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Chapter 10: Getting It Over

I woke up to the pattering of rain on my window. I stood up and felt a rush of pain shoot through my legs. I was puzzled for a moment, then remembered that I needed to put that lotion on my legs every morning for a while. That is going to be a pain.

Hobbling over to my dresser, I grabbed the bottle and lathered it all over my ankles and lower legs. After feeling the pain disperse, I walked over the cushioned seat by my window that looked out over the lake.

It was sprinkling. I love watching the rain. I hated being in it, but I absolutely love watching the tiny droplets of water, falling from the heavens. Listening to the pitter-patter of little droplets splattering on the rooftops. It is utter bliss.

I stood up and picked my watch up off my nightstand. I cursed after seeing that it was a little after 6 in the morning. Sulking, I grabbed a book and went back to my window seat. Somehow though, I knew I wasn't going to be getting any reading done.

James.

Why did you have to go and change on me? I don't know what to think of you anymore! I stared out the window "Dammit, James," I mumbled. I looked around; making sure no one was around to hear me. I closed my eyes and held my head in my hands. What can I do? I can't just ignore everything going on inside me. These feelings are breaking out, and I don't know what to do with them.

I'll ignore him. That'll work. Only talk to him when it's absolutely necessary. Be a little fly, always just out of reach. Hmm. If that doesn't get the feelings to go away, nothing will. But that's just it. What if they don'tgo away? What will I do then?

I sighed. I'll figure out what I want to do when it comes to that. I looked down to see what book I'd picked up. Wuthering Heights. One of my least favorite books. Out of my favorite books, that is. Sighing again, I opened up to the first page and started reading.

I read for a while, immersing myself in the plot of the book, the maid was starting to tell her story. Suddenly I felt a ray of sunlight run across my face. I took it as a sign from God that everything was going to be okay. I will get over my feelings for James, and I can go on with my life.

I stood up and looked in my mirror. I looked absolutely terrible. My hair was a mess, I had bags under my eyes and don't even get me started on my skin.

After going in and taking a really long shower, I got dressed in a loose-fitting T-shirt and jeans, and put my hair up so that you couldn't tell that it was still a mess.

I walked out of my room, and into the common room. As I was in no hurry to get anywhere, I stopped and looked at some of the books around the room. Most of them were outdated textbooks about Magical Studies. I did find a section in a corner dedicated to Muggle Classics. Poetry, Shakespeare, the works.

I heard a noise come from James' room. It was a soft thump. He probably just got out of bed. Reasonable. Maybe. It's not even 7:00 in the morning on a Sunday. Maybe he's an early riser? I don't know, he doesn't seem like the type. And I don't want to stick around to find out. With that, I exited the common room.

"The Deathly Hallows." I told the Fat Lady with a smile.

"What are you doing up at this hour young lady?"

"It's 7:00! That's not early!" I hesitated. "Is it?"

"My dear, I was just joking with you." That is one messed up portrait. She's joking at 7:00 in the morning? I don't sleep in really late like some people, but that is still waaaaaay too early to be joking.

Glaring at the woman, I walked through, into the common room. The first thing I noticed was Kali sitting on a comfy couch, doing homework.

"Kali, did you stay up all night?" I asked her, in mock sternness.

"No, Lily. That's you remember?" She sighed. "I was just finishing up that essay that for Transfiguration. Why would someone give us an essay on the first day of school? That's just wrong."

"It's McGonagall, what do you expect?" Kali is just about as devoted to her school-work as I am. She's just into different things. She wants to be a healer, so she needs different classes than me.

"True. So true." I walked over and plopped down on the couch beside her. "What are you doing us so early?" she asked me.

"Rain woke me up." I replied, attempting to avoid the topic that had been on my mind all afternoon.

James stupid Potter. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you!

Gah. That took a lot of energy out of me. Inner ranting sucks it right up. I sighed.

"Lily? Did you hear me?"

"Huh?"

"I asked if you're feeling better. You said that you felt sick yesterday, and then you didn't show up for dinner last night. When we asked Potter about you, he said you hadn't come out of your room since he'd come back."

"Yeah, I feel better. I'd had a queasy stomach all day. Must've eaten something at breakfast that upset it." I paused. "But, it was nothing a good night's sleep couldn't fix." I smiled at her.

"A good night's sleep, cut short by rain?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Oh, nothing."

Doesn't sound like nothing, I thought. It sounds like a interrogation.

"So, did you guys enjoy the rest of your day?"

"Yeah, except that Sara kept complaining about she broke her nail while punching Andy."

"She is such a girly-girl." Someone behind us yawned really loudly.

"Who's a girly-girl? Is it one of those Ravenclaw bitches? If so, then I totally agree." Sara said, wiping the sleep out of her eyes.

"Yes, Sara, it's one of the Ravenclaw bitches." Kali and I shared a knowing look.

Sara seemed to believe this. She shrugged and sat down in between Kali and me and put her head in my lap. "I'm so tired it's not even funny."

"Why? You're usually the first one to zone out after Hogsmede weekends."

"I don't know. I went to bed at, what?" She looked at Kali for confirmation, "Eight?"

"Yeah, somewhere around there. But, when I woke up, you were tossing and turning like you were having a bad dream. When I walked by, you calmed down. I don't know about you, but when I have a bad dream, it makes me really tired."

"That's probably it." Sara said with her eyes closed. She yawned again, before falling asleep.

"Great." I muttered. "Not only am I super hungry, but I also have a sleeping Best Friend on my lap." I glared at the back of Sara's head before sighing. I looked over at Kali, whose shoulders where shaking from the effort of restraining her laughter. I turned my glare on her. "Go ahead, laugh." I growled. "Be happy you're not in my situation."

"do you want me to go and get you something to eat?"

"No, I want you to get Sara off my lap."

Kali poked Sara "She looks like she's out cold." She snorted. "I suggest, that if you really want her off of you, that you just push her off."

"I don't' want to hurt her!"

"That's the chance you're going to have to take."

"Geez, Kali! I never knew you were so evil!" She raised her eyebrows at me. "Okay, I knew you were evil. I just never knew you were so evil to us!"

"You know you love me!" she laughed.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," I joked.

"Who's the evil one now?" she asked in mock hurt.

We both laughed, and sat in companionable silence. Me, with Sara on my lap, and her smiling shaking her head at Sara.

I sighed. "maybe we really should get her off."

"Yeah,"

We both looked at each other with mischievous smiles.

"1"

We situated our hands underneath Sara.

"2"

We braced ourselves to run for it, if necessary.

"3"

We pushed her. She laid there, still. I poked her behind her left ear. She waved my hand away, but stayed sleeping. I looked over at Kali, and we both shrugged.

"So," I said, smirking. "Any idea about what's for breakfast?"

We were walking slowly, wasting time. Neither of us wanted to get to breakfast too early. We just talked, took random turns, got lost, figured out where we were, got lost again. The cycle continued.

"Lil's?"

"Yeah?"

"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to show everyone else how good we are?"

"We do every day. We don't break rules. We don't insult people. And we do our homework. What else can we do to show people how good we are?"

"You know what I mean." What? What does she mean? I have no idea wha— Music. She's talking about music. Over the summer, the four of us have a lot of fun, mess around. We sing our favorite songs, make up new dances. Everyone who's ever seen us says we're really good. And that's including Kali's sister, who is a student at Julliard, a school based on the arts.

"Yeah, I do."

"Know what I mean, or wonder?"

"Both, I guess." I sighed. "We'll get the chance this year."

"You said that last year."

"But I really mean it this year. There's a perfect opportunity."

She looked intrigued. "What is it? If it's a party, I'm not going. I hate those things."

"Ditto," I laughed. "But really, there's going to be a talent show this year."

"Really? Who's planning it?"

I smirked at her. "Me."

"Ooooo, interesante."

"Really Kali? Spanish? Aren't you French?"

"Fine then; intéressant."

"You're hilarious, you know that right?"

"I know." She smiled at me. "When is it?"

"We haven't figured that out yet."

"We?" I hesitated, making sure I didn't accidentally call him James again. It's okay, (maybe) if I call him James in my head, but in front of my best friends, who think that I still hate him? Yikes, not a good idea.

"Potter and I."

"When did he come into the picture?"

"Since he came up with the idea, and is my partner on the project?"

"Okay, that makes me feel a little better, I guess. If you were falling for him, on the other hand, that would be a different matter, entirely." Holy shit. Does she suspect me? If she does, I'm dead. Kali hates it when we keep secrets from each other. I gulped, silently. I hope.

"Where did that come from?"

"Oh, nothing."

We walked in silence for a while. It was kinda awkward. Each of us were avoiding each other's eyes, yet were trying to see what the other was thinking.

"Well, what we have decided, is that each dormitory can have one team. And in the first round, each team can sing three songs. By the way, it's only vocal talent. Sorry, you can't play you're violin."

"My violin doesn't like you now."

"Well, your violin can suck it."

"Hey, don't dis the violin!"

"Sorry Kali's violin."

"You better be." We both laughed. "Look, we're at the Great Hall!"

"And I could not see the huge doors that were in front of my face." I snorted. "Thank you for my daily dose of obvious, Kali."She glared at me. "What?" I asked, laughing and grinning like a madwoman.

"Nothing," she said, as she let a smile ease onto her features.

I linked my arm in hers, and steered her towards the Gryffindor table. We sat down around the center of the table, facing the Hufflepuffs. I didn't feel like looking at any Ravenclaws or Slytherins right now.

I grabbed a muffin, and started to put butter on it, when I felt eyes boring into me. Looking around, I saw no one. Shrugging, I went back to my muffin.

"Lily? Are you okay?" Kali looked at me with a worried look.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"You seem distracted, is all." Maybe it's because my love life has turned from non-existent, to super complex in 3 days.

I sighed. "I'm fine Kals," She didn't look like she believed me. "Really, I am. I had a bad summer, and I haven't had a lot of sleep."

"Why?"

"Thursday it was because of my legs. Friday it was because of you sleeping over. And last night it was because of James— " Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT! I dropped my head to the table. My life is over. Forever and ever and ever!

"What?" She shrieked. "What did you just say?"

"I couldn't get to sleep last night because of Potter?"

"No, you said James. Now, there are two things wrong with this picture. One; you never, EVER, call him James. And two; why the hell did he prevent you from sleeping?" She raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms. I could tell that she was pissed. Another thing about Kali, never, ever make her mad. She holds grudges forever.

"Yeah," a cool voice behind me said, "I'd like to know too."

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P.S. I'm sorry, it's kinda short. I just felt really bad about not posting in a while, so I put what I had so far up. Don't kill me.