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Chapter 11: In Which We Discover Two Kinds of Falling: Sick and On James
Sirius stared at it in awe. "Prongs…Agie…is that a--"
"Motorcycle? Indeed it is, Padfoot," James said, grinning. "A flying motorcycle."
Sirius looked at the shining black motorbike. He remembered one time, in Muggle studies, which he originally only took to piss off his parents but actually found interesting, they were learning about transportation. He remembered telling James how cool he thought the motorcycle was and how badly he wanted one of them…or a canoe.
No…the motorcycle was definitely better. "Wow…how'd you get it to fly?"
"We had to take the whole thing apart and charm a bunch of the parts," Adriyana said, looking fondly at it.
"This is…amazing!" Sirius said, still staring at it.
"Agie…I think he's going to dump you for the thing…we may have just made a terrible mistake," James said, rolling his eyes.
Adriyana looked at James. "Do you know…you really are a lot like Lils…that's something she would say," Adriyana said.
James began staring dreamily into the sky, possibly thinking of bespectacled, red-haired, eye-rolling children.
"Well, he's useless," Adriyana said. She turned away from James and looked at Sirius. "Well…?"
"Well, what?" Sirius looked at her.
"Are you going to ride it?" she asked, pointing to the bike.
"Yeah!" Sirius said, jumping on the bike. James snapped out of his daze to show Sirius how to work the controls.
In about five minutes, Sirius had mastered it and was up in the air, flying over the grounds of Hogwarts at breakneck speed. He slowed down, and took a deep breath of the icy winter air.
After flying for a while, he noticed the figures of Adriyana and James were still standing out on the grounds. Sirius landed the bike and rode it over to them. They had clearly had a snowball fight in his absence, and it looked like Adriyana had gotten most of the snow on her. She was shivering and her face was red from the cold, but she was still smiling nonetheless.
"You guys want a ride?" Sirius asked, smiling.
Lily sat in her room later that night. She had read James' letter perhaps fifty times, and yet she could find no signs of innuendo, rudeness, or even big-headed arrogance (and that's the ONLY reason she read it fifty times, of course). Maybe Remus had written it for James…no, wait, he had written it for Potter. That had to be it, right?
Then there was the lily. It was so pretty, Lily was almost afraid to eat it. Then Alice had pointed out that it would attract bugs, and if Lily didn't eat it in a few days, she would flush it down the toilet. Lily then reminded herself that it was a gift from James…er, Potter, and therefore should be flushed, but she just couldn't do it. It was too beautiful.
Reluctantly, she broke off one of the petals and brought it to her lips.
Okay, so James was a stalker. How else would he know that her favorite flavor of anything was butterscotch? Unless it was his favorite flavor, too…though it wasn't very comforting knowing she had something in common with James Potter.
Adriyana, who had spent most of the day flying around on the frozen grounds with Sirius, walked into the dormitory at that moment, and Lily hastily shoved the letter under her pillow. Adriyana was pale, shivering and had a mug of hot chocolate (there was always hot chocolate in the common room in the winter) clasped in her hands.
She sniffled. "Hello, Lils."
"Agie, are you all right? You stayed out on the grounds all day and I think you're sick or something," Lily said, thankful that Adriyana hadn't noticed the letter only half-concealed by her pillow.
Adriyana coughed and sat down on her bed. "It's freezing in here, Lils, don't you think?" She sat down on her bed and pulled the covers around herself.
Lily shoved the letter farther into her pillow. Wait a minute! What's wrong with me? Since when do I hide ANYTHING from Adriyana? We tell each other everything…it's not like she'd laugh at me or tease me or anything…she's been trying to convince me to like him ever since she started going out with Sirius. If I can't trust her, something is seriously wrong with me.
"Adriyana? Can I ask you something?" Lily said nervously. A muffled noise came from the cocoon of blankets Adriyana was wrapped in. All Lily could see was one of Adriyana's eyes inside.
"Well, it's about James–"
"Why…James…not…Potter?" Adriyana said, yawning loudly. She shivered, even though she was wrapped so tightly in the blankets.
Lily got up and pulled some spare blankets out of the closet. She put them over Adriyana, then went back to her own bed and sat down. "That's just it. I don't feel like calling him Potter anymore. And look at this lily! It's amazing!" She held up the sugar lily.
"Loves…you," Adriyana said sleepily.
"No…no, he can't!" Lily said frantically, snapping a leaf off of the sugar lily from grasping it so hard.
"Yes…" Adriyana whispered, before falling into a deep sleep. Lily, unfortunately, wasn't as lucky.
The Gryffindor common room was littered with empty Butterbeer bottles, shreds of wrapping paper, random pillows, and marshmallows. Sirius and James stared at it proudly.
"Oh yeah…we Gryffindors sure know how to party," Sirius said.
"This is disgusting! When was the last time somebody ate a banana?" Alice said from across the room, holding up a rather old looking banana peel with the tip of her wand.
"Well, it would have to be yesterday; otherwise the elves would have gotten it…why didn't they come last night?" James mused.
"Who knows?" Alice shrugged.
"You know," Remus said from where he was sitting on the couch, reading a book, "You could just do a simple cleaning spell,"
"We could…" James said, tapping his chin wisely.
"Well, it's a good thing they didn't come…look at this!" Sirius said, holding up a scrap of parchment room the floor. It had a miniscule dot of ink in the upper left corner, just so that its owners wouldn't write on it by mistake. If you didn't already know it should be there, you would never notice it.
"The Marauder's Map? What's it doing down here?" James said, taking the paper fondly in his hands.
"Check to make sure that's it, Padfoot," James said, tossing the map back to Sirius while he went off to distract Alice.
Sirius tapped the map with his wand. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!"
Sure enough, the intricate map of the school blossomed onto the page. Sirius stared at it. The dots marked "Lily Evans" and "Amber Carmichael" were approaching the Gryffindor common room, and of course, "Alice Cohen" was standing right over there…but where was the "Adriyana Dumbledore" dot?
Lily and Amber stepped into the common room, Lily holding a huge steaming bowl of chicken soup, Amber a mug of tea.
Alice looked at them. "What? No Pepper-Up Potion?" she asked.
"Pomfrey's not there," Amber said.
"Why? What's up?" Remus asked.
"Adriyana's really sick," Lily said. Sirius' eyes darted around the paper, noticing that Adriyana was, indeed, in her bed in the girls' dormitory.
"Probably from flying on that bike all day!" Alice said, glaring at Sirius.
"We're all going out…the three of us promised Hagrid we'd help him clear the snow around the greenhouses…well, actually Adriyana did, in exchange for being able to keep that bike behind his hut…of course, now the three of us are stuck with it," Lily scowled.
"I'll help you, Evans," James said, smiling shyly and ruffling his hair.
Lily's brilliant green eyes widened and she just stared at James, probably in shock because James had offered to help her with something without asking something in return.
"That's a yes in Lily-speak," Alice said, as Lily continued to stare.
Amber gave Lily's foot a good stomping on, spilling quite a bit of the tea. "Bugger. Well, I'll just bring her the soup and this half a cup of tea, then…you just continue to be mesmerized by James' attractiveness, Lils…"
That snapped Lily out of it. She shook her fiery head and glared angrily at Amber's back.
Sirius glared at Remus. "Oh…OH! Er…I'll help, too," Remus said, and Amber grinned at him.
"Yeah, I'm in," Peter said, getting up off the couch. They all waited for Amber to return, and once they did, they left the common room, leaving Sirius alone. In his fifth year, he had figured out something very important. The girls had male animals, right? So male animals had to be able to get up the stairs, right? Right.
Looking around the clearly empty common room, he transformed into Padfoot and ran up the stairs, until he got to the door marked Sixth Years. He nudged open the door with his nose and turned back into himself before anyone on the other side of the door could see the large black dog that had been outside the door.
He smiled as he entered the girls' dormitory. Basically the same layout and furniture, same scarlet carpet, same huge window with the same view over Hogwarts grounds, and yet…it was so different. He noticed the poster of Adriyana and himself kissing after the Quidditch game, he noticed the vases of roses that were STILL alive…he noticed Lily's lily was very prominently displayed…and of course, he noticed the smell…mostly the roses mixed with some girly perfume.
"…Siri?" Sirius noticed Adriyana sitting in her bed, surrounded by crumpled tissues, the bowl of soup sitting on her lap. Her eyes were tired, her face was pasty, and her hair hung lank around her face.
"Adriyana, are you all right?" Sirius asked. It was a pretty stupid question, actually. Of course, even though she looked like she was about to pass out, the weak smile she gave him still made his stomach do a flip. Maybe he was in love…
"I can honestly say I've been better…how'd you get in here?" she asked him, sniffling.
"Can't tell you, sorry…" Sirius said. Adriyana just shrugged and looked into her bowl of soup, scowling at it.
"What's wrong?" he asked, slowly stepping closer to her bed.
"Amber told me to eat this whole blasted bowl, but I already ate all the noodles and now all that's left is this oily broth crap…" she said, then she groaned and fell back against her pillows.
Sirius picked up the bowl of "oily broth crap"–which did look pretty unappetizing–and set it down on Adriyana's nightstand.
"What are you doing here, Siri? You should be hanging out with James, Remus, and Peter," she said, looking up at him before adding quietly, "not that I don't want you here."
He smiled at her. "I'm just here for you…after all it's my fault you're sick…and I didn't want to leave you here all alone," he said. She shivered and pulled the blankets on her bed up closer. Finally giving in, Sirius sat down on the bed. He knew Adriyana loved having someone close to her, and he knew he wanted to be that someone, so what was the problem?
He rested his head against the headboard and pulled out his wand, then muttered a spell that made steam start coming out of the tip. "Agie, here, breathe this in," he said, and she pulled herself closer to him, putting her face into the steam and breathing in deeply.
"Thanks so much…what would I do without you?"
"Well, I expect you'd have to hold your wand up by yourself," Sirius said, and she gave him a playful shove.
"That's not what I meant and you know it. This…thing we have, it's something…something…"
"Something real," he finished, and her eyes started sparkling again, like she had a secret. Only this time, he was in on it.
"Something real…" she repeated. Then she started coughing.
"Okay, Agie, you need sleep," he said regretfully, realizing a second too late that this was probably THE worst possible time he could have said that. He held his still-steaming wand closer to her face and put his arm around her, running his hand through her hair gently until her eyelids began to droop sleepily.
She yawned. "If you really want to, you could go, Siri. I mean, I'd rather you stay with me for a bit longer but I'm just going to fall asleep."
"I'm staying right here. Do you really think I'd leave my 'something real'?"
She smiled at him. "Too bad you'll get sick if I kiss you."
"You owe me when you get better."
"Consider it done," she said with a sniffle. Shortly after that, she fell into a deep sleep in Sirius' arms.
Melting snow with a jet of hot air from your wand was not as much fun as it sounded.
James prodded the snow dully with his wand. Normally, he would just set alight the nearest piece of wood or Slytherin, and that would get the job done much faster. However, everything was too moist for that, not to mention he was trying to be "Mature James" in front of Lily. Mature James did not make Slytherins spontaneously combust.
"So annoying…SHE gets him that thing, then makes this deal…now she's upstairs doing Merlin-knows-what while I freeze my arse off making ice melt." Lily walked by him, muttering darkly.
"Are you okay Lil-Evans?" James asked.
"Well, I suppose this could be worse," she said. HA! James thought. Never before has Lily associated "Could be worse" with any activity she's ever done in my presence!
"Potter?" she said, looking at him worriedly. Probably because he looked like a madman grinning so hard. He instantly froze up, though, when he heard his name escape her lips.
"Yeah?" he said, not knowing what to expect.
"You…can call me…Lily."
Behind them, Remus let out a gasp, somehow triggering an impulse in his wand that made a great deal of the snow explode out of the way.
"Merlin, Moony! WHY didn't you do that sooner? Would have saved me a great load of time!" Peter said, gasping loudly like Remus had and waving his wand about madly, expecting some explosion to occur. Instead, however, all the snow around him turned to slick, shiny ice.
James just stood there, his wand at his side.
"Lily…"
Unfortunately, James' wand was still spraying hot air, and he had been holding it against his thigh for some time now. "OW! BLOODY HELL!"
"What is it, Potter?"
"James…call me James," he said, gasping in pain. For something that melted snow so slowly, it sure did burn like hell.
"All right," she said, but she smiled nonetheless. "You know what will help that burn?"
"What?"
"A little….SNOW!" she yelled, pelting him with a snowball.
Wait a minute…was LILY EVANS just flirting with me? ME? James thought, as he threw a snowball back at Lily, then threw one at Remus.
Soon enough, all of them were launched into a full scale snowball fight, though Peter was having trouble, because he was still encapsulated in his icy hovel.
James managed to make a snowball the size of a Quaffle, and was about to throw it, when something much heavier hit him.
Wait…where'd my icy Quaffle go?...BLOODY HELL!...something's on top of me…MERLIN! IT'S…LILY! James thought, as Lily pinned him to the ground, shoving a great deal of snow in his face.
She stopped smashing snow into his face and just sat there, pinning his shoulders down and breathing heavily, her breath coming out in white puffs. "Lily?" he asked.
She seemed to notice that she was just randomly sitting on top of him at that point. "Bloody–" she said, jumping away from him and running full-tilt back to the castle.
"Merlin, Lily! If you looked up 'Idiot' in the dictionary, there'd be a picture of you there…" Lily muttered darkly, as she kept running through the halls and back to the Gryffindor common room. She glared angrily at her feet, ignoring Frank and Gideon, who asked her to play chess with them.
She got to the heavy oak door of her dormitory and pushed it open.
"Okay…that's disturbing," Lily said, as her eyes fell on Adriyana's bed, where she could see two people sleeping, one of which definitely shouldn't be there. She turned to run out of the room, but then, upon remembering the exciting world that awaited her down there, decided against it, and settled for sitting on the stairs and waiting for Sirius to leave.
She sighed and leaned against the wall...why couldn't she have someone that cared about her as much as Sirius cared about Adriyana?
Little did she know…she actually did.
A/N: Hooweee... more Jamesie & Lily fluffinesh...
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