Lily Evans sat in the library, diligently working on her Transfiguration
essay. 'Stupid Potter. Making me like him, then not even knowing my name!
Why does he have to be so perfect?' she thought. Suddenly she heard someone
behind her.
"Good evening, Miss Evans."
"Severus, you scared me," Lily said. "Would you mind leaving me alone? I don't mean to be rude, it's just that it's already 10:30 and still have four more inches to write on my Transfiguration essay." Lily tried to be polite, she had known Snape for quite some time and he had always been nice to her. Every time she had come into the library, he had been there researching something. For a Slytherin, he was actually quite intelligent. In fact, she had even liked him at one time. It was hard not to have a crush on someone who was always so sweet to her. But then Ange had told her about one of the pranks he and Lucius Malfoy had pulled on Sirius and the Marauders; she hadn't liked him since. Still, she tried to be polite. No sense in making an enemy of Severus Snape, or any Slytherin for that matter.
"Of course not," Snape said. "I just had a quick question."
"Sure," Lily replied. The sooner Snape left her alone, the sooner she could finish her essay.
"Would you come to the Yule Ball with me?"
Whoa. That caught Lily completely off guard. She really didn't want to go with him but she couldn't possibly tell him that. What she needed was a way to get out of going with him without hurting his feelings too badly. But how? "I would like to, Severus," she began, "but I'm already going with someone." The second the words escaped her mouth she knew she had made a mistake. Surely he'd want to know who she was going with…
"Oh." Severus was clearly disappointed. "You're going with that one Ravenclaw, aren't you? Libro Naggleston?" he asked, mentioning the boy that she had been rumored to like last year.
"No, I'm going with…" Lily's brain fumbled for a name, any name. Just someone who she could- "Potter." She spit out the first name that came to mind.
"James Potter!" Severus was enraged. "He's trash, Lily. Nothing more than a good-looking, quidditch-playing Marauder!"
"I'm sorry, Severus. I have to go now, it's almost lights out." Lily picked up her books and walked back to her dorm. 'What am I going to do now?' Lily asked herself.
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Lily entered the Gryffindor common room to find Ange asleep in Sirius' arms on the couch. They looked so peaceful she didn't dare wake them, even though she desperately needed Ange's advice. Instead, she headed upstairs to the fifth year girls' dormitories in search of Charisma.
Opening the door, Lily was shocked to find a chestnut-haired girl nearly buried in Remus Lupin's strong arms. "Um… Charisma?" Lily asked, unsure of who the girl really was. The girl snapped her head around so quickly that her ponytail of chestnut hair nearly hit Remus in the face.
"Lily!" she said, clearly startled. "Um… we were just… uh…." She trailed off, not having the slightest idea for a fathomable excuse.
"Making out?" Lily finished for her.
"Uh…"
"It's alright, you can tell me about it later. I'm happy for you two though," Lily said as Remus blushed. "Um, Remus, could you leave us alone for a bit, I have a problem that I wanna talk to Char about."
Gently taking her hands off himself, Remus stepped away from Charisma. "Sure, Lily," he replied. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, Char," he said, stealing one last quick kiss before he went to the boys' dorms for the night.
"Hey, I know you had something to talk to me about, but do you know where Ange is?" Charisma asked once Remus had gone. "Last time I saw her she was in the common room with Sirius, but that was nearly three hours ago."
"They're still down there," replied Lily. "She fell asleep in his arms."
"Aw, how romantic!" Charisma squealed.
"Yeah…" Lily's voice faded away.
"So, you had something to talk to me about?" Charisma asked, seeing Lily wasn't too keen on talking about Ange and Sirius.
"Never mind," Lily said.
"Never mind? Come on, Lily!"
"It can wait," Lily replied, not really wanting to bring Charisma into her mess. She had only known her since the beginning of the year, and they weren't close enough for something this big yet. "So, what's this with you and Remus?" she asked, quickly changing the subject to something Charisma couldn't possibly not want to discuss.
"Well…" Charisma began, not being able to control her squeals of delight. She told Lily all about what had happened after her and James had left, leaving just her and Remus.
"Wow, Char, that's great," Lily said, hiding her jealousy. Not that she had ever liked Remus, because she hadn't. It was only that Charisma and him were together, she was the only one of the girls without a boyfriend, needless to say without a date to the Yule Ball. "I'm so happy for you two."
"Thanks, Lils!" Charisma grinned. "Wow, it's almost midnight. We'd better get to bed," said Charisma as she rustled under her covers. "Good night, Lily."
"'Night, Char." Lily sighed as she plopped onto her bed and tears began falling down her cheeks. She stayed awake for several hours more, just thinking. When at last she fell asleep, she had the most wonderful dream about her and James.
"Good evening, Miss Evans."
"Severus, you scared me," Lily said. "Would you mind leaving me alone? I don't mean to be rude, it's just that it's already 10:30 and still have four more inches to write on my Transfiguration essay." Lily tried to be polite, she had known Snape for quite some time and he had always been nice to her. Every time she had come into the library, he had been there researching something. For a Slytherin, he was actually quite intelligent. In fact, she had even liked him at one time. It was hard not to have a crush on someone who was always so sweet to her. But then Ange had told her about one of the pranks he and Lucius Malfoy had pulled on Sirius and the Marauders; she hadn't liked him since. Still, she tried to be polite. No sense in making an enemy of Severus Snape, or any Slytherin for that matter.
"Of course not," Snape said. "I just had a quick question."
"Sure," Lily replied. The sooner Snape left her alone, the sooner she could finish her essay.
"Would you come to the Yule Ball with me?"
Whoa. That caught Lily completely off guard. She really didn't want to go with him but she couldn't possibly tell him that. What she needed was a way to get out of going with him without hurting his feelings too badly. But how? "I would like to, Severus," she began, "but I'm already going with someone." The second the words escaped her mouth she knew she had made a mistake. Surely he'd want to know who she was going with…
"Oh." Severus was clearly disappointed. "You're going with that one Ravenclaw, aren't you? Libro Naggleston?" he asked, mentioning the boy that she had been rumored to like last year.
"No, I'm going with…" Lily's brain fumbled for a name, any name. Just someone who she could- "Potter." She spit out the first name that came to mind.
"James Potter!" Severus was enraged. "He's trash, Lily. Nothing more than a good-looking, quidditch-playing Marauder!"
"I'm sorry, Severus. I have to go now, it's almost lights out." Lily picked up her books and walked back to her dorm. 'What am I going to do now?' Lily asked herself.
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Lily entered the Gryffindor common room to find Ange asleep in Sirius' arms on the couch. They looked so peaceful she didn't dare wake them, even though she desperately needed Ange's advice. Instead, she headed upstairs to the fifth year girls' dormitories in search of Charisma.
Opening the door, Lily was shocked to find a chestnut-haired girl nearly buried in Remus Lupin's strong arms. "Um… Charisma?" Lily asked, unsure of who the girl really was. The girl snapped her head around so quickly that her ponytail of chestnut hair nearly hit Remus in the face.
"Lily!" she said, clearly startled. "Um… we were just… uh…." She trailed off, not having the slightest idea for a fathomable excuse.
"Making out?" Lily finished for her.
"Uh…"
"It's alright, you can tell me about it later. I'm happy for you two though," Lily said as Remus blushed. "Um, Remus, could you leave us alone for a bit, I have a problem that I wanna talk to Char about."
Gently taking her hands off himself, Remus stepped away from Charisma. "Sure, Lily," he replied. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, Char," he said, stealing one last quick kiss before he went to the boys' dorms for the night.
"Hey, I know you had something to talk to me about, but do you know where Ange is?" Charisma asked once Remus had gone. "Last time I saw her she was in the common room with Sirius, but that was nearly three hours ago."
"They're still down there," replied Lily. "She fell asleep in his arms."
"Aw, how romantic!" Charisma squealed.
"Yeah…" Lily's voice faded away.
"So, you had something to talk to me about?" Charisma asked, seeing Lily wasn't too keen on talking about Ange and Sirius.
"Never mind," Lily said.
"Never mind? Come on, Lily!"
"It can wait," Lily replied, not really wanting to bring Charisma into her mess. She had only known her since the beginning of the year, and they weren't close enough for something this big yet. "So, what's this with you and Remus?" she asked, quickly changing the subject to something Charisma couldn't possibly not want to discuss.
"Well…" Charisma began, not being able to control her squeals of delight. She told Lily all about what had happened after her and James had left, leaving just her and Remus.
"Wow, Char, that's great," Lily said, hiding her jealousy. Not that she had ever liked Remus, because she hadn't. It was only that Charisma and him were together, she was the only one of the girls without a boyfriend, needless to say without a date to the Yule Ball. "I'm so happy for you two."
"Thanks, Lils!" Charisma grinned. "Wow, it's almost midnight. We'd better get to bed," said Charisma as she rustled under her covers. "Good night, Lily."
"'Night, Char." Lily sighed as she plopped onto her bed and tears began falling down her cheeks. She stayed awake for several hours more, just thinking. When at last she fell asleep, she had the most wonderful dream about her and James.