Ok! Our poetry sucks but we can't help it. anyway Please R & R.
Chapter 3
It had been three days since the incidence in class and Lily was having none of James' apologies.
Today James was sitting at the bottom of the stairs to the girls dorms with a box of honeydukes finest chocolates. He'd been waiting there for nearly an hour. Breakfast was almost over and he was unbelievably hungry.
He couldn't wait any longer. James put one foot on the stairs but it immediately turned into a slide and a screaming Dorcas tumbled towards him. Thanks to his quick reflexes he caught her in time.
"Sorry I forgot that would happen." James exclaimed. "Is Lily up there?"
"She doesn't want to talk to you" said Dorcas apologetically, "She's threatening to stay up there the whole day" she sighed.
"What should I do?
Lily stared at what she had composed. She couldn't figure why it sounded so familiar. Inspiration had come from nowhere the day James had made a fool of her in front of the whole class. He had read it out so coolly that it sounded as if he was bragging. Lily had finally seen a less arrogant version of James and because of this she felt confusion and hurt when he had acted the way he did in class.
"What are you writing?" enquired Marlene. She made a grab for it. "Oh my god Lily this is really good. Wait this sounds like someone we know!"
Just then Dorcas re-joined them. She saw the parchment in Marlene's hand and read it. Her eyes began to widen the more she read. She looked at Marlene, eyes wide.
"James Potter!!!" They screeched simultaneously.
Lily hadn't the slightest idea what they were going on about. She looked from one to the other. They each had a sly grin.
"You really like him don't you?" Dorcas prodded.
"Who?"
"Stop the charade Lily. WE KNOW!"
"Know what?"
"Your in love with James Potter and you can't deny it any longer the proof is right her." She waved the parchment in Lily's face.
"I-I…." Lily began. That's why it sounded familiar but I don't like Potter I can't especially after the other day. He hurt me. Made a fool of me... and tried to make it up to me.
"No!! Its not about him you're deluding yourselves."
Dorcas and Marlene shared a knowing glance. "Nuh-uh. You're obsessed. Your poem is full of stuff about him. Listen to this …"
"A work of art
Carved from the finest stars
I'm from Venus, You're from Mars
Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I stare from afar
Surrounded by a frame of black
You make up for the things I lack.
I hate you but I love you
I sometimes want to club you
When you play a prank
I want to give you a ………
Snog?
Wild and free
You complete me.
"This is not about James" Lily cried as she snatched it back and put it in her transfiguration book. Dorcas and Marlene dropped the subject hastily when they saw the deathly glare they were receiving.
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