A/N
I'm so sorry it's been taking so long! I've been having writers block :(. Plus I've been having exams, and those are always so much fun. Yeah, right. Latin's tommorrow, and I actually have to sudy! What's the world coming to?So, I think this is going to be the second to last of Lily Hates James Hates Lily. So sad. So here's the (hopefully) long awaited Part XI.
Chaos was breaking out in the Hospital Wing. Dumbledore surveyed the aftermath of a hard fought quidditch battle with a sigh. Will Chang was moaning in pain from the 'healing charm' Gildroy had used to mend his leg from where Crabbe had hit it; unfortunately, the healing charm had only half worked, leaving Will with half a leg and Gildroy with an extra one spouting off his forehead. The arrogant boy had been so disgruntled at the sight that he had feinted on the spot.
Anterhyst was out cold, after an unfortunate bludger had clunked him in the head. Likewise, Crabbe and Goyle were excruciating pain after Sirius had hit them with his club. His story was that the club flew out of his hand and scraped across the Slytherins' head.
Lucius Malfoy was lying on the next bed, groaning in pain as Madam Pomfrey muttered the spells that would heal his back.
And Lily Evans, of all people, sat holding his hand.
Dumbledore frowned when he saw this. Lily and that Slytherin? Not that Dumbledore was one to stand in the way of love on basis of house or blood, but if this was love, then he was a toad.
Not suprisingly, neither James nor Sirius graced the hospital wing with their cureently rather annoyed presences, though both sustained injuries and half their team was currently residing there. It was probably for the best. Crabbe and Will were already ready exchanging dagger like glances.
Madam Pomfrey finished working on Lucius and moved onto Jesse. The Slytherin smiled in his sleep and moved closer to Lily's hand causing the Gryffindor a repressed shudder. Dumbledore frowned as Lily quickly covered up any distaste towards Lucius. There were some people who were overly paranoid or cautious, but Lily wasn't one of them. Lily was the kind of person whose instincts you could trust, yet here she was, covering up her own feelings. What had changed?
Lily left Lucius to go sit by Jesse and Will, avoiding, Dumbledore noticed, Gildroy. Flint came in, followed by several nasty looking Slytherin girls whom Madam Pomfrey hastened to shoo out.
Lily looked up as Marcus entered the previously quiet room, now noisy by threats, yells, and the oohs and aws of Marcus's flock. She scowled in distaste, wishing her peace hadn't been disturbed. It was so easy to sit, relax, and forget...
Was it really her fault if James got all paranoid? Maybe she shouldn't have talked to Snape, and maybe she had been unfair to him, but hadn't he overreacted? He had purposefully lost the game, and now she had to go to the the dance with Lucius...
Lily couldn't tell how she felt about the Slytherin she'd hated for so long. When she thought about James (when he wasn't being stupid) she felt like there was a side of her she hadn't known was there, a part of her buried beneath a sarcastic and contrary personality. And he knew things about her she hadn't told anyone, and had thought no one would ever know. James was almost the opposite, with a certain charm that gave him not friends and girlfriends alike but a rather inflated ego. But then again, maybe she had just been so focused on feeling sorry for herself that she hadn't noticed there was more to him...
And then there was Lucius, cold and mysterious Lucius who intrigued her. In some ways, he was like the mirror image of herself, always aloof, never revealing anything. Was her attraction to Lucius the same as James's to her?
Lily shuddered again. She hoped not.
James was moping. He'd gone through the anger phase, the other anger phase, and the Lily is the worst person on earth phase, and now he was on to moping.
"She... she... with him! And I liked her! And she liked...him!" James's voice drifted between bewilderment and outrage. "And I thought Snape was bad? But...Malfoy! I got dumped for that scum?" James ran frustrated fingers through his hair.
Sirius watched his friend with pity. "Technically, Prongs, you dumped her." 'Prongs' raised angry eyes to glare at Sirius, suggesting that perhaps this wasn't the best time to point out that. He tried a different tactic.
"Look at it this way. She liked you enough to try and hurt you that much when you dumped her." Again, the glare. Sirius threw his hands up in the air, clearly restraining himself from throttling James. "Well, it could have been worse! It could have been Gildory!" Sirius shivered at the very thought.
James glared at his friend. "You aren't helping. You're supposed to say, Prongs, Lily is an insane lunatic who cast a love charm on me so that I couldn't resist, and left me because somewhere in her oddly distorted mind she found affection for the scummiest, lowest, vileist..."
"Prongs, you're being an arse."
Back to the glaring.
"If you like her so much, why did you dump her in the first place?" Sirius was clearly running out of ideas.
James scowled. "It isn't about her." He emphasized the last word with a sneer. "It's about... she's supposed to be devasted. I dumped her! And she was supposed to come back begging for forgiveness. But no. She turns around, picks the next rat she sees, and makes me look like a total idiot."
Sirius's eyes narrowed. "James, you know I'm you're friend, right?"
James was facing away from Sirius, and didn't see the anger contorting his friends face. "Yeah," he said despondently.
"So you know what I'm about to tell you is coming from a concerned friend, right?" A sullen nod. "Considering the way you're acting right now, Lucius was a step up for Lily, and you know how much I despise Lucuis." His eyes glinted dangerously, and James paled slightly. "So you are going to stop acting like a sullen baby, get off you're arse, and go tell Lily you're sorry. Okay?" James could only nod. "Good." Sirius turned and stormed out of the room, leaving a relatively shaken James behind him.
Karana was waiting for him at the top of the stairs. "Do you think it will work?" Her eyes pleaded him to say yes.
Sirius leaned back against the wall, running his hands through his hair. "I hope so," he said impersonally, avoiding her gaze. He didn't want to tell her the truth, that he'd never seen James act like this, that he was just as worried about his friendship as he was about Lily's and James's. James could be so stubborn sometimes! Sirius wanted to scream in frustration.
Karana flinched at his sudden coldness. "Well, I should go talk to Lily." There was hurt in her voice. She started to move away.
"Karana, wait." Sirius sounded extremely tired.
Karana turned, one eyebrow lifted. "Can we kiss and make up?" She asked impishly. Sirius grinned and pulled her closer to him.
"I don't see why not."
Sirius's sudden outburst had left James shocked, but there was a nagging voice somewhere in the back of his head that was screaming Arse! Arse! And whether or not he admitted it out loud, James knew what his friend said was true. He had been acting like a jerk, and he knew why. He'd never, ever liked anyone as much as Lily, and he didn't want to lose her.
He hated apologizing! It was so...not him. James Potter was never wrong, right?
But he knew he was, and he knew he had to go talk to her.
And unfortuanately, he knew exactly where she'd be. James set off to the hospital wing, all the while wondering what he was going to tell her. He'd always been one of those people that could charm a mouse near a cat, if need be, andyet he felt like he couldn't do that with her.
Sure enough, a head of bright red hair was standing by the door into the hospital wing. James frowned. Why was she just standing there? And then he saw...
Lily Evans, kissing Lucius Malfoy. Trying to see how long they could go without air, apparently. The very sight of Lucius moving his nasty pale hands around Lily made James want to....
"Why, Potter." Lucius sneered, pulling away from Lily to look over her shoulder. Lily spun around, face as red as her hair.
"J-J-James?" She began, but Lucius cut her off.
"I see you've met my date for the dance tonight." Lucius smiled evilly. "I must say, from what Snape told me, you've greatly improved her kissing ability. My thanks."
"James-" this time it was James himself who cut her off.
"Well, I guess I misjudged you, Lily." James's glare was coldand penetrating. "As for you, Lucius, pounding the crap out of you was really lots of fun. I guess that's all there is to say." Outwardly, James was the very model of calm as he turned around slowly to leave. Inside, he brain was moving too fast for him to hear his own thoughts.
Lily watched him go, wondering what on earth she had done. Behind her, Lucius chuckled slightly and pulled her back to back to him. Lily moved away with a look of repulsion. Lucius sneered and yanked her up against him, kissing her long and hard before letting her go.
"Remember, Evans, a bet's a bet." His face, so close to hers, now repelled Lily, but she moved closer so she could whisper in his ear, and, more importantly, move her leg in between his. With a sudden motion, she brought her knee up. Malfoy would testifiy that it was a very hard knee, especially since he doubled over in pain.
"And, Malfoy, a testicle's a testicle." Lily smiled sourly and, after a 'small' shove, left him.
Three corridors later, James's mind was finally slowing down into simple thoughts. Kill Lily. Torture Lucius. Death to Snape and Sirius. Kiss somebody.
He wasn't enitrely sure where that last thought came from, but it made sense when he thought about it. Lily got to kiss someone, so why shouldn't he? That's exactly what he should do, James decided reasonably.
So he kissed the first girl he saw. Long and hard. He hadn't taken the time to see who it was. Except that she had long, black hair. Come to think of it, Lily's friend Karana had long black hair. Perfect.
He pulled away from her, smiling superiorly. Karana flinched sheepishly.
"Um...James?" James grinned, waiting for the astonishment, the praise, the happiness to come pouring out.
"I guess Sirius didn't tell you we're going out." Karana smiled slowly, realizing that that was the first time she got to say those words. It felt good.
James banged his head into the wall.
I'm so sorry it's been taking so long! I've been having writers block :(. Plus I've been having exams, and those are always so much fun. Yeah, right. Latin's tommorrow, and I actually have to sudy! What's the world coming to?So, I think this is going to be the second to last of Lily Hates James Hates Lily. So sad. So here's the (hopefully) long awaited Part XI.
Chaos was breaking out in the Hospital Wing. Dumbledore surveyed the aftermath of a hard fought quidditch battle with a sigh. Will Chang was moaning in pain from the 'healing charm' Gildroy had used to mend his leg from where Crabbe had hit it; unfortunately, the healing charm had only half worked, leaving Will with half a leg and Gildroy with an extra one spouting off his forehead. The arrogant boy had been so disgruntled at the sight that he had feinted on the spot.
Anterhyst was out cold, after an unfortunate bludger had clunked him in the head. Likewise, Crabbe and Goyle were excruciating pain after Sirius had hit them with his club. His story was that the club flew out of his hand and scraped across the Slytherins' head.
Lucius Malfoy was lying on the next bed, groaning in pain as Madam Pomfrey muttered the spells that would heal his back.
And Lily Evans, of all people, sat holding his hand.
Dumbledore frowned when he saw this. Lily and that Slytherin? Not that Dumbledore was one to stand in the way of love on basis of house or blood, but if this was love, then he was a toad.
Not suprisingly, neither James nor Sirius graced the hospital wing with their cureently rather annoyed presences, though both sustained injuries and half their team was currently residing there. It was probably for the best. Crabbe and Will were already ready exchanging dagger like glances.
Madam Pomfrey finished working on Lucius and moved onto Jesse. The Slytherin smiled in his sleep and moved closer to Lily's hand causing the Gryffindor a repressed shudder. Dumbledore frowned as Lily quickly covered up any distaste towards Lucius. There were some people who were overly paranoid or cautious, but Lily wasn't one of them. Lily was the kind of person whose instincts you could trust, yet here she was, covering up her own feelings. What had changed?
Lily left Lucius to go sit by Jesse and Will, avoiding, Dumbledore noticed, Gildroy. Flint came in, followed by several nasty looking Slytherin girls whom Madam Pomfrey hastened to shoo out.
Lily looked up as Marcus entered the previously quiet room, now noisy by threats, yells, and the oohs and aws of Marcus's flock. She scowled in distaste, wishing her peace hadn't been disturbed. It was so easy to sit, relax, and forget...
Was it really her fault if James got all paranoid? Maybe she shouldn't have talked to Snape, and maybe she had been unfair to him, but hadn't he overreacted? He had purposefully lost the game, and now she had to go to the the dance with Lucius...
Lily couldn't tell how she felt about the Slytherin she'd hated for so long. When she thought about James (when he wasn't being stupid) she felt like there was a side of her she hadn't known was there, a part of her buried beneath a sarcastic and contrary personality. And he knew things about her she hadn't told anyone, and had thought no one would ever know. James was almost the opposite, with a certain charm that gave him not friends and girlfriends alike but a rather inflated ego. But then again, maybe she had just been so focused on feeling sorry for herself that she hadn't noticed there was more to him...
And then there was Lucius, cold and mysterious Lucius who intrigued her. In some ways, he was like the mirror image of herself, always aloof, never revealing anything. Was her attraction to Lucius the same as James's to her?
Lily shuddered again. She hoped not.
James was moping. He'd gone through the anger phase, the other anger phase, and the Lily is the worst person on earth phase, and now he was on to moping.
"She... she... with him! And I liked her! And she liked...him!" James's voice drifted between bewilderment and outrage. "And I thought Snape was bad? But...Malfoy! I got dumped for that scum?" James ran frustrated fingers through his hair.
Sirius watched his friend with pity. "Technically, Prongs, you dumped her." 'Prongs' raised angry eyes to glare at Sirius, suggesting that perhaps this wasn't the best time to point out that. He tried a different tactic.
"Look at it this way. She liked you enough to try and hurt you that much when you dumped her." Again, the glare. Sirius threw his hands up in the air, clearly restraining himself from throttling James. "Well, it could have been worse! It could have been Gildory!" Sirius shivered at the very thought.
James glared at his friend. "You aren't helping. You're supposed to say, Prongs, Lily is an insane lunatic who cast a love charm on me so that I couldn't resist, and left me because somewhere in her oddly distorted mind she found affection for the scummiest, lowest, vileist..."
"Prongs, you're being an arse."
Back to the glaring.
"If you like her so much, why did you dump her in the first place?" Sirius was clearly running out of ideas.
James scowled. "It isn't about her." He emphasized the last word with a sneer. "It's about... she's supposed to be devasted. I dumped her! And she was supposed to come back begging for forgiveness. But no. She turns around, picks the next rat she sees, and makes me look like a total idiot."
Sirius's eyes narrowed. "James, you know I'm you're friend, right?"
James was facing away from Sirius, and didn't see the anger contorting his friends face. "Yeah," he said despondently.
"So you know what I'm about to tell you is coming from a concerned friend, right?" A sullen nod. "Considering the way you're acting right now, Lucius was a step up for Lily, and you know how much I despise Lucuis." His eyes glinted dangerously, and James paled slightly. "So you are going to stop acting like a sullen baby, get off you're arse, and go tell Lily you're sorry. Okay?" James could only nod. "Good." Sirius turned and stormed out of the room, leaving a relatively shaken James behind him.
Karana was waiting for him at the top of the stairs. "Do you think it will work?" Her eyes pleaded him to say yes.
Sirius leaned back against the wall, running his hands through his hair. "I hope so," he said impersonally, avoiding her gaze. He didn't want to tell her the truth, that he'd never seen James act like this, that he was just as worried about his friendship as he was about Lily's and James's. James could be so stubborn sometimes! Sirius wanted to scream in frustration.
Karana flinched at his sudden coldness. "Well, I should go talk to Lily." There was hurt in her voice. She started to move away.
"Karana, wait." Sirius sounded extremely tired.
Karana turned, one eyebrow lifted. "Can we kiss and make up?" She asked impishly. Sirius grinned and pulled her closer to him.
"I don't see why not."
Sirius's sudden outburst had left James shocked, but there was a nagging voice somewhere in the back of his head that was screaming Arse! Arse! And whether or not he admitted it out loud, James knew what his friend said was true. He had been acting like a jerk, and he knew why. He'd never, ever liked anyone as much as Lily, and he didn't want to lose her.
He hated apologizing! It was so...not him. James Potter was never wrong, right?
But he knew he was, and he knew he had to go talk to her.
And unfortuanately, he knew exactly where she'd be. James set off to the hospital wing, all the while wondering what he was going to tell her. He'd always been one of those people that could charm a mouse near a cat, if need be, andyet he felt like he couldn't do that with her.
Sure enough, a head of bright red hair was standing by the door into the hospital wing. James frowned. Why was she just standing there? And then he saw...
Lily Evans, kissing Lucius Malfoy. Trying to see how long they could go without air, apparently. The very sight of Lucius moving his nasty pale hands around Lily made James want to....
"Why, Potter." Lucius sneered, pulling away from Lily to look over her shoulder. Lily spun around, face as red as her hair.
"J-J-James?" She began, but Lucius cut her off.
"I see you've met my date for the dance tonight." Lucius smiled evilly. "I must say, from what Snape told me, you've greatly improved her kissing ability. My thanks."
"James-" this time it was James himself who cut her off.
"Well, I guess I misjudged you, Lily." James's glare was coldand penetrating. "As for you, Lucius, pounding the crap out of you was really lots of fun. I guess that's all there is to say." Outwardly, James was the very model of calm as he turned around slowly to leave. Inside, he brain was moving too fast for him to hear his own thoughts.
Lily watched him go, wondering what on earth she had done. Behind her, Lucius chuckled slightly and pulled her back to back to him. Lily moved away with a look of repulsion. Lucius sneered and yanked her up against him, kissing her long and hard before letting her go.
"Remember, Evans, a bet's a bet." His face, so close to hers, now repelled Lily, but she moved closer so she could whisper in his ear, and, more importantly, move her leg in between his. With a sudden motion, she brought her knee up. Malfoy would testifiy that it was a very hard knee, especially since he doubled over in pain.
"And, Malfoy, a testicle's a testicle." Lily smiled sourly and, after a 'small' shove, left him.
Three corridors later, James's mind was finally slowing down into simple thoughts. Kill Lily. Torture Lucius. Death to Snape and Sirius. Kiss somebody.
He wasn't enitrely sure where that last thought came from, but it made sense when he thought about it. Lily got to kiss someone, so why shouldn't he? That's exactly what he should do, James decided reasonably.
So he kissed the first girl he saw. Long and hard. He hadn't taken the time to see who it was. Except that she had long, black hair. Come to think of it, Lily's friend Karana had long black hair. Perfect.
He pulled away from her, smiling superiorly. Karana flinched sheepishly.
"Um...James?" James grinned, waiting for the astonishment, the praise, the happiness to come pouring out.
"I guess Sirius didn't tell you we're going out." Karana smiled slowly, realizing that that was the first time she got to say those words. It felt good.
James banged his head into the wall.