James: Absolutely no one-
Sirius: -but ourselves.
Me *sighs*: Listen, I KNOW you don't believe in this J.K. Rowling person-
Lily: Hmmm…may be that is because we've never heard of her and she has no claim on us.
Me: Are you trying to get me kicked off fanfic.net?!
Sirius: Hmmm…
Me: Ahhh!!! Just- just- fine! Oh, fine! You belong to yourselves. Now go away.
Remus: She's so mean to us!
Me *mumbles*
A/N: HOLY CRAP were there a lot of reviews. I am- whoa! I am totally overwhelmed! You guys are so cool that I'm frozen. Gee, that wasn't very funny…excuse my sense of humor-
Sirius: Or lack there of…
Me: Wanna make something of it?!
Sirius: Hmph! You made my date walk off on me!
Me *laughs evilly*
Sirius: Oh, dear. She's doing the evil laugh thingie again.
Dara: that is never good.
Boys Will Be Boys
By Mrs Grim
Chapter Ten
Why Lily is called the Ice Queen
Daily Prophet
Hogwarts dance a sprawling good time, Sweethearts prize awarded
The Dance at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was an astounding success. "I hope," said headmaster Albus Dumbledore. "That this will become a tradition here." The students couldn't agree more. They were more than happy to talk to reporters before the ball. There was much speculation as to who would claim the much coveted title of Sweethearts of the Ball. "Of course it will be Slytherins," Lucius Malfoy, a Slytherin Sixth year commented. "We're the best." Others disagreed, however and it would be useless to relay all of the comments since there were so many. Everyone was SURE that his or her house would win and were looking forward to CONTINUED Pg. 7B
Pg, 7B- Meet the Sweethearts
Dara's eyes were fixed, not on the absurd article, but on the picture that was plastered beside it. A huge, blown-up picture of- of- Oh, Lord! Lily was going to go spare! She was going to faint or- or scream or maybe throw herself off of the tower. Dara hid the paper behind her back as she heard footsteps approaching. The sofa she sat on in the Gryfindor common room was an ideal place to stash the paper. Lily wouldn't see it, she couldn't-
The feet belonged to Sirius. He looked so nervous that she almost forgot her troubles and laughed out loud.
"Dara, I wanted to say that-" he started earnestly.
"It's okay! I need your help right now, so forget about last night," she spouted out, not even looking at him.
"No, really," he said bravely. "I should never have said-"
"Look, Sirius," she said through clenched teeth, "I understand. Just- not now! I forgive you! Okay?"
Sirius, who had had so much trouble even attempting to apologize decided that he'd be damned if he wasn't going to do it correctly now.
"Listen, what I said was not right and I-" he broke off, realizing that she wasn't listening, "Bloody hell!" he yelled, grasping her shoulders. "If I am going to do this I am going to do this RIGHT!"
"You," she interrupted. "Can do this 'right' later because I am trying to tell you-"
"I am meaning to say that-"
"You-"
"You-"
Exasperated, Dara reached out and planted her lips firmly on his. It got him to stop talking at least and it wasn't the least enjoyable experience of her life. However, she felt obliged to break away before she forgot what she was going to tell him.
He seemed, for once, at a loss for words. He looked quite cute and almost innocent (ha!) standing there. She didn't mean to laugh; it just came out.
He immediately frowned, "Are you laughing at me?!" he demanded.
"N-no! Oh, yes! Yes, I am! I-"
"Flirting with the enemy, Peters?" a frigid voice asked. Dara whirled to see her best friend looking at her as never before. Lily's face was as hard and cold as Snape's was and her arms were folded defiantly.
"I was just talking-"
Lily scoffed, "I see where your loyalties lie, Peters. I'm only sorry I didn't realize before." With that, she turned on her heel and went up the stairs to her room.
Dara blinked and felt suddenly ill. What was wrong with Lily?! Lily had NEVER called her Peters! It felt so wrong to hear her say that. Dara sank into the couch again and tried not to cry.
Sirius, who had never and probably would never know what to do with weeping females, patted his pockets for a tissue and then gave up and conjured one.
"I'm, not going to cry!" she snapped when he handed it to her. "I just…Oh! What a bloody mess! WHAT are we going to do?!"
"Well," Sirius replied, "I'm sure that she'll get over it! Besides-"
She pulled out the paper and whipped in front of his face, "Look at this! Look! LOOK!"
Sirius was looking and he felt the bottom drop out of his stomach. Oh, that was not good.
~~*~~
James awoke and he immediately thought he must have a hangover. The way his head was pounding was not natural he was sure. However, though he had little memory of what had transpired after Lily had-er-expressed her feelings about him, he very much doubted that he had gone on a drinking binge.
The sunlight that floated onto his face was a federal offense in his opinion. The last thing he needed was the reminder that ANYTHING was bright and shiny and insufferably happy. He prepared to roll over and bury his head into the bed for the rest of the year, but a sound caught his ears.
"…and it was the absolute FUNNEST night ever! Even though I didn't have a date, I think I got off better than you guys."
James opened one eye to glare at Peter who was blabbing about last night. Last night, he scoffed, was the closest I'll ever get to hell. I hope, he added reverently. He then repeated his comments out loud. Peter laughed.
"James, we all know about your unfortunate incident! But, really-"
Remus, who was much more perceptive than Peter, realized James' mood and was able to grab a hold of him before he got to Peter's throat. Peter let out a squeak and bolted from the room.
Remus sighed and eyed James.
"You like her, don't you? A lot."
~~*~~
"How in the devil are we going to keep this quiet?" Dara demanded. "It can't be done!" She let her head drop to the table with a thud.
Sirius tried to think of something to say, but found that she was right. If Lily was upset now, she would be raving mad when she saw the paper.
"Maybe she won't see it at all," Dara said lamely. Perhaps…perhaps she won't hear about it…" She stopped since it was quite unlikely that that would happen.
"If she doesn't see it herself, she'll certainly hear it being discussed."
"Laughed at, you mean," Dara said with a strange grin. "Y'know, she really meant what she said to me. She wasn't just mad. I saw it in her eyes…" Her voice trailed off and she tried to find a way out of the situation. There was always a way out…wasn't there?
A/N: Lord, I cannot write or think anymore. I am supposed to be doing Physics and practicing clarinet and a lot of other things. I felt SOOOOOOOOOO guilty about my slowness. I KNOW that this is short! I am sorry, but there will most likely be no more for a while. Exams will come and the teachers are piling on the end-of-the-year-ton-of-work. I'll try, though.
I am sorry I cannot thank you all personally! I just have no freaking time! Prom intruded (but it was a welcome obstacle) and my Grandma's funeral took up a few days too.
Hehe, I still haven't told you what the pic is and who won... oopsie! You might be able to guess one of them...
So THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!
Review!
Mrs Grim