Whoo! Fourth chapter! Finally! I like painting my nails. It's fun.
Sirius
I was in the coner of the common room making out with Chantelle- or actually it could have Mary; 50/50 chance- when something hits me on the back of my head. Hard.
"Ow!"
"Sorry. Actually, no, I'm not." I turn to see Rowan standing there, bored expression on her face.
"What was that for?"
"I needed you to come off who ever it is you're snogging. I don't care what her name is; there'll just be a new one next week, anyway." This is when Chantelle- Mary?- decides to speak up.
"No, there won't! We're in a commited relationship, for your information." How stupid is she?
I roll my eyes at Rowan, who hides a smile.
"I think you need to talk to some one about your delusions. A therapist maybe?" Rowan suggests.
"You're just trying to steal him from me!" This sort of throws Rowan off guard. I decide to answer for her.
"Well, Chantelle, this has been really good, but, er, I think we should go our seperate ways now." I took my chances with Chantelle.
"My name's Mary." Damn! She gets up and leaves, glaring at me.
"What do you want?"
"Smooth, Black, really smooth. You need a charms lesson."
"Don't hold back! Tell me what you really think, please!"
"Oh shut up!"
"Fine. Where?"
Alice
Lily lounges on her bed, across from mine, sighing.
"What's the matter?" I ask.
"Oh. Stupid Potter."
"Yeah, right. 'Stupid.'"
"What is that meant to mean?"
"If you hate him so much, why can't you stop thinking about him?"
"When somebody's about to go to the dentist, they can't stop thinking about it! It does not mean I fancy him or anything!"
"I didn't say you do. And did I just hear you compare James to the dentist?"
Rowan chooses this moment to stomp in to the room, fling her wand down on her bed and kick her bed-post. Great. Two grumpy people.
"What's wrong?" Lily and I sigh at the same time.
"Why can't some people understand simple charms?" she yells.
"Sirius?" I ask, sympathetically.
"Lily!"
"What? Of course I'm going to tell Alice!"
"SHMUSH!"
"What?"
"It's a word!"
"No, Ro, it's not."
"Whatever. James is looking for you, Alice."
"Why is he looking for Alice?" Lily asks, frowning.
"Jealous, Lily?" I tease.
"No! Just curious as to what Potter wants with you."
"I can look after myself."
"I know!"
"Oi! Stop arguing and go and see Jam Pot!" Rowan yells. She's very shouty, today. "Then come back and tell us what he wants."
"Fine. See you in a minute." I walk down the stairs, in to the common room. It is practically deserted, apart from James and the other marauders, sat in a corner. I aproach them, slowly. It's sort of a rule; aproach with care!
"Hi, James." The others suddenly shut up, as if they're waiting for something to happen. I've never known the marauders to shut up.
"Alice. Rowan told you, then?"
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Um, I was just wondering, um, if you'd like to go to Hogsmead, um, with me?"
"What?" Is James Potter trying to ask me out on a date?
"I just thought I'd ask."
"Why?"
"Because, er, I like you."
"What about Lily?"
"What about Lily?"
"You've just been sort of obsessed with her for the past six years!"
"Well, yeah, but she's never going to go out with me. What's the point?"
"You want to make her jealous!" I acuse.
"Yeah, fine. So will you or not?"
"As much as I would love to get you and Lily together, I made plans with Rowan."
"Oh. Ok. See you!"
"Bye, James." He turns back to the rest of them and their chatter resumes again. I walk back to our dorm, thinking how, even though James is more mature than last year, he is still completley obsessed with Lily. He'll never give up.
Okay, kids, that's it for now! I will be back soon to write more when I've finished listening to scary Pulp songs. Of course we all know the ending of the classic Lily/James story. I wish that could happen in real life, but fiction is so much cooler than real life. If only I could live in a work of fiction. Bye!