Catching the Flower, Keeping her Near
Chapter 7
A Deeper Shade of Green
Lucy Abott was angry. Very angry in-fact. She stormed down the stone corridors cursing one of her fellow students. Lily Evans. The 'love' of James Potter's life. The name left a bad taste in her mouth. She cursed those green eyes and red-gold locks. Why did James like Lily when he should like her?! Her James fancied another girl. Lucy could normally get anything she wanted, anything! And what she wanted most was James Potter. The Ravenclaw sixth year was by no means ugly. She had long, silky blonde hair cascading down her elegant back. Her eyes were sparkling crystal blue, any boy loved that and she had had many boyfriends in the past. Sirius Black, for example; and she was just as much a player as he was. But was not why she wanted James. She loved him, adored him. She wanted him and she would get him, Evans or no Evans. Grrr, she could kill that girl.
She stopped in the middle of the hallway to see a sulking James. 'How sweet,' she thought. The Headboy's best friend, Sirius Black, was standing reassuring the distraught boy. No doubt James had just had another failed attempt at wooing the Ice Queen, Evans. Lucy growled, how dare Evans hurt her precious James?! It was something Lucy just couldn't understand; why James still pursued the red-head. After all, he could have her and who wouldn't want that?
She walked over to him, "hi James," she said, seductively running a finger up his arm. Sirius turned to give James an amused look, however Lucy ignored him. Sirius and she had not been on good terms since they had broken up.
"Hi Lucy," James replied hardly sparing her a glance. The boys continued to walk and Lucy was forced to follow them.
"You know, James," Sirius said, "I don't think after what just happened; Lily can pretend she doesn't like you."
Lucy started, "what happened?" she asked.
"Oh, Snivilley knocked Prongs off his broom…"
"Aw…" Lucy said, "Oh James, did it hurt terribly?"
"No," James answered.
"Not that you'd have noticed if it had though, mate," Sirius commented.
"Why'd you say that?" Lucy asked, puzzled.
"Cause he was too busy snogging Evans to notice," Sirius laughed, patting James on the back.
"What?!" Lucy snapped, "I thought Evans hated him."
"Apparently not," Sirius said.
"Yeah but, Sirius, she did run off," James objected.
"James, she was bloody snogging you like no tomorrow and she initiated the kiss," Sirius told him, plus, I swear she was crying as she ran off."
"Really?!" James asked excitedly.
"Yep, mate, someone has a crush on Prongs," Sirius beamed, "Evans fancies Prongs and Prongs fancies Evans and they're gonna have cute Potter babies with red hair."
Lucy gulped; what she wouldn't give to wrong Black's neck right that second. "Potter babies!?" she snapped and both boys turned to look at her, "the only person who'll be having Potter babies is me, LUCY ABOTT! Mark my words; I will carry your babies, James." She stormed off.
She could hear Sirius laughing to her retreating back and James having a coughing fit. She growled to herself, how dare Evans snog her boy. She snorted; she would have Potter for her own.
"Is it me, James, or did her eyes just turn the same colour as Evans' eyes?" Sirius snickered.
"I think the latter but I fear only Lily can pull that colour off," he replied, joining in the laughter, "she may have Potter babies, but they definitely won't be mine."
Both were now in hysterics as they went to their dorms. They came to the Gryffindor common room and James bid Sirius goodnight before walking on his own to the Head's common room.
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"Morning Evans," the endlessly annoying voice came from beside her. Lily looked up from where she was working on an essay in the library. Oh Merlin, she'd been found. She looked at the dark-haired boy, squinting slightly in aggravation.
"What?!" she groaned.
"Hey, Evans," he pleaded, "I only said good morning. As it is such a lovely, delightful morning and you are in such a kind, agreeable mood, I thought you might grant me one little pleasure."
"If you're going to ask me that, you're wasting your breathe, the answer's still no," she told him, glaring over the top of her essay.
"Oh, come on, Evans, is it so bad?" he pouted.
"Um…" she pretended to think, "yes! Actually!"
"I don't believe you," he claimed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, eyes gleaming.
"Oh, you don't?" she asked.
"No," he answered slowly.
"It's of little matter," she replied, her wrist flowing across the page as she wrote.
"Is it?" he snickered.
She frowned, "does James, I mean Potter, know you're here, Black?"
He laughed, his smirk deepening, "yes, no maybe…"
"Black!" she snapped, "don't use that on me."
"Use what?" he asked.
"You know," she said, poking him in the chest with her quill.
"No, I don't," he shook his head, the picture of innocence.
She growled lightly, "Black, you are trying my patience."
"Yes, well, enough of that," he said, eyeing her wand nervously, "I was wondering if you wanted to play a little game with me?"
"No," she said, "no way."
"Please?!" Sirius asked, looking at her with wide puppy dog eyes.
"Did this game have anything to do with 'truth or dare'?" she asked, "because I can predict the questions. Truth, Lily do you fancy James? The answer of course being, um, no. Dare, Lily I dare you to go out with James? I say no way. The end."
Sirius laughed, "No it's not truth or dare," he promised. "So, will you play?"
"Sorry, Black, but I'm working," she said.
"Oh, come on Evans, you'll enjoy yourself."
"No."
"Please?!"
Oh, what the hell, life's too short, it could be fun. "Okay," what, Lily, no, you don't even know what the game is yet. Oh damn.
"C'mon, we'll go to Gryffindor common room, it should be empty on a bright morning like today," Sirius said, he quickly packed away her belongings, shoving her bag on her shoulder and dragging her out the library.
They were followed by the gaze of a now sulking boy. James scowled, seeing the way his best mate had dragged off the love of his life. Sirius couldn't betray him, not now. Lily had always been his girl. If Sirius went any further, James would kill him. He loved Lily that much. She was the one girl he would be forced to choose over his closest friend.
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"Lily…" Sirius whined.
She nodded, blushing, "okay, what are we gonna play?" she asked, sitting down.
"It's called 'Would you Rather'…" he told her, "I played it with Peter's cousins and the boys last year."
"Right," she replied, folding her arms over the side of the chair, "How'd you play?"
"Well, I'll ask a question, would you rather do this or that, and you have to make a choice of which you'd rather do," he beamed excitedly.
"I think I understand," she frowned, "give me an example."
"Um… okay, I'll start off with an easier one," he said, pushing his fringe out of his eyes, "would you rather eat a fly or a spider?"
"A fly," she said, rolling her eyes, perhaps this could be fun.
"Right, would you rather…" he started.
"No, it's my go," she interrupted, pouting.
He sighed, but did not argue, "Fine."
"Would you rather eat a dog or burn down Hogwarts?" she asked. He looked shocked and Lily laughed at the face he pulled.
"Burn down Hogwarts," he told her.
"Really?!"
"Yeah."
"How come?" she giggled.
"I love dogs," he smiled.
"Aw, that's sweet, Sirius," she said.
"When did we become on a first name basis?" Sirius asked.
She sniggered, "once you get past the irritating things about you, you're alright, Black."
"And James?" he asked.
"What about him?" she said, confused.
"Nothing," Sirius said, observing her features, quietly, "next question."
"Okay," she grinned.
"Would you rather kiss Snivilly or Remus?" he chuckled.
"Remus…" she smirked, "you're question."
He nodded.
"Would you rather date Lucy Abott again or Rachel Green from Hufflepuff?" she asked, pursing her tongue between her teeth.
"Rachel Green," he told her.
"Still some hard feelings between you and Lucy, eh?" she asked.
"Well, she's just so unreasonable," he replied, "and she fancies James."
"She what?!" Lily asked, her head snapping up sharply.
"Jealous, Evans?" Sirius grinned.
"Next question," she said, hesitating.
"Okay, Evans, would you rather sleep with me or Paul Lesley?" he asked.
"BLACK!" She screeched.
He looked at her innocently and she punched his arm, "answer the question, Lily."
"No," she pouted.
"And remember you have to say the truth," he winked.
"Um, Paul," she said, "Sorry Black, it's nothing personal, you just don't float my boat."
"Yeah, whatever," he smiled, bouncily.
"So, would you rather kiss Moaning Myrtle or Professor McGonagall?" she asked.
"McGonagall," he said, bowing his head ashamedly.
"This is quite fun, Sirius," she smiled.
"Okay, Lily, would you rather go out with Frank or James?" Sirius asked.
"James," she said, "I, uh, I mean Frank." She stuttered. She quickly stood up, blushing beetroot red and ran off.
"Score," Sirius whispered under his breath. He glanced up to see a glowering James. "James, mate, excellent news."
James turned, muttering a quick, "I gotta go."
"Okay, see you later, mate," Sirius called after him.
"Maybe," came the scowled reply.
Sirius stared after him, what was wrong with James?
Yes, we do really play this game. Any embarrassing ideas, please give them to me!!!
I may be a long time updating, I have at least 5 pieces of coursework in next week.
Also you might want to consider checking out my story "The Power of Love" if you have time.
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With love SG xoxo