OMG! YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING! I went on this morning to see if anyone had reviewed, and I find ELEVEN!
Haha, I was going to update whether I got 10 or not, it was just a hint.
I'm so sorry I couldn't update sooner, I was having major trouble with what to write in this chappie, because I wanted to make it the best of the best for all of you!
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Where we left off- Marlene has convinced Lily that if she hangs around James non-stop, then her feelings of him will die because Lily will once again realize that he is an arrogant toe-rag.
BUT
Marlene and Sirius have concocted ANOTHER plan to get them together. Sneaky little buggers…
Anyway, ENJOY!
Lily was seriously doubting Marlene's plan. Siriusly.
She had begun by attempting to sit next to Ja-Potter, Lily, Potter, at breakfast the next day:
"What are you doing?" Potter had looked at her incredulously as she settled down right beside him and took a muffin.
Honestly, someone might think the world was going insane. And the air smelt like… strawberries?
Now Lily thought the world was going insane.
That or Dumbledore or the house-elves had gone around with air spray.
Or was it the boy sitting next to her?
"I'm eating, Potter," she had replied, looking at him with an eyebrow raised, "Even I thought you were not as incompetent to recognize what you yourself were doing a few seconds ago."
"Fine," he had huffed, eyes narrowed, "Eat your muffin, then."
"Good morning, Lily," Remus had smiled politely at her, but he still looked very confused.
"Hello, Remus," Lily smiled back, but didn't say anything more.
"Ah, Lily-kins," Sirius smirked at her knowingly, but she merely glared promptly in his direction until he wisely looked away.
Smart boy.
Peter just sat there, only acknowledging her with a nod of his head, not daring to meet her eyes.
Wimp.
Face the scary glare and red hair like a man!
Oh, that rhymed!
Back to the story….
The whole breakfast, she had sat there innocently, taking small bites of her muffin delicately, while he stared at her warily, almost as if he were expecting her to jump up suddenly and hex him.
Well, if he doesn't stop now, I just might, Lily thought nastily, picturing the scene in her head.
Why did she even bother taking small, delicate bites of that delicious, absolutely gorgeous muffin sat in front of her for the taking?
Oh, yeah. He was looking at her.
She will never again scoff at some girl's antics of barely eating on a date.
It was a necessity, for crying out loud!
It goes something like this-
Boy stares at girl, either with love and adoration, or (in Lily's case) like she was a mass murderer waiting for her chance to pounce.
Girl wonders if she has something on her face.
Boy stares some more.
Food comes.
Boy digs in, looking like a pig as he gets sauce all over that still staring face of his.
Girl looks longingly at food, though she knows she must give up what is rightfully hers.
Ah, well. At least the boy's paying.
Or, if he didn't, he would just be stupid.
And know nothing of girls.
Lily was betting that Potter was both of those things.
Why?
Because he had just gotten up to leave.
Ha, and the smell of strawberries had left.
So, it was him.
Oh, she was so going to tease him about smelling like strawberries when… no! If she was going to get over him, then there was no way about telling about his scent.
"Lily!" Marlene had taken Potter's empty seat, and now hissed in Lily's ear like she was a snake.
"What?" Lily asked innocently.
"Why aren't you following him?" Marlene demanded, "You're supposed to be the plaster on the wart! The wash on the zit! The ink on the parchment!" Marlene was getting hysterical and was waving her hands in the air like she just didn't care.
"I am! I am!" Lily said defensively, "I'm finishing my breakfast!"
"No you're not," Marlene tried to pull Lily out of her seat, "Lessons start soon."
"I don't care!" Lily wailed, grabbing onto the table that would surely save her from Marlene's wrath. There was no way she was departing from that muffin.
It would be the apple of her eye, if it were an apple.
And to make it worst, the muffin had two bites out of it.
Two bites!
Had she really been thinking that long? Hmm… maybe that was why she didn't hear Remus' goodbye…
OW!
Marlene had succeeded. Lily was sprawled out on the floor of the Great Hall, without her muffin.
"Get up, you big lump," Marlene kicked her in the stomach.
Lily groaned, but did what she was bid.
She made a grab for the muffin but Marlene was already throwing her bag at Lily and dragging her off.
"But my muffin!" Lily whined, reaching out a hand dramatically.
"Forget about it," Marlene rolled her eyes, "You're fat enough anyway, what have you been eating lately?"
"Thanks for the words of support," Lily sniffed indignantly.
They walked in silence for a while, until:
"Hey, did you know Potter smells like strawberries?"
Yeah, I was thinking of the most lady-like smell for James. It was a tie between strawberries, watermelon, and pears.
Oh, I love pears.
I hope you all had fun reading about Lily's thoughts. It wasn't the most eventful chapter, but it definitely sets it up for the next chapter.
Also, I'm changing the summary. Since I've written more, I figured I might as well change it to something more descriptive.
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