chapter 4.
The school year would be over in just a month. Both Lily and James had gone out with several people over the weeks. For some reason, Oz decided to stay with James instead of going back to Lily. James found it nice to have someone to confide in without worrying about people finding out.
He confessed a lot of things. Everything from something that had happened when he was seven until this day and time was told to Oz. And he did confess his love of Lily, which he had realized after Sirius had pointed out to that he spent a lot of time staring at Lily. [He denied everything immediately.]
Oz was not really taken aback when James had said that. It was almost like he knew that it would happen, sooner if not later.
James had started spending less time thinking of Lily and spending more time on the OWLs they were taking at the time. He almost knew what he would recieve: 250 or more points out of 300 in everything except Charms and Herbology. He just didn't have a knack for Charms, and the Herbology teacher seemed to hate him personally.
Secretely, Oz was helping him in ways he didn't really realize. It was sort of 'hint, hint' or 'it's obvious!' during OWLs. Once, in Muggle Studies, he had said a few answers out loud. Smarter students looked at him curiously; students not as smart hurriedly copied them on to their own tests. The teacher did not reprimand him, for he was busy doing a crossword puzzle from the Daily Prophet and had tuned out his class.
On the last day of OWLs, the Gryffindor fifth years held a party in James' dorm room. Soon, though, Gryffindors of all ages joined in and it moved to the common room. James, however, stayed in his room and lay on his bed. He was there until Lily came back up to get something she had left there--her purse.
Sensing someone else in the room, she noticed James on his bed. "Did you go through my purse?" she demanded of him.
"No," he said tiredly.
"Just 'no'? No insult or comment other than that?"
"Nope."
"Are you coming down with something? Because it's just not natural..." She hurried over to James, still talking, and put the back of her hand on his forehead. She sat on his bed and exclaimed, "James, you're burning up!"
"Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you about the petrol I spread all over my bed and put a match to." He pushed her hand away.
"I'm not kidding, James. You. Are. Sick."
"I'm sorry, Lily. I just can't trust you. There's things about you I. Don't. Know." He spoke with more bravery than he truthfullly had, but still mocking her last words.
"I--I don't know what you're talking about. What do you mean?" She looked a little too much more concerned than bewildered for James.
"Did you really think Dumbledore would make me sit there for eight days straight?"
"No, but--"
"But what? There's always a 'but' with you. No straight answer."
"What are you trying to get to? I do too give straight answers!"
"Suppose I asked you if you had any sibli--No, suppose I asked you out. Then you'd be like 'No, but this and that and everything in between.' "
"Not necessarily."
"Whaddya mean 'not necessarily'?"
"Exactly that! Sometimes I add something, but not on important stuff. Like tests, or essays. Or when a teacher asks me a question."
"You just said 'but'!"
"I did not!"
"Did so!" James felt a transgression back to second grade.
"Did not! I think I know what I say."
"I am definitely lost." He paused, thinking over what he was going to say next. Well, he figured, spontaneity is always a plus to the girls, I think. "Okay, how about I ask you and you answer truthfully."
"Ask me what?"
"So, you wanna go out with me?"
"Do I want to WHAT?"
"You're not deaf, are you?"
"No, but--" she caught herself. "Fine, I will."
"You'll what? Become deaf..." He got it. "No, really."
"I said yeah."
"And you're not joking."
"No, James. Why don't you trust me?"
"Are there reasons to?"
"Yeah."
"Like what?"
"I dunno, this?" She kissed him softly.
James was so surprised that he was at a loss for words. So he just kissed her back.
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A/N this is the last chapter! how about that ending, huh? hope u liked it.
here are some prescriptions to stabalize your l/j fix: read Parts Of A Whole if you're looking for a neverending story. if you're looking for finished stories, read The Moments Before (1980) -or- A Joke Gone Too Far (7th year).
email nofrosting4me@yahoo.com with ?s, comments, and just stuff u want 2 say!
The school year would be over in just a month. Both Lily and James had gone out with several people over the weeks. For some reason, Oz decided to stay with James instead of going back to Lily. James found it nice to have someone to confide in without worrying about people finding out.
He confessed a lot of things. Everything from something that had happened when he was seven until this day and time was told to Oz. And he did confess his love of Lily, which he had realized after Sirius had pointed out to that he spent a lot of time staring at Lily. [He denied everything immediately.]
Oz was not really taken aback when James had said that. It was almost like he knew that it would happen, sooner if not later.
James had started spending less time thinking of Lily and spending more time on the OWLs they were taking at the time. He almost knew what he would recieve: 250 or more points out of 300 in everything except Charms and Herbology. He just didn't have a knack for Charms, and the Herbology teacher seemed to hate him personally.
Secretely, Oz was helping him in ways he didn't really realize. It was sort of 'hint, hint' or 'it's obvious!' during OWLs. Once, in Muggle Studies, he had said a few answers out loud. Smarter students looked at him curiously; students not as smart hurriedly copied them on to their own tests. The teacher did not reprimand him, for he was busy doing a crossword puzzle from the Daily Prophet and had tuned out his class.
On the last day of OWLs, the Gryffindor fifth years held a party in James' dorm room. Soon, though, Gryffindors of all ages joined in and it moved to the common room. James, however, stayed in his room and lay on his bed. He was there until Lily came back up to get something she had left there--her purse.
Sensing someone else in the room, she noticed James on his bed. "Did you go through my purse?" she demanded of him.
"No," he said tiredly.
"Just 'no'? No insult or comment other than that?"
"Nope."
"Are you coming down with something? Because it's just not natural..." She hurried over to James, still talking, and put the back of her hand on his forehead. She sat on his bed and exclaimed, "James, you're burning up!"
"Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you about the petrol I spread all over my bed and put a match to." He pushed her hand away.
"I'm not kidding, James. You. Are. Sick."
"I'm sorry, Lily. I just can't trust you. There's things about you I. Don't. Know." He spoke with more bravery than he truthfullly had, but still mocking her last words.
"I--I don't know what you're talking about. What do you mean?" She looked a little too much more concerned than bewildered for James.
"Did you really think Dumbledore would make me sit there for eight days straight?"
"No, but--"
"But what? There's always a 'but' with you. No straight answer."
"What are you trying to get to? I do too give straight answers!"
"Suppose I asked you if you had any sibli--No, suppose I asked you out. Then you'd be like 'No, but this and that and everything in between.' "
"Not necessarily."
"Whaddya mean 'not necessarily'?"
"Exactly that! Sometimes I add something, but not on important stuff. Like tests, or essays. Or when a teacher asks me a question."
"You just said 'but'!"
"I did not!"
"Did so!" James felt a transgression back to second grade.
"Did not! I think I know what I say."
"I am definitely lost." He paused, thinking over what he was going to say next. Well, he figured, spontaneity is always a plus to the girls, I think. "Okay, how about I ask you and you answer truthfully."
"Ask me what?"
"So, you wanna go out with me?"
"Do I want to WHAT?"
"You're not deaf, are you?"
"No, but--" she caught herself. "Fine, I will."
"You'll what? Become deaf..." He got it. "No, really."
"I said yeah."
"And you're not joking."
"No, James. Why don't you trust me?"
"Are there reasons to?"
"Yeah."
"Like what?"
"I dunno, this?" She kissed him softly.
James was so surprised that he was at a loss for words. So he just kissed her back.
* * *
A/N this is the last chapter! how about that ending, huh? hope u liked it.
here are some prescriptions to stabalize your l/j fix: read Parts Of A Whole if you're looking for a neverending story. if you're looking for finished stories, read The Moments Before (1980) -or- A Joke Gone Too Far (7th year).
email nofrosting4me@yahoo.com with ?s, comments, and just stuff u want 2 say!