okay, so I haven't updated in like... 2/3days? Not as bad as last time though I suppose ;) I've been working on a really big chapter, (well, bigger) trying to boost up the word count because a few of the chapters are like 600 words which is quite low really :/ Kay, so, you don't want me babbling on anymore, here's the next chapter:


The next Saturday after the 'Snape incident', as the marauders were now calling it, James sat dolefully on his bed, twitching his wand from left to right as a paper airplane flew in the direction his wand pointed. He had been sat like this for three hours, glaring holes through the ceiling. Sirius was, to be quite blunt, sick of his best friends attitude and just wished he would return to his old, joker self.

"You know what you need?" He questioned as James lay on his bed, staring as the enchanted paper flew over his head in loops. His eyes glinted with the tears he had held back the past few weeks.

"What?" He asked, dubiously. "What could possibly make this better? I've lost everything. The girl I love, my position of head boy, my sanity!" he sat up and swung his legs over the edge of his bed, collapsing once more back onto the red and gold Gryffindor bed linens. "You know what, Padfoot? I actually thought I had a chance!"He laughed bitterly at this, expressing his disdain for what had happened over the past month. "She never liked me," he concluded. "She just played with my emotions. Good riddance!"

"Prongs," Sirius started, "You don't mean that, you're just hurt. Lily didn't mean to hurt you, besides, you weren't even a couple!"

"Yeah, and I really thought this year we would be." she said, sitting upright on his bed, "I really thought she liked me. I mean, at the end of the year, we started to become friends and... Flirt, don't you think?" He asked, his face contorting into a range of emotions from confusion to anger.

"Yeah, and I really thought this year

"Well, she didn't hate you as much..." Sirius replied skeptically.

"How could I have been so stupid?" James asked, exasperated, putting his head in his hands to calm his frustration.

"I wouldn't call you stupid, mate," Padfoot said reassuringly. "That Toby is the stupid one. Bloody coward he was yesterday! No wonder he didn't get put in Gryffindor!"

"Yeah, but she wants brain, not brawn." James admitted woefully. "She doesn't care for someone like me. She wants the Ravenclaws and their excellent intelligent conversation and wit," he spat, the tasting the betrayal of each word as it left his mouth.

"Prongs," Sirius said worriedly, concerned for the welfare of his friend. "You need to get up, get out of here, away from these four walls!" He exclaimed, gesturing around him. "It's not good for you.

"I do," he agreed. "I do. I need to show Lily and that egg-head Tommy that I don't care!" he said, removing his face from his hands, a smile creeping over his face.

"His names Tobias, Prongs," Sirius said, smiling at his friends sudden change in mood, blatantly disinterested in what Tobias' name really was, rather to get one up on his friend.

"Timmy, Tommy, Toby. Who cares?" he asked, laughing heartily.

"Not us!" Sirius declared, chuckling. "Glad to have the old you back, man. I was starting to think you'd been replaced by a hopeless, moping Prongs." he said, pulling a anguished face.

"Hey!" James exclaimed, a large grin spreading across his face as he grabbed a cushion from his bed and threw it at Sirius, the cushion colliding with his hip as he flinched away from the impact. He caught it just as it was about to drop to the floor and sent it hurtling towards James, making impact on his temple. "Jammy git!" James smiled, untangling his unruly hair. "Thanks for bringing me back man, I was loosing it!"

"I know," Sirius agreed thoughtfully before lightening the tone. "At one point I thought you were going to get down on one knee and serenade me!"

"Don't flatter yourself, Padfoot, you aren't my type."

"No, you like little brainy redheaded witches." Sirius chortled, dodging the enchanted paper plane as it plunged towards him.

"And I need something to help me get over her!" He flustered.

"I have just the thing!" Padfoot declared before diving under his bunk. After a few moments of rattling, he emerged from under the bed, holding two rather large bottles of firewhiskey in each hand and thrusting them into the air. He threw one over to James with the accuracy of which only a chaser could possess and screwed the lid off of his own. He watched as James took a long, intensive gulp from his before diving in for the deep, sweet taste of firewhiskey burning down his throat.

"To getting pissed!" He toasted, holding his drink to the air, which James replicated.

"To firewhiskey!"


Lily sat in the Gryffindor common room, nose deep in a book as her hair shadowed her face. That summer, disappointed with the lack of books in the library which she hadn't read, Lily had taken it upon herself to enter a muggle bookstore and browse the selection of books for things she might read. It was not her intention to leave with her arms full of books, an entire summers worth of babysitting wages spent on the woes and misfortunes of muggle characters. Right now, she was delving into the world of Tess of the D'Urbervilles, astounded by the quarrels of the aged text.

She liked to think of herself as someone like Tess, the rather plain girl whom everyone saw as fair of face. She could not help but make the connection between Alec and James: The constant attempts to woo her; the multiple mistresses he had; the impulsive decisions. His persistency, his warped perception that he had some kind of ownership over her. She also saw Toby as Angel: An educated, well spoken man with high morals and a beautiful way of phrasing the simplistic of sentences.

However similar in character they were, one thing was apparent, and Lily was astounded as she read the book that she had made the connection between the two. James in so many ways was nothing like Alec. He was not manipulative, nor was he evil. She felt tremendous guilt for thinking of James in such a way, after all he'd been through. She swept away those thoughts as quickly as they came. Don't be silly, Lil, she chided herself, he can't hear you.

All of a sudden, a loud ruckus blundered through the door from the dorm rooms, a throaty laugh filling the air. Lily smelled the stale odour of Firewhiskey coming from the two Seventh years, toppling their way towards her. Sirius' mane of curly hair looked even more unkept than usual as he lifted it in order to see her. James hung back, Grinning to Marlene McKinnon suggestively as he leant on the door frame. The two had gone out in fifth year for a record of two weeks before James had had enough of her stalker qualities. She cried for two days, claiming she was in love, before vowing to never fall for him again. It's a good job she didn't make an unbreakable vow as she certainly wasn't resisting his charms.

"Evans, just thought I'd tell you," Sirius slurred between hiccups,"James is over you."

"Nice to know, Sirius," Lily mumbled, not raising her head from her book. "Please tell your friend that since he's head boy, he cannot be seen drinking so I suggest he goes upstairs and sober up before McGonagall finds him and expels him for incompetence."

"I'm not head boy anymore, Lil- Evans," he corrected, glaring over to her. "I gave you my badge, I resigned."

"Just because you gave me the badge doesn't mean I gave it to McGonagall," she said, looking up from her book slightly to see his reaction. His face was unreadable. A spectrum of emotions. Hurt, anger, resolution. He must of wondered why another head boy hadn't been announced. She took the badge out of her pocket and threw it over to him, him catching it from the other side I the room. Then, once again, she looked down to her book. "I told McGonnagall you'd dropped it into a pot in potions and needed it to be polished."

James gave a curt nod, looking down at the proud head boy pin. He felt pride, the pride that had welled up inside of him that day he had received his final Hogwarts letter, return. He was glad she had kept the badge for now he could prove everyone wrong. He did deserve this badge, no matter what anyone said, and he was going to prove it, after tonight that is.

"Potter," Marlene howled across the common room, her deep, throaty voice filling the silence. "Come here, I have a proposition for you."

James looked over to where she sat, beckoning him over. She was dressed in her 'casual' clothes, lounging against the plump sofa with an air of expectancy, her low cut top allowing the mystery that was her allure to disappear. James looked away. He didn't care for girls like that, they were Sirius' type of girl; the grab and go type. James may have been perceived as a player but that was more hear say than evidence. Still, Evans was there and he couldn't help but feel he must live up to her perception of him somehow. So, acting on impulse, James strolled over to the enticing brunette, sitting next to her on the large sofa.

Lily glanced over the top of her book as James slung an arm around the back of the sofa, Marlene leaning in too close for Lily's liking in order to whisper something in his ear. Lily sat there for the next few minutes, gazing over at the two, neglecting the book she held to hide her blush as Sirius watched her carefully, taking in the scene.

"You two," he slurred, "Are going to be the death of me."


Okay for anyone who hasn't read Tom Hardy's Tess of the D'Urbervilles (:O shock!horror!) it is an excellent book but you probs won't know the Alec/Tess/Angel scenario. Basically, Tess is abeautiful girl who doesn't know it. She goes to work for Alec who takes a fancy to her and is very.. Uh... Persistent. Hes kinda the bad guy. Angel also likes her but is like the good guy in the story. I just wanted to show Lily's perception of him and how warped it is to how he actually is. Plus, we are doing a play of the book at school and I have a part :D Just a insight on what's happening in my life :)

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-chlo xxxx