You make me sick
Disclaimer: Everything you recognise from the HHPB is not mine. If anything you recognise from your/somebody else's story, it's not copied from that story on purpose: I didn't know. Only one thing is copied: The nickname Lily's father gave her. Sorry, Someone the First, I just loved that nickname. I say that everybody should read Someone the First's story 'The Parents who Died', AFTER YOU READ MINE.
A/N: Yes, I know that I should write on my other HP story, but the only story I feel that I can put down on the paper right now is this! So please, forgive me!
Introduction:
Lily Evans was in the sixth year at Hogwarts in the Ravenclaw House. She had lovely, copper red hair falling in curls down below her shoulder blades, fair skin with golden freckles and brilliant green eyes. She was smart (she was in Ravenclaw after all), had wits, a figure most of the girls at school only dreamed about, and a temperament and attitude to match her hair. She wasn't exactly among the popular girls at school, maybe because she was 'hard to get'.
James Potter was also a sixth year. He played captain and Chaser in the Gryffindor House Team. He had messy black hair and hazelnut brown eyes behind a pair of glasses. He was the most popular boy at school, with girls swarming all over him. He was the teachers' nightmare; he got top grades and also had the record of breaking rules along with his fellow 'Marauders'. He was clever. He was smart. He was tall. He was handsome. He was charming. In the female part of school's opinion he was perfect.
And Lily Evans hated his guts.
***
"Promise to write," her mother said and hugged her.
"I will," Lily said and hugged her back. "Bye, mum."
"Bye, darling."
"Bye, Tiger!" her father said from the driver's seat in the car. Petunia hadn't bothered to come – not that Lily cared.
"Bye, dad."
She went into the station and through the magical barrier. She waved at Laura, a girl from her class.
"Hi, Lily! You wanna share a compartment with me an' Syn?" Syn was another girl from their dorm, and came from China.
"No, sorry," Lily said, showing Laura her new badge. "I get a compartment by my own..."
"Wow, Lily!" Laura said, clearly impressed. "You've become Head Girl! And in the sixth year, too!"
"Yeah, that's a bit unusual, isn't it?" Lily smiled. "I hope the Head Boy isn't a totally jerk...I mean, we're going to be doing stuff together."
"What kinda stuff?" Laura asked curiously.
"Sorry," Lily said with a smile. "Top secret."
"You don't know, do you?"
"Not really..." Lily confessed. They laughed.
"See you at the Feast, then!" Laura said, and they went to their different compartments.
***
The Head Boy didn't show up in the reserved compartment during the train trip to Hogwarts, although Lily didn't really care.
After the Sorting, Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Just a few words before we start to eat. First: we've got a new Transfiguration teacher: Professor McGonnagal." Lily recognised the young, strict looking woman at the staff table as one girl who had graduated only three years before. (A/N: Honestly, McGonnagal isn't that old, you know.) Lily turned her attention back to Dumbledore as he continued. "I would also like to introduce the new Head Girl and Boy. This year, we've picked out two from the sixth year: the seventh years will be too busy to do anything of the Head Students' tasks. It is miss Evans and mister Potter."
Lily went into a numb sort of shock, barely hearing all the cheering (mostly for James Potter) and Laura and Syn shreaking:
"You get to be with James Potter, Lily!!! James Potter!!! You are sooooooo lucky!"
"No," Lily croaked. She noticed that several jealous looks were shot at her.
"What?" Syn asked.
"Anyone," Lily said, burying her face in her hands. "Anyone at the whole school, and they had to pick him..." Syn looked confused at her.
"She doesn't like James Potter," Laura explained. Now Syn looked at Lily like she was nutters. Lily hated it when they looked at her like she was some kind of alien.
The food appeared on the plates. Laura looked over at Lily.
"Aren't you gonna eat?" she asked. Lily stared at the food.
"I've lost my appetite," she said an went out of the Hall.
*
"Wow, James! Head Boy!" Remus exclaimed.
"You did it, Prongs!" Sirius grinned.
"Congratulations!" squeaked Peter.
"Um, do any of you guys know who this Evans girl is?" James asked.
"It's that red head in Ravenclaw," Remus said. "Honestly, you should know that. She is right behind you in the grades score."
"Oh, it's her," James said disappointed.
"You don't exactly sound over-ecstatic," Sirius observed.
"It's just that I don't think she likes me, that's all," James said. Sirius and Remus snorted.
"You can't expect every girl in school to like you," Sirius said. He was almost as popular as James.
"I don't think she likes you, either," James said. This time Sirius was the one to look disappointed.
"She doesn't exactly look over-happy, I agree on that," Remus said. Sirius looked over at the Ravenclaw table. There, the 'red head' had buried her head in her hands, with two girls cheering around her. Suddenly she jerked up from the table and went through the doors.
"Poor Prongs," Sirius murmured in a mock sympatising tone. James ignored him.
***
"Here you go," Lily said, dumping down on a chair. "Time tables. What do we have first?"
"We have..." Laura checked her time table and squealed, making Syn spray milk all over a guy at the opposite side of the table.
"Oh no," Lily muttered. "Don't say we've got-"
"We've got flying lessons with the Gryffindors!" Laura squealed. Syn joined in.
"Look! Afterwards, we have Charms with the Gryffindors! And then-"
"How many subjects do we have with the Gryffindors?" Lily asked with a sinking feeling in her stomach. Laura counted.
"Seven," she said with a smug smile. Lily hit her head in the table. "Oops, sorry," Laura giggled. "It's eight." Lily hit her head several more times in the table. "Oh, Lily," Laura sighed, oblivious to the suicidal look in Lily's eyes. "Think! We get to be with the Gryffindors for all but three subjects!" Another dreamy sigh. Lily's head banging increased in earnest.
"We get to see James Potter and Sirius Black at least twice a day!" Syn put in, also wearing that dreamy look. Lily stopped banging her head, feeling slightly dizzy. She stood up.
"Where are you going?" Laura asked surprised.
"I've gotta see Dumbledore," Lily replied.
"What for?" Syn asked confused.
"To complain," Lily shouted as she walked out of the Hall.
"Complain about what?" Laura and Syn asked each other in unison.
***
Lily stopped outside the gargoyle trying to remember the password she and (shudder) Potter had got.
"Spluttering Butterbeer," she said. The gargoyle sprang aside to reveal a door. Lily went through and up the spiral staircase. She knocked on a new door.
"Come in," Dumbledore said. Lily went through. He was sitting in a cosy arm chair reading the Daily Prophet. "Ah, miss Evans. What do you want to talk about?" He smiled friendly at her.
"I, um, I was wondering," Lily said uncertainly.
"Yes?"
"I was wondering if you could fix the time tables, sir. It seems that there has been a mistake."
"What mistake?"
"Well, Ravenclaw has been teamed up with Gryffindor for every subject but Muggle Studies, Ancient Runes and Potions."
"Ah," Dumbledore said, hiding a little smile. "I'm sorry, miss Evans. That is no mistake."
"But...aren't we supposed to have equally many lessons with the other three Houses?"
"Yes, that is true...but this year we have found out that we would try a new thing."
"So we have to be with the Gryffindors?"
"You have to be with the Gryffindors."
"Then, sir," Lily said taking a deep breath. "I would like to know if I could quit from being the Head Girl."
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "Why would you want that?" he asked.
"I feel that I won't be able to co-operate with the Head Boy."
"I'm sorry, miss Evans," Dumbledore said. "That is not possible. You have been selected."
"But-" Lily protested.
"Miss Evans," Dumbledore interrupted her. "One of the things you shall learn at this school is to co-operate with everybody. And I mean everybody, miss Evans. That includes mister Potter."
"All right," Lily said, defeated.
"Have a good day at the flying lessons, miss Evans," Dumbledore called after her as she went down the stairs, his eyes twinkling.
"As if," she muttered, although Dumbledore heard her.
"Hmmm, this should be interesting," Dumbledore said. "Don't you think, Fawkes?" The phoenix nodded in agreement on it's perch on one of the bookshelves.
***
"QUIET!!!" Madame Windes blew in her whistle. Hard. Lily winced at the sound. At last the class fell silent.
"Today, we will work on our flying abilities," madame Windes said, pacing in front of the students – much like an officer in front of an army. "We will see how fast we can fly, how much control we have, and so on. And I do not want any trouble." She shot a meaningful glance at James and Sirius. They only shrugged and went back to flirting with the girls around them. Lily looked at them with disgust.
"Now, I want you to fly in groups." Madame Windes went along the line of students, saying "One. Two. Three. Four." At the end of the line, she turned around again and continued talking. "Group one goes over there," she pointed at a marked field. "Group two goes over there, group three there and group four stays here. You are going to play 'it'. Keep inside your own field."
Lily went over to the other 'threes', only to find-
"Oh, no. Not you again," she groaned.
"What?" James asked. Lily just glared at him and went over to the other girl – one from Gryffindor.
"Hi," the girl said. "You're the Head Girl, right?"
"Yeah. Um...Molly, isn't it?"
The girl smiled and nodded. "You're Lily, right?"
"Yep. Sorry for me asking," Lily leaned closer to Molly and whispered, "but are you a...Potter fan?"
Molly laughed. "Heavens, no! I already have a boyfriend."
"Oh, good," Lily said relieved. "I'm not entirely alone, after all."
Molly's eyes twinkled. "So, who do you like, then?"
"Nobody," Lily said.
"Nobody?"
"Yeah, I don't find anyone worth liking."
"Ah. That's okay. But just so you know it: Arthur is mine."
"Arthur Weasley?" Molly nodded. "Nice," Lily smiled. Molly returned the smile.
"My thought exactly."
Just then Madame Windes came towards their group. "Are you ready?" she asked. They all said "Yes." "Okay. James, you've got 'it'."
The students shot into the air. James immediatly flew after Sirius, which also was in their group. Just as Sirius turned a different direction, James gave 'it' to Molly, who was taken by surprise.
"Idiot," Lily muttered. "Couldn't give 'it' to a boy, could he?" Molly didn't fly very well, so she had problems giving away 'it' again. Lily 'accidently' oversaw Molly when she flew up from behind and gave Lily 'it'. Sirius and James laughed. You just watch, Potter, Lily thought. She flew after Sirius, who didn't have any problems flying from her in the slow measure she was flying. As they went by James, Lily suddenly turned and raced at a much higher speed after James. She saw that he was startled, but ducked under her all the same. She turned again, and the hunt was on.
"She's never gonna make it," Sirius said to a Ravenclaw boy in their group as they watched Lily racing after James.
"Watch," the Ravenclaw said simply. He didn't doubt Lily's flying abilities: the only reason she wasn't on the House team was that she wasn't so interested in Quidditch.
They flew up and down, forward and – one time, in James' case – backwards. James was surprised that Lily kept up. Lily, on the other hand, was only concentrating on giving him 'it'. Just as James took a sharp turn and flew under Lily, she took a tight grip around her broom with her legs, and let herself hang downwards, straight in James' path. James was so startled he forgot to swing, and she gave him 'it'. Still hanging upside down, she flew out of his reach. James just gaped at her.
***
"Wow, Lily," Molly said as they walked up to the castle again. "That trick was great."
"You think so?" Lily smiled shyly. "I've never used it before. I mean, without a big bunch of mattresses under me."
"I can't believe you dared do it."
"Well, he was pissing me off," Lily tried to explain.
"How?" Molly asked.
"By being him," Lily said.
"You don't like him at all, do you," Molly said with a sudden insight.
"I hate him," Lily replied. Molly suddenly looked sympathising.
"And you two being Head Girl and Head Boy," she said, patting Lily's shoulder. Lily nodded.
"On top of it all, almost every class I've got is with the Gryffindors," she said despairingly. Then she suddenly remembered that Molly was one. "But maybe that's not so bad. Now when I've found another girl who doesn't talk about Potter or Black every minute."
Molly laughed at this. "I mean it!" Lily said. "All they ever talk about is 'Oh, James Potter is soooo cute!' 'He's soooo good at Quidditch!' 'Sirius Black is the most handsome boy at school!'" Lily said this in a very 'girlish' tone of voice. "It drives me crazy. And now they've started with 'Oh, you're sooooo lucky, Lily!' too."
"And I thought that the Ravenclaws were smart and clever," Molly said, shaking her head.
"Well, some of us get a bit much of the teenage hormones."
"Poor you."
"You said it, girl."
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