A/N: Hey guys! So I managed to get this chapter out under two weeks, yea! Thank-you to everyone who reviewed! I really appreciate it and enjoy hearing that you are liking the story, it really helps me stay motivated and keep writing! Anywho, the next chapter I am going to say two weeks again because I don't know if I'll be able to get one out next week. I hope everyone enjoys this next chapter!

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Chapter 8: Confusion

My head is going to explode.

Seriously, I'm not just being over dramatic; it's really going to explode. It is pounding so hard that is the only logically explanation. Well that and ya know… I have a really bad hang over. I keep thinking back to last night and the many many…many drinks that I had and can't help but wondering… what the hell was I thinking!

I wasn't thinking that was the problem, I wasn't thinking at all. I did so many stupid things last night. I mean I hung out with Black! I danced on a coffee table with Black! I really can't believe I did that, and oh my god, my arse hurts so much from when he spun me around and I fell hard on it.

He is going to pay for that.

I'm still going to kill Katie for the whole 'Eric incident'. That was so embarrassing. I suppose that's karma though for pushing Alec on Ava… but I mean at least they worked out. I wonder if their dating now, I should really get up and go talk to him

As I tried to sit up I felt vomit rush up my throat and quickly sat back down. All right so apparently I wasn't going any where for a while.

"Lily, are you awake?" Katie asked, ripping open my curtains allowing the sun to shine in and blind me.

"Go away," I said hoarsely, pulling the covers up over my head.

"Oh come on and get up! The sun is shining it's a beautiful day, we should go out to the lake and soak our feet in with Emily and Alice," Katie said, jumping backwards and sitting on my bed, causing me to bounce slightly.

Oh god I'm going to throw up in my bed.

"Katie, stop moving, I'm going to be sick," I moaned annoyed, "How are you so chipper. You were drunker then I was."

"Yes well I took an anti-hang over potion, did you want some?" Katie asked getting up off of my bed and rummaging through her trunk pulling out a small bottle.

"PLEASE!" I begged desperately.

Why the hell wouldn't that be the very first thing she offered me? I mean, honestly, Katie is really pretty… but sometimes I wonder if she's slow…

"Here," Katie said handing me the potion which I quickly chugged.

"Ick. How long till it starts working, I still feel like I'm going to vomit?" I whined squeezing my eyes shut tight, willing my stomach to keep its contents where they were.

"In about 5,4,3,2…" Katie counted down.

"1 I still feel like… oh, there I feel better now," I said sitting up happily. I was still tired as hell but I no longer had a head ache or felt like I was going to vomit.

"You disappeared last night, where'd you go?" Katie asked curiously.

I frowned at her, "What're you talking about" I asked annoyed, getting up and walking into the bathroom.

Dear lord I looked hideous!

My hair was standing up on ever which angle, I forgot to take my make-up off last night so my mascara made it look like I had raccoon eyes and I had a big welt on my neck. What the hell, when did I fall.

"Did I smack into something last night?" I asked as I leaned closer to the mirror and examined the welt closer.

"You did knock over a lamp and then tried to act like you didn't even though everyone saw you do it," Katie called from the bedroom.

…shit. I totally thought no one noticed that.

"Did I fall any other time?" I asked again confused.

"Not that I know of, why?" Katie asked.

"Well then how the hell—" I said then stopped abruptly.

All of a sudden images of last night came flooding back to me rather quickly; Me walking up to the boys dorms to use the loo and Potter stopping me. Potter and I snogging in his dorms… then moving to his bed, him sucking on my neck…me pulling his shirt off….

OH MY GOD!

"How did you what?" Katie asked.

I heard her get up and start walking to the bathroom.

Oh my god it's a hickey. Oh my god I cannot let Katie know I have a bloody hickey on my neck and oh she will know for sure that it's a hickey. Then she's going to want to know how I got a hickey on my neck and I CANNOT let her find out it's from bloody Potter! Oh hell oh hell oh hell oh hell oh hell!

I quickly jumped into one of the shower stalls and closed the shower curtain.

"What're you doing?" Katie asked curiously. I saw her shadow come over to the shower, and I quickly turned it on, drenching myself pajamas and all.

"Just having a shower!" I yelled.

Ok, turn the hot water knob on genius so you don't die of hypothermia!

"Oh… well hurry up," Katie said, walking back into the dorm.

Oh my god, I hooked up with Potter last night… I hooked up with freaking James Potter!

I really was plastered.

Why! Why did I do that? I know! It's because I was so plastered I didn't know what I was doing and Potter took advantage! Err… well I suppose that's not entirely true, I was the one who kissed him first… and who took his shirt off…

God I really must be in heat.

I quickly discarded my pajamas and had a real shower then grabbed a towel and headed back into the dorms and changed into some clean robes. Making very sure to wear a shirt with a large collar and keep my hair down so it covered my neck up.

I would have worn a turtle neck but considering that it was super sunny and blue skies out… people might think I was a little strange… well, I mean, more so then they already do.

"Come on, let's go down and get some lunch and then go out to the lake!" Katie pleaded.

"Yeah yeah, come on let's go," I said absentmindedly and followed Katie out of the dorms and down to the Great Hall.

"So where did you go? You never answered me. I was looking for you, I was scared you passed out somewhere," Katie asked again.

Damn Katie and her inquisitive nature!

"Uhh… I did pass out… I don't really remember where," I stammered as I tried to come up with a good lie.

"Then how did you get back last night?" Katie asked confused.

That was a really good question….

OH! I remember… oh god… I wish I didn't now.

I remember Potter and I were fooling around in his bed and then we heard the rest of his roommates come in so we froze (the curtains were closed luckily so none of them saw me). We decided it was best if I went back to my dorm… or rather I think I drunkenly demanded it… things are a bit fuzzy.

Potter told me to put this weird cloak thingy on and said no one would see me so I did. Then we walked out of the boys dormitories, well rather Potter practically carried me out… I wasn't very capable of walking.

When we got into the empty common room I took off the cloak claiming it had been suffocating me and I couldn't breathe.

"Ok, Evans. You're going to have to make it up those stairs to your dormitory. I can't take you up because there's a spell on them, do you think you can do it by yourself?" James had asked me, sounding a lot more sober then I thought he was.

"Of course! I've got great balance!" I had slurred, pushing him away from me to show him and then almost falling over backwards but he quickly reached out and grabbed a hold of me pulling me back into him.

"Oh lord this is going to be a challenge," he muttered to himself thinking I didn't hear him, but I so did.

"You can go, I'm fine!" I said my voice muffled as I talked against Potter's chest.

"Sure you are," James said, and even though I couldn't see his face I knew he was smirking.

I think I may have momentarily sobered up because I pushed myself away from Potter again, this time slower and stood up on my own, shooting him a triumphant smile which he just rolled his eyes at.

"SEE! I'm fine," I said happily.

I turned very slowly towards the stairs and gulped. I had never realized just how many there were before.

I took a deep breath then slowly took a step up the first one. When I didn't fall back wards I brought my other foot up to the next step. I was feeling cocky when I had made it half way up, then all of the sudden I fell flat on my face.

"Evans!" James had called out, "Are you all right?"

I just stayed, sprawled out halfway up the stairs too embarrassed to say anything back, and also trying very hard not to laugh. I mean, no matter how embarrassed I was it was pretty hilarious.

"Evans!" James had called again.

Then all of a sudden the jagged stairs I was laying on turned into a soft flat surface and I felt myself slide back down to the bottom.

"Evans are you all right?" James said, grabbing hold of me and flipping me over to see if I was conscious, which I of course was.

When I had seen the ridiculously concerned look on Potter's face I burst out laughing, I know that sounds cruel but honestly he looked hilarious!

Once he saw that I was fine all the concerned was washed away from his face and just replaced with a scowl.

"That wasn't funny Evans," James growled annoyed, pulling me back up.

"Yes it was… and it hurt to," I had said still laughing.

"You are so strange," James said shaking his head but a small smile escaped his lips, "So… are we going to do this again?" James had asked curiously, raising one eyebrow at me.

"Do what?" I asked confused, scrunching up my face as if I was thinking about it, but really it just felt cool… I'm sure I looked like a complete idiot though.

"What do you think?" James asked smirking, and leaned down catching my lips in a quick kiss.

"Oh!" I said surprised, "well of course!"

Oh god I still cannot believe I said that. I am such a bloody fool.

Potter's mouth dropped opened in surprise and a huge grin spread across his face, "Really?"

"Yes, but only as long as it's a secret," I had slurred, pressing my finger to my lips.

"If that's how you want it for now, fine," James said nodding, pressing his lips against mine once again.

"Your good at that," I had giggled. Seriously, no lie, I actually giggled!

I think I may go back to Madame Pomfrey and get a second opinion about the whole 'mental breakdown' theory.

"Lots of practice," James said winking.

I frowned at that, "Yeah… you're a player… I had forgotten about that…." I trailed off, looking up at the stairs I had to try and climb again, wishing I didn't have to.

"None of those girls meant anything to me Evans, they were just entertainment until you came around," James said, cupping my face in his hands and making me stare straight into his eyes when he said it.

I stared back at him then burst out laughing, "You're such a cheese ball!"

Potter just smiled, "…I've never been called that before, but I suppose with you… I am," he said shrugging simply.

"Ok, I'm gonna go to bed now, I'm tired, bye," I said stepping away from him and attempted the stairs again.

It took me quite a while but I finally made it up to the top and pumped my fists up triumphantly.

I turned back around surprised Potter had waited to make sure I got up, and I stuck my tongue out at him, " Night Cheeeeeeeeeeeseball!" I called out as I stumbled my way back to my dorms, somehow managed to change into my pajamas and collapsed into bed.

"Hellooooo, Lily are you even in there?" Katie asked, waving a hand in front of my face.

Whoops, I had been zoning out thinking about last night and forgot I was walking with Katie.

"Huh? Oh I don't really know I think I just woke up and stumbled my way back into the dorms," I said shrugging.

"Oh," Katie said frowning slightly, "So… what did you think of Eric? You two would be so cute together!"

I glared over at her, "Oh right, I forgot I'm supposed to be pissed at you. I can't believe you did that!" I snapped crossing my arms annoyed.

God that was horribly embarrassing. I even feel bad for poor Eric, but more so for myself. I mean my god Katie made me tell him how flexible I am… I mean that is very… suggestive if you know what I mean.

"Oh whatever. You asked me to find you a boy and I did then you went off and passed out somewhere by yourself. See if I try and help you again," Katie said rolling her eye.

As we neared the Great Hall the delicious smells of breakfast made their way to my nose and I felt my stomach growl, not realizing just how hungry I really was.

"Lily!" Alec's voice screeched as he came out from the Great Hall and stopped dead in his tracks at the site of me his eyes wide.

… I knew I should have put more make up on.

"What?" I asked, narrowing my eyes daring him to tell me I looked like crap.

"Err… what's going on! How was your night last night? Want to go up to the dorms and get our broom sticks and go play a bit of quidditch?"

"Sure… after I eat some breakfast," I said frowning at his strange behavior.

"Let's go now! Come on, there's nothing good in there anyway," Alec said waving a hand, grabbing onto my arm with a death grip and pulling me back up towards the dormitories.

"Alec, as long as it's food I really don't care, I'm starving. God what's wrong with you, your acting strange," I snapped, ripping my arm out of his grasps.

"Umm…" Alec stammered, his eyes darting around nervously.

Seriously, he was really starting to creep me out. Maybe he was still drunk… that was the only thing that would make sense as to why he was acting so strange.

"Alec, what's going on?" Katie asked curiously.

Well at least she doesn't know what's going on either for once. We both exchanged glances and looked back at Alec who was wringing his hands, struggling to form words.

"You are so weird," I said simply and turned back towards the Great Hall with Katie following me.

"Lily stop!" Alec yelled, running after me.

I ignored his protest and opened up the door to the Great Hall and froze immediately when I did so. I felt my face turn if possible redder them my hair. Katie came and stood next to me and gasped.

"Oh no," she muttered shaking her head, "Lily, don't freak out." She said quickly, turning towards me.

It was too late; I felt my blood start to boil. I clenched my fists and grinded my teeth together as I took in the view in front of me.

In the Great Hall there was a very large blown up picture that two professors were trying to take down. It was a picture of me, dancing drunkenly with Black and falling on my butt. It kept happening over and over again, getting a very loud laugh when I would fall on my rear from everyone in the Great Hall.

Underneath in smoky letters was 'courtesy of padfoot'.

My breathing became more rigid and my eyes flashed angrily. I knew exactly who did it. The teacher's my not know who Padfoot is, but the rest of Hogwarts certainly did.

I scanned the Gryffindor table and my eyes landed on him, pointing up at the picture and laughing at me fall on my arse. I briskly started walking towards him, with Katie following close behind me trying to tell me not to do anything rash.

HA!

"Evans! There you are, have you seen—" Sirius had started to say but was cut off by the curse I sent at him causing him to fly backwards and fall hard on the ground.

"You Bastard!" I yelled, my wand pointing directly at his heart.

"What the hell!" Sirius yelled, his two front teeth now growing much larger then he would have liked.

My eyes glinted happily when I saw my handiwork and I felt adrenaline burst through me, "You think I don't know who Padfoot is you prat!" I yelled, throwing another curse at him. This time I had tied him up in ropes and had him hovering upside down above the ground.

"Lily don't!" Katie and Alec yelled at me.

"Evans stop!" James yelled, standing in front of Sirius.

"I suggest you step away from him Potter, unless you'd like to be cursed as well," I said my eyes flashing dangerously.

"It was just a joke," James pleaded.

"Did you know about this?" I hissed angrily.

"No!" James said quickly, "but it doesn't matter, come on Evans just relax."

I just smiled, "Oh I will," I said raising my wand to curse him.

"MS. EVANS!" Professor McGonagall's voice yelled. I turned my head slightly around to see her rushing into the Great Hall with one of the professor's, her faced flushed, "That is quite enough!"

Oh crap…

"Put your wand down now!" Professor McGonagall yelled.

I looked to see that my wand was still pointed directly at Potter's head. I glared at him and lowered my wand and turned to look at Professor McGonagall who looked absolutely livid.

… I really should have thought this one through. Oh god why did I curse Black in plain view of the teachers, I am such an idiot.

"Detention Ms. Evans, for a month!" Professor McGonagall yelled.

Ah bullocks.