too hard.

Mrs Evans hurried to her side to see if Lily was alright – she passed the test.

"And now what, young lady, caused you to laugh so hard?"

Lily grinned like a maniac. "I know why the spaghetti tastes funny."

"That's because," James said, "we put something in it …"

The adults froze and pushed their plates away. Charlus finally decided to take charge. His voice quivering, he demanded, "And what, Mr Potter and Miss Evans, did you put in?"

They looked at each other and shouted, "WORMS!"

And they bolted.

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okay I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry that I didn't put the important thing in this chapter! well, I WAS gonna, but I got too caught up in the worms catastrophe, and … well. yes. but ok, I PROMISE that I will write the sad parting in the next chapter ok? hmmmmmmmmm?

review!!!!!! look – down. on the left. A button that reads: Submit Review. Click it. And … REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and I am sooooooooooooooooooo mega sorry that it took me SOOOOO long to write this – well not really WRITE but more of COMPLETE. I was too preoccupied with the other stories (the marauder's map AND passing notes marauder style) and I was playing kingdom hearts II and stuff. forgive me??