Chapter 3: Not Anymore
A/N: I'm tired and have no clue why I'm writing this. Siriusly. I have no clue.
Disclaimer: I will never ever own Harry Potter.
After the meeting, Lily stayed seated in her seat as everyone else left.
Something was bothering her, but she couldn't figure out what it was.
Stupid Potter. This was all his fault.
"Maccy, how are you?" Sirius asked Mary MacDonald, using his and the rest of the Marauder's nickname for her.
She giggled.
"I'm fine Siri, thanks for asking."
"Don't call me Siri!" Sirius whined, stamping his foot.
Mary just grinned at him.
"How about you Tart?" Sirius asked, rushing over to Cathleen using their nickname for her.
Cathleen laughed.
"Don't you have to busy yourself with... marauding or something?"
"Not till Moony and Prongs get back, Tart. You seem to be extremely preoccupied with something. Is it our Wormy over here?" Sirius inquired, clapping Peter on the back.
Cathleen blushed bright red.
"I thought so. TART LIKES WORMY! TART LIKES WORMY!" Sirius started chanting.
"No no. Shut up Sirius! I'm serious!" She begged.
Sirius stopped abruptly and turned to look at her, grinning.
"No, I'm Sirius."
"Oh not with the "Sirius" "serious" joke, those weren't funny the first time you said them," Dorcas complained.
"When would that be?" Sirius asked, his grin growing bigger.
"When you were eighteen months, someone said, 'Are you serious?' and you jumped up and said, 'NO! I'M SIRIUS!' It wasn't funny then, it's not funny now," Dorcas replied, crossing her arms.
Sirius shifted uncomfortably.
"Oh Merlin I'm right! I thought I was just kidding!"
"No. It was when I was nineteen months."
Everyone in the compartment broke out into hysterics except Sirius who was glaring at all of them.
"It's not funny!" He exclaimed, glaring specifically at Dorcas.
Mary wipes away a tear.
"Hate to break it to you Sirius, but it is quite funny."
"But Maccy, you're supposed to be my friend!"
Mary just shrugged in response.
"And what about you Tart? I'm very disappointed in you!" Sirius scolded like a parent.
"Why's everyone laughing?" James asked as he and Remus walk into the compartment.
"Sirius thinks he's my mother!" Cathleen bursted out.
Sirius grinned at her.
Lily entered the compartment and sighed.
She obviously didn't mention the fact that her three best friends were friends with the Marauders, Cathleen being the closest considering she was a pureblood and grew up with James as a brother to her. Dorcas noticed the depressed look on Lily's face.
"You four, go," She ordered, first pointing at all the Marauders, then at the door.
"Are you kicking us out Meadows?" James asked, smirking at Dorcas.
Dorcas smirked back.
"Yes. Now out."
"You can't kick us out, we have free will," Sirius protested crossing his arms defiantly.
"Get OUT!" Dorcas yelled, pushing them all out the door.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! THAT'S THE LAST STRAW OF THIS INJUSTICE! I'M GOING ON STRIKE! YEAH! I'M GOING TO MAKE BANNERS AND POSTERS AND STAND OUTSIDE THIS COMPARTMENT UNTIL-"
"Shut up, Black!" Dorcas called out through the door.
The yelling stopped as Sirius is dragged to another compartment by the rest of the Marauders.
"Is something wrong Lily?" Dorcas asked.
"Well, besides the fact that Potter is Head Boy?" Lily asked in response.
"Yes." Dorcas answers.
"He didn't ask me out once!" Lily exploded, finally realizing her annoyance.
"Why do you care?" Cathleen asked curiously. Lily was glad that Cathleen seemed to have forgiven her.
"He always asks me out!"
"He got over you," Cathleen states, shrugging.
"What?" Lily inquired, shock covering her features.
"He got over you. I was at his house for seventy five percent of the summer, I should know." Cathleen pointed out.
"He really is over me?" Lily asked skeptically.
Cathleen just nodded her head.
Lily just looked at Cathleen for a moment, still not processing what she said.
He was supposed to like her and she was supposed to yell at him. That's how it was supposed to work and now...he didn't like her anymore.
Her heart sank as that realization hit her.
He doesn't like her anymore.
Well, it shouldn't matter and she should be happy, so she will.
"Calm down Lily." Dorcas muttered, seeing the look of panic on her face.
"Oh, that's not everything, he has a girlfriend," Cathleen informed them.
"Really?" Mary asked.
Lily's head whipped up to look at Cathleen.
Cathleen grinned.
"No, I was just messing with you."
"Padfoot get in!" Remus ordered as he and James tried to push him through the door.
"No!" Sirius argued as he held onto the sides of the compartment door frame.
"Go in Sirius," James ordered sternly.
"No! I'm going to go on strike! You can't stop me! I won't give up by going in this one! You can't make me go in by using my name!"
"We'll give you food," James tried.
"FOOD! I can go on strike some other time!" Sirius decided, running into the compartment and sending Remus and James tumbling in by doing so.
Remus glaresdat Sirius from on the floor before getting up and brushing himself off.
"Wow Moony. I never knew you were a clean freak!" Sirius taunted, some of the chocolate frog he is eating flying out of his mouth.
"Padfoot, that's just disgusting," Remus groaned with a disgusted look towards one of his best friends.
"I rest my case," Sirius said after swallowing the remnants of his snack.
The door of the compartment slides open and Cathleen slipped in.
"I think Lily's upset." She giggled.
"Why?" James asked leaning forward, concern showering his tone.
"You don't like her anymore!" Cathleen explained excitedly.
James leans back again.
"Oh," He mumbles.
Sirius started laughing at his friend's absurdity.
"Prongs, really? I thought that's what you always wanted!"
"Yeah well, now that I'm over her I don't want to get my hopes up and start liking again only for her to realize I like her again and intern her start hating me again." James defended.
"That was like the longest sentence I've ever heard." Remus muttered shaking his head.
"Does that even matter at all?" Cathleen asked Remus.
"Maybe it's foreshadowing!" Sirius exclaimed jumping up and down like a little kid on Christmas.
"Sirius," Remus began slowly as if he was talking to a five year old. "This is real life, not a story. We can't have any foreshadowing."
"How do we know? We could just be figments of people's imaginations that are written about on paper to entertain others," Sirius retaliated.
Everyone in the compartment looked at Sirius as if he just lost his mind.
Cathleen looked out the window.
"Looks like we'll be at Hogwarts any minute now, I should go put on my robes."
"Cathleen exits stage," Sirius announced.
"My Merlin Padfoot, we are not in a book or movie or play or TV show or ANYTHING!" Remus barked, beginning to get annoyed.
The train stopped then, pulling in to Hogsmeade Station.
The four boys head towards the horseless carriages and hop on an empty one only to be joined by the Gryffindor 7th year girls a moment later.
They all talk and laugh- Lily excluded as she is just staring out the window- until the carriages pull up to the school.
Being the last time they will arrive at Hogwarts, the castles beauty hit them all twice as hard, as does the realization that this will be their last year.
They walked silently into the Hall reflecting these thoughts in their heads.
The silence of the Great Hall is only broken when the Sorting Hat opened its mouth to sing:
I am the Sorting Hat
I'm here to sort you
Whether it be
Gryffindor
Ravenclaw
Hufflepuff
Or Slytherin
Just you wait and see
For its all up to me!
Are you brave and courageous, chivalrous and fearless like Godric Gryffindor with whom you wouldn't want to mess?
Or maybe clever and witty, ready and resourceful like Rowena Ravenclaw whose words were very forceful?
Loyal and trustworthy, nice and kind like Helga Hufflepuff who was always ready to *find?
Sly and ambitious, cocky and cunning like Slyazar Slytherin, who with Muggleborns he has always been shunning?
Once again!
Gryffindor the brave!
Ravenclaw the clever!
Hufflepuff the kind!
And the sly is good old Slytherin!
And those are all the houses that I can sort you in!
Everyone clapped at the Sorting Hat's new song, anticipating the year ahead.
Lily watched Hestia in anticipation, pointing her out to her friends. They all hoped the little girl would become part of Gryffindor.
"Jones, Hestia!" McGonagall called out, making the tiny girl hurry to the hat, a look of determination and excitement on her face.
After about a moment, the hate finally shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
A/N: Okay I added that at the end. I hope I get more readers this time.
*I hope you got that reference! It's from A Very Potter Musical, Cedric says about 20 times that *cue really stupid voice* Cedric: Hufflepuffs are particularly good finders!
Dumbledore: What the hell is a Hufflepuff?
Lol it gets me every time! I hope you like this chapter! REVIEW! PM me some suggestions! Any type of feedback is appreciated as I just deleted another story and am taking this off hiatus to fill the void!