A/N: Hey! Here's the 3rd Chapter...hope you like it. Thanks for everyone that reviewed. R&R!
Disclaimer: I used the name "Bombur" and J.R. Tolkien used that name for dwarf in his book "The Hobbit". I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! EVERYONE GET IT STRAIGHT! EVERYTHING BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING!!!!!!!!
alright then, on with the story.
Never Going to Happen
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 3: Detention
Lily's POV:
I sighed and pocketed my wand.
"Bye Lily!" Kendra, Ashley, and Emily shouted.
"Be careful," Emily warned. "Wesman will probably pick a horrible detention for you and James."
"Being in the same room with him will be enough," Ashley giggle.
I smiled wanly. I walked out of our dorm waving, "Wish me luck!" I said.
"Good luck," they added.
"Have fun!" Kendra said in a sing-song voice.
"Ugh!" Was my reply.
I walked down to the Common Room. I looked around, sensing another prescence, "Potter," I croaked.
James's POV:
I cleaned my eye glasses with my robes.
"Potter," I heard.
I jumped and put my glasses on. Who would be up at a time like this? I took out my wand ready to fight. "Who's there?" I whispered.
I heard heels clicking closer to me.
"I'm warning you," I said softly. "I know how to duel, so don't come any further."
The clicking continued.
"Potter, you're such a dork," the same voice whispered.
"Evans?" I asked.
"Yeah, yeah, its me," she said. She appeared out of the darkness. She rolled her eyes. "Really Potter. Would you put that down before you kill someone?" She snapped.
"Don't do that!" I whispered. "I thought you were..."
She rolled her eyes again, "How did you know it was me?" She asked.
"Your sarcasm," I muttered.
She glared, then glanced at her watch, "Do you know how to get to Wesman's office?"
"Relax Evans," I said. "He's probably going to be late, so there's no need to be early."
"But, he's going to expect me early," she whispered. "I have to be there."
"Believe me Evans, he won't care if you show up an hour late. I've been in detention with him so many times, that I lost count at 138," I said, reassuringly.
"I don't care," she said. "I just want to be there. Just tell me how to get there, and I'll go," she said.
"Aw, c'mon Evans, just take a seat," I said, putting my hands on her shoulders and putting her in a chair. "And wait for awhile."
"But-" she started.
"Jeez Evans," I muttered. "Just sit." I leaned against a wall and stared into the darkness. She was silent for awhile.
"I don't see how you can actually WAIT for yourself to be late, and yelled at," she whispered furiously. "Well, I won't do it with you." She got up. "I'll find his office on my own," she said and walked away.
I waited for a minute, thinking of what she just said. She was right... Wesman would probably yell at me and I'd get another detention. I sighed, and ran after her. I caught up with her right when she was about to take a wrong turn to McGonagall's office.
"Evans," I whispered.
She turned around in fright. Seeeing that it was me, she relaxed. So you've decided to come along, have you?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm coming. You're going to need my help anyway. That's to McGonagall's office," I said.
"Only you would know," she said.
I ignored her. "This way," I said quietly, turning the other way.
After a good 5 mintues, we were at Wesman's office.
"Apparate," I said loudly.
swung open, and we walked into a dimly lighted room.
"Potter, are you sure that this is-" Lily started.
"Ah, Mr. Potter and Miss Evans, it's about time," Wesman said.
We turned and saw Wesman in his chair, hands together, as if in prayer.
"So, what's the detention you have for us today, Professor?" I asked brightly.
Wesman sneered at me, "Sit," he ordered.
Lily and I sat down in chairs in front of Wesman's desk.
Wesman glared at us, especially at me, "What you two did today was very worng," he said gravely. "And everything has its consequences."
No shit Einstein, I thought. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I leaned back in my chair and tuned Wesman out. I had heard this stupid speech everytime I had gotten detention with Wesman.
"Potter!" Wesman snapped.
"What?" I asked.
"Pay attention," he snarled.
I rolled my eyes and sat up.
"Your detention today is going to be cleaning the dishes," Wesman said.
I pursed my lips to keep from grinning. This would be a easy. I'd just use a cleaning spell, piece of-
"Without magic," Wesman said cut in. He held out his hand, "Hand over your wands," he barked.
Lily silently handed him her wand.
Wesman turned to me, eyebrow raised, "Potter?" He asked, challengingly.
I sighed and handed him my wand. He put our wands in a drawer in his desk.
"Follow me," he said, and led us out of his office.
I rolled my eyes and followed him to the kitchen.
"In," he ordered.
I let Lily in first.
Lily's POV:
I walked into the kitchen happily. This detention would be a breeze. I did enough dishwashing at home when Petunia didn't do her chores, and I got stuck doing them.
I looked around the brightly lighted room. There were house elves scattered everywhere. James entered the room, nose wrinkling. Wesman glared at the house elves.
"I told you already,"he snapped. "Its your night off. These young people will wash the dishes tonight."
"But sir," one squeaked. "We can do it."
"Yes," the others agreed.
I stared at them amused. I still didn't understand why house elves liked to work.
James looked pleadingly to Wesman. Wesman ignored them.
"No!" He exclaimed. He clapped his hands, "Out!" He shouted. "Out!" He chased the elves out to another room.
James covered his mouth to hide his laughter.
I pursed my lips to keep from laughing with him. Wesman came back composed. "What are you standing there for?" He snapped. "Get to work!"
James stood upright, "Yes, sir!" He saluted.
Wesman rolled his eyes, "I'm warning you, Potter," he said, glaring at him.
He stalked out of the kitchen.
I looked around searching for the sink. When I found it and saw what was in it my mouth dropped open. There must have been over a thousand dishes there. But that wasn't the only sink, there was another one, and another one.... There were 5 sinks in all.
"Damn," James said under his breath.
I gave a small groan and stomped over to the first sink. I started washing the dishes. James just stood there. I rolled my eyes, "Potter, what are you doing just standing there?" I asked. "Get to work! I can't do this on my own!"
He mumbled something.
"What?!" I asked.
"I don't know how to wash dishes the Muggle way," he muttered.
I stood silent for a moment then burst out laughing.
"Its not funny!" He defended himself.
"Yes it is!" I said. "Why-why didn't you just say so?" I asked in between laughter.
He glared at me, and crossed his arms. "Are you just going to stand there laughing or are you going to show me how to do it?" He asked.
I calmed down and taught him how to wash.
"Grab a pair of gloves over there," I said, pointing to rubber gloves that her hanging on a rack.
"These?" He asked.
"Yeah, put them on," I said.
He held up his hands a minute later. "Like this?" He asked.
I burst out laughing all over again.
"What is it now?" He asked miserably.
"They're on inside out," I said, gasping for breath.
After another minute went by, James finally had the gloves on right.
"Now whatdya do?" he asked.
I looked around for another sponge. "Here," I said handing it to him.
He grabbed it.
"Here, watch me," I said. I started washing a plate, making circular motions with the sponge onto the plate. "You have to make sure that its clean," I told him.
He was watching intently.
"I think this is enchanted to just have more soap come out when it needs more," I told him.
"Soap?" He asked faintly.
"Yeah, this bubbly stuff," I said, nodding.
He looked lost.
I rolled my eyes, "Potter, I really think you need to take Muggle Studies."
He shrugged.
"So, anyway, when you're done that then I guess you just stick it in the dish washer," I said, and put it in the dish washer.
"The dish washer," he repeated.
"Yeah," I said.
"Okay, um... Okay," he said, and went to the second sink next to me.
We started working silently. Then...
CRASH!!!
I jumped and looked up. James was staring down at the ground.
"Shit," he muttered.
"What the hell?" I asked and stared down. There was a shattered plate on the ground.
A house elf appeared from behind a corner. "Is there a problem young James and Lily Potter?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah," I said. I pointed.
The house elf stared at it for a minute then raised his fist and hit himself on the head.
I sighed, then thought of what he said, "Wait a minute, what did you mean when you said James and Lily Potter? My last name is Evans."
The elf didin't answer.
James looked at his watch as the house elf continually did this.
He finally stopped and he spoke, "Bombur will fix it," and he picked up the pieces and without another word or glance walked away.
"But-" I said. I looked at James. It seemed like he handn't heard me either...
We stared at eachother and shrugged.
"Can you show me again?" He asked. "Cause'...I don't know if I'm doing it right..."
I nodded and walked towards him.
James's POV:
Lily walked towards me. She put her hands on my arms and started moving my arm in circular motions around the plate. Her touch felt so warm...
"Make sure you've got a tight grip on it, okay Potter?" She asked.
I sighed, if only she would stop calling me Potter... Of course, I was calling her Evans...
I turned to look at her as she continued to dictate things on how to wash the dishes. She looked really pretty...
Lily's POV:
I stopped and took a breath. James was silent and I turned to look at him.
He was staring at me in gaze like way.
"Potter? What are you doing?" I asked softly.
He didn't answer. Our faces were just a few inches apart. He leaned in closer to me. We kissed-just for a second... Then-
I pushed him away, "Potter!" I exclaimed.
James looked sheepish, "Sorry Evans, something came over me."
I rolled my eyes and walked back to the first sink. I could still feel his lips on mine. I smiled in spite of myself...
A/N: What do you think? Too early? Well, the story's going to have a twist in the next chapter. If you wanna see the next chapter, REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: I used the name "Bombur" and J.R. Tolkien used that name for dwarf in his book "The Hobbit". I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! EVERYONE GET IT STRAIGHT! EVERYTHING BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING!!!!!!!!
alright then, on with the story.
Never Going to Happen
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 3: Detention
Lily's POV:
I sighed and pocketed my wand.
"Bye Lily!" Kendra, Ashley, and Emily shouted.
"Be careful," Emily warned. "Wesman will probably pick a horrible detention for you and James."
"Being in the same room with him will be enough," Ashley giggle.
I smiled wanly. I walked out of our dorm waving, "Wish me luck!" I said.
"Good luck," they added.
"Have fun!" Kendra said in a sing-song voice.
"Ugh!" Was my reply.
I walked down to the Common Room. I looked around, sensing another prescence, "Potter," I croaked.
James's POV:
I cleaned my eye glasses with my robes.
"Potter," I heard.
I jumped and put my glasses on. Who would be up at a time like this? I took out my wand ready to fight. "Who's there?" I whispered.
I heard heels clicking closer to me.
"I'm warning you," I said softly. "I know how to duel, so don't come any further."
The clicking continued.
"Potter, you're such a dork," the same voice whispered.
"Evans?" I asked.
"Yeah, yeah, its me," she said. She appeared out of the darkness. She rolled her eyes. "Really Potter. Would you put that down before you kill someone?" She snapped.
"Don't do that!" I whispered. "I thought you were..."
She rolled her eyes again, "How did you know it was me?" She asked.
"Your sarcasm," I muttered.
She glared, then glanced at her watch, "Do you know how to get to Wesman's office?"
"Relax Evans," I said. "He's probably going to be late, so there's no need to be early."
"But, he's going to expect me early," she whispered. "I have to be there."
"Believe me Evans, he won't care if you show up an hour late. I've been in detention with him so many times, that I lost count at 138," I said, reassuringly.
"I don't care," she said. "I just want to be there. Just tell me how to get there, and I'll go," she said.
"Aw, c'mon Evans, just take a seat," I said, putting my hands on her shoulders and putting her in a chair. "And wait for awhile."
"But-" she started.
"Jeez Evans," I muttered. "Just sit." I leaned against a wall and stared into the darkness. She was silent for awhile.
"I don't see how you can actually WAIT for yourself to be late, and yelled at," she whispered furiously. "Well, I won't do it with you." She got up. "I'll find his office on my own," she said and walked away.
I waited for a minute, thinking of what she just said. She was right... Wesman would probably yell at me and I'd get another detention. I sighed, and ran after her. I caught up with her right when she was about to take a wrong turn to McGonagall's office.
"Evans," I whispered.
She turned around in fright. Seeeing that it was me, she relaxed. So you've decided to come along, have you?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm coming. You're going to need my help anyway. That's to McGonagall's office," I said.
"Only you would know," she said.
I ignored her. "This way," I said quietly, turning the other way.
After a good 5 mintues, we were at Wesman's office.
"Apparate," I said loudly.
swung open, and we walked into a dimly lighted room.
"Potter, are you sure that this is-" Lily started.
"Ah, Mr. Potter and Miss Evans, it's about time," Wesman said.
We turned and saw Wesman in his chair, hands together, as if in prayer.
"So, what's the detention you have for us today, Professor?" I asked brightly.
Wesman sneered at me, "Sit," he ordered.
Lily and I sat down in chairs in front of Wesman's desk.
Wesman glared at us, especially at me, "What you two did today was very worng," he said gravely. "And everything has its consequences."
No shit Einstein, I thought. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I leaned back in my chair and tuned Wesman out. I had heard this stupid speech everytime I had gotten detention with Wesman.
"Potter!" Wesman snapped.
"What?" I asked.
"Pay attention," he snarled.
I rolled my eyes and sat up.
"Your detention today is going to be cleaning the dishes," Wesman said.
I pursed my lips to keep from grinning. This would be a easy. I'd just use a cleaning spell, piece of-
"Without magic," Wesman said cut in. He held out his hand, "Hand over your wands," he barked.
Lily silently handed him her wand.
Wesman turned to me, eyebrow raised, "Potter?" He asked, challengingly.
I sighed and handed him my wand. He put our wands in a drawer in his desk.
"Follow me," he said, and led us out of his office.
I rolled my eyes and followed him to the kitchen.
"In," he ordered.
I let Lily in first.
Lily's POV:
I walked into the kitchen happily. This detention would be a breeze. I did enough dishwashing at home when Petunia didn't do her chores, and I got stuck doing them.
I looked around the brightly lighted room. There were house elves scattered everywhere. James entered the room, nose wrinkling. Wesman glared at the house elves.
"I told you already,"he snapped. "Its your night off. These young people will wash the dishes tonight."
"But sir," one squeaked. "We can do it."
"Yes," the others agreed.
I stared at them amused. I still didn't understand why house elves liked to work.
James looked pleadingly to Wesman. Wesman ignored them.
"No!" He exclaimed. He clapped his hands, "Out!" He shouted. "Out!" He chased the elves out to another room.
James covered his mouth to hide his laughter.
I pursed my lips to keep from laughing with him. Wesman came back composed. "What are you standing there for?" He snapped. "Get to work!"
James stood upright, "Yes, sir!" He saluted.
Wesman rolled his eyes, "I'm warning you, Potter," he said, glaring at him.
He stalked out of the kitchen.
I looked around searching for the sink. When I found it and saw what was in it my mouth dropped open. There must have been over a thousand dishes there. But that wasn't the only sink, there was another one, and another one.... There were 5 sinks in all.
"Damn," James said under his breath.
I gave a small groan and stomped over to the first sink. I started washing the dishes. James just stood there. I rolled my eyes, "Potter, what are you doing just standing there?" I asked. "Get to work! I can't do this on my own!"
He mumbled something.
"What?!" I asked.
"I don't know how to wash dishes the Muggle way," he muttered.
I stood silent for a moment then burst out laughing.
"Its not funny!" He defended himself.
"Yes it is!" I said. "Why-why didn't you just say so?" I asked in between laughter.
He glared at me, and crossed his arms. "Are you just going to stand there laughing or are you going to show me how to do it?" He asked.
I calmed down and taught him how to wash.
"Grab a pair of gloves over there," I said, pointing to rubber gloves that her hanging on a rack.
"These?" He asked.
"Yeah, put them on," I said.
He held up his hands a minute later. "Like this?" He asked.
I burst out laughing all over again.
"What is it now?" He asked miserably.
"They're on inside out," I said, gasping for breath.
After another minute went by, James finally had the gloves on right.
"Now whatdya do?" he asked.
I looked around for another sponge. "Here," I said handing it to him.
He grabbed it.
"Here, watch me," I said. I started washing a plate, making circular motions with the sponge onto the plate. "You have to make sure that its clean," I told him.
He was watching intently.
"I think this is enchanted to just have more soap come out when it needs more," I told him.
"Soap?" He asked faintly.
"Yeah, this bubbly stuff," I said, nodding.
He looked lost.
I rolled my eyes, "Potter, I really think you need to take Muggle Studies."
He shrugged.
"So, anyway, when you're done that then I guess you just stick it in the dish washer," I said, and put it in the dish washer.
"The dish washer," he repeated.
"Yeah," I said.
"Okay, um... Okay," he said, and went to the second sink next to me.
We started working silently. Then...
CRASH!!!
I jumped and looked up. James was staring down at the ground.
"Shit," he muttered.
"What the hell?" I asked and stared down. There was a shattered plate on the ground.
A house elf appeared from behind a corner. "Is there a problem young James and Lily Potter?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah," I said. I pointed.
The house elf stared at it for a minute then raised his fist and hit himself on the head.
I sighed, then thought of what he said, "Wait a minute, what did you mean when you said James and Lily Potter? My last name is Evans."
The elf didin't answer.
James looked at his watch as the house elf continually did this.
He finally stopped and he spoke, "Bombur will fix it," and he picked up the pieces and without another word or glance walked away.
"But-" I said. I looked at James. It seemed like he handn't heard me either...
We stared at eachother and shrugged.
"Can you show me again?" He asked. "Cause'...I don't know if I'm doing it right..."
I nodded and walked towards him.
James's POV:
Lily walked towards me. She put her hands on my arms and started moving my arm in circular motions around the plate. Her touch felt so warm...
"Make sure you've got a tight grip on it, okay Potter?" She asked.
I sighed, if only she would stop calling me Potter... Of course, I was calling her Evans...
I turned to look at her as she continued to dictate things on how to wash the dishes. She looked really pretty...
Lily's POV:
I stopped and took a breath. James was silent and I turned to look at him.
He was staring at me in gaze like way.
"Potter? What are you doing?" I asked softly.
He didn't answer. Our faces were just a few inches apart. He leaned in closer to me. We kissed-just for a second... Then-
I pushed him away, "Potter!" I exclaimed.
James looked sheepish, "Sorry Evans, something came over me."
I rolled my eyes and walked back to the first sink. I could still feel his lips on mine. I smiled in spite of myself...
A/N: What do you think? Too early? Well, the story's going to have a twist in the next chapter. If you wanna see the next chapter, REVIEW!!!