Author's Note: Hey! This is my first fic, so let me get some stuff done and said. I'm a big Maurauder person, so this is a MMWP thing, as you will see. Well, I really hope that you'll like this and review. Reviewing is always a nice thing. : ) Also, Sara is a poet/singer person. Because I have no talent in the poetry sense, I'm going to use the lyrics to some of Jewels's songs.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the other characters are not owned by me. The idea is sort mine, so you can't have that! I don't own any of Jewel's songs, so you can't sue me, got it??? : )
Why Can't We Be Friends?
Chapter One
I gave myself a quick mental check that I had everything I needed while my parents gave me the normal, "We better not get anymore owls about your behavior," and, "Please be good this year. It's your last one!" while my sister, Petunia, scowled at me, already planning what color nailpolish to put on when she got home. Oh, by the way, my name's Lily Evans. As I was saying, I ran my fingers through my long auburn hair and smiled with my bright green eyes.
"All right," I said. "I'll try to be good. Emphasize try, of course."
My father laughed until his wife gave him a look which quickly silenced him.
"Well, mum," Petunia said, trying to fluff up her hair and look nice, once again, emphasize try, "you do know that her behavior is mainly because of that Potter boy she's been dating, right?"
I rolled my eyes and said, "Petunia, I've been with James since the middle of last year. Mum and dad have been getting those owls since my first year. Get real. Anyway, goodbye, mum, dad, and Petunia. I'll see you at Christmas, if I decide to come."
My family, well, at least my parents, bid me farewell as I walked through the wall which led to Platform 9 3/4. When I got onto the platform, I felt more at home than I had since the beginning of my summer holiday. I had missed my friends a lot over the summer, although we had gotten together as much as our schedules, and families, would permit.
I instantly began to search for my friends, but almost instantly my eyes were covered and I heard a, "Guess who?"
"Hello, James," I said, turning to the boy. James had uncontrolable black hair and chocolate brown eyes behind his round glasses.
"Gasp, how'd you know?" he asked, putting on a fake shocked face.
I rolled my eyes and kissed my boyfriend on the lips. James happily kissed her back, enjoying it in the way that only he did.
"Oh oh, my turn!" said James's best friend, Sirius Black. Sirius had long, for a guy, black hair that went over his ears, but he kept it well tamed so it looked good. He had bright blue eyes that were always dancing and laughing.
Immediatly following his taunt was a, "Sirius, you ruined the moment," and then a smack. It was Sara Potter. She's James's cousin, that's why their last names match. Sara had been my best friend for as long as I could remember, although I came from Muggle descent and Sara full wizard. She had shoulder length spiral brown hair that she styled in a semi-wild way, but she still looked awesome and had as many male followers as I did. She had bubbling turquoise eyes, just like her personality.
James and I broke apart and laughed at the pair. They weren't a couple, but it was beyond obvious that they liked each other, except for each other, of course.
Just then, Remus Lupin ran up to the group, followed by another boy. Remus had sandy brown hair, that he didn't ever do to much with, but it was more tamed than James's hair. He also had brown eyes which were always filled with mystery. The other boy was Peter Pettigrew, a short, semi plump boy with messy blond hair and beady blue eyes. He wasn't very talented in the magic area, which is why he hung around with the rest of us.
"Come on, guys," Remus said. "We have five minutes until we're left behind. And you know, I wouldn't want that to happen," he added, smiling.
"Aw, Moony, you know you'd miss us," Sirius said, walking towards the train.
The teens helped me lug my trunk onto the train, and we ran into the last compartment before the train pulled away.
"Woo hoo, go us," I said, falling back into my seat and smiling. James sat next to me.
"Aren't we just lucky," Sara said, digging through her small bag for something. She finally pulled out some lip gloss and smoothed it onto her lips. "Want some?" she asked, motioning to me.
"Nah, no thanks," I said.
"I do," Sirius said, taking it from her hand. He smelled it and wrinkled up his nose. "What is this supposed to smell like? Bleach?"
"It's passion fruit," Sara said, sitting back. "Now, give it back."
"Sirius, I'll give you a galleon if you use some," James said, grinning maliciously.
"Okay," Sirius said, hesitated, then put some on.
"Man, Sirius, you are such a dork," I said, smacking my forehead.
"Oh, gee, makes my lips all unchaped," Sirius said, smacking his lips together. "Thanks, Sara."
"Dude, that was gross," Remus said, shaking his head.
"Here," James said, throwing a galleon at Sirius. "I can't believe you."
"Oh yeah, money for me," Sirius said, smearing the lip gloss off onto his sleeve.
"Yeah, you can use it to buy me a new lip gloss," Sara said, looking at the lip gloss in disgust.
"You know, now that I think about it, it didn't taste that bad," Sirius said, licking his lips.
"Than maybe I'll keep it," Sara mumbled so only I could hear.
~*~*~*~
It was later that night, and Sara and I were in our room, somehow we had gotten the only two person room in the girls dormitory, but we weren't complaining all that much. We were brushing our teeth and brushing our hair, the normal nightly ritual, and gossiping about meaningless things.
"I think that Margea likes Remus," Sara said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"Margea Warington?" I asked, shoked.
"You should have seen her looking at him in The Sorting," Sara said happily.
"Oh," I said, flopping back into my bed. "It would be so great if he would hook up with someone. He hasn't had a real stable girl friend since Shelly, and they were over in our fifth year."
"Yeah, I know it," Sara said. "I wish I had a boy friend. I haven't had one since last year and it's depressing, because we lasted only a week."
"Well, you were the one that broke up with Mark. Maybe he'll still go out with you," I said, giving her my expert advice. "Why did you break it off with him anyway? He's really cute and sweet."
"I know, but..." her voice trailed off slightly, and she gave me the look.
"Ah," I said. "Sirius, right?"
"But there's no chance that he likes me, right?" Sara asked, looking at me. "I mean, look at my hair."
"Your hair is wonderful, Sara," I said. "It's better than mine. Mine goes all flat and has no volume. Yours is full of bouce and you look great too."
"Yeah, sure," Sara said, sighing and getting into her bed. "G'night, Lily."
"Goodnight," I said, blowing out the candles.
I pulled the curtains of my four poster shut and sighed. I hated it when Sara got all negative like that. It had only started in about the middle of last year when her parents died. She was now living with her older brother and two younger sisters, one of which was in Hogwarts, the other staying with her older brother who was 22. Once Sara gave me one of her notebooks and there were still a bunch of poems in it. All of them were pretty sad and depressing. I'd almost say she was becoming all Satanic, but she was a vivid Christian, despite where she went for school. To be honest, I had actually become afraid of her thinking about suicide. Before her parents death, she had been top in the year for grades; she was on her way to Head Girl. Earlier I had said that she had a bubbling personality. That's true, but only in public. When I had Sara on her own, she was very distant.
Sara also had been infatuated with Sirius far as long as I can remember. They both have a lot in common and would make a picture perfect couple. Of coursem though, they think that the other doesn't like them. Even though it's so obvious that they like each other.
With all these thoughts swimming around in my mind, I eventually fell asleep.
~*~*~*~
The next morning, I woke up late because I slept through my alarm, being the smart person I am. I woke Sara up and we both rushed to get ready for school. We slept so late that we missed breakfast. When we ran down to the common room, Professor McGonnagal gave us our schedules just seconds before the warning bell sounded for the first class of the day. Luckily, it was Herbology, probably one of the easiest classes Hogwarts offers.
As James and I were at the smae pot, trying to shove a Gorgymuft into the pot, I brought up Sirius and Sara, the topic of many of our conversations.
"She's totally in love with him," I said. "I have no idea how to get them together, though."
"Lily, you have to give them time," James said. "Sara and Sirius are both very stubborn, but they'll get it soon enough."
"Yeah," I said and looked over at Sirius and Sara. Their Gorgymuft had kicked dirt up into Sirius's face and Sara was laughing, but trying to whip the soil off of him. "They're so perfect for each other though. I don't get it."
"Niether do I," said James. "But, I've known both Sirius and Sara all my life, since we're cousins and all, and believe me, she'll figure it out soon enough."
After Herbology, we made our way to Care for Magical Creatures. After learning more than enough things on Hinkpunks, we walked up the sloping grounds of the school for lunch. Sirius and Sara were flirting as much as usual, but they still didn't get it. As soon as lunch finished up, we went to Transfiguration.
McGonnagal was instanly haveing us take notes on, well, Transfiguration. I zoned out, planning on copying James's or Sara's notes later, when a note was passed to me.
"Want to go for a walk tonight? -James"
I smiled and jotted a yes for reply, and slid it back to James. He looked at it, smiled, and winked at me. I smiled back, and tried to concentrate on the notes on the board.
~*~*~*~
That night, Sara was helping me get ready for going out with James. I went for a walk with James at least once a week, and I alsways enjoyed it, if you know what I mean.
I was wearing blue jeans and a black tube top, courtesy of Sara, under my black work robes. When I went on these excursions, I normally didn't wear my robes, but I made an exception this time.
"You look great, Lily," Sara said, smiling, acting like the old Sara again.
"Thanks!" I said, "You sure you don't want me to stay with you and keep you company?"
"Yes!" Sara insisted. "You go and have fun with James. I have homework and other stuff to do. I'll leave my Transfiguration out for you to copy, all right?"
"Thank you so much," I said. Transfiguration was my worst subject, mainly because it bored me so much. "Well, I better go. See you soon, okay?"
"See you," Sara said, flipping through her Transfiguration book.
I walked down the steps to the common room. James was waiting on the couch, his Invisibility Cloak under his robes. I smiled and waved.
"Ready?" James asked.
"Of course," I replied and we started out the portrait hole.
As we wandered the hallways, James and I made small talk about homework, Sirius and Sara, how there were far too many staircases in the school, you know, the usual stuff.
We reached a closet and James opened the door, stuck his head in and looked around in it. When he decided it was worthy, or whatever he was looking for, he looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Well?" he said.
"Okay," I said and he ushered me into the empty closet.
He closed the door and locked it. James made sure that the cloak was in close distance so he would be able to use it if he was forced.
I took off my robe and crossed my arms watching him through the dim light that was leaking into the room from the crack unferneath the door.
James finally turned to face me and smiled a lopsided grin, "Hello..."
"Hi, James," I whispered as he circled me and put his hands on my shoulders.
As he kissed my neck I said, "You sure about this? We won't get caught, will we?"
"Of course we won't," James said.
"Okay," I said, turning to face him. "If you're sure."
"Don't worry," James said, putting his hands on my hips.
"I won't," I said, then began to kiss his lips.
"Good," he sort of said, well at least what I think he said, he was kind of kissing me and talking at the same time.
All of the sudden, we heard a noise outside of the door. We both backed away and listened.
"What was that?" I whispered.
"I dunno," James said, but picked up his cloak and threw it over us.
Then we heard it again. There was a soft meow, and a man's voice, who we both instantly recognized as Filch's.
"Where are they?" he asked the cat who meowed again. "In the closet."
"Oh my, God," I whispered. "We have to get out of here."
James pulled me back into the far corner of the closet and shushed me. We stood in silence as Filch unlocked the door and looked around in the closet.
"There's no one here, Mrs Norris," Filch said. The cat was looking at James and I in the corner, almost menacingly. "Come on."
When Filch and the cat was gone, James and I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made our way up to the Gryffindor Tower, glad to get away from the awful caretaker.
"Think of what he would have done if he found us making out in the closet," James whispered to me and I shuddered.
When we reached the common room, we found it empty, so we freely took off the cloak. James kissed me good night and I ran up to the bedroom where Sara was sitting on her bed writing.
"You're back early," she said to me.
"Filch found us and we nearly got caught," I said.
"Oh, man, that would have sucked," Sara said, looking at me. "Want to hear what I have so far to my poem? I'm not that far."
"Sure," I said as I began to put on my pajamas.
"Ok," Sara said and cleared her throat. "'You took your coat off and stood in the rain, you were always crazy like that. I watched from my window, always felt I was outside looking in on you. You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair; you were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care.' What do you think so far?"
"It's Sirius isn't it," I asked my love-sick friend.
"You better believe it," Sara replied looking at me. "Here's the rest of that verse. I only have the first verse written. 'Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say besides some comment on the weather. Well in case you failed to notice, i case you failed to see, this is my heart bleeding before you, this is me down on my knees.' What do you think?"
"That's really good, Sara," I said, happy to see that it wasn't about killing or anything.
"Thanks, Lil," Sara said. "I really like him. I wish he liked me too."
I smiled and said, "Maybe he does."
"I dunno," Sara said. "Here's the Transfiguration homework."
Well? What do you think so far? Love it? Hate it? Well, there's a lil button over here, press it and tell me!!!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the other characters are not owned by me. The idea is sort mine, so you can't have that! I don't own any of Jewel's songs, so you can't sue me, got it??? : )
Why Can't We Be Friends?
Chapter One
I gave myself a quick mental check that I had everything I needed while my parents gave me the normal, "We better not get anymore owls about your behavior," and, "Please be good this year. It's your last one!" while my sister, Petunia, scowled at me, already planning what color nailpolish to put on when she got home. Oh, by the way, my name's Lily Evans. As I was saying, I ran my fingers through my long auburn hair and smiled with my bright green eyes.
"All right," I said. "I'll try to be good. Emphasize try, of course."
My father laughed until his wife gave him a look which quickly silenced him.
"Well, mum," Petunia said, trying to fluff up her hair and look nice, once again, emphasize try, "you do know that her behavior is mainly because of that Potter boy she's been dating, right?"
I rolled my eyes and said, "Petunia, I've been with James since the middle of last year. Mum and dad have been getting those owls since my first year. Get real. Anyway, goodbye, mum, dad, and Petunia. I'll see you at Christmas, if I decide to come."
My family, well, at least my parents, bid me farewell as I walked through the wall which led to Platform 9 3/4. When I got onto the platform, I felt more at home than I had since the beginning of my summer holiday. I had missed my friends a lot over the summer, although we had gotten together as much as our schedules, and families, would permit.
I instantly began to search for my friends, but almost instantly my eyes were covered and I heard a, "Guess who?"
"Hello, James," I said, turning to the boy. James had uncontrolable black hair and chocolate brown eyes behind his round glasses.
"Gasp, how'd you know?" he asked, putting on a fake shocked face.
I rolled my eyes and kissed my boyfriend on the lips. James happily kissed her back, enjoying it in the way that only he did.
"Oh oh, my turn!" said James's best friend, Sirius Black. Sirius had long, for a guy, black hair that went over his ears, but he kept it well tamed so it looked good. He had bright blue eyes that were always dancing and laughing.
Immediatly following his taunt was a, "Sirius, you ruined the moment," and then a smack. It was Sara Potter. She's James's cousin, that's why their last names match. Sara had been my best friend for as long as I could remember, although I came from Muggle descent and Sara full wizard. She had shoulder length spiral brown hair that she styled in a semi-wild way, but she still looked awesome and had as many male followers as I did. She had bubbling turquoise eyes, just like her personality.
James and I broke apart and laughed at the pair. They weren't a couple, but it was beyond obvious that they liked each other, except for each other, of course.
Just then, Remus Lupin ran up to the group, followed by another boy. Remus had sandy brown hair, that he didn't ever do to much with, but it was more tamed than James's hair. He also had brown eyes which were always filled with mystery. The other boy was Peter Pettigrew, a short, semi plump boy with messy blond hair and beady blue eyes. He wasn't very talented in the magic area, which is why he hung around with the rest of us.
"Come on, guys," Remus said. "We have five minutes until we're left behind. And you know, I wouldn't want that to happen," he added, smiling.
"Aw, Moony, you know you'd miss us," Sirius said, walking towards the train.
The teens helped me lug my trunk onto the train, and we ran into the last compartment before the train pulled away.
"Woo hoo, go us," I said, falling back into my seat and smiling. James sat next to me.
"Aren't we just lucky," Sara said, digging through her small bag for something. She finally pulled out some lip gloss and smoothed it onto her lips. "Want some?" she asked, motioning to me.
"Nah, no thanks," I said.
"I do," Sirius said, taking it from her hand. He smelled it and wrinkled up his nose. "What is this supposed to smell like? Bleach?"
"It's passion fruit," Sara said, sitting back. "Now, give it back."
"Sirius, I'll give you a galleon if you use some," James said, grinning maliciously.
"Okay," Sirius said, hesitated, then put some on.
"Man, Sirius, you are such a dork," I said, smacking my forehead.
"Oh, gee, makes my lips all unchaped," Sirius said, smacking his lips together. "Thanks, Sara."
"Dude, that was gross," Remus said, shaking his head.
"Here," James said, throwing a galleon at Sirius. "I can't believe you."
"Oh yeah, money for me," Sirius said, smearing the lip gloss off onto his sleeve.
"Yeah, you can use it to buy me a new lip gloss," Sara said, looking at the lip gloss in disgust.
"You know, now that I think about it, it didn't taste that bad," Sirius said, licking his lips.
"Than maybe I'll keep it," Sara mumbled so only I could hear.
~*~*~*~
It was later that night, and Sara and I were in our room, somehow we had gotten the only two person room in the girls dormitory, but we weren't complaining all that much. We were brushing our teeth and brushing our hair, the normal nightly ritual, and gossiping about meaningless things.
"I think that Margea likes Remus," Sara said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"Margea Warington?" I asked, shoked.
"You should have seen her looking at him in The Sorting," Sara said happily.
"Oh," I said, flopping back into my bed. "It would be so great if he would hook up with someone. He hasn't had a real stable girl friend since Shelly, and they were over in our fifth year."
"Yeah, I know it," Sara said. "I wish I had a boy friend. I haven't had one since last year and it's depressing, because we lasted only a week."
"Well, you were the one that broke up with Mark. Maybe he'll still go out with you," I said, giving her my expert advice. "Why did you break it off with him anyway? He's really cute and sweet."
"I know, but..." her voice trailed off slightly, and she gave me the look.
"Ah," I said. "Sirius, right?"
"But there's no chance that he likes me, right?" Sara asked, looking at me. "I mean, look at my hair."
"Your hair is wonderful, Sara," I said. "It's better than mine. Mine goes all flat and has no volume. Yours is full of bouce and you look great too."
"Yeah, sure," Sara said, sighing and getting into her bed. "G'night, Lily."
"Goodnight," I said, blowing out the candles.
I pulled the curtains of my four poster shut and sighed. I hated it when Sara got all negative like that. It had only started in about the middle of last year when her parents died. She was now living with her older brother and two younger sisters, one of which was in Hogwarts, the other staying with her older brother who was 22. Once Sara gave me one of her notebooks and there were still a bunch of poems in it. All of them were pretty sad and depressing. I'd almost say she was becoming all Satanic, but she was a vivid Christian, despite where she went for school. To be honest, I had actually become afraid of her thinking about suicide. Before her parents death, she had been top in the year for grades; she was on her way to Head Girl. Earlier I had said that she had a bubbling personality. That's true, but only in public. When I had Sara on her own, she was very distant.
Sara also had been infatuated with Sirius far as long as I can remember. They both have a lot in common and would make a picture perfect couple. Of coursem though, they think that the other doesn't like them. Even though it's so obvious that they like each other.
With all these thoughts swimming around in my mind, I eventually fell asleep.
~*~*~*~
The next morning, I woke up late because I slept through my alarm, being the smart person I am. I woke Sara up and we both rushed to get ready for school. We slept so late that we missed breakfast. When we ran down to the common room, Professor McGonnagal gave us our schedules just seconds before the warning bell sounded for the first class of the day. Luckily, it was Herbology, probably one of the easiest classes Hogwarts offers.
As James and I were at the smae pot, trying to shove a Gorgymuft into the pot, I brought up Sirius and Sara, the topic of many of our conversations.
"She's totally in love with him," I said. "I have no idea how to get them together, though."
"Lily, you have to give them time," James said. "Sara and Sirius are both very stubborn, but they'll get it soon enough."
"Yeah," I said and looked over at Sirius and Sara. Their Gorgymuft had kicked dirt up into Sirius's face and Sara was laughing, but trying to whip the soil off of him. "They're so perfect for each other though. I don't get it."
"Niether do I," said James. "But, I've known both Sirius and Sara all my life, since we're cousins and all, and believe me, she'll figure it out soon enough."
After Herbology, we made our way to Care for Magical Creatures. After learning more than enough things on Hinkpunks, we walked up the sloping grounds of the school for lunch. Sirius and Sara were flirting as much as usual, but they still didn't get it. As soon as lunch finished up, we went to Transfiguration.
McGonnagal was instanly haveing us take notes on, well, Transfiguration. I zoned out, planning on copying James's or Sara's notes later, when a note was passed to me.
"Want to go for a walk tonight? -James"
I smiled and jotted a yes for reply, and slid it back to James. He looked at it, smiled, and winked at me. I smiled back, and tried to concentrate on the notes on the board.
~*~*~*~
That night, Sara was helping me get ready for going out with James. I went for a walk with James at least once a week, and I alsways enjoyed it, if you know what I mean.
I was wearing blue jeans and a black tube top, courtesy of Sara, under my black work robes. When I went on these excursions, I normally didn't wear my robes, but I made an exception this time.
"You look great, Lily," Sara said, smiling, acting like the old Sara again.
"Thanks!" I said, "You sure you don't want me to stay with you and keep you company?"
"Yes!" Sara insisted. "You go and have fun with James. I have homework and other stuff to do. I'll leave my Transfiguration out for you to copy, all right?"
"Thank you so much," I said. Transfiguration was my worst subject, mainly because it bored me so much. "Well, I better go. See you soon, okay?"
"See you," Sara said, flipping through her Transfiguration book.
I walked down the steps to the common room. James was waiting on the couch, his Invisibility Cloak under his robes. I smiled and waved.
"Ready?" James asked.
"Of course," I replied and we started out the portrait hole.
As we wandered the hallways, James and I made small talk about homework, Sirius and Sara, how there were far too many staircases in the school, you know, the usual stuff.
We reached a closet and James opened the door, stuck his head in and looked around in it. When he decided it was worthy, or whatever he was looking for, he looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Well?" he said.
"Okay," I said and he ushered me into the empty closet.
He closed the door and locked it. James made sure that the cloak was in close distance so he would be able to use it if he was forced.
I took off my robe and crossed my arms watching him through the dim light that was leaking into the room from the crack unferneath the door.
James finally turned to face me and smiled a lopsided grin, "Hello..."
"Hi, James," I whispered as he circled me and put his hands on my shoulders.
As he kissed my neck I said, "You sure about this? We won't get caught, will we?"
"Of course we won't," James said.
"Okay," I said, turning to face him. "If you're sure."
"Don't worry," James said, putting his hands on my hips.
"I won't," I said, then began to kiss his lips.
"Good," he sort of said, well at least what I think he said, he was kind of kissing me and talking at the same time.
All of the sudden, we heard a noise outside of the door. We both backed away and listened.
"What was that?" I whispered.
"I dunno," James said, but picked up his cloak and threw it over us.
Then we heard it again. There was a soft meow, and a man's voice, who we both instantly recognized as Filch's.
"Where are they?" he asked the cat who meowed again. "In the closet."
"Oh my, God," I whispered. "We have to get out of here."
James pulled me back into the far corner of the closet and shushed me. We stood in silence as Filch unlocked the door and looked around in the closet.
"There's no one here, Mrs Norris," Filch said. The cat was looking at James and I in the corner, almost menacingly. "Come on."
When Filch and the cat was gone, James and I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made our way up to the Gryffindor Tower, glad to get away from the awful caretaker.
"Think of what he would have done if he found us making out in the closet," James whispered to me and I shuddered.
When we reached the common room, we found it empty, so we freely took off the cloak. James kissed me good night and I ran up to the bedroom where Sara was sitting on her bed writing.
"You're back early," she said to me.
"Filch found us and we nearly got caught," I said.
"Oh, man, that would have sucked," Sara said, looking at me. "Want to hear what I have so far to my poem? I'm not that far."
"Sure," I said as I began to put on my pajamas.
"Ok," Sara said and cleared her throat. "'You took your coat off and stood in the rain, you were always crazy like that. I watched from my window, always felt I was outside looking in on you. You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair; you were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care.' What do you think so far?"
"It's Sirius isn't it," I asked my love-sick friend.
"You better believe it," Sara replied looking at me. "Here's the rest of that verse. I only have the first verse written. 'Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say besides some comment on the weather. Well in case you failed to notice, i case you failed to see, this is my heart bleeding before you, this is me down on my knees.' What do you think?"
"That's really good, Sara," I said, happy to see that it wasn't about killing or anything.
"Thanks, Lil," Sara said. "I really like him. I wish he liked me too."
I smiled and said, "Maybe he does."
"I dunno," Sara said. "Here's the Transfiguration homework."
Well? What do you think so far? Love it? Hate it? Well, there's a lil button over here, press it and tell me!!!