Chapter 15
Snape, Fights, and a Twist
my grandma does remember me, so i have a blessing to count. but my home life is falling apart. but i must be cheerful, other wise how can i write a comedy. sry for dumping all my issues on my reviews...but rite now ur all i got. lots of luv to u all. R&R!!!
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Lily had had 9 cups of spiked punch. Dun, Dun, Dun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
James was sulking on the corner of the room, Lizy had left and Lily was dancing.
Lila and Remus were off in a corner talking, Kay and Ben were dancing.
Rach and Sirius were semi-fighting with each other. Meaning laughing, hitting, hitting on, yelling...the usual. Their relationship was hard to figure out, they would laugh together, try to out do each other, make innaproprite jokes, and fight. It was clear to everyone that Rach was like the girl version of Sirius and vise-versa, but Rach and Sirius never saw it that way. There friends teased each other about them getting together, but to Rach and Sirius it was all a joke. Neither one realised their friend were serious. (if you'll exuse the pun).
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Oh look now she's dancing with Snape. James thought.
Wait Snape? Well I guess even the great Slytherins couldn't resist a marauder party. James laughted to himself. But Snape? This had got to end.
James started walking over there wondering what to say, which was rather hard considering he had drunk 6 glasses of punch himself. How can Lily drink 9 glasses of spiked punch, I can barely do that and I'm an experienced drinker?
'Mind if I cut in?' James said but not really as a question, it was his party, if he wanted to dance with a girl, he would.
'Potter.' Snape sneered. 'What about your girlfriend, Lizy I believe?'
'Oh, she went back to her dorm.'
Which she had, but not because she was tired, like she had told James, but because she was meeting the guy she was cheating on James with. Dun, Dun, Dun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Snape stepped a side. 'Enjoy dancing with…hold on I didn't catch your name.'
Lily giggled, 'Its Lily.'
'Wait a minute, there's only one Lily in our year.' He turned to James.
'She a sixth year?' Snape asked, James shook his head.
'Fifth?'
'Nope.' Said James enjoying Snape's response to his answers. 'Seventh.'
Snape stared. 'This is Lily Evans?'
'Yep!' James said happily enjoying what he thought was Snape's disgust.
'She's hot.' Snape said with a smile and walked away, knowing James was freaked out and in shock.
James just stared.
Lily slapped James. 'You're scaring away the guys I want to dance with.'
'Uh Lily, you know who that was right?'
'Well I would have if you hadn't scared him away.' She exclaimed slapping him again.
'Ow. Lily, you hate that guy, he hates you. Why the hell are you dancing together.'
She slapped him. Again.
'What the hell do you think your doing?' James questioned. 'And don't slap me.' He added.
'Having fun! Now go away you fucking kill-joy.' She kicked him in the balls and started to walk off.
He crumpled to the floor in pain. She was wearing very spiky high heals.
He grabbed her arm as she walked away and pulled her into a side room.
'Lily, what the hell do you think you're doing? You are way to drunk. What have you had 7 glasses of Sirius's punch? You know what don't even bother answering that, you probably lost track after your 4th glass.' James scolded her. And yes he scolded.
'Ok first of all,' Lily cried back with hatred, 'I lost track after my 8th glass. And 2nd of all, who do you think you are telling me what to do?'
'Who do I think I am? Who do you think you are? As far as I, or any of your other friends for that matter, know, you've never had more than a glass on wine before.'
'Other friends? Who said anything about you beign one of my friends.' Lily yelled.
'What are you talking about Lily? We have been getting along great this year.'
'You call this great?!'
'Okay not great, but better.'
Lily laughed, and swayed a bit, the punch was getting to her.
James grabbed her arm to help steady her.
She pushed him off and yelled, 'What the hell do you think your doing.'
'I'm trying to help you.'
'Since when do you ever help me.'
'Lily I want to be you friend. Right now your completely drunk. You need to get back to your room.'
'NO. Your not my friend, and your certinly not my parents, so who do you think you are telling me what to do?!' Lily yelled at him.
James was loosing his temper, he was angry. Why the hell can't she just admit she's doing this for attention or something and move back to being a know-it-all. What is she trying to prove. All I've done is try to be nice to herand help her, and she's yelling at me and insulting me. James thought.
'I'm sure you parents wouldn't be to proud of you right now, drunk and dancing with random guys.' James yelled back.
James had gone a step to far with this. He didn't know about her parents, how could he. But Lily didn't care about that, all she cared about was that he had just insluted her and brought up her dead parents.
'I am not a bookworm you prat, you egostatic, womanizing, bastard. You tog-rag.' she screeched.
'Fine you know what, go ahead, do somthing you'll regret tomorrow. Party, drink more form all I care. But atleast stop pretending to be something your not. Your not a party girl, your a bookworm.' He yelled, he had enough, he didn't understand what he had done to casue her to be so cruel and mean.
Then the all-out, insult throwing fight started.
They yelled and screamed, accusing each other of things and insulting one and other.
They continued yelling, questioning and coming up with excuses for their actions for another 10 minutes. Lily insisting it was none of James's business and that he was a pig-headed bastard toe-rag.
And James insisting Lily was being crazy, was to drunk to realize what she was saying, was trying to prove a silly point, and was an uptight, know-it-all, prissy, goody-two-shoes.
Well what happened next is a little fuzzy in both their minds.
By now Lily had drunk about 12 glasses of punch and James had drunk about 8. However, James could drink about 16 without passing out, and I'm still trying to figure out how Lily managed to drink that much her first time drunk without throwing up or passing out, yet.
Anyway, after 10 minutes of screaming and fighting, some how the two of them ended up leaning towards each other and kissing.
Cliffy...mwahh-ha-ha (evil laugh) i was so happy wen i got like 15 reviews on chap 13...granted alteast 4 were from my friends, but i only got 11 this chapy...a bunch were form my friends...so this is wat u get. A cliffy. It's action-packed chapter, and 1200 words is not short. try riting a story...not easy to rite. so R&R!!! ur friend the dyslexic bookworm --- sarah