chapter 7.
[A/N if u wanna know, i went back and changed the previous chaps so you figure that james wears glasses.]
[Disclaimer! i own nothing. not even these words. some guy, prob named mr. webster, invented these.]
A few hours later, James woke up. He pulled his glasses on and fluffed up the pillows under him. He glanced next to him and noticed Lily asleep in the chiar she had been sitting in. She turned her head -- still asleep -- and James watched as the light shining through the window to his left seemed to bounce off of her ruby red hair as it shook on her shoulders. [A/N dark red hair just looks better than orangish; no off. or nEthing 2 u w/orangish hair, tho]
He blinked his eyes rapidly. *No, don't let her looks get to you.* She was just a friend.
A friend. And a rather nice one, too. He didn't expect any friend to spend the better part of their day in the hospital wing. Sleeping.
He remembered the bet they had made earlier and smiled. Of course, James had complete confidence in Lily. She would most likely win the bet. But she wouldn't raise the term servant too much, would she?
Lily's eyelids fluttered open. Her emerald green eyes took in their surroundings and she smiled at James. He grinned back.
"So, you decided to wake up."
"What! You've been up a long time staring at me!"
"Stare--wha--no!" James stuttered as he looked at Lily, shocked.
"I knew I'd get to you in time." She winked. "Gotcha."
"Yeah, you did. So, by any chance, do you know what time it is?"
She glanced at her left wrist. "Yeah. It's about seven-fifteen."
"Are you sure that there's a watch on that hand of yours?"
"Yes! Even look." She pushed back the sleeve of her robe and showed him the sliver plated Fossil watch.
"Nice. Okay, I believe you. Hey, just wanted to remind you about our bet. In case you forgot."
"Like I would! Get used to doing stuff, Potter, because this time next week you'll be my personal servant."
"I'm sure. It's more likely that you'll be MY servant, Lily Evans. I don't think you can do it." This, obviously, was a lie.
"I can too! Just you watch, James Potter--I am going to win this bet."
"Whatever you say, Evans." He grinned.
"You hungry? Hey, that Pomfrey lady left us some food."
James glanced at the table next to him, and sure enough, there was two plates of food and two goblets of pumpkin juice he hadn't noticed before. And next to the plates was a piece of parchment. Lily picked it up and read it aloud.
"James Potter and Lily Evans--
Upon awakening, please alert Madam Pomfrey
by calling for her. She in turn will alert me, and
I will come and speak to the two of you.
Signed,
Professor Dumbledore"
"What does he want with us?"
"Did we do something wrong?"
"I just want to know why he wants BOTH of us."
"Doesn't matter." She called, "Miz Palm-free! Hi, we're awake!"
James groaned. "Can you be any louder?"
"Yeah. You wanna hear?"
"No thanks."
Madam Pomfrey walked towards the duo and spoke. "I see that you two are awake again. The headmaster will be with you shortly. While you are waiting, you may start on your dinner." She gestured towards the plates and goblets. James and Lily each picked up a plate and some cutlery. They started on their dinner (and lunch) of pot roast and mashed potatoes.
[A/N good chap or no? tell me tell me! in other words, review. want a couple more reviews than i have rite now b4 i post the next chapter!]
[A/N if u wanna know, i went back and changed the previous chaps so you figure that james wears glasses.]
[Disclaimer! i own nothing. not even these words. some guy, prob named mr. webster, invented these.]
A few hours later, James woke up. He pulled his glasses on and fluffed up the pillows under him. He glanced next to him and noticed Lily asleep in the chiar she had been sitting in. She turned her head -- still asleep -- and James watched as the light shining through the window to his left seemed to bounce off of her ruby red hair as it shook on her shoulders. [A/N dark red hair just looks better than orangish; no off. or nEthing 2 u w/orangish hair, tho]
He blinked his eyes rapidly. *No, don't let her looks get to you.* She was just a friend.
A friend. And a rather nice one, too. He didn't expect any friend to spend the better part of their day in the hospital wing. Sleeping.
He remembered the bet they had made earlier and smiled. Of course, James had complete confidence in Lily. She would most likely win the bet. But she wouldn't raise the term servant too much, would she?
Lily's eyelids fluttered open. Her emerald green eyes took in their surroundings and she smiled at James. He grinned back.
"So, you decided to wake up."
"What! You've been up a long time staring at me!"
"Stare--wha--no!" James stuttered as he looked at Lily, shocked.
"I knew I'd get to you in time." She winked. "Gotcha."
"Yeah, you did. So, by any chance, do you know what time it is?"
She glanced at her left wrist. "Yeah. It's about seven-fifteen."
"Are you sure that there's a watch on that hand of yours?"
"Yes! Even look." She pushed back the sleeve of her robe and showed him the sliver plated Fossil watch.
"Nice. Okay, I believe you. Hey, just wanted to remind you about our bet. In case you forgot."
"Like I would! Get used to doing stuff, Potter, because this time next week you'll be my personal servant."
"I'm sure. It's more likely that you'll be MY servant, Lily Evans. I don't think you can do it." This, obviously, was a lie.
"I can too! Just you watch, James Potter--I am going to win this bet."
"Whatever you say, Evans." He grinned.
"You hungry? Hey, that Pomfrey lady left us some food."
James glanced at the table next to him, and sure enough, there was two plates of food and two goblets of pumpkin juice he hadn't noticed before. And next to the plates was a piece of parchment. Lily picked it up and read it aloud.
"James Potter and Lily Evans--
Upon awakening, please alert Madam Pomfrey
by calling for her. She in turn will alert me, and
I will come and speak to the two of you.
Signed,
Professor Dumbledore"
"What does he want with us?"
"Did we do something wrong?"
"I just want to know why he wants BOTH of us."
"Doesn't matter." She called, "Miz Palm-free! Hi, we're awake!"
James groaned. "Can you be any louder?"
"Yeah. You wanna hear?"
"No thanks."
Madam Pomfrey walked towards the duo and spoke. "I see that you two are awake again. The headmaster will be with you shortly. While you are waiting, you may start on your dinner." She gestured towards the plates and goblets. James and Lily each picked up a plate and some cutlery. They started on their dinner (and lunch) of pot roast and mashed potatoes.
[A/N good chap or no? tell me tell me! in other words, review. want a couple more reviews than i have rite now b4 i post the next chapter!]