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Chapter Four: Only A Saturday
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Lily sighed as she sat in the middle of the Common Room with a book on her lap. "Wendelin the Weird was what?" she asked Emma, pleading with her eyes for her to get this one right.
"Weird?" Emma guessed, shrugging. "Lily, it's almost three in the morning. Can't we just—?" Emma was cut off by Lily putting her hand over her mouth.
"Shh," the red-head whispered, her eyes never leaving the back of the Fat Lady's Portrait. Lily dragged Emma to the ground with her so that they were hidden by the large and lumpy red couch.
"That was—exhilarating!" Sirius Black's voice cried out of nowhere.
"Moony'll kill us if we try to do that again," James Potter laughed loudly as a loud swish noise revealed the boys, completely visible, along with a long cloak.
"An invisibility cloak," Emma whispered to Lily, who merely nodded as Peter Pettigrew chuckled in agreement.
"Next time as well, then, I—I p—presume?" he stuttered and Lily watched the three boys intently.
Moony... she thought to herself.
"Come on, Padfoot, let's get off to bed before Aislin wakes up," James yawned, folding up the cloak and the three walked upstairs.
Lily and Emma went back to the session just as, true to prediction, the seventh year Prefect came down from the girls' dormitories.
"What are the two of you doing? It's three in the bloody morning!" Aislin cried and Emma sighed.
"My sentiments exactly, Ais," Emma told the Prefect who had, in all honesty, become like her big sister. Lily was thankful that that one thing didn't change with what had happened the past summer. "We've been at school for a month and already Lily's trying to make me...learn," she continued, saying 'learn' as if it were Voldemort's name or something.
"Go to bed, the two of you," Aislin said sleepily, pointing up the stairs that she herself started to sleepily ascend.
Emma heartily followed, yawning as she watched Lily put away her things quietly. "I'll see you tomorrow," she finally said, following Aislin's path.
Lily had merely nodded to the two, because in all honesty, she was as awake as an owl. What were those boys doing that was so 'exhilarating?' Who was this Moony character? Why did they stay out all night just to come back at three in the morning? How many times have they already done this? Where was Remus? Had he been the sensible one and stayed behind as the boys did the stupidest thing they could come up with? Or was he sick? Come to think of it, Lily hadn't seen Remus since after dinner. He must have been sick and went straight to the Infirmary from dinner.
She furrowed her eyebrows in thought. On one hand, she could just forget about the idea. On the other hand, Lily could walk over to James and demand to know what was going on. After a moment of thought, Lily's eyes relaxed and she yawned. She'd ask him about it...tomorrow, Lily decided as she fell onto the couch into a deep sleep.
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"Lily, Lily, wake up," Emma's voice whispered and Lily's eyes fluttered open.
"What—what's going on?" she asked, sitting up.
"You went to bed in the Common Room. Merlin knows what would've happened if I hadn't woken up early," Emma replied, sighing with relief.
"I have to get ready," Lily whispered and Emma nodded.
"I'm heading down for breakfast, I'll see you there," she said as Lily fixed her position so that her feet touched the floor.
"How could I fall asleep in the Common Room?" she asked herself, trying to remember what happened last night. "Moony," she whispered to herself, clutching something warm. That's when Lily realized that she had a blanket in her hand and covering up her legs. The red-head made a confused face; she didn't remember any blanket last night. She shook it off and went upstairs. She really did need to get ready for the day, even if it was only a Saturday.
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"Only a Saturday? Lily, are you kidding me? It's the first match of the year with a completely new line-up on our side," Emma said, throwing her hands in the air.
"What's bothering you, gorgeous?" Sirius asked as he slipped into the seat across from her.
"Lily thinks today is only a Saturday," Emma replied giving him an incredulous look.
"Only a Saturday? Are you crazy?" Sirius cried his eyes bugging out.
"Apparently, I am, but I know, the first match of the year where the team we want to win has a completely new line-up, I completely understand the importance of today's events," Lily said, giving a mocking smile to the three Quidditch fanatics.
"They won't appreciate you mocking them," Remus said simply as the three glared at her for a moment.
"I'm going to the library or something, I'll talk to you guys later," Lily sighed, standing up and walking out of the Great Hall.
"Just a question, but has she retained anything about Quidditch?" Sirius asked, raising an eyebrow after the retreating red-head.
"Well, the number of players and a brief summary of what they can do," Emma shrugged. "Or at least, four of the players," she added, sending them a small smile.
"Any teams you know she likes?" Sirius persisted and James perked up.
"No, but I know the team she knows most about," Emma added, chancing a knowing glance at James, who was pretending to be entranced in a story Peter was telling.
"Which would be?" Remus asked and Emma faltered.
"The um, the bird team," Emma stuttered.
"Em, there's more than one bird team," Remus chuckled and Emma's unidentifiable blush returned.
"Right, the M-something," she finished, entranced by Remus' bright blue eyes.
"The Montrose Magpies?" James cried out and the whole Great Hall fell silent, including the Head Table.
"Is something the matter, Mr. Potter?" Dumbledore asked the group, peering at them over his half-moon spectacles.
"No, sir, just a small, um," James faltered, but Dumbledore only chuckled, waving them off dismissively.
Once Dumbledore returned to his conversation, the rest of the Hall seemed to follow. After a moment, James turned to Emma.
"How does she know about the Montrose Magpies?" he asked.
"You're some kind of thick, aren't you?" Emma laughed, standing up. "I'm heading to the Common Room until the game, see you guys at the Pitch," she added, grabbing her backpack just as Remus closed his book and stood up as well.
"I'll come with you," he said and Emma's heart practically flew. "If—if that's alright with you, of course," Remus added nervously and she nodded.
"Sure," she replied and they walked out of the Hall, talking.
"Is anything going on between those two?" Aislin asked Sirius.
"Not sure about them, but if you want something to go on between another two, well, I can make that happen," Sirius replied, winking at her.
"Just because he's not here anymore doesn't mean he doesn't know what's going on, you know," Aislin smirked as an owl flew in front of her. "Oh look, it's from Greg," she smiled and Sirius' face dropped. "I advise you to get it out of your system, Sirius," she added apologetically as she started reading the letter.
"She enjoys toying with me," Sirius decided to James.
"That's because you let her," James told him as Peter told him about one of his many neighbours.
"I can't help it if she's gorgeous!" Sirius cried, standing up. He smirked as the whole Hall went silent again. "That's right! I think Aislin O'Connor is gorgeous!" he called out and Aislin's eyes widened.
"Sirius Black, what do you think you're doing?" she whispered as he started walking towards the door, a bewildered Peter and a proud James behind him.
"Getting it out of my system," Sirius replied smugly as he left the open-mouthed hall.
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"Lily, I don't know why you try it at every game, you know you'll just end up going anyway," Severus told the Gryffindor as she sat, fidgeting constantly, across from him.
"I—I just don't want to leave you alone," Lily replied, sighing as she read the same paragraph over and over again.
"Go, I don't mind. Don't try it next game either," Severus said, slightly sullenly.
"Really?" Lily asked dubiously. "You don't mind if I go to all the games?"
"You might as well watch it from the beginning and not when I finally say something about it," Severus explained and her bright green eyes lit up.
"Oh thank you, Sev, you're the best," she cried as she started packing up.
"Whatever you say, Lily," Severus said, letting that rare smile come out of him.
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"Here she comes," James told the group excitedly as he trained his binoculars on the red-head for a moment before returning them to Remus, who rolled his eyes. He scooted away from Emma so that Lily would be on his right, making the others grudgingly move over as well.
"We told you she'd come," Emma laughed as she cried out the Ravenclaws' team's names. "This whole new line-up is actually pretty good," she continued, watching the Ravenclaws intently. "Think you guys can help our team beat them?" Emma asked Gryffindor's new Beater and Chaser to her left.
"Of course, what kind of question is that?" Sirius laughed as he shouted some degrading words to Slytherin. "I'm going to crush them like bugs!" he cried, laughing maniacally.
"Is it me or do you get more barbaric every game?" Lily asked Sirius as she slipped into the empty seat between Emma and James, who had a goofy grin plastered on his face once the smell of lilacs invaded his nostrils.
"Only if the game gets more intensified," Remus chuckled from Emma's right and Lily nodded, chancing a glance at Emma, who had that inconspicuous pink in her cheeks again.
"Especially if they're against Slytherin," Sirius said icily, watching the Beaters hit Bludgers every which way.
"Alri—oh, hello there," Lily muttered as she felt a buzzing sensation around her ears. Her eyes widened as a golden ball hovered in front of her.
"The Snitch likes you," Sirius joked and the Ravenclaw Seeker flew towards it.
Suddenly, the whole world seemed to slow for the girl, and in turn, those around her. One of the Slytherin Beaters had sent a Bludger directly for the Seeker. The Seeker was unaware of the Bludger and continued for the Snitch, which was still hovering in front of Lily, oblivious to the Ravenclaw Seeker. Though, he was far enough away that the Snitch could still have no chance of capture, so it stayed solitary for a few more moments. Lily, though, was aware of the Bludger headed her way and, before she could think, leaned towards her left to dodge for cover. James, who was (in his thoughts) the lucky guy to her left, hugged her tightly just before the Snitch flew off, the Seeker followed, and a Ravenclaw Beater hit the Bludger away from the stands and towards the Slytherin Beater.
"That was so close!" Emma cried as she and the others in the box stared over at Lily, who hadn't moved from James' side.
"Are you alright, Lily?" Remus asked, leaning a little over Emma, whose blush intensified at the closeness.
"Fine, just—just a little scared," Lily said, sitting up and pushing away some hair from her face.
"Don't worry, Lilykins, I'll always protect you," James countered, acting all high and mighty. "Of course, you should go on a date with me first, and then I can officially call you mine. The whole package," he added, smirking smugly.
Lily glared at him. "Just go away, alright? I don't need protecting," she told him and some of the girls gasped. Mutters of 'I wish James Potter would protect me,' waved across the box and she rolled her eyes. Why couldn't he go pick on one of those girls?
"Of course, you don't. But remember, you were the one that leaned towards me, so obviously you're more into debonair Chasers than slimy old gits, eh?" James said matter-of-factly, standing and cheering with the crowd as Ravenclaw scored another goal. What did I just say to her?
Lily simply sat there for a moment before, in the midst of the cheering, stood up and walked away. She needed to think a little. Like about the fact that she had, even though she knew he was there, leaned towards James Potter in her, she hated to say it, time of need. Aware to the fact that she really didn't like that idea, Lily's face of confusion was replaced by an indifferent one. She wasn't letting him get any closer. No, all her ties with James Potter were completely being killed off because he was an arrogant, pompous, uncaring, irresponsible jerk of a boy, especially to Severus, her best friend since she was younger. And the fact that Lily kept getting funny feelings in her stomach whenever he touched her completely did not help his case. No, I can't have feelings for Potter, she decided as she walked into the Gryffindor Common Room.
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