She was going to kill him.
She was going to leave her room, right now, march over to the Gryffindor dorms, she was going to knock until someone let her in, and then she was going to strangle the life out of him as he slept.
But first she was going to use every single unpleasant hex she could think of on his idiotic fucking body. She was going to make him bald for the rest of his life.
She was going to make him sob and beg for mercy.
"You're shaking, Lily." Said Marlene, snapping her out of her trance, bringing her out of her fantasies of turning James Potter into a giant root vegetable and back into reality.
She picked the parchment back up and thrust it at her friend, the paper trembling in her fingers.
Marlene held it close to her eyes as she read it.
Her face creased in deeper outrage the further she got through it.
She looked ridiculous, tiny, blonde, wearing pyjamas twice her size and filled with personal outrage.
"Are you going to take this to McGonagall?" She asked.
"I'm going to take this to motherfucking Dumbledore." Lily spat. "And Mad-Eye. And Potter's dickwit of a father."
She started pacing around the room, planning the twelve-dozen angry letters she was going to write, and every individual she was going to write them to.
And then there was the one, singular thank-you note that she was going to send to Sirius Black, and she was going to send it with a basket of muffins.
He had left her that note on purpose, so as far as she was concerned, Sirius Black was now her favourite student.
Before she departed she was going to go through his old results and ace him in every single test he'd ever taken.
Marlene stopped in front of her and rested a hand on her arm.
"Don't." She said.
Lily almost spat fire.
"What do you mean, don't?"
"I mean, you're not going to get much of a chance for personal revenge if you alert the higher authorities."
"I also won't be able to leave this shit-hole and get started on my auror training if I don't alert the higher authorities."
Lily knew that the term shit-hole was completely incorrect, but she was angry and wanted to yell a bit.
"You won't be able to start your auror training until the beginning of next year as it is. So consider this; instead of telling everyone what a boysenberry flavoured fucknut James Potter is- you stay quiet, submit an early application to the Auror acceptance board, and spend the rest of this year getting paid to make Potters life a living hell?"
Lily, upon hearing this, calmed down entirely.
Her pacing halted, and her angry, laboured breathing slowed down.
And then she spoke.
"How do you feel about teaming up with the Prewetts?"
James was somewhere under his invisibility cloak, and Sirius could damn well guess where.
Apparently charms today hadn't gone on long enough for James to get his Lily fix.
Sirius ran through the corridors, hoping that his friend had gotten peckish and decided on the kitchens instead, when he came across a cat.
The cat stood in the centre of the corridor, and if it were any bigger, it would've blocked his way.
It brought Sirius to a complete halt.
He forgot that he was looking for his friend; in fact, he forgot everything that he was meant to be doing, and the urgency he was meant to be doing it with.
He looked at the cat.
The cat looked at him.
"I think you'd look good in a hat." Said Sirius.
"I owled them, okay, they'll be here any minute." Said Lily, sitting in the Three Broomsticks, which was unreasonably crowded for a Monday night.
Marlene had put on a thick cloak over her pyjamas and was now drinking butterbeer from a bottle.
"Are you sure you want to bring the twins into this?" Marlene asked with narrowed eyes as if this were a bad idea and she was of questionable sanity for even considering it.
"Not at all." Said Lily, who was nursing a drink a little stronger than butterbeer.
Lily was trying her hardest not to spontaneously combust. While she looked calm outwardly, she was bubbling with rage, and obviously wasn't following the rational, logical, and mature thought processes that she should've.
She wasn't acting like the adult she almost was.
She was acting like a child with a vendetta, she was making decisions in anger.
She knew she'd probably live to regret all this, but she couldn't find it in her to care.
The twins sashayed into the pub, Gideon sporting pink hair, and Fabian with sparkling tusks coming out of his nostrils.
Every time he tried to breathe out through his nose it led to a bubbling farting sound, which sent both twins into fits of laughter as they walked through the crowd to where Lily and Marlene were sat.
"We have a proposition for you," Marlene sat as the pair of them tried to balance their laughing arses on the bar stools.
Gideon held up one finger to indicate that the two of them should wait, and then Fabian attempted to give a rendition of the Battle Hymn of the Republic through nothing but his nose farts.
Marlene and Lily did not laugh, they just sat and waited for the boys to finish.
"What? Nothing?" Fabian asked, sending the tusks away with a quick wave of his wand, a little disconcerted that they didn't produce a single laugh.
"Lily's looking for a partner in crime." Said Marlene.
Both girls in that moment would've sworn that they saw real fire light up in their identical eyes.
"Are you serious right now?"
"Because if you're pulling our leg with something like this, I doubt we'll ever forgive you."
"What is it that you need?"
"What do you hope to achieve?"
"Do you have a specific goal in mind?"
"Do you want to coat all the toilet bowls in the school with repelling charms?"
"Do you want to paint the Great Hall with jam?"
"Do you want to fill McGonagall's desk with pickles?"
Marlene forgot the task at hand long enough for her brow to crease in the middle.
"Why the hell would she want to do that?"
"Fun."
"Why else?"
There was a little bit of silence as Lily gave them a look.
Fabian's grin collapsed.
Under the joking, to some degree, the boys cared.
"What happened?"
"It's Potter." Said Lily stiffly.
At this, the both of them tensed in their seats, Gideons hair fading from pink back to its regular colour with great speed.
"What's he done?" Gideon asked.
"Did he touch you again?"
"Don't tell us he took it too far this time,"
Lily made a little snarling sound in the back of her throat.
"Oh, he took it too far this time."
"God, don't tell us he-"
"No." She interrupted them swiftly. "No. He didn't do that."
Fabian seemed to relax a little in his seat, but Gideon leaned forward, as if he were curious what they were going to say next.
"Lily here has recently found out that dearest darling James Potter is the reason she's not in auror training on account of he's bribed just about everyone with his fathers' money to keep her in Hogwarts."
Fabian choked on a laugh.
"Oh you can't be serious."
"I'll assure you I'm perfectly serious. And I'd like help from the both of you to get him back for it."
"Alright, sounds like a laugh." Said Fabian, looking pleased enough with this as a request.
But where Fabian looked happy with the way the discussion had gone, Gideon had developed an unpleasant glint in his eye.
"Course we'll do it. There'll be a price though." He said, prompting Fabian to jab him with an elbow. Fabian glared at his brother as if willing him to shut up.
"What do you want?" Marlene asked, looking amused.
"I want a date with the pretty ginger for my comrade Fabian here."
"Mighty Merlin, murder us all." Muttered Fabian under his breath, hiding his face behind his hands.
He'd gone beet red.
Marlene briefly choked on her tongue.
"But he's a pig," she said, sounding shocked.
"That doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings." Said Gideon as though having feelings for Lily was the obvious direction feelings would take.
"You want to take Lily out on a date?" Marlene asked, sounding as if this were the most ridiculous thing she'd possibly ever been told.
Fabian mumbled something in the back of his throat, his face getting even redder.
"If that's a yes to the date proposition, then we'll meet you up at the castle at four."
"I thought you weren't allowed back up into the castle?" Lily asked, finally calm enough to manage a bit of conversation on her own.
"We're not." Gideon winked, and with that, Fabian fled, pulling his brother out of the old pub behind him.
Marlene and Lily looked at one another.
She finished the remainder of her drink in one.
"I guess I've got a date."
Sirius got back to the common room cold.
His blood felt frozen, and he was incredibly glad for the cozy luxury of red and gold living space.
He made a beeline for the fireplace, pleased with what he'd accomplished in the evening.
The fire exuded a huge radius of heat, which seemed to scorch the outside his skin a little, but warmed him inside in a nice sort of way.
"Did you find Prongs?" Asked Remus.
Sirius jumped, not having seen his friend in his rush over to the fire.
"I, uh,"
"You got distracted, didn't you?"
"I ran into Mrs. Norris, do you blame me?"
"Yes."
"What was I going to do if I found him anyway?" Asked Sirius, completely annoyed.
"You were going to explain to him that you told her. Jesus, Padfoot, do you ever think about the consequences of your actions, or do you just dive in thoughtless and unprepared every time? You made a decision that was going to affect more than one persons life,"
Sirius rounded on his friend, suddenly silhouetted by raging flames that cast his face in dramatic, flickering shadow.
"I wasn't the one who made a choice here, I was just the one who exposed it." Sirius mocked.
"I know. I know what James did was wrong. But he didn't just bribe people, Sirius. He bribed government officials. Do you think he's just going to get a slap on the wrist? He could get arrested, why did you think I didn't tell Lily myself? This isn't just about some girl and what she thinks of him anymore."
"He attacked her. He's always been a hopeless fucking cockwomble where she was concerned, but he attacked her. If we leave him like this, what do you think he's going to do next time he's left alone in a room with her?" Asked Sirius, the levity of what he'd done to his best friend smashing, heavy over his skull.
"Well I guess we'll never have to find out."
A.N.
It doesn't really look like anyone's reading this, so I guess I'll stop.
Bye Felicia.
