chapter 7.
After a long twenty minutes, Lily finally reached the map of England.
Pulling out her wand, she whispered, *Idiotiss.* [A/N she came upon the room while walking past the map saying 'the real idiot is james potter...]
The map swung open. Lily climbed into the small room. It had (oddly) two beds, two desks, two windows, and two bathrooms.
"What are YOU doing here?" two voices exclaimed. Lily stared at herself and realized that this was the other place James had in mind. The person she thought was herself was really James in her body.
"Same thing as you," they both replied at the same time.
"Great. Just great. I get to spend all my time with YOU," Lily groaned.
"You think I'm gonna like it? It'll be the time of my life," James retorted.
"Whatever you say. You took the left bed? Fine with me; my bed in the dorm is on the right anyways." Lily set her basket of food and the black bag of clothing next to the desk on the right. "I get this bathroom." She dragged the bag, now rid of its weightlessness charm, into the bathroom. After a few moments, she reappeared in the main room in James's robes.
"Good," James said, glancing up from a sheet of parchment, "I didn't look good in those tight robes."
"Mind you, it brought a cult of girls."
"Really?"
"Yes, unfortunately. Made me feel weird. And it took forever for me to lose them."
"As usual. They never get away."
"No one followed you, did they?"
"Not really. Unless you count Kyle Gryers, the fifth year Hufflepuff. I hope it doesn't matter that I swore at him."
"That ugly git? Just what I would have done." She plopped on James's bed and leaned over James's shoulder to see the parchment. He put his hand over it quickly.
"Sorry, you can't see this. F-M-E-O: for my eyes only."
"Probably some love letter to Rita Skeeter."
"I told you already; I hate her!"
"And I told you that I believed you before."
"Do you really want to know what this is?"
"Yeah."
"Well I'm not telling you."
"Oh come on!" She put her arms around his neck and made a grab for the parchment. James pulled it back.
"Don't--take--it," he gasped, pulling down with all his might. Lily was doing the same, except she was pulling up. She had elbow hanging around his neck, but she lifted her hand over his head and let it hover over his shoulder next to her other arm. James turned his neck to shout something at her and their lips met.
The parchment ripped. It was ignored.
Lily and James pulled apart and stared at each other. Thoughts flew through their heads.
Why hadn't we ever kissed before? That was really nice. Oh yeah, I remember now. We hate each other! --James
I never realized he was such a good kisser. We really should--not get together! I hate him! --Lily.
"James! How could you! What were you doing--" she thought for a moment "--testing it to see how you kiss?" She covered all her previous feelings.
"No! I...just--i dunno, did it." He shrugged his shoulder, veiling any hint of liking it.
"Well, I never." She stood up and stalked her way to the other bed. She flopped onto it, facing towards the wall, thinking.
* * *
James watched her and picked up the two pieces of the parchment off the floor. After performing a simple joining spell, he walked over to the desk. He read the paper over and placed it on the desk.
He went into his bathroom. *Prachirial Charim* he said, lifting his wand towards the empty wall. A red armchair appeared. He sat on it, conjured up some more paper and a quill (Accio parchment and quill!), and started writing down every single thought that came to his mind.
* * *
Meanwhile, Lily was still on her bed.
She stood, and, just as James did, went into her bathroom. She decided that this was where she would probably spend most of her time.
She muttered *Regladesk Charim* as she pointed to the empty wall with her wand. A sleek black leather armchair appeared. She sat on the chair and lifted the right arm. Satisfied, she pulled out the retractable oak lap desk.
Summoning some parchment from the desk by saying *Accio parchment and quill* (she had examined the desks of their materials on an earlier expedition) and placing them on the lap desk, she started writing her thoughts; which were about everything from skipping school to being with James.
* * *
A/N short chap. i think. at least that's how it shows up on notepad. well, you know that you have to review. next chapter should be up very shortly; i'm on spring break NOW until April 22. 23rd is the first day back. actually, i think i'll write the next few chapters for most of my fics up right now. search me on ffn 'author' every once in a while because i may have updated something.
hey, i got something to say. if you have any questions, you can email me or just review. what did you think about this chapter? review! i think chapter 5 had impact on this chapter... ;-)
After a long twenty minutes, Lily finally reached the map of England.
Pulling out her wand, she whispered, *Idiotiss.* [A/N she came upon the room while walking past the map saying 'the real idiot is james potter...]
The map swung open. Lily climbed into the small room. It had (oddly) two beds, two desks, two windows, and two bathrooms.
"What are YOU doing here?" two voices exclaimed. Lily stared at herself and realized that this was the other place James had in mind. The person she thought was herself was really James in her body.
"Same thing as you," they both replied at the same time.
"Great. Just great. I get to spend all my time with YOU," Lily groaned.
"You think I'm gonna like it? It'll be the time of my life," James retorted.
"Whatever you say. You took the left bed? Fine with me; my bed in the dorm is on the right anyways." Lily set her basket of food and the black bag of clothing next to the desk on the right. "I get this bathroom." She dragged the bag, now rid of its weightlessness charm, into the bathroom. After a few moments, she reappeared in the main room in James's robes.
"Good," James said, glancing up from a sheet of parchment, "I didn't look good in those tight robes."
"Mind you, it brought a cult of girls."
"Really?"
"Yes, unfortunately. Made me feel weird. And it took forever for me to lose them."
"As usual. They never get away."
"No one followed you, did they?"
"Not really. Unless you count Kyle Gryers, the fifth year Hufflepuff. I hope it doesn't matter that I swore at him."
"That ugly git? Just what I would have done." She plopped on James's bed and leaned over James's shoulder to see the parchment. He put his hand over it quickly.
"Sorry, you can't see this. F-M-E-O: for my eyes only."
"Probably some love letter to Rita Skeeter."
"I told you already; I hate her!"
"And I told you that I believed you before."
"Do you really want to know what this is?"
"Yeah."
"Well I'm not telling you."
"Oh come on!" She put her arms around his neck and made a grab for the parchment. James pulled it back.
"Don't--take--it," he gasped, pulling down with all his might. Lily was doing the same, except she was pulling up. She had elbow hanging around his neck, but she lifted her hand over his head and let it hover over his shoulder next to her other arm. James turned his neck to shout something at her and their lips met.
The parchment ripped. It was ignored.
Lily and James pulled apart and stared at each other. Thoughts flew through their heads.
Why hadn't we ever kissed before? That was really nice. Oh yeah, I remember now. We hate each other! --James
I never realized he was such a good kisser. We really should--not get together! I hate him! --Lily.
"James! How could you! What were you doing--" she thought for a moment "--testing it to see how you kiss?" She covered all her previous feelings.
"No! I...just--i dunno, did it." He shrugged his shoulder, veiling any hint of liking it.
"Well, I never." She stood up and stalked her way to the other bed. She flopped onto it, facing towards the wall, thinking.
* * *
James watched her and picked up the two pieces of the parchment off the floor. After performing a simple joining spell, he walked over to the desk. He read the paper over and placed it on the desk.
He went into his bathroom. *Prachirial Charim* he said, lifting his wand towards the empty wall. A red armchair appeared. He sat on it, conjured up some more paper and a quill (Accio parchment and quill!), and started writing down every single thought that came to his mind.
* * *
Meanwhile, Lily was still on her bed.
She stood, and, just as James did, went into her bathroom. She decided that this was where she would probably spend most of her time.
She muttered *Regladesk Charim* as she pointed to the empty wall with her wand. A sleek black leather armchair appeared. She sat on the chair and lifted the right arm. Satisfied, she pulled out the retractable oak lap desk.
Summoning some parchment from the desk by saying *Accio parchment and quill* (she had examined the desks of their materials on an earlier expedition) and placing them on the lap desk, she started writing her thoughts; which were about everything from skipping school to being with James.
* * *
A/N short chap. i think. at least that's how it shows up on notepad. well, you know that you have to review. next chapter should be up very shortly; i'm on spring break NOW until April 22. 23rd is the first day back. actually, i think i'll write the next few chapters for most of my fics up right now. search me on ffn 'author' every once in a while because i may have updated something.
hey, i got something to say. if you have any questions, you can email me or just review. what did you think about this chapter? review! i think chapter 5 had impact on this chapter... ;-)