Title: Need an umbrella, Evans?

Theme: Under the Rain

Year: 6th


Stupid rain. Stupid, stupid, stupid rain. Why did spring, her favorite time of the year, have to have rain? Why couldn't that be only march, the Month of Potter's birthday.

Lily was running through the courtyard, to Hagrid's cabin, seeing as she wanted to visit him and check up on her cat.

This is probably all because I slapped James across the face today, Lily continued, thinking to herself as she ran under an awning to get out of the rain. The heavens jsut had to notice I was being mean to him, and decided to change the weather just to punish me. Stupid weather, James probably told them to do this.

At that point, Lily wasn't even sure what she was talking about, she just needed something to be angry at, and James was usually the best person to get angry at.

"Need an umbrella, Evans?", A voice said, and she knew right away it was him.

She turned around to see him holding an opened black umbrella with snitches on the top. Typical. She really wanted to glare at him and continue walking/running, but he had an umbrella.

"Yes." She admitted, grudgingly. It wouldn't hurt to let him help her sometimes. He would do it for her automatically, anyway.

He grinned, and sprinted over to where she stood under a tree. Covering both him and Lily, they walked down the field. She was pleased to see that she would no longer be getting soaked.

"So where you going?" He asked, innocently, as the silence stretched on.

"Potter, I don't really have time for this." Lily said, ignoring his small talk.

"Obviously you have all the time in the world, seeing as I'm the one with the umbrella."

Stupid Potter, bribing her with protection. She weighed her options, but knew she didn't want to get herself wet much more.

"I'm going to Hagrid's. I need to borrow something and I just felt like paying him a visit." She paused for a moment, looking at his grin. "Why are you out here?"

He shrugged. Trust Potter to not answer with words.

They continued in silence for awhile, coming closer to Hagrid's when James finally said, "How's your life?"

Arguing would be futile, so instead, Lily said, "Terrible. My father had another heart attack, and I doubt Petunia will ever want to be my friend again. Plus, my grades in transfiguration are slipping, and I don't want to fail that stupid class and-"

"Shh." He said, putting a finger on her lips. She hadn't even noticed that she was crying. The rain had confused her. "Everything will be fine. You're Lily Evans, you'll get through this. If you ever need someone to talk to, come to me. I'm always here."

In his eyes, Lily could see a rare time when James was actually being nice, human even. He was looking at her with a smile, and she felt she could smile back.

"Well," He said, nodding his head, "Looks like this is your stop."

They were standing in front of Hagrid's, but Lily didn't want to go inside. She didn't want this moment with James to end, under the rain.

She looked him hard in the eyes, and kissed him on the cheek, whispering, "Thanks James."

Right then, the sun brightened, and the clouds drifted away, the rain disappearing.

Stupid rain gods.


SCORE.