Lily Hates James Hates Lily Part IX
Hehehe...I'm going to have fun with this. I'd give u a subtitle, but this one ur going to have to actually read. Anyhow, you know the deal, r/r
"You look good in scarlet robes." James followed Lily out of the portriat hole, a sly grin on his face.
Lily ignored him. "Do you have you speech prepared?" She smiled at him sweetly.
"Do I get a kiss?" James stepped ahead so he was blocking her path. Lily smiled, and tilted her head up so James could kiss her... and stepped aside at the last moment.
"After your speech." Lily continued walking down the hallway. James sighed and raced off to follow her into the great hall.
It was an age old tradition for Quidditch teams to be up early than everybody else. As it was, Lily and James were the last ones there, Wood up pacing by the teacher's table, the Slytherins huddled together as a morphing mass of green, and Gryffindor's own players restlessly playing with their food. Of all of them, only the red haired seventh year keeper Arthur Weasly was eating. Even Sirius looked nervous.
Will Chang looked up as they approached. "It's raining," was his greeting. He indicated the grey ceiling.
James moaned, and slid onto the bench next to the Gildroy. Through lack of better choice, Wood ended up putting Gildroy in as beater, presumably with the idea Gildroy's head was large enough to distract the buldger from more important teamates.
Gildroy smiled brightly. "Well, looks like a fine day for me to make my debut as Gryffindor's star player." He went on, singing his own praises. James buried his head in his hands.
"Roy?" A lanky third year, seated at the end of the table, was furiously glaring at the fifth year through red streaked eyes. "Shut up." Gildroy looked hurt.
"Roy, I'm sure Jesse didn't mean that." Lily smiled slightly at the third year, but hurridly continued as Gildroy opened his mouth. "But maybe we could do with a bit of quiet." She placed a light hand over Gildroy's mouth. He scowled, but did close his mouth.
James looked up as silence settled on the room. "It's-" he stopped short as Lily glared at him. "-time for me to shut up again." He buried his head back in his hands. Lily breathed a sigh of relief. Almost anything James said came out as insult or joke, and Lily really didn't feel like dealing with the responses.
The table sat in silence for several moments longer, until other students began to file into the room.
"You're going to beat them, right?" Amos Diggory asked as he passed them, going to the Hufflepuff table. James smiled sardonically at the seventh year, but didn't bother to answer.
Lily looked with satisfaction at the growing crowd of students. She prodded James in the shoulder. "It's ti-me." She smiled. Next to her, Karana grinned, knowing what was coming.
James scowled, but stood up, abliet slowly, onto the bench. "Um...I'd like your attention, please." He said it dully, clearly not wanting people's attention at all. Lily gave a little 'oh' and reached into her bag, pulling out a portable amplifier. She handed it up to James, who gave a sarcastic smile and mouthed the word 'thanks.'
"I've been told-" here Lily glared at James "-that I have to give a speech on why girls do everything better than boys." Slowly, people turned around to look at him. "So here it is." He glanced down at some notes he had written on his hand.
"Number One. Girls don't have balls, which means they don't do dumb things." Several of the teachers looked startled at this announcement, but Dumbledore shushed them, blue eyes twinking. "Of course, it also means they don't take risks, but seeing as my girlfriend is glaring at me right now, I won't carry that thought further." James smiled as scattered laughs were heard throughout the hall. Even the Slytherins smiled a bit, though an ever deepining scowl was seen on Severus's face.
"Number Two. Girls know how to smile better, which means they can weasle themselves into almost any position." James grinned at the double meaning. Amos Diggory could be seen howling with laughted. Lily's eyes had narrowed into slits. James saw this and hastily changed his plan.
"But lastly, and most importantly, they're nicer, smarter, and generally full of more goodwill, which is how you succeed in life." James beamed down at Lily, whose mouth was curving into an unwilling smile. Several males, including Amos and Lucius, looked dumbfounded at this last statement, but most of the girls, and even a few boys, were clapping thundorously as James sat down.
"You had me worried," Lily told him as he sipped his juice.
"You didn't think I would actually give an entirely sexist speech, did you?" James looked down at Lily, eyes twinkling. Across the table, Sirius smirked, recalling that that was exactly what his friend had intended to do.
Wood was approaching the table, a scowl on his face. "Not what I had in mind when I said 'pre-game prep talk'," he said, indicating James's captains badge. James smiled sweetly as Wood's scowled deepened. "Well, get your team out to the feild. The Slytherins already left." Almost on que, the entire Gryffindor team turned to the Slytherin table, where, indeed, there were seven empty seats, quite noticably as most of them had been occupied by oversized people. One tall, lean figure dresseed in green robes stood by the door.
"Yo, team!" James stood up, using over-mochoness to cover up his anxiety. "Time to go." Five other players stood up, leaving there full plates behind them. James galnced down to where Lily's red hair was still several feet below him. "You coming?"
Lily looked up, and smiled as she saw James's face peering down at her, surrounded by a halo of grey clouds. "Yeah, I'll be there in a second. Go ahead without me." James looked doubtful, but left.
"Lily..." Karana's voice held a certain warning note as her friend stood up.
"I'm just going to talk to him," Lily told Karana, tossing her hair slightly.
"Just as long as you know what you're doing," Karana muttered to her porridge, think the exact opposite. Her friend had already left.
"Hey, Severus," Lily greeted the taller boy with false brightness. "What's up?"
Severus regarded her with a long, calculating stare. Lily fidgeted under his gaze. "I guess you heard the speech..."
Severus sighed dramatically. "Lily, what are you doing?"
"About what?" Lily asked innocently. Severus just gave her a long, penetrating glare. "Alright. He's...different then I thought he'd be." Severus lifted an eyebrow. "So he's not the most... I don't know, politcally correct person I've ever met! He's just... James. I mean, why not?"
"If he's so perfect, why are you defending him to me?" Severus asked, leaning back against the wall.
"I don't know!" Lily looked exasperated. She smiled slightly. "Let's change the subject. Do you know how you'll feel when you lose today?"
Severus smiled good naturedly. "We're not going to lose...though I almost wish we would. Why on earth did you make that bet?" He looked almost worried.
Lily shrugged. "Because we're going to win... and I figured it be good for a laugh, to see Lucius dancing with Crabbe." She grinned. Severus smiled back at her, almost fatherly. "We should have chats more often, Severus. I've missed them."
"We should," Severus agreed, his eyes contianing a faraway look. He shook himself, as though snapping out a daze. "We should also go to the field now, before we're missed." In a display of mock gallantry, he offered her his arm.
Lily grinned as she took it. "Yes we should." Together they began the llong trek to the field.
Behind them, the empty corridor became occupied, body part by body part, as a tall figure slowly removed a silver cloak.
The rest of the team was waiting in the locker room when James arrived. "Where were you?" Lily asked, smiling. "You left before me."
James's stomach tightened in anger, but his face didn't reveal anything. "I left something in the dormitory." He smiled, but inside he was burning up. He turned to face the rest of the team. "Are we going to win?" A resounding yes met his question. "Well then let's go out there and do it! You don't need me to say anything." He grinned, and the team began to file out. "Oh, Lily?" Lily turned slowly, as the rest of the team made there way out onto the feild. Jeff Weasly, Arthur's younger brother, was making colorful commentary already up by the stands, and could be heard listing off the first five players off the Gryffindor team.
"Yes?" Lily smiled slightly slyly. "You want that kiss now?"
James ignored her. "Have a nice chat with Snape?" He glared at her. Lily's smile dissappeared quickly.
"You were spying on me?" she asked shrilly.
"With good cause!" James retorted. "I guess we should break up now before you go crawling back to that... that... SLYTHERIN!"
"You... you..." Lily's face was red enough to match her hair. "HOW DARE YOU! I guess we should break up, if you're that suspicious and jealous," she sneered slightly, stomping out onto the field. James followed, face pinched with anger.
"AND HERE'S THE TWO REMAINING PLAYERS FOR THE GRYFFINDOR TEAM!" Jeff's voice came amplified down. "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Lily Evans, and captain JAMES POTTER!" Resounding cheers met both names. Everyone in the stands was too far away to notice the hostility between the last two arrivals.
Proffessor McGonagall, making her debut as Quidditch ref, hovered over James and Lucius. "Shake hands, you two...nicely," she added, as knuckles tightened. James glared at the Slytherin.
"You're going down," he whispered, almost malevolently.
Lucius smirked. "We'll see."
James didn't look at Lily as the whistle blew.
Hehehe...I'm going to have fun with this. I'd give u a subtitle, but this one ur going to have to actually read. Anyhow, you know the deal, r/r
"You look good in scarlet robes." James followed Lily out of the portriat hole, a sly grin on his face.
Lily ignored him. "Do you have you speech prepared?" She smiled at him sweetly.
"Do I get a kiss?" James stepped ahead so he was blocking her path. Lily smiled, and tilted her head up so James could kiss her... and stepped aside at the last moment.
"After your speech." Lily continued walking down the hallway. James sighed and raced off to follow her into the great hall.
It was an age old tradition for Quidditch teams to be up early than everybody else. As it was, Lily and James were the last ones there, Wood up pacing by the teacher's table, the Slytherins huddled together as a morphing mass of green, and Gryffindor's own players restlessly playing with their food. Of all of them, only the red haired seventh year keeper Arthur Weasly was eating. Even Sirius looked nervous.
Will Chang looked up as they approached. "It's raining," was his greeting. He indicated the grey ceiling.
James moaned, and slid onto the bench next to the Gildroy. Through lack of better choice, Wood ended up putting Gildroy in as beater, presumably with the idea Gildroy's head was large enough to distract the buldger from more important teamates.
Gildroy smiled brightly. "Well, looks like a fine day for me to make my debut as Gryffindor's star player." He went on, singing his own praises. James buried his head in his hands.
"Roy?" A lanky third year, seated at the end of the table, was furiously glaring at the fifth year through red streaked eyes. "Shut up." Gildroy looked hurt.
"Roy, I'm sure Jesse didn't mean that." Lily smiled slightly at the third year, but hurridly continued as Gildroy opened his mouth. "But maybe we could do with a bit of quiet." She placed a light hand over Gildroy's mouth. He scowled, but did close his mouth.
James looked up as silence settled on the room. "It's-" he stopped short as Lily glared at him. "-time for me to shut up again." He buried his head back in his hands. Lily breathed a sigh of relief. Almost anything James said came out as insult or joke, and Lily really didn't feel like dealing with the responses.
The table sat in silence for several moments longer, until other students began to file into the room.
"You're going to beat them, right?" Amos Diggory asked as he passed them, going to the Hufflepuff table. James smiled sardonically at the seventh year, but didn't bother to answer.
Lily looked with satisfaction at the growing crowd of students. She prodded James in the shoulder. "It's ti-me." She smiled. Next to her, Karana grinned, knowing what was coming.
James scowled, but stood up, abliet slowly, onto the bench. "Um...I'd like your attention, please." He said it dully, clearly not wanting people's attention at all. Lily gave a little 'oh' and reached into her bag, pulling out a portable amplifier. She handed it up to James, who gave a sarcastic smile and mouthed the word 'thanks.'
"I've been told-" here Lily glared at James "-that I have to give a speech on why girls do everything better than boys." Slowly, people turned around to look at him. "So here it is." He glanced down at some notes he had written on his hand.
"Number One. Girls don't have balls, which means they don't do dumb things." Several of the teachers looked startled at this announcement, but Dumbledore shushed them, blue eyes twinking. "Of course, it also means they don't take risks, but seeing as my girlfriend is glaring at me right now, I won't carry that thought further." James smiled as scattered laughs were heard throughout the hall. Even the Slytherins smiled a bit, though an ever deepining scowl was seen on Severus's face.
"Number Two. Girls know how to smile better, which means they can weasle themselves into almost any position." James grinned at the double meaning. Amos Diggory could be seen howling with laughted. Lily's eyes had narrowed into slits. James saw this and hastily changed his plan.
"But lastly, and most importantly, they're nicer, smarter, and generally full of more goodwill, which is how you succeed in life." James beamed down at Lily, whose mouth was curving into an unwilling smile. Several males, including Amos and Lucius, looked dumbfounded at this last statement, but most of the girls, and even a few boys, were clapping thundorously as James sat down.
"You had me worried," Lily told him as he sipped his juice.
"You didn't think I would actually give an entirely sexist speech, did you?" James looked down at Lily, eyes twinkling. Across the table, Sirius smirked, recalling that that was exactly what his friend had intended to do.
Wood was approaching the table, a scowl on his face. "Not what I had in mind when I said 'pre-game prep talk'," he said, indicating James's captains badge. James smiled sweetly as Wood's scowled deepened. "Well, get your team out to the feild. The Slytherins already left." Almost on que, the entire Gryffindor team turned to the Slytherin table, where, indeed, there were seven empty seats, quite noticably as most of them had been occupied by oversized people. One tall, lean figure dresseed in green robes stood by the door.
"Yo, team!" James stood up, using over-mochoness to cover up his anxiety. "Time to go." Five other players stood up, leaving there full plates behind them. James galnced down to where Lily's red hair was still several feet below him. "You coming?"
Lily looked up, and smiled as she saw James's face peering down at her, surrounded by a halo of grey clouds. "Yeah, I'll be there in a second. Go ahead without me." James looked doubtful, but left.
"Lily..." Karana's voice held a certain warning note as her friend stood up.
"I'm just going to talk to him," Lily told Karana, tossing her hair slightly.
"Just as long as you know what you're doing," Karana muttered to her porridge, think the exact opposite. Her friend had already left.
"Hey, Severus," Lily greeted the taller boy with false brightness. "What's up?"
Severus regarded her with a long, calculating stare. Lily fidgeted under his gaze. "I guess you heard the speech..."
Severus sighed dramatically. "Lily, what are you doing?"
"About what?" Lily asked innocently. Severus just gave her a long, penetrating glare. "Alright. He's...different then I thought he'd be." Severus lifted an eyebrow. "So he's not the most... I don't know, politcally correct person I've ever met! He's just... James. I mean, why not?"
"If he's so perfect, why are you defending him to me?" Severus asked, leaning back against the wall.
"I don't know!" Lily looked exasperated. She smiled slightly. "Let's change the subject. Do you know how you'll feel when you lose today?"
Severus smiled good naturedly. "We're not going to lose...though I almost wish we would. Why on earth did you make that bet?" He looked almost worried.
Lily shrugged. "Because we're going to win... and I figured it be good for a laugh, to see Lucius dancing with Crabbe." She grinned. Severus smiled back at her, almost fatherly. "We should have chats more often, Severus. I've missed them."
"We should," Severus agreed, his eyes contianing a faraway look. He shook himself, as though snapping out a daze. "We should also go to the field now, before we're missed." In a display of mock gallantry, he offered her his arm.
Lily grinned as she took it. "Yes we should." Together they began the llong trek to the field.
Behind them, the empty corridor became occupied, body part by body part, as a tall figure slowly removed a silver cloak.
The rest of the team was waiting in the locker room when James arrived. "Where were you?" Lily asked, smiling. "You left before me."
James's stomach tightened in anger, but his face didn't reveal anything. "I left something in the dormitory." He smiled, but inside he was burning up. He turned to face the rest of the team. "Are we going to win?" A resounding yes met his question. "Well then let's go out there and do it! You don't need me to say anything." He grinned, and the team began to file out. "Oh, Lily?" Lily turned slowly, as the rest of the team made there way out onto the feild. Jeff Weasly, Arthur's younger brother, was making colorful commentary already up by the stands, and could be heard listing off the first five players off the Gryffindor team.
"Yes?" Lily smiled slightly slyly. "You want that kiss now?"
James ignored her. "Have a nice chat with Snape?" He glared at her. Lily's smile dissappeared quickly.
"You were spying on me?" she asked shrilly.
"With good cause!" James retorted. "I guess we should break up now before you go crawling back to that... that... SLYTHERIN!"
"You... you..." Lily's face was red enough to match her hair. "HOW DARE YOU! I guess we should break up, if you're that suspicious and jealous," she sneered slightly, stomping out onto the field. James followed, face pinched with anger.
"AND HERE'S THE TWO REMAINING PLAYERS FOR THE GRYFFINDOR TEAM!" Jeff's voice came amplified down. "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Lily Evans, and captain JAMES POTTER!" Resounding cheers met both names. Everyone in the stands was too far away to notice the hostility between the last two arrivals.
Proffessor McGonagall, making her debut as Quidditch ref, hovered over James and Lucius. "Shake hands, you two...nicely," she added, as knuckles tightened. James glared at the Slytherin.
"You're going down," he whispered, almost malevolently.
Lucius smirked. "We'll see."
James didn't look at Lily as the whistle blew.