"Si, I swear it's so scary. She's just always there. I turn the corner and she's there. She's in all my classes. I always end up in the same place as her. Even when she's not there, well . . . she's there if you know what I mean." Sirius nodded and yawned.
"I hear ya buddy but are you SURE you like her? I mean you could just be really desperate after you've stopped playing around."
"But, Si, that's just it. I'm NOT desperate. Actually it's kind of a relief not to have those bimbos following me around 24/7. I KNOW that it's not an act of despair. I mean she's always on my mind and every time I see her it's like whoa!" Sirius nodded.
"Yea well it's up to you, buddy. Why don't you ask her out? It's not likely she's gonna refuse THE James Potter."
"Maybe you're right," James said. "Yea. I will ask her out. Today," he decided, nodding. "Thanks pal!" He beamed at Sirius.
"How's Leah?" Lily asked as she wandered around the local town with Arabella.
"She's recovering . . .slowly," Arabella answered, sighing and pulling a dress off a rack of clothes. She held it up against her body, looked in the mirror and made a face. She shoved it back on the rack.
"Oh my God, Lily! That dress is fabulous. You have to have it," she exclaimed. Lily looked at the dress the mannequin was wearing and gasped.
"Bella, that is SUCH a slutty dress."
"Lily, it's not that bad," Arabella said, taking in the dress. "I bet it would look fabulous on you. At least try it on," she coaxed. Lily looked at the dress. She extracted the emerald green cocktail dress from the rack. With a low back and a cross over front it was a rare combination of daringly sexy and classy all at the same time. Lily looked from Arabella to the dress and back to Arabella before snatching the dress and rushing into the changing room.
"Oh my God!" Arabella heard Lily say from the changing room. She swore a couple of times and eventually Arabella heard her own name.
"Bella there's no way I'm coming out looking like this."
"Lily," Arabella said firmly. "Show me!" Lily stepped out reluctantly. Arabella gaped.
"Lily that is absolutely stunning on you! You have to get it!" The dress molded Lily's figure like a second skin.
"Bella, I'd never wear it," protested Lily, glancing in the full-length mirror.
"You never know," Arabella argued. "It might come in handy." After much persuasion and coaxing Arabella came out tops and Lily bought the dress.
"Um, Jamie?" James said, tapping a girl with incredibly straight and silky, long pale hair on the shoulder. The girl spun around. Her eyes, dark green - almost olive coloured, sparkled and danced. She was small and petite, almost fragile looking and could immediately make someone feel heavy, clumsy and out of place if standing next to her.
"Well I was just wondering if you'd like to go out with me?" James asked, smiling at the Hufflepuff. The girl stared at him.
"I was hoping you'd ask me," she said, smiling seductively. James smiled at her.
"Oh yea?" he said. She nodded and ran her finger down his cheek, lightly.
"Of course I'll go out with you."
Lily sat eating dinner, legs propped up on the square table. The Daily Prophet was resting on her knees. The door burst open and James walked in, smirking and grinning, uncontrollably.
"There's dinner on the cooker if you want it," Lily said. Ever since the dance Lily and James had been getting on waaaaay better. Good you could say. Friends.
"Thanks a mil, Lil," James said, smiling at her.
"James, you really have to learn to cook," Lily told him.
"Mmmm," James said, absently.
"I'll teach you if you want," she offered.
"That'd be great," James said.
"On one condition," Lily said.
"Yea and what's that?" James asked, immediately on his guard.
"You tell me why you've been grinning like a Cheshire cat since you got here." James grinned again.
"Well," he started. "I just can't believe it."
"What?" Lily asked, grinning.
"I asked Jamie out today, you know Jamie Mitchell, and she said yes. I'm just so happy cos I really, really do like her and I've never liked anyone like this before. I think she might be the one, Lily." He smiled again and began to hum. Lily stared at him, speechlessly, as her grin began to fade. She cleared her throat.
"Um that's nice. I'll see you later," she said, grabbing a heavy jumper and running out the door."
"Yea later," James said, not even noticing her strange behavior.
"I hear ya buddy but are you SURE you like her? I mean you could just be really desperate after you've stopped playing around."
"But, Si, that's just it. I'm NOT desperate. Actually it's kind of a relief not to have those bimbos following me around 24/7. I KNOW that it's not an act of despair. I mean she's always on my mind and every time I see her it's like whoa!" Sirius nodded.
"Yea well it's up to you, buddy. Why don't you ask her out? It's not likely she's gonna refuse THE James Potter."
"Maybe you're right," James said. "Yea. I will ask her out. Today," he decided, nodding. "Thanks pal!" He beamed at Sirius.
"How's Leah?" Lily asked as she wandered around the local town with Arabella.
"She's recovering . . .slowly," Arabella answered, sighing and pulling a dress off a rack of clothes. She held it up against her body, looked in the mirror and made a face. She shoved it back on the rack.
"Oh my God, Lily! That dress is fabulous. You have to have it," she exclaimed. Lily looked at the dress the mannequin was wearing and gasped.
"Bella, that is SUCH a slutty dress."
"Lily, it's not that bad," Arabella said, taking in the dress. "I bet it would look fabulous on you. At least try it on," she coaxed. Lily looked at the dress. She extracted the emerald green cocktail dress from the rack. With a low back and a cross over front it was a rare combination of daringly sexy and classy all at the same time. Lily looked from Arabella to the dress and back to Arabella before snatching the dress and rushing into the changing room.
"Oh my God!" Arabella heard Lily say from the changing room. She swore a couple of times and eventually Arabella heard her own name.
"Bella there's no way I'm coming out looking like this."
"Lily," Arabella said firmly. "Show me!" Lily stepped out reluctantly. Arabella gaped.
"Lily that is absolutely stunning on you! You have to get it!" The dress molded Lily's figure like a second skin.
"Bella, I'd never wear it," protested Lily, glancing in the full-length mirror.
"You never know," Arabella argued. "It might come in handy." After much persuasion and coaxing Arabella came out tops and Lily bought the dress.
"Um, Jamie?" James said, tapping a girl with incredibly straight and silky, long pale hair on the shoulder. The girl spun around. Her eyes, dark green - almost olive coloured, sparkled and danced. She was small and petite, almost fragile looking and could immediately make someone feel heavy, clumsy and out of place if standing next to her.
"Well I was just wondering if you'd like to go out with me?" James asked, smiling at the Hufflepuff. The girl stared at him.
"I was hoping you'd ask me," she said, smiling seductively. James smiled at her.
"Oh yea?" he said. She nodded and ran her finger down his cheek, lightly.
"Of course I'll go out with you."
Lily sat eating dinner, legs propped up on the square table. The Daily Prophet was resting on her knees. The door burst open and James walked in, smirking and grinning, uncontrollably.
"There's dinner on the cooker if you want it," Lily said. Ever since the dance Lily and James had been getting on waaaaay better. Good you could say. Friends.
"Thanks a mil, Lil," James said, smiling at her.
"James, you really have to learn to cook," Lily told him.
"Mmmm," James said, absently.
"I'll teach you if you want," she offered.
"That'd be great," James said.
"On one condition," Lily said.
"Yea and what's that?" James asked, immediately on his guard.
"You tell me why you've been grinning like a Cheshire cat since you got here." James grinned again.
"Well," he started. "I just can't believe it."
"What?" Lily asked, grinning.
"I asked Jamie out today, you know Jamie Mitchell, and she said yes. I'm just so happy cos I really, really do like her and I've never liked anyone like this before. I think she might be the one, Lily." He smiled again and began to hum. Lily stared at him, speechlessly, as her grin began to fade. She cleared her throat.
"Um that's nice. I'll see you later," she said, grabbing a heavy jumper and running out the door."
"Yea later," James said, not even noticing her strange behavior.