Chapter 3
Lily POV
The next morning I woke up early, deciding I might wait around for James and maybe we could talk…After the fight James hadn't slept in the heads dorm. He had started sleeping in the other marauders dorm again and the sad thing was I really missed him. So now, here I am, getting up early in the morning so that I can "run into" my fellow head/sworn enemy/maybe friend sometimes. Ironic how things work out, isn't it? So, on that lovely note I pulled on my clothes (a white tank top with the Gryffindor crest and jeans) and left my room to meet Evie in the Gryffindor common room, even though she was probably still asleep. She sleeps for long periods of time, at a time, anytime. Me and Alice were always the early birds. Sometimes it makes me sad that I don't get to share a dorm with my best friends anymore, but then me and James became friends. Until the fight at least. I left the dorm and made my way down the nearly deserted corridors towards the common room.
"Pig toes" I muttered, stepping inside. Now to find…wait, is that James? I looked over to where the couch is and found a sprawled out figure with birds nest black hair and glasses askew. I walked over to him, not really sure what I was doing, and sat down next to him looking down at his sleeping face. I had the sudden urge to wrap him in a blanket and fix his glasses, so I leaned down and carefully removed them so they wouldn't poke him in the eye. Unfortunately, this insignificant (or rather very significant) action seemed to stir James from his sleep. His eyes opened slowly and then scrunched up in confusion. I smiled and said,
"Hey James" He looked at me, sitting up and said,
"Who the bloody hell are you?"
James POV
I felt warm hands brush my face as they took my glasses and so I looked up only to find a girl with pretty green eyes and long red hair leaning over me.
"Hello James" She said in a voice I felt like I knew somewhere but just couldn't place. In fact, all of her seemed like déjà vu, like some kind of dream I'd had but could no longer remember. Nonetheless, it was still weird to find a stranger sitting next to you, removing your glasses, so I said
"Who the bloody hell are you?"
"Look, James, I know you might be mad about the fight but---"
"No, really, who are you? I mean, you're hot and all but…" I said, trailing off. Who was this girl?! She seemed so familiar. Oh well, she's probably just got some classes with me or something. I'll ask Sirius later.
"Fine." She said, seeming on the verge of tears or something. Oh bloody hell, I thought, hoping she wouldn't cry. But instead she just stood and walked away, calling over her shoulder,
"At least don't be late for the heads meeting tonight Potter." And then she was gone. Well that was weird. I wonder why she seems so familiar…I wonder why my heart beat so fast when she was near me. I mean, she's just a girl…what's so different?
Evie POV
"Do you think Lily likes James?" Alice asked thoughtfully. Gah, whay must she speak about such important things so early in the morning?
"Duh." I grumbled.
"But I mean…how are we going to get her to realize it?" Alice continued in that same maddening thoughtful voice.
"Idunno," I muttered from under my pillow.
"Especially now that James won't remember her. You know, that might be it though! Maybe once she loses him she'll miss him" Alice said, with the air of having just discovered a new breed of hippogriff.
"Maybe." I grunted, really wishing she'd shut the hell up. Just then, the door burst open, banging against the wall. I shot up in bed, banging my head on the wall and letting out a stream of curse words while looking around for the source of commotion.
"Gah! I hate him!" Lily exclaimed, pacing in front of my bed. I rubbed my sore head and waited to hear WHY she hated him again.
"He's pretending not to remember me now. All because of our fight…He's so immature!" She exclaimed in frustration. Alice and I exchanged a raised eyebrow glance while Lily continued her "I-hate-James-Potter" rant.
"Lils…shouldn't his not talking to you be a good thing?" Alice asked.
"Oh, he's talking to me. He's just not…he just doesn't remember. Well, he says he doesn't remember.
"What if he really doesn't?" Alice asked.
"How could he not? It's been seven years." Lily responded angrily.
"Well….it might be a potion or spell or something," I said slyly.
"That's ridiculous." Lily responded with a wave of her hand.
"Well, test him then." I suggested.
"What?" Lily asked, dumbfounded.
"Test his memory." I repeated, getting out of bed to go take a shower.
"Why…?" Lily asked, looking at me like a crazy person.
"To see if he is under a spell." I said, pulling clothes out of my drawers.
"Why would he be under a spell?" Lily asked.
"I dunno, but it could happen. Just check before you get to angry." I said, now rummaging around for a clean towel.
"I guess…" Lily said.
"Good." I responded, making my way to the bathroom. Now all I have to do is get her to realize she is in love with him so that then she will reverse the spell and they can live happily ever after. No pressure, Evie.
