"I swear to God if I have to spend 1 more hour with James Potter I will drop dead," predicted Lily, as she walked to an Auror class with Arabella.
"At least you're not in the same cabin as Sirius "Immature" Black," grumbled Arabella, while rolling her eyes dramatically. "He is such a child. Honestly, I don't know why I ever liked him." Lily stared at her.
"You mean you don't like him anymore?" she asked, disbelievingly. Arabella looked at her, slightly sulkily.
"Ok, ok I do but still," she answered. "It's the principle of the thing." Lily nodded and popped the last piece of her toast into her mouth.
"So are you still as madly and hopelessly in love with "Josh" as you were before?" Lily cocked her head and Arabella made a face at her. She thought it over.
"I guess," she said, un-enthusiastically.
"Well you don't sound too happy," remarked Lily, staring ahead of her as she walked.
"Yea well he's just so possessive and jealous. Jeez, it took him two whole days to even begin to get over that I was paired up with Sirius." She played with her hands, eyes downcast, as she spoke. Lily glanced at Arabella and nodded. "But then he couldn't understand why I was being so quiet just because he was paired up with Hope." She spat her name and made a face.
Hope Parker was probably the most wanted girl's in Hogwarts. She was the exact image of a stereotypical angel: long blond waves, deep blue eyes, creamy, spotless, skin and the perfect body, from slender hips to long, shapely legs. She always got her boy with her carefree, hard-to-get attitude. She could even make someone like Lily or Arabella (who were extremely pretty in their own ways) look dull and tasteless. There wasn't a single boy that walked the corridors of Hogwarts who didn't fancy the pants off her, even it was for her looks only, and likewise there wasn't a girl who walked the corridors of Hogwarts who didn't despise of her, mainly because of her looks.
"I wouldn't be too worried about Hope," Lily scoffed. She pointed to the tall skinny blonde, who was standing, shivering, outside the cabin in which their class would be held, her arm around James Potter's waist, who responded by wrapping his left arm around her dainty shoulders. Both wore self-satisfied smirks and Lily was desperately ignoring the tiny stabs of jealousy searing through her body.
"It really was only a matter of time before they ended up together," Arabella scoffed, throwing her head into the air and tutting. She didn't even seem to notice that Lily's, already pale, face had gone even whiter.
"Yea," Lily answered, forcing a laugh. "The two of them are little sluts," she said, viciously.
"Yea," Arabella agreed, but not after giving Lily a strange look, nodding her head, ever so slightly. "You're right." The stabs had disappeared but Lily could still feel them although she brutally wanted to forget about them.
"No," said Lily shortly.
"Lily," wheedled James. "Please?" His puppy dog eyes appeared on his, already cute, face.
"No," said Lily, in an "end of subject" tone. James figured it would be best to leave her alone, although it didn't stop him from flinging himself on an armchair, a pout taking over his face. Lily looked at him, and smiled wickedly before changing it to her smile used to charm people. "I won't make you something to eat," she added, emphasizing the eye. "But maybe Hope will," she said, knowing, as everyone did, that Hope was, untrue to her name, hopeless at cooking. For God's sake the girl was worse than James and that was saying an awful lot.
"Not funny," James said, frowning. "But that reminds me I'd better go visit her." The last part was more to himself that to Lily but she ignored him never the less. He was gone in a whiff of that cologne he always wore and a slam of the door. Lily winced and slowly got up to make something to eat for herself. What was happening to her? Surely she wasn't attracted to James? The thought horrified her out of her wits and before she had even started to make her dinner her appetite had disappeared and she grabbed a jacket and flew out the door towards Arabella's cabin.
"There's no way I'm staying at my cabin," Lily announced when Arabella opened the door. "Please can I swap with you, Bella?" she pleaded. "There's no way I can stay with James." Arabella ushered her into the empty cabin.
"No," she said, once they were inside. "I hate James just as much as you do," Arabella claimed.
"Yea," said Lily. "But Bella, he's having the strangest effect on me."
"Lily," said Arabella. "I'm sure you can live with him for another week and a half."
"No," said Lily, eyes wide with horror. "That's the thing, I can't."
"Lily, don't talk rubbish," Arabella, said. "I'm not swapping cabins with you. Lily looked at her in despair. "But you can crash here tonight if you want. The atmosphere here is about a thousand degrees lower than is natural," she said, rolling her eyes, expressively. Lily hugged her best friend, almost crying with relief.
"Thank you so much," she said.
"No problem," replied Arabella, barely noticing her tone of voice, seeing as she was about a million light years away.
And so Lily stayed with Arabella and Sirius that night . . . and the night after. Arabella was right she realized. The atmosphere was so chilly that their cabin could have passed for Iceland.
"I guess I'd better go back to my own cabin," Lily said, reluctantly. Arabella smiled grimly.
"It's got to be better than our one," she said. Lily laughed.
"I guess," she answered, shrugging. Lily had practically forgotten about her feelings for James and had decided that he was the same ugly, two faced, annoying idiot who couldn't treat girls right, as he had always had been. Lily strolled back to her cabin with Arabella and Leah for company. She pushed open the door to find James and Hope facing each other, furious looks on both of their faces. Hope was expressing a point but stopped momentarily at the sight of Lily, Arabella and Leah.
"Don't let us interrupt you," Lily said, briefly, before walking into the kitchen with her friends and pushing the door closed after them. The roars began and all three girls immediately pressed up against the door in order to hear more clearly.
"I can't believe you'd do something like that," screamed Hope, her usually musical voice replaced with a shrill, high-pitched one.
"You can't talk," bellowed back James. "I didn't do much more than you." The three girls exchanged curious glances.
"I don't care," screeched Hope. "I didn't mean to cheat on you. You did it on purpose." Lily rolled her eyes dramatically but it wasn't long before all three girls cracked up with silent laughter. They had both been cheating on the other. How ironic? And how totally and utterly not surprising?
"Oh you didn't mean to, did you?" sneered James.
"No," said Hope, voice cracking slightly. Her next speech however was delivered with determination. "I told you already. Joshua kissed me. I pushed him away." There was a silence where Lily and Leah turned, slowly, to face a stunned looking Arabella. Before they could say anything however James spoke again.
"Yea?" he asked, defiantly. Leah could just picture him, arms crossed, leaned up against the couch, looking gorgeous as usual.
"Yea," repeated Hope, softly. There was nothing else said and Lily suspected that they had made up and were probably involved in a furious making out session at that very moment. Arabella had slumped onto the floor, head in hands and Lily and Leah exchanged a worried glance. It wasn't like Arabella to be so cut up over a boy and despite her earlier complaints Lily decided that her friend must have been way more crazy about Jonathon than she cared to let on. Lily half expected Arabella to storm into the living area where Hope would be perched on the couch and hit her but she didn't. Leah and Lily, being the dutiful friends pulled Arabella up off the floor and helped her into one of the four kitchen chairs. Arabella sank her head into her arms. James swung open the door, whistling happily, but stopped at the sight of a distraught Arabella being comforted by her friends.
"Arabella?" he said.
"Go away, James," sighed Arabella, in a teary voice. James plonked himself onto a seat. "I said GO AWAY," shouted Arabella. "And you'd want to warn you're girlfriend that if I ever get hold of her she won't ever be as good-looking as she is now," she growled.
"Is this about Joshua?" asked James, uncertainly.
"Of course this is about Joshua you idiot," Lily practically roared. "What else would upset her this much?" James shrugged.
"This is all you're bloody girlfriend's fault," sobbed Arabella. James looked bewildered.
"James, just go away would you," said Leah, quietly. James gave her a look of pure hate. Leah sighed, raggedly. "Look James I don't know what you have against me," started Leah. "I mean you dumped me not the other way around so I'm the one who should be doing the hating around here. AND back to now you're definitely not helping the situation so why don't you just buzz off back to you're pick of the week and leave us alone?" She stared at him coldly. James gave her a look but retreated back to the living room. Lily hi-fived Leah and even Arabella smiled through her tears. It seemed Leah was finally over James. Finally.
"At least you're not in the same cabin as Sirius "Immature" Black," grumbled Arabella, while rolling her eyes dramatically. "He is such a child. Honestly, I don't know why I ever liked him." Lily stared at her.
"You mean you don't like him anymore?" she asked, disbelievingly. Arabella looked at her, slightly sulkily.
"Ok, ok I do but still," she answered. "It's the principle of the thing." Lily nodded and popped the last piece of her toast into her mouth.
"So are you still as madly and hopelessly in love with "Josh" as you were before?" Lily cocked her head and Arabella made a face at her. She thought it over.
"I guess," she said, un-enthusiastically.
"Well you don't sound too happy," remarked Lily, staring ahead of her as she walked.
"Yea well he's just so possessive and jealous. Jeez, it took him two whole days to even begin to get over that I was paired up with Sirius." She played with her hands, eyes downcast, as she spoke. Lily glanced at Arabella and nodded. "But then he couldn't understand why I was being so quiet just because he was paired up with Hope." She spat her name and made a face.
Hope Parker was probably the most wanted girl's in Hogwarts. She was the exact image of a stereotypical angel: long blond waves, deep blue eyes, creamy, spotless, skin and the perfect body, from slender hips to long, shapely legs. She always got her boy with her carefree, hard-to-get attitude. She could even make someone like Lily or Arabella (who were extremely pretty in their own ways) look dull and tasteless. There wasn't a single boy that walked the corridors of Hogwarts who didn't fancy the pants off her, even it was for her looks only, and likewise there wasn't a girl who walked the corridors of Hogwarts who didn't despise of her, mainly because of her looks.
"I wouldn't be too worried about Hope," Lily scoffed. She pointed to the tall skinny blonde, who was standing, shivering, outside the cabin in which their class would be held, her arm around James Potter's waist, who responded by wrapping his left arm around her dainty shoulders. Both wore self-satisfied smirks and Lily was desperately ignoring the tiny stabs of jealousy searing through her body.
"It really was only a matter of time before they ended up together," Arabella scoffed, throwing her head into the air and tutting. She didn't even seem to notice that Lily's, already pale, face had gone even whiter.
"Yea," Lily answered, forcing a laugh. "The two of them are little sluts," she said, viciously.
"Yea," Arabella agreed, but not after giving Lily a strange look, nodding her head, ever so slightly. "You're right." The stabs had disappeared but Lily could still feel them although she brutally wanted to forget about them.
"No," said Lily shortly.
"Lily," wheedled James. "Please?" His puppy dog eyes appeared on his, already cute, face.
"No," said Lily, in an "end of subject" tone. James figured it would be best to leave her alone, although it didn't stop him from flinging himself on an armchair, a pout taking over his face. Lily looked at him, and smiled wickedly before changing it to her smile used to charm people. "I won't make you something to eat," she added, emphasizing the eye. "But maybe Hope will," she said, knowing, as everyone did, that Hope was, untrue to her name, hopeless at cooking. For God's sake the girl was worse than James and that was saying an awful lot.
"Not funny," James said, frowning. "But that reminds me I'd better go visit her." The last part was more to himself that to Lily but she ignored him never the less. He was gone in a whiff of that cologne he always wore and a slam of the door. Lily winced and slowly got up to make something to eat for herself. What was happening to her? Surely she wasn't attracted to James? The thought horrified her out of her wits and before she had even started to make her dinner her appetite had disappeared and she grabbed a jacket and flew out the door towards Arabella's cabin.
"There's no way I'm staying at my cabin," Lily announced when Arabella opened the door. "Please can I swap with you, Bella?" she pleaded. "There's no way I can stay with James." Arabella ushered her into the empty cabin.
"No," she said, once they were inside. "I hate James just as much as you do," Arabella claimed.
"Yea," said Lily. "But Bella, he's having the strangest effect on me."
"Lily," said Arabella. "I'm sure you can live with him for another week and a half."
"No," said Lily, eyes wide with horror. "That's the thing, I can't."
"Lily, don't talk rubbish," Arabella, said. "I'm not swapping cabins with you. Lily looked at her in despair. "But you can crash here tonight if you want. The atmosphere here is about a thousand degrees lower than is natural," she said, rolling her eyes, expressively. Lily hugged her best friend, almost crying with relief.
"Thank you so much," she said.
"No problem," replied Arabella, barely noticing her tone of voice, seeing as she was about a million light years away.
And so Lily stayed with Arabella and Sirius that night . . . and the night after. Arabella was right she realized. The atmosphere was so chilly that their cabin could have passed for Iceland.
"I guess I'd better go back to my own cabin," Lily said, reluctantly. Arabella smiled grimly.
"It's got to be better than our one," she said. Lily laughed.
"I guess," she answered, shrugging. Lily had practically forgotten about her feelings for James and had decided that he was the same ugly, two faced, annoying idiot who couldn't treat girls right, as he had always had been. Lily strolled back to her cabin with Arabella and Leah for company. She pushed open the door to find James and Hope facing each other, furious looks on both of their faces. Hope was expressing a point but stopped momentarily at the sight of Lily, Arabella and Leah.
"Don't let us interrupt you," Lily said, briefly, before walking into the kitchen with her friends and pushing the door closed after them. The roars began and all three girls immediately pressed up against the door in order to hear more clearly.
"I can't believe you'd do something like that," screamed Hope, her usually musical voice replaced with a shrill, high-pitched one.
"You can't talk," bellowed back James. "I didn't do much more than you." The three girls exchanged curious glances.
"I don't care," screeched Hope. "I didn't mean to cheat on you. You did it on purpose." Lily rolled her eyes dramatically but it wasn't long before all three girls cracked up with silent laughter. They had both been cheating on the other. How ironic? And how totally and utterly not surprising?
"Oh you didn't mean to, did you?" sneered James.
"No," said Hope, voice cracking slightly. Her next speech however was delivered with determination. "I told you already. Joshua kissed me. I pushed him away." There was a silence where Lily and Leah turned, slowly, to face a stunned looking Arabella. Before they could say anything however James spoke again.
"Yea?" he asked, defiantly. Leah could just picture him, arms crossed, leaned up against the couch, looking gorgeous as usual.
"Yea," repeated Hope, softly. There was nothing else said and Lily suspected that they had made up and were probably involved in a furious making out session at that very moment. Arabella had slumped onto the floor, head in hands and Lily and Leah exchanged a worried glance. It wasn't like Arabella to be so cut up over a boy and despite her earlier complaints Lily decided that her friend must have been way more crazy about Jonathon than she cared to let on. Lily half expected Arabella to storm into the living area where Hope would be perched on the couch and hit her but she didn't. Leah and Lily, being the dutiful friends pulled Arabella up off the floor and helped her into one of the four kitchen chairs. Arabella sank her head into her arms. James swung open the door, whistling happily, but stopped at the sight of a distraught Arabella being comforted by her friends.
"Arabella?" he said.
"Go away, James," sighed Arabella, in a teary voice. James plonked himself onto a seat. "I said GO AWAY," shouted Arabella. "And you'd want to warn you're girlfriend that if I ever get hold of her she won't ever be as good-looking as she is now," she growled.
"Is this about Joshua?" asked James, uncertainly.
"Of course this is about Joshua you idiot," Lily practically roared. "What else would upset her this much?" James shrugged.
"This is all you're bloody girlfriend's fault," sobbed Arabella. James looked bewildered.
"James, just go away would you," said Leah, quietly. James gave her a look of pure hate. Leah sighed, raggedly. "Look James I don't know what you have against me," started Leah. "I mean you dumped me not the other way around so I'm the one who should be doing the hating around here. AND back to now you're definitely not helping the situation so why don't you just buzz off back to you're pick of the week and leave us alone?" She stared at him coldly. James gave her a look but retreated back to the living room. Lily hi-fived Leah and even Arabella smiled through her tears. It seemed Leah was finally over James. Finally.