Disclaimer: My request was denied on legal reasons. So until I find another way, still not JK Rowling
DivergentHalfbloodFromHogwar ts: That is one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said- err… typed to me! I really hope you like this chapter and the chapters to come. I might have to drag out actually making Lily and James an official couple as I need to work on a problem of James's which may/may not affect his relationship with Lily. It's not specifically personal but considering his line of work it might cause James to push Lily away "for her own good". We'll see anyhow. It could go in a totally different direction. But thanks so much for your feedback. You're going to make me get a big head, honestly!*Blushes bright pink*
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Lily Evans was good at what she did. She may have gotten the odd stare at work for being the sole desk without a computer and maybe the odd sly comment about being "backward" but the fact of the matter was she consistently got her pieces published in and around the first two pages. So it was almost a compliment, being insulted by others. If that makes any sense.
However when she was distracted, when she started daydreaming her standard of writing tended to go downhill. So she rarely allowed herself the luxury of getting distracted. These days even her dreams were practical, she'd pick up the groceries, she'd go to the doctor's, or she'd renew her insurance policy for Merlin's sake!
The last day or two- ok it had been a week, she supposed, her dreams had been taking a less traditional route. A route that somehow always seemed to involve a certain police officer, much to her embarrassment and frustration. She hadn't even seen him since he'd kissed her hand and she'd started taking extra-long lunch breaks just in the slim hope she might spot him. But he hadn't showed up, the jerk. He could just be busy at work, the sensible part of her reasoned. So busy he can't take a lunch break? It made her seem crazy, arguing with herself but then maybe she was crazy.
Scowling, she glanced at the A4 pad she was supposed to be using to write an article on… something and was disgusted with herself to discover it was covered with little doodles. Lily Marie Evans didn't doodle. She was a professional journalist, not a day dreaming teenager.
"How's that piece coming along Lily?"
Lily ripped out the page and crumpled it into a ball while smiling up at her boss . Mr Slughorn was a sweetheart but he had a habit of playing favourites that made other writers rather disgruntled. Luckily for Lily, her charming and vivacious personality had made her one of these "favourites". Or maybe the fact that she remembered to bring him crystalized pineapple chunks on the third of every month had something to do with it.
"I'm just considering the angles to take this piece with. I still need the extra information for background and Blaise hasn't gotten around to it yet."
Smirking, she returned to her writing pad while Slughorn went to bully Blaise into doing her research for her. It took her three seconds to realise she didn't have a clue what she was supposed to be writing about. And of all the luck, her watch started to beep. Lunch time.
"You're just so jammy."
Marlene sighed, linking arms with Lily when she had managed to persuade her to take a lunch break.
"I hate jam."
Lily said cheerfully, wrinkling her nose and shooting Marlene her thousand watt grin, just to annoy her.
"Well old Sluggy thinks the sun shines out of your arse and it's incredibly unfair."
"The sun does shine out of my arse. But I don't see what you have to complain about, you've got the personal life and I've got the professional one. You've got Bob."
She added accusingly, poking Marlene in the ribs with her elbow. This seemed to satisfy Marlene whose frown morphed almost magically into a smirk of contentment that only a bride-to-be can get. As if on cue she stuck out her right hand and wiggled it so the diamond glinted in the weak sunlight. Lily bit back an envious sigh.
"There are times I've considered mugging you for that thing."
She shook her head, regretfully, before veering off towards an upscale sandwich shop, assuring herself she wasn't being petty. She just fancied a change. If James chose to show up at the café the only day she hadn't gone there for lunch, well then that was his business. If he felt disappointed, well that was just an extra bonus.
"Where are you going?"
Marlene lifted a perfectly plucked brow.
"You never eat in places like this. Something about commercial capitalist franchises taking over the Western hemisphere-"
She stopped when Lily looked at her wide eyed.
"I do listen occasionally you know. But what could possibly make you abandon your principals, Miss Evans?"
Lily averted her eyes and opened and closed her mouth several times, shrugging as she did so. Real smooth, Evans, she thought sarcastically.
"Well I'll be. Lily Evans, speechless. They must be building snowmen in hell after all."
Lily swatted her but blushed anyway.
"I just… there's this guy and he-"
She made flapping motions with her hands, knocking against an irate looking brunette, causing him to spill his coffee.
"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!"
Lily blinked and took a step back.
"Sorry, I didn't see-"
"No you never see me do you Mel? It's always here Bart, do this Bart, be my fucking tool Bart! Well I'm sick of it!"
He threw down the ruined cup and seized Lily by the wrist.
"You are about to find out what it's like to always have someone dumping on you, treating you like a fucking slave!"
"I'm not Mel!"
Lily tried to wriggle free but he produced a pen knife and put the point of it at the base of her throat. Terror spread through her, turning her blood to ice. Oh Merlin, she thought, panicking. What do I do? Then, just as the doors swung open and two armed cops stepped inside, the age old reflex for every cornered female kicked in. Quite literally.
Bart sank to the ground, making an incomprehensible sound of pain and clutching his crown jewels. Lily scowled at the tiny cut on her throat as blood dripped gently onto her brand new white top. She supposed it was easy to transfer her terror to anger, so she wouldn't have to think about what might have happened had that knife gone any deeper.
"Just in time boys."
She snapped, glaring at the police officers who remained unmoving and cursed herself, taking in the taller of the two who looked like a mixture of Logan Lerman and Taylor Lautner and whose hazel eyes were wide with shock.
Of all the sheer dumb luck she thought, before fainting clean away.
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Wow. Even I didn't see that coming. Of all the psyco dudes drinking coffee in upscale coffee shops all over the city, it just had to be Bart who attacked Lily. And of all the police officers in the area it had to be James and the rookie with the personality of a banana who showed up to save the day. Apologies if your name is Bart or Mel, I don't think of Bart or Mel as names for crazy or mean people. Just my Bart and Mel. Also, apologies to bananas everywhere for the next chapter. You're about to find out that James's partner has even less personality than you guys.
GriffinRoar777, out.