CHAPTER FOUR.
Old. New. And No Longer
"Friendship is delicate as a glass, once broken it can be fixed, but there will always be cracks."
So I woke up in the morning, did my morning routine as usual, et cetera. But surprisingly, Emily wasn't there. She was usually the last to rise each morning, but she was gone. My guess was that she went to tell her friends of the news.
Hailey and I went down into the Great Hall for breakfast and guess who was walking in at the same time? Mhm, Edward. And guess what happened? I smiled, he smiled. I blushed, he blushed. We both walked away. Exciting, eh?
All right, so after that engaging encounter, Hailey was eyeing me and Edward strangely. I hadn't told her about my little crush yet, even though that might have cleared things up with the whole me 'liking' James issue. But, I don't really care.
Hailey was still eyeing me strangely and I'm pretty sure that I was still blushing. We were walking to our normal seats as usual, when I noticed Emily and her friends looking our way. Emily had her eyebrow cocked, but didn't really look angry. Her friends were flat out glaring at me. I wasn't shocked though, I had been getting that since fifth year. So, I ignored them and kept moving.
Hailey and I were about to sit down when the Marauders called out to us. I must say that I still needed to get used to that.
James was waving at us to join them. I noticed that Remus was with them, looking as sickly as ever, but smiling all the same. Hailey shrugged and we walked over to them.
"Morning," said James brightly.
I smiled weakly at him and watched Peter gulf down his breakfast in slight disgust and amazement. The plate was basically touching his nose and it was in his hands in front of his face. I didn't even think he was using utensils anymore. Strange kid, he is.
Hailey and I sat down and ate our first ever breakfast with the Marauders. Thankfully, the rest of the Marauders (James, Sirius, Remus) all ate like normal human beings with plates on the table and utensils in hand. I guess they were used to Peter's eating habits because they didn't seem affected by it. I think Hailey noticed it as well because she was scrunching her nose in Peter's general direction.
Okay, I have a confession to make. And it will come off as a complete shock to you.
Ready?
Deep breath.
Sirius Black isn't that bad.
I know, I know. I said he was an idiot/prat/arse/fool/etc. but he's not that bad once you get to know him. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Hailey was right. Sirius and James are very similar anyways; one without the other just didn't work.
So, aren't I the popular one? I made two new friends in two days. Impressive, eh? I thought so. Maybe a new friendship with an old friend as well? Or not, but you never know, right?
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Charms class. I was desperately trying to pay attention but it was obviously not working since I found myself narrating my life to, er, myself. Again.
Hailey and I were sitting in front of Remus and Peter with James and Sirius off to our right. I didn't know that a friendship could evolve so quickly in the time of two days.
Flickwick told us to review all the charms that we have done since the beginning of the year. Well, it was only the beginning of October, so it wasn't much that we've covered so far.
No matter, the class got started immediately. Charms was always a good class to have a conversation. Hailey and I started talking amiably until she stopped talking and started to stare at something behind me. She looked confused and just kept staring. Curious, I turned around and saw Emily walking towards me.
I'm pretty sure my expression matched Hailey's because, as I explained previously, Emily and I haven't talked in more than a year. And for her to walk towards me, even to ask me for a quill was beyond rare. It just never happened. Period.
So as Hailey and I sat there staring at Emily, she approached our desk carefully. I couldn't quite read her expression, but it wasn't angry looking.
I could picture this in like a jungle scene; two innocent birds see an approaching lion. But do they fly away? No, because these birds are chickens and can't fly. So what do they do? They sit there like chickens sit, and wait for the lion to gobble them up.
Now, back to reality.
Emily cleared her throat. "Erm. Hey, Lily, Hailey," she said.
"Hi," I said cautiously. I didn't really know what was going on here, so I was on my guard (if chickens could be on their guard?).
"Er, how are you?" she asked.
I furrowed my eyebrows. Something was up. Lions don't talk to chickens. They eat them, right? You don't not talk to someone for more than a year, then walk up to them and ask them how they are. It just wasn't right.
"Um. I don't mean to sound rude, but what do you want?" I asked. I didn't say it in a mean voice, just a curious one.
She started to fidget and I could feel Hailey's eyes on me. I ignored them and continued to stare at Emily.
"Okay, I know I've been horrible to you for the past year. And I just thought that your friendship with James would maybe change things between us, you know?" she said. She looked somewhat hopeful and hesitant.
I didn't know what to say. I just kept looking at her with my eyebrows furrowed and did not say a thing. I mean, what was I supposed to say? Did I really want to become her friend again?
"Look, can we talk about this later?" I said finally.
She looked at bit shocked at first, but then she nodded and walked away.
I turned back to Hailey with the same look on my face. Her eyebrows were raised and she looked genuinely shocked.
"Well?" she asked.
"I don't know," I replied.
I focused forwards and continued with my charms although I wasn't really paying attention to them. Which probably explains why three quarters of them didn't work.
I really didn't know what to do. I mean, she seemed sincere enough, but our friendship should never have been broken in the first place. I mean, if a friendship was strong enough, it should have been able to undergo difficulties like blokes, for Merlin's sake. After five years together, I would think that it would have been stronger, right? But for a BLOKE to (unintentionally) ruin a friendship, doesn't that say something to you? I mean, there must be some kind of problem in that friendship.
Like I said before, half of me wanted to return being friends with her, and half of me wanted to ignore her for the rest of my life.
Why, oh why must my life be so confusing? First, blokes. Enough said. Then ex-friends want to become friends again?
If one of your exes wanted to get together with you again, after they hurt you really bad, would you want to get back together with them? It's like the same thing here, right? But with mates?
ARGH. I'm so confused. I just want to sleep until forever. Wouldn't that be nice? There would be no class, no blokes, no enemies, no professors, no nothing. It would just be like eternity of sleeping.
Do you know what I need?
I need better things to do than talk to myself in my head.
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Okay. I decided what I was going to do. I was going to find out if she was for real. If she actually wanted my friendship or not. I wanted to, really I did, but I didn't want to be hurt again because it sucked like a kid on a lollipop.
I talked to Hailey about it but she wasn't much help. I think this was the first time she wasn't able to distract me from something, which was saying something because she was very distracting.
"Lily?"
"Hm?"
"Are you aware that you go into these trances and it's impossible to take you out of them?" asked James while walking to dinner.
"Oh, erm. Yes, I'm aware of that…sort of," I answered.
"Er, why?" he asked.
"A lot on my mind," I replied.
He eyed me strangely and asked, "May I ask what?"
I thought about it. I wasn't sure if I should tell him. Again, it's been only two days; am I expected to spill my secrets out to him?
He seemed to sense my hesitation and said, "You don't have to tell me or anything, I just thought that it would be better to let it all out."
Aw, how sweet. I like sweet boys. James is sweet.
Er, so is Edward. Edward is probably SWEETER than James. Mhm.
Merlin, it sounds like I'm talking about candy, not blokes.
"It's nothing," I said.
He nodded and we continued to walk in silence.
"Blokes shouldn't come in between friends, right?" I blurted suddenly.
James looked shocked. "Er, no, why? Did you and Hailey get in some sort of fight over some bloke?" he asked. I could practically see the discomfort radiating off of him in purple and blue rays, but I continued anyway.
"No, not Hailey. Emily. Remember how we were friends?" I said.
Why was I doing this? Why was I telling my mate of two days my problems? He probably wasn't interested in them anyways. I mean, come on, Lily. Get a grip.
"Yeah, I remember. Did, er, you fight over some bloke?" he asked.
If it wasn't for the seriousness of this situation, I think I would have burst out laughing at James' discomfort. He was fidgety and everything.
"Yeah," was all I said.
"Can I ask who?" he asked. Now, his whole demeanour changed. He became tense and if he was looking at me, his eyes would be dark. I couldn't really understand why.
"It was you, actually," I said without thinking.
He stopped walking and stared at me. I didn't realize my mistake until it was too late.
"OH! NO! THAT CAME OUT WRONG!" I screamed out. "What I meant was that I didn't like you and—DAMN IT!" Someone should just sew my mouth shut. "James, I—"
He held out his hand to stop me. "Lily, I understand. Just leave it at that before this gets even more…yeah."
I nodded as a blush started to paint my cheeks. Damn it. I just had to blab on and on about that and make everything uncomfortable. Typical of me.
And if things couldn't get any worse, Edward had to walk around us with his friends in Ravenclaw. I just stood there staring at him, with James staring at me, and Edward staring at the two of us, together.
I just looked away as my blush deepened and almost jogged into the Great Hall which was directly in front of us.
Merlin, I hate my life.
Hailey had gone ahead of James and I to dinner, so she was already sitting with the rest of the Marauders. I quickly sat down beside her and started to stuff food in my mouth so I wouldn't say anything else that would offend and/or something I'd regret.
Everyone started to stare at me but I ignored them. James walked into the Great Hall with Edward by his side. They both looked a bit confused.
Damn, damn, damn.
James sat down with us and looked at me curiously. I could tell he wanted to say something, but I wasn't going to give myself the opportunity to answer. Too bad for him.
"Is something the matter, Lily?" asked Remus.
I shook my head vigorously as I swallowed. I immediately stuffed more food into my mouth and started to chew.
Sirius' eyebrows were furrowed and he was staring right at me. He watched me put food into my mouth and put his fork down on the table. He crossed his arms and leaned back.
"Something is obviously up," he said, eyebrows still furrowed. "Either you're extremely hungry, or something happened and you are trying to keep your mouth closed," he said.
I swallowed and stared at him. How did he know? Not the first part, the second part, but no one needed to know that, right?
"I'm really hungry," I lied. I actually felt really bloated, if you know what I mean. I didn't really want to eat anything besides chocolate at that moment. I think the 'time' of the month was coming up. Crap.
I don't think anyone believed me as they continued to stare. I ignored them and picked up more food as James' mouth started to open.
"What was that back there, Lily?" he asked.
"Nuffink. Wha' aru talfink abou?" I asked, food still present in my mouth. Attractive, eh?
He stuffed food into his mouth and replied, "Nuffink. Ne'e mind." And it was settled.
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"Hey, Emily."
"Lily! Hailey! Hey!"
Silence.
"So, did you think about it?" Emily asked me. She was sitting on her bed with a textbook on her lap and a piece of parchment beside her.
"Yeah," I replied.
Silence.
"And?" she asked.
I sat down on the bed across from her and sighed. "You hurt me pretty bad," I confessed to her. Hailey sat down on her own bed.
She hung her head and nodded. "I know. And I'm really sorry. I overreacted and my feelings got the better of me," she said.
"I need to know that it won't happen because I don't want to be hurt again," I said.
"It won't, Lily. I promise," she said.
Silence.
"So, are we friends?" she asked.
I didn't say anything for a moment. She looked at me hopefully. Eventually, I nodded slowly.
She grinned, jumped up and hugged me. I was shocked at first, but I hugged her back. I must say that it felt good to have her back. It's been so long since it was the trio, but it would soon be again.
Then, a thought struck me. "What about Felicity and Megan?" I asked. They were Emily's current friends, the ones that hated me with all their heart, mind and soul.
"Oh, don't worry about them. I've have it all taken care of," she said.
I nodded and smiled. I was happy that she was back with us and not with those horrible wenches. I didn't hate them because they hated me; I hated them because they were exactly that, horrible wenches.
Emily hugged Hailey as well. "It's good to have you back," said Hailey.
Emily nodded and smiled. Everything was good.
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A new day. And today, there is nothing really bothering me that I need to deal with! YES!
Emily, Hailey and I (together!) made our way downstairs (together!) and went to breakfast (together!). The Marauders were already there again, so we went and sat with them, although Emily seemed a bit hesitant. We passed Felicity and Megan on our way there, and I was proud to say that all three of us ignored their glares like professional, er, glare-ignorers.
"Morning," said James as we sat down.
Hailey and I replied back and Emily just smiled. She seemed a bit shy. She couldn't STILL like James, could she? Not that I cared, of course.
James sent me a look motioning towards Emily with his eyes. I shook my head to warn him not to say anything. I assumed he understood and left it at that.
What was it with Peter and his food? I mean, it was revolting. I really didn't like watching it. It didn't help that he was sitting right in front of me and food particles are flying very close to me and my own food.
After finally peeling my eyes away from Peter, I grabbed some toast and bacon and put it on my plate. I was about to eat it when I felt James' eyes on me. I looked up.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked. Did I do something? Was there something on my face? Did I have something in my nose? WHAT WAS IT?!
"That's what you're eating?" he asked.
I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at my plate. Toast and bacon. What was wrong with toast and bacon?
"What's wrong with toast and bacon?" I asked him.
He looked at me like I was crazy. "There are about 20 different foods here and you're eating toast and bacon?" he said. The others didn't seem to be interested in our little conversation and started one of their own.
I looked around at the other food on the table. Pancakes, waffles, sandwiches, other breakfast food, fruit, green eggs and ham, somethings that I didn't know the name of, etc.
"Yup. Just toast and bacon," I said, looking back down on my plate.
"Why?" he asked.
Now I started to get irritated. What was wrong with my toast and bacon? NOTHING! GEEZ!
"Because I like toast and bacon!" I said.
"You're strange," he stated.
I looked on his plate. And what did he have? Bagels and ham.
"I'm strange? At least I don't eat bagels and ham," I said. I scoffed at him.
"Hey! What's wrong with my bagels and ham?" he asked.
"Well, what's wrong with my toast and bacon?" I countered.
"It's—er…"
"Exactly."
"Whatever."
"You two are really something. James, leave Lily's toast and bacon alone, and Lily, leave James' bagels and ham alone," Emily said from beside me.
We both stared at her as she ate her food. I mean, she's one of my friends and all, but who was she to tell me to leave James' food alone? If he was going to bother me about my food, I will damn well do it back.
James looked over at her questioningly and asked, "You're Emily, right?" His voice sounded accusing, like she was a bad child that needed scolding.
I guess she didn't catch his tone and nodded happily. "Mhm. Emily Flounder," she said.
I think she still liked him. And that annoyed me. How could she still like him? Did she even know him? Did she even know what he was really like? I bet she only liked him because he was good-looking. Not that I thought he was good-looking or anything, but she might of thought he was. Because that's what most girls think, right? That he's good-looking? Which he isn't, by the way, just so that's clear. He's not good-looking. But Emily might think he is. Got it? Emily, NOT me.
"Charming," he said. He gave a polite smile and turned away to talk with Sirius.
Emily blushed. Oh, Merlin. She did like him.
But it wouldn't be a problem though, because I'm friends with him now. So I won't hate it. Actually, I'm more than okay with it. No problems. Emily likes James. Okay, I'm good.
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McGonagall called James and I to talk to her after Transfiguration about certain things. I was worried that I did something wrong, since James was called up as well. Damn it.
"I called you hear to talk about your Head Duties."
OH. I didn't even consider that. I really shouldn't jump to conclusions. It's a horrible habit.
"I would just like to inform you about your nightly patrols that you will be starting. They will be once a week from nine to eleven o'clock. As Head Boy and Girl, it is your responsibility to punish students who are out after hours," she paused and looked at James. "Even if they are friends," she said, giving him a stern look.
James nodded curtly and smiled. "Of course, I wouldn't dream of anything less than that" he replied. I had to contain my laughter.
"Your patrols will start tonight. If you do not have any questions, you are dismissed," she said.
James and I walked out of the class. Just to add up to all of this work, I have to stay up punishing students during very valuable N.E.W.Ts studying time. Blimey. Why did I want to be Head Girl again? Why did I want to be responsible example? Why ME?!
"So, what do you think about this, Lily?" asked James.
"What? Oh. Er, well. We already have lots of work to do and everything, and this is just adding onto the pile. I don't know how I'll manage," I said.
"Yeah, right. You're Lily Evans," he said.
I just stared at him. He said it like it was supposed to mean something significant. "What is that supposed to mean?" I asked him. Him and his riddles.
"You know, you're Lily Evans!" he stated again.
"Yes, I am aware of that. What's your point?" I asked. This boy made no sense what so ever.
"What do you mean what's my point? My point is that you're Lily Evans!" he said.
Okay, this was getting frustrating. Why couldn't he just speak plainly? I mean, mostly all of the conversations I've had with him have gotten me frustrated at one point because of his stupid language. Saying a phrase over and over again wasn't going to help me understand it any better. It would be so much easier if he told me WHY it was important that I was Lily Evans. Merlin.
"JAMES. I know that for Merlin's sake! What does that have to do with anything?" I asked him. If he didn't answer this time, I think I would slap him.
"You're Lily Evans. The smartest girl in our year. If you can't handle something, where's the hope for the rest of us? If you can't do something, then the whole lot of us should just quit while we're behind," he said.
I furrowed my eyebrows at him. That was definitely NOT true. The Marauders were ahead of me in so many subjects that I couldn't count. Oh, and not to mention Quidditch. Don't even get me started on that.
"Ahem. Then I guess there is no hope for anyone at Quidditch, because it's just one thing that I will never be able to do," I said to him.
I watched the shock flood into James' features. He looked like he just saw a baby bird grow fangs and attack him. But you never know in the magical world. Almost anything could happen.
"Okay, fine. I'm the Lily Evans of Quidditch." I scoffed. "But that's not my point. My point is that you're Lily Evans, meaning that you can handle almost anything. If you can't handle your studies and Head responsibilities, then how could anyone else? So basically, what I'm trying to say is that you'll be fine," he said.
Why couldn't he say that in the beginning? Wasn't that so much simpler than saying 'You're Lily Evans!' over and over again, when I obviously didn't understand it the first time? Geez!
"Just because I can handle it, doesn't mean that I won't be stressed or anything," I complained.
"No pain, no gain," he said simply.
I glared at him and looked ahead of me. He laughed and we continued walking to wherever we were going. Which was Herbology, by the way.
"So, what happened with the Emily thing?" he asked.
"Well, she apologized and we made up," I replied.
"That's good, I guess. So, I'm assuming it was her fault?"
"In a way, yes. It was all very complicated," I said, as some sort of an explanation.
"Well, I'm sure it was, if I was involved in some way," he said, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.
I cringed. UGH. I am such a loser. "Yeah, about that, James. I'm really sorry. Everything I said earlier was just…yeah. I'm sorry," I said, looking at him.
He looked at me and our eyes locked.
Sorry, my mind went momentarily blank.
I looked away from his eyes and continued walking.
In all my existence, I can say that that has never happened before. I always have something to say (to myself at least) or I have some sort of comment that is waiting to be said. It was just not natural for Lily Evans NOT to have something going through her mind! So, whatever happened just now, was not normal. Erm, and it meant nothing.
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"Lily! Lily, wake up!"
I hate being shaken awake. It's pointless and painful. Just tapping or simply talking would usually do the trick for me. Shaking is really not necessary.
I opened my eyes and saw glasses floating about me. Round, wire-framed glasses in front of hazel eyes. If I continued to look up, I knew I would see a nest of black hair.
"I'm awake!" I shouted. That boy can be so irritating most of the time. Yes, he's my friend, but really.
"Come on. It's almost nine. We have patrols, remember?" he said.
I sighed and reluctantly got up off the couch I had been sleeping on. I rubbed my eyes and said bye to Hailey who was doing her homework on the other couch. I dragged my feet all the way to the portrait where James was already waiting.
I didn't know why I was so tired all of a sudden. I didn't wake up particularly early this morning, or sleep particularly late last night. I even felt fine in History of Magic, which was saying something. But, after dinner, I just suddenly felt sloth-like and crashed on the couch. I didn't know how I was going to get through these patrols.
"Tired?" asked James from my side.
I grunted in response, to which James laughed. I didn't feel like responding in full sentences, or in fact words, at that moment.
So far, patrols were the most boring thing I have ever had the experience of doing. It was basically walking around the school, not really going anywhere. I mean, what kind of pointless waste of time was that? Ugh, I could do that anytime.
James and I walked in silence around the school. He occasionally checked the broom closets to check for any late night snoggers and I was relieved he found none. The poor kids would be so embarrassed out of their minds that they would probably take a walk off the Astronomy Tower. Well, at least I would.
"Merlin, Lily's so stupid."
Excuse me, WHAT? Did I just hear what I thought I heard? I was suddenly wide awake. I turned around and looked behind me. No one there. I noticed a door that lead to a classroom to my right and I quietly walked towards it. James was ahead, looking at me curiously.
Okay, so their first mistake was being out after hours. Second, was talking about the HEAD GIRL when she (I) was (am) on duty. Third, they called said HEAD GIRL stupid. NOT COOL.
I stopped beside the door so I could hear everything that was being said. I mean, if I was the subject of their conversation, I should be entitled to hear it, yeah? Really, if they wanted to talk about me, they could of just talk TO me, couldn't they? It would be less cowardly than talking about me behind my back.
James started to approach me, quite loudly. I desperately motioned for him to be quiet because I really wanted to hear what was being said about me. I guess you could say that I was curious to hear what people had to say about the Head Girl. So far, I know that people thought I was stupid.
Wankers.
"Shh, what was that?" said a female voice from inside the room.
"It was probably just a rat. Keep going," said another.
"Okay. Well like I said, Lily is so stupid. She fell for everything." That voice sounded so familiar, yet I couldn't place it. I wanted to know the name of the tosser who thought I was stupid.
"So, you're friends again?"
"Yeah. She soaked it all up. Believed that I was sorry and that I wanted to be friends again. She's too naïve for her own good."
I felt like an icicle was piercing through my chest. I knew that voice. It was Emily. My old-new-and-no-longer friend Emily.
"So, remind me what you're going to do again?" asked Felicity, whom I now recognized after Emily.
"I'm going to use her to get closer to James. They won't know what hit 'em. Then, when I have James, I can dump Lily."
I sat down. The icicle was twisting and the hole was getting bigger. The worse part about it was that it wasn't melting.
I felt James stiffen behind me. I could feel his hand on my shoulder, gripping it painfully. It almost felt good compared to the hurt in my chest.
"Are you sure it's going to work? I mean, how do you know Lily doesn't like James?" asked Megan.
"Who cares? I won't give either of them a choice. He's mine and no one's going to stop me."
"Whatever you say, Em. Just don't get me involved. I'm happy just hating her," said Felicity.
I didn't even know what to feel.
Betrayed?
Hurt?
Used?
Tricked?
BLOODY ANGRY?
Yeah.
And what was I going to do about it?
The door opened and Emily stepped out of the door. I did the only thing I could think of doing. I slapped her and ran.
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"Lily! LILY! WAIT!"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT!" I yelled. I was panting and I could feel the heat rising into my face. My hand was tingling from hitting Emily; I could only imagine how much her face was stinging. Truthfully, I didn't care.
"Lily, I know you're angry. But, just stop running for a moment," said James. I could tell he was just as angry as I was by his set jaw and dark eyes. His voice was deep and his posture was slightly stiffened.
I breathed. All sorts of emotions were coursing through my body, many of which were making me extremely tired. I sat down against the wall and put my head in my hands. This was too much for me to handle. It was just too much. I just wanted to sleep.
James sat down and put an arm around me. I instinctively leaned into his shoulder. I didn't care if he had only been my mate for two days; the main thing was that he was my mate and he wasn't about to use me like toilet paper on Emily's pasty arse.
We just sat there in silence; James' arm around me comfortably. I lowered my hands from my face and felt a lone tear escape from the corner of my eye. So far, I had been good at controlling my tears, but I could no longer contain it. It was just too much for a girl to handle in one night. One by one, they came pouring out of my eyes and I frantically tried wiping them away.
James seemed to notice I was crying and he started stroking my hair.
"It'll be all right, Lily. Don't cry," he said.
I knew that he was trying to comfort me, but it just made me want to cry even harder. I had to bite my lip (painfully) to contain myself.
Why couldn't all friends be like James? Why couldn't they all sit in the hallways with you while you cry? Why couldn't they all smell nice and be warm and comfortable? Why couldn't they all whisper pointless words in your ear to make you feel better?
Why did there have to be people like Emily? Then everyone would be happy and I wouldn't be sitting here right now, blubbering like a baby.
I never expected something like that from her. I knew her for five years and not once has she ever displayed characteristics like that before. Never. I'm pretty sure that hanging out with Felicity and Megan corrupted her. She used to be the innocent one in our group; and I know what you're going to say, "More innocent than Lily Evans?" Damn straight. But, I was a close second.
When all my tears were on my shirt/James' shoulder/somewhere else, James and I just sat in the corridor. I didn't know how long we were sitting there, but I was pretty sure that our patrols were over.
I sniffled and shifted my position. I didn't feel like getting up. I just wanted to sit here forever. If I got up, I knew that I would have to deal with the things that I didn't want to deal with. Sitting here would just delay it for a little.
"We should head back," James whispered.
I nodded, but neither I nor James moved. I guess he was waiting for me to get up so he didn't disturb me, but I didn't want to.
"Lily?" he said, moving slightly.
"Just a minute," I said, snuggling into him.
I felt him nod and move back into his original position.
I knew that I should have gotten up, but I really couldn't be bothered. But, eventually I did, because if I didn't, I was scared that I would fall asleep.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Eventually I will be," I answered as we started walking. "What about you? You just heard someone claiming you as their property," I said, disgusted at Emily's actions.
"Meh, I'm used to it by now. You know, with my dashing good looks and all," he said, puffing his chest out and flashing me his signature grin.
I burst out laughing at his arrogance. I knew he was joking, but it was welcome all the same. Count on James to brighten things up in the midst of melancholy.
We arrived at Gryffindor Tower faster than I expected as James continued to try to cheer me up. And he was successful. By the time we were in the Common Room, I felt slightly happier and Emily was just a mere nuisance in my mind. It suddenly seemed like she was nothing to be worrying about. My mind was taken off the subject of mates and how they could be horrible at times. I didn't even worry about going into the dorm room and facing her, because at the moment, it didn't matter.
A/N: So, it's been awhile...
Umm, this will probably be my last chapter until after school ends cause I have exams...
I hope you liked it, it's a bit longer than previous ones, so that's good, I hope
There are a whole bunch of random conversations in it though, so Yeah.
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