Parts of a whole
by shana
chapter 3.
POV: James
I woke up early: 6:30-ish, I was thinking. I had the feeling that somebody was watching my, but my curtains were closed. You know how you can feel that sometimes? I rubbed his eyes and yawned, making a big show of waking up in case anyone was watching me. I got out of my bed, my glow-in-the-dark boxers glowing dimly [ha ha, very funny]. Then I walked into the small bathroom and looked at myself.
That was about when I screamed. He looked awful! My usually black hair was not black, and it wasn't in its normal mess. It was neon pink and and combed. What kind of sicko would comb my hair? Familiar handwriting in lipstick written diagonally on the mirror explained everything.
aint it cute? thank sirius 4 teaching me. lotsa luv — ur best bud
I tried my hardest not to scream my head off. I loved my hair, and it was—it was pink, thanks to a Miss Lily Evans! I ran out of the bathroom and to my nightstand, to where my wand was. I muttered the color changing curse, substituting black. Nothing happened. I still had—yuck—pink hair.
I rushed over to Sirius' trunk, looking for shoe polish or something to discolor the pink. Nothing. I then ran over to Remus' trunk. Nothing again. Why couldn't people help me out here? I was hit by a revalation: Peter. He was always making sure his shoes were perfect. Couldn't let his mum find out he wasn't keeping up his normal nerdy look [that or his, ugh, crush]. I went over to the trunk and saw the polish sitting on top of it, next to Peter's shoes. I grinned evilly and went to the bathroom. And after that, I took a field trip to the girl's dormitory.
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Lily woke up quite proud of herself. She had gotten James back, almost. There were still many, many things she had to do to him. She put her hand through her hair, but it felt very wrong. It was kind of sticky and oily, and her hand had turned black. She went to the bathroom and shrieked when she saw her reflection. Her red hair was black, and the ivory skin on her face was black, too.
"Prepare to cease living, James Potter." She started scrubbing, caught up in the anger and forgetting that she was a witch.
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At breakfast that morning Lily looked dreadful. She had tried to wash all the gunk off her face and hair. But it was impossible. The wonder of shoe polish. She still had black shoe polish all through out her hair, with a few auburn streaks showing through it. She must have scrubbed and scrubbed, but all she had got out of it was black smears all over her face. And she looked sick.
I knew that I looked perfectly normal, except it looked like I used grease or something in my hair. Lily glared at me as she sat next to me, that being the only empty seat.
"Hi Lily. You sleep good?" I asked casually.
"Oh I'm just peachy. How 'bout you?" She replied bitterly, still glaring.
"I'm great. I'm sorry to break this to you, but you look awful." My face must have looked innocent enough, but my eyes were laughing out loud. Lily's eyebrows shot up.
"Really? I didn't know that. It looked okay to me."
I looked at my food as I helped myself and replied. "Yeah, I mean, yesterday you looked okay, for a girl. Now you look like something out of the bog in the Forbidden Forest."
Lily pressed her lips together and her hand went into her pocket. Subtle, I guess. I could practically hear her thinking: 'I am not going to kill him in front of witnesses. I am not going to kill him in front of witnesses. I am not going to kill him in front of witnesses. I am not—'
I shouted. "ARGH!!!!"
My eyes went big and I stood up. I couldn't help it, it was just sort of happening.
"Um...I think I better go chat with Sirius," Lily said. "Sirius, buddy, how are ya?"
She stood up to leave, but I grabbed her cloak and pulled her back down.
"Idiot!" she said. She took a breath. I just waited for the reply; girls usually didn't contradict me. "I do not know what your problem is, James Potter, but you have definite people problems. You have no idea what you put half the people here at Hogwarts through. They're so frightened to make you mad, they won't even sneeze in front of you."
I tried not to laugh, even though I was floating towards the ceiling, listening to an eleven-year-old lecture me, and people were staring at me. "And how exactly would you know this? You've been here for," I glanced at my watch, "eighteen hours."
Lily clenched and unclenched her hands. "Can you just keep your comments to yourself for five seconds?"
I thought for a moment. "I dunno. I've never tried." I glanced up and noticed that I was about three meters from the ceiling. I looked back at the staff table and saw Dumbledore running towards me.
I could tell Lily was just amused as I was. Wait—scratch that. She was three times as amused as I was. I was having some fun.
"Well, maybe you should. I'd like to see you try."
I looked at her. "You're on. Right—about—now." One one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand, four one-thou—
"Frinjerila!" Dumbledore shouted, directly below me. She was standing on a table.
I froze. Totally froze. I was just hanging in midair like that, about to hit the ceiling.
The entire hall was silent, except Lily and Sirius. They were laughing hysterically.
Lily stopped. "I believe that is an excellent freezing spell, Professor Dumbledore. But I'm not entirely sure about how it happened though. Either way, I think Sirius did it."
Sirius let his mouth drop. "I did not! Not like last year." Too true; I knew who I thought had done it today, and last year.
Remus nodded. "I have to agree with him, Professor. He has only lifted his fork. What else during mealtime?"
Lily looked confused. Fake-confused. "Must have been you then Remus."
"Lily! Stop blaming people," I shouted in my mind. Dumbledore said it out loud, adding, "and jumping to conclusions."
"I don't mean to bother anybody, but could I get down now?" Oops, thought-speak again. I felt someone at my feet; girls were trying to pull me down. Oh great.
Lily noticed me and tried not to laugh. "Professor, I personally think we should leave him there. Only make his head bigger and shrink his body." She grinned, I glared (but nothing happened). "That's the way he is you know. A big headed idiot." Realizing what she said to whom, Lily covered her mouth with her hand and genuinely blushed. "Er...sorry about that."
Andrea broke in. "She really is Professor, she's just upset because James put shoe polish in her hair and face. That's why she looks horrible."
Dumbledore smiled, and her brown eyes glowed warmly. Girl stuff. "You know Lily, I think your temper is the issue, and I also think it's your fault that James is up there, with girls pulling off his shoes trying to get him down."
"Really?" She said pleased and then tried frowning. "Um...I don't think I could have done that."
"Don't worry too much about it. I'll just get him down, take him to see Madam Pomfrey, and then give you your first detention."
Lily looked somewhat shocked. I laughed, inwardly of course. "But I only shot him up towards the ceiling! I really wanted to kill him, but he knew that. But it was also Andrea's idea so she can come with me!"
Andrea glared at her. "Yeah, all my idea," she muttered. I realized that Andrea had done nothing. Damn, I'm slow.
Dumbledore smiled again. "You'll both just have it then."
Lily smiled, detention by herself would be boring, but with Andrea they could think up lots of horrible things to do to me. Oh great, not a great idea. Now I have to get detention today.
"And I'll make sure that Mr. Potter is with you, for what he did to you this morning." Well, Dumbledore made it easy enough.
Lily's smile faded. "Oh no! You don't have to do that. I mean, it was just a little prank." She put out her fingers so they were almost touching, just a few millimeters away. "Just a little teeny, weeny prank."
Sirius laughed. "Not compared to what Lily did to him. She turned his hair pink!"
Lily turned to him. "Sirius, you are not making this any better."
He grinned. "Not making it any worse though, am I?" I have to tell you, if I was down there I'd be howling, even given the fact that I had just gotten another detention.
Lily looked back at Dumbledore, "I did turn his hair pink. But Sirius told me how, so therefore he should also have detention. And Remus too for that matter." I just realized what she was doing. She was reverse psychology-ing Dumbledore into giving all of us detention.
"Why? What did I do?" Remus asked shocked.
Lily looked him up and down. "I'm not sure yet. But I'll think of something."
Sirius pulled out a little notebook from his robe and turned to a page near the back and mad a mark. "Only eight-thousand, three-hundred forty five to go," he said.
"Eight what?" Lily asked confused.
"Eight-three-four-five: how many detentions I need until I'm expelled." He turned to Dumbledore and added, "I really didn't want to follow in my father's footsteps, but he made me do it." Sirius, I thought, you are such a bad liar.
Dumbledore nodded. "I'm sure he did, Mr. Black. And, I am pleased to say that your arithmetic is correct, but your idea a little off. Your father did not get expelled; he ran away on graduation night, so technically he graduated and everything. And speaking of getting expelled, you all better go to your classes, before you're late. I'll take care of Mr. Potter."
I was grateful that she actually remembered me.
Lily grabbed her schedule and books. "Don't worry about Potter, he's easy to forget." She ran out of the Great Hall, giving me a small wave.
I swear, if I didn't hate the girl, I'd be going out with her.
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A/N a/n A/N a/n: Well, my 1st fic with a 2 pov plot. did u get the top, where it says 'POV: I, me=James'? that means jp is in the 1st person pov, and the section between is in 3rd person omniprescent or however u spell it. [a/n addition] that system died so you should see the new system up.
ha ha, i changed my PenName to shana!. i think i did. hopefully it will work. and it wont confuse u all. and if u type shana in the search bar hopefully i'll show up. let's find out now... well, not rite now cuz i'm not online. [a/n addition] i didnt.
do u get the title? L/J=2 parts of a whole:Lily divided by James equals two parts of a whole. like they r against each other/are divided. get it now? ok, i'm explaining too much. [a/n addition] that is not the title anymore.
R/R please please please! Heraclas, Davita, Dee-vine, Harry'sLostSister, lumos & nox, Dorthey Star? any of you? my faithful reviews who i think reviewed all the chapters of all my stories. htg @ least.
i dont think i need a disclaimer. if u think i do, click the terri stories by me or something.
well, i hope the actual chapter part of this is long enuf 4 u all. :) longer than others, like Lily., that's 4 sure. send ?s to conshallow@hotmail.com, add me 2 ur MSN contact list, or AIM me at im2crazygirl , ok?
by shana
chapter 3.
POV: James
I woke up early: 6:30-ish, I was thinking. I had the feeling that somebody was watching my, but my curtains were closed. You know how you can feel that sometimes? I rubbed his eyes and yawned, making a big show of waking up in case anyone was watching me. I got out of my bed, my glow-in-the-dark boxers glowing dimly [ha ha, very funny]. Then I walked into the small bathroom and looked at myself.
That was about when I screamed. He looked awful! My usually black hair was not black, and it wasn't in its normal mess. It was neon pink and and combed. What kind of sicko would comb my hair? Familiar handwriting in lipstick written diagonally on the mirror explained everything.
aint it cute? thank sirius 4 teaching me. lotsa luv — ur best bud
I tried my hardest not to scream my head off. I loved my hair, and it was—it was pink, thanks to a Miss Lily Evans! I ran out of the bathroom and to my nightstand, to where my wand was. I muttered the color changing curse, substituting black. Nothing happened. I still had—yuck—pink hair.
I rushed over to Sirius' trunk, looking for shoe polish or something to discolor the pink. Nothing. I then ran over to Remus' trunk. Nothing again. Why couldn't people help me out here? I was hit by a revalation: Peter. He was always making sure his shoes were perfect. Couldn't let his mum find out he wasn't keeping up his normal nerdy look [that or his, ugh, crush]. I went over to the trunk and saw the polish sitting on top of it, next to Peter's shoes. I grinned evilly and went to the bathroom. And after that, I took a field trip to the girl's dormitory.
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Lily woke up quite proud of herself. She had gotten James back, almost. There were still many, many things she had to do to him. She put her hand through her hair, but it felt very wrong. It was kind of sticky and oily, and her hand had turned black. She went to the bathroom and shrieked when she saw her reflection. Her red hair was black, and the ivory skin on her face was black, too.
"Prepare to cease living, James Potter." She started scrubbing, caught up in the anger and forgetting that she was a witch.
**********
At breakfast that morning Lily looked dreadful. She had tried to wash all the gunk off her face and hair. But it was impossible. The wonder of shoe polish. She still had black shoe polish all through out her hair, with a few auburn streaks showing through it. She must have scrubbed and scrubbed, but all she had got out of it was black smears all over her face. And she looked sick.
I knew that I looked perfectly normal, except it looked like I used grease or something in my hair. Lily glared at me as she sat next to me, that being the only empty seat.
"Hi Lily. You sleep good?" I asked casually.
"Oh I'm just peachy. How 'bout you?" She replied bitterly, still glaring.
"I'm great. I'm sorry to break this to you, but you look awful." My face must have looked innocent enough, but my eyes were laughing out loud. Lily's eyebrows shot up.
"Really? I didn't know that. It looked okay to me."
I looked at my food as I helped myself and replied. "Yeah, I mean, yesterday you looked okay, for a girl. Now you look like something out of the bog in the Forbidden Forest."
Lily pressed her lips together and her hand went into her pocket. Subtle, I guess. I could practically hear her thinking: 'I am not going to kill him in front of witnesses. I am not going to kill him in front of witnesses. I am not going to kill him in front of witnesses. I am not—'
I shouted. "ARGH!!!!"
My eyes went big and I stood up. I couldn't help it, it was just sort of happening.
"Um...I think I better go chat with Sirius," Lily said. "Sirius, buddy, how are ya?"
She stood up to leave, but I grabbed her cloak and pulled her back down.
"Idiot!" she said. She took a breath. I just waited for the reply; girls usually didn't contradict me. "I do not know what your problem is, James Potter, but you have definite people problems. You have no idea what you put half the people here at Hogwarts through. They're so frightened to make you mad, they won't even sneeze in front of you."
I tried not to laugh, even though I was floating towards the ceiling, listening to an eleven-year-old lecture me, and people were staring at me. "And how exactly would you know this? You've been here for," I glanced at my watch, "eighteen hours."
Lily clenched and unclenched her hands. "Can you just keep your comments to yourself for five seconds?"
I thought for a moment. "I dunno. I've never tried." I glanced up and noticed that I was about three meters from the ceiling. I looked back at the staff table and saw Dumbledore running towards me.
I could tell Lily was just amused as I was. Wait—scratch that. She was three times as amused as I was. I was having some fun.
"Well, maybe you should. I'd like to see you try."
I looked at her. "You're on. Right—about—now." One one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand, four one-thou—
"Frinjerila!" Dumbledore shouted, directly below me. She was standing on a table.
I froze. Totally froze. I was just hanging in midair like that, about to hit the ceiling.
The entire hall was silent, except Lily and Sirius. They were laughing hysterically.
Lily stopped. "I believe that is an excellent freezing spell, Professor Dumbledore. But I'm not entirely sure about how it happened though. Either way, I think Sirius did it."
Sirius let his mouth drop. "I did not! Not like last year." Too true; I knew who I thought had done it today, and last year.
Remus nodded. "I have to agree with him, Professor. He has only lifted his fork. What else during mealtime?"
Lily looked confused. Fake-confused. "Must have been you then Remus."
"Lily! Stop blaming people," I shouted in my mind. Dumbledore said it out loud, adding, "and jumping to conclusions."
"I don't mean to bother anybody, but could I get down now?" Oops, thought-speak again. I felt someone at my feet; girls were trying to pull me down. Oh great.
Lily noticed me and tried not to laugh. "Professor, I personally think we should leave him there. Only make his head bigger and shrink his body." She grinned, I glared (but nothing happened). "That's the way he is you know. A big headed idiot." Realizing what she said to whom, Lily covered her mouth with her hand and genuinely blushed. "Er...sorry about that."
Andrea broke in. "She really is Professor, she's just upset because James put shoe polish in her hair and face. That's why she looks horrible."
Dumbledore smiled, and her brown eyes glowed warmly. Girl stuff. "You know Lily, I think your temper is the issue, and I also think it's your fault that James is up there, with girls pulling off his shoes trying to get him down."
"Really?" She said pleased and then tried frowning. "Um...I don't think I could have done that."
"Don't worry too much about it. I'll just get him down, take him to see Madam Pomfrey, and then give you your first detention."
Lily looked somewhat shocked. I laughed, inwardly of course. "But I only shot him up towards the ceiling! I really wanted to kill him, but he knew that. But it was also Andrea's idea so she can come with me!"
Andrea glared at her. "Yeah, all my idea," she muttered. I realized that Andrea had done nothing. Damn, I'm slow.
Dumbledore smiled again. "You'll both just have it then."
Lily smiled, detention by herself would be boring, but with Andrea they could think up lots of horrible things to do to me. Oh great, not a great idea. Now I have to get detention today.
"And I'll make sure that Mr. Potter is with you, for what he did to you this morning." Well, Dumbledore made it easy enough.
Lily's smile faded. "Oh no! You don't have to do that. I mean, it was just a little prank." She put out her fingers so they were almost touching, just a few millimeters away. "Just a little teeny, weeny prank."
Sirius laughed. "Not compared to what Lily did to him. She turned his hair pink!"
Lily turned to him. "Sirius, you are not making this any better."
He grinned. "Not making it any worse though, am I?" I have to tell you, if I was down there I'd be howling, even given the fact that I had just gotten another detention.
Lily looked back at Dumbledore, "I did turn his hair pink. But Sirius told me how, so therefore he should also have detention. And Remus too for that matter." I just realized what she was doing. She was reverse psychology-ing Dumbledore into giving all of us detention.
"Why? What did I do?" Remus asked shocked.
Lily looked him up and down. "I'm not sure yet. But I'll think of something."
Sirius pulled out a little notebook from his robe and turned to a page near the back and mad a mark. "Only eight-thousand, three-hundred forty five to go," he said.
"Eight what?" Lily asked confused.
"Eight-three-four-five: how many detentions I need until I'm expelled." He turned to Dumbledore and added, "I really didn't want to follow in my father's footsteps, but he made me do it." Sirius, I thought, you are such a bad liar.
Dumbledore nodded. "I'm sure he did, Mr. Black. And, I am pleased to say that your arithmetic is correct, but your idea a little off. Your father did not get expelled; he ran away on graduation night, so technically he graduated and everything. And speaking of getting expelled, you all better go to your classes, before you're late. I'll take care of Mr. Potter."
I was grateful that she actually remembered me.
Lily grabbed her schedule and books. "Don't worry about Potter, he's easy to forget." She ran out of the Great Hall, giving me a small wave.
I swear, if I didn't hate the girl, I'd be going out with her.
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A/N a/n A/N a/n: Well, my 1st fic with a 2 pov plot. did u get the top, where it says 'POV: I, me=James'? that means jp is in the 1st person pov, and the section between is in 3rd person omniprescent or however u spell it. [a/n addition] that system died so you should see the new system up.
ha ha, i changed my PenName to shana!. i think i did. hopefully it will work. and it wont confuse u all. and if u type shana in the search bar hopefully i'll show up. let's find out now... well, not rite now cuz i'm not online. [a/n addition] i didnt.
do u get the title? L/J=2 parts of a whole:Lily divided by James equals two parts of a whole. like they r against each other/are divided. get it now? ok, i'm explaining too much. [a/n addition] that is not the title anymore.
R/R please please please! Heraclas, Davita, Dee-vine, Harry'sLostSister, lumos & nox, Dorthey Star? any of you? my faithful reviews who i think reviewed all the chapters of all my stories. htg @ least.
i dont think i need a disclaimer. if u think i do, click the terri stories by me or something.
well, i hope the actual chapter part of this is long enuf 4 u all. :) longer than others, like Lily., that's 4 sure. send ?s to conshallow@hotmail.com, add me 2 ur MSN contact list, or AIM me at im2crazygirl , ok?