Lily kept reading her book. She sat in those silk pajamas she had worn the first day James had returned. Her book must have been very, very boring, she kept yawning.
Helen burst into the Common Room, making everyone jump. Munguldus, Ronan and Rafe silently tiptoed upstairs, leaving everything behind. Sirius, Remus and Peter followed shortly.
Helen was trying her best not to laugh as she loudly announced to the Common Room that Lily had to report to the hospital wing.. Her, "er, Severus, is in, uh.. A bit of an uncomfortable position..."
Lily didn't put her book down, she just walked all the way to the hospital wing with the book in front of her face, with Jackie, Arabella and Helen close behind her.
"As we entered the hospital wing, Lily still had her book in front of her nose. She sat down on the padded bench across from this bed surrounded by this thin curtain, and we joined her. As the curtains withdrew, Helen, Arabella and I refrained from laughing too hard. Snape called out to her, and her eyes flickered up from her book just for a second. She returned to her book, then it hit her. Snape was covered in this pink lumpy substance, completely. She hid her laughter behind her book, Sirius.. It was amusing.." Jackie whispered by the dieing fire. Sirius chuckled quietly, but she kept on snickering. A piece of her hair fell into her eyes. When she finally stopped, she sighed lightly and leaned back. Her body was warm against his. "I don't think she's laughed that hard since the time you accidentally dropped some acid into one of those exploding potions."
"I did not mean to do that!" Sirius exclaimed, pulling away from his spot on the armchair. Jackie nearly toppled to the ground. She laughed harder than ever.
"Sure you did, Sirius." She said softly, laughing again before kissing him. The two went on giggling and laughing by the dieing fire, and in the words of Munguldus Fletcher, it was quite 'romantical'.
James sat firmly on a stool at the bar at the Three Broomsticks, looking into the bottom of his butterbeer tank like it was a Pensive. Someone tapped him on the shoulder, and he turned.
It was Lily, dressed simply in a blue sweater and a pair of dark gray pants. Her hair was pulled away from her face, and she looked sweetly at him. "James, I know things between us have been a little shaky. The past few months have been very scary. But what happened in November was just a silly fling. A kiss, a few dates, we meant nothing to each other, right?"
She sat down next to him, looking up at his big blue eyes with her big green ones.
Nothing. Yeah, Lil, you meant nothing to me. Nothing doesn't mean you can go off and marry some Death-Eater-to-be. "Nothing, Lil."
She smiled. "Thank you, James. At least I can trust one of you will be mature. God, though, how on earth can some guy be covered in pink marshmallow chunks?"
James tried not to smile, but Lily noticed the ends of his mouth flicker. "That was you? How can you honestly be so.."
Here it comes, James. "CREATIVE? I would've loved to know how you did that!"
Wow, she isn't as bad as you thought. Well, duh, James, that's why you're pining for her. Stupid subconscious.
"Well, maybe we can discuss it over dinner or something.." James whispered, leaning in.
Sirius and Jackie jumped apart as the portrait hole banged loudly. Lily dashed across the room, marching up the stairs to the girls' dormitories with a huff. She turned around and viciously snarled, "For your information, Mister Potter, we cannot. Perchance you haven't been blinded by the ring, here."
She thrust her hand into the light, blinding no one.
"Lily, I was just throwing it out there!" He whined as he followed her up a few steps, pleading with her.
"Well, James, you can certainly throw it back in!" She snapped, finding her dormitory and slamming the door in his face.
"That went better than I had hoped." James said after a few minutes, picking out a splinter in his cheek. Sirius and Jackie went back to, uh, what they were doing. Or tried.
"Scoot over, Jack. Sirius, what is wrong with girls today?" James asked as he squeezed himself between the unhappy couple. "Honestly, it's like they don't get a signal that there's emotions coming through."
"Yeah." Sirius said, leaning on the side of the chair. "It's like they can't get a signal that there's emotions coming through."