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Chapter ten – revise, revise, revise
Lessons restarted quickly after Christmas and the fifth years were suddenly weighed down with work. Every teacher was saying the same thing, "Revise, revise, revise!" Their homework load was quadrupled.
Late nights in the library, lunch times telling first years to hush up so they could concentrate and breakfast spent reading books while eating became common and the fifth years were only outdone by the seventh years.
Spring came quickly, the weak sunshine taunting them to go outside. The workload was becoming insane and even diligent, studious students like Lily were struggling. James was swamped because he had Quidditch too.
"I think we should get exceeds expectations if we live until the end of the exams!" Peter moaned one day. Lily had had no time to tell James that she possibly, maybe liked him. The two of them often spent time together with the group, but they were very rarely alone. The marauders hadn't pulled a prank in months.
Severus ran to catch up to Lily one day as she hurried across the courtyard to Herbology, made late by an essay for care of magical creatures.
"I haven't seen you in ages." Severus commented.
"I know Sev."
"Why is that? It's not anything to do with Potter is it?" He asked, snidely.
"No. I've been busy, that's all." Lily commented. They had paused in their rush across the courtyard.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"It's just he fancies you. James Potter fancies you!" Severus nearly shouted, exasperated.
Lily mentally rolled her eyes and said, tell me something I don't know.
"James Potter is an arrogant, bullying toerag." Lily muttered. Severus seemed to cheer up immediately. Lily added, mentally, that James hadn't been so much of a toerag lately.
…
"Hey, James." Lily sighed, slumping into the chair next to him after dinner in the common room that night.
He nodded.
"James? Is everything alright?" Lily asked, sensing something was wrong.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?"
"I dunno."
"Well, why don't you go and ask Snivellus?" James sneered and he rushed off.
Lily looked bewildered after him and turned and marched out the portrait hole. She met Severus on his way down to the dungeons.
"What's up with James?" She asked.
"James?"
"Potter."
"I just told him your opinion of him." Severus smiled.
Lily slapped her forehead, turned around and rushed back to find James, but she couldn't.
As the days went on James avoided Lily and Lily became more and more miserable. Lily threw herself into her studies by way of a distraction.
Careers advice would be starting soon and leaflets appeared in the common room one day early in March.
"Healing, the dos and don'ts."
"Teaching: is this your calling?"
"The bridges to banking."
"Friend or foe: the beginnings of becoming an auror."
"Wow, which to decide?" Mocked Sirius. "I see there isn't one for international superstar at Quidditch, Prongs!"
"Well, maybe I don't want to be a Quidditch player." James returned, leafing through one of the brightly colored pamphlets.
The group looked round, stunned.
"What do you wan to be, then?" Asked Peter.
"I want to fight against the scum that call themselves 'Death Eaters!' I'm going to join up to the aurors' office and stop anyone who sides with him."
Lily contemplated James' words and decided that she would like to do that, but wouldn't they all? Maybe she could help from the sidelines as a healer? James was brave to risk his life like that, so willingly.
Why was it that Peter suddenly looked scared?
Well? Hmmm...maybe there's something Peter's not telling the gang?
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