Author's Note: Okay people, I was reading the previous ch.s and I thought that I put in some really stupid things. I don't know what was wrong with me when I wrote that, but I can do much better. So, in light of my errors, this ch. will be much better (I hope). I read that went on vacation part and thought that that was so lame, so, read and tell me if it's better.
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omg I forgot the whole concept of my story and forgot about the necklaces! I reposted this so I could add that last line in there. oops. sry folks!
Fate Necklaces
It was dinner time in the Great Hall, and wondrous smells were wafting throughout the castle. As usual, the House tables were filled to compacity with dishes that the house elves worked hard on.
The Great Hall was filled with noises of laughter and the teachers seemed to be sorting out some kind of argument as they leaned over their plates to put in their opinions.
"What do you think their talking about?" asked Remus.
"I don 't know Moony," replied James. "But whatever it is, I have a feeling it has to do with us."
"Like what?" asked Rachel.
"Maybe we're going on an educational field trip." suggested Lily.
Sirius rolled his eyes. "I don't think so." he said.
"Maybe it's a school dance." said Christine with a devious smile and a twinkle in her eye.
They then heard Dumbledore's voice over the chatter, and turned their heads to listen. "Students, the Professors and I have decided, that in light of the higher marks in your classes, to give you a reward." he paused as the pupils' started wondering what it could be.
Christine had her fingers crossed and was muttering, "Dance, dance, dance."
Dumbledore continued, "After much argument between us Professors," he paused, eyes glittering. "We have just now decided that we will hold a school dance."
"Yes!" screamed Christine, jumping out of her seat, in which everyone fell silent and gazed at her. Embarrassed, she slowly sat back down and began to move what was left of her food around on her plate.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "This will be a formal occasion, so you will need to acquire dress robes. If you don't have any, don't fear. There will be a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow, and the dance will be held two days after which will be Friday."
Everyone was very excited and nervousness seemed to be what everyone was feeling. People could be seen fixing their hair, grabbing mirrors, and fidgeting all throughout class; no doubt having some kind of plan in mind for asking someone to go to the dance with them.
Since she didn't have any classes until late afternoon that day, Lily woke up late that morning and found that she was the only one in the dormitory. Humming, she picked up a brush and began to untangle her hair. Putting on her fate necklace, she looked herself over in the mirror. Putting her brush down, she heard paper underneath and looked down to find a note addressed to her.
Lily-
Meet me in the Astronomy tower at midnight.
She searched the paper for a name, but found none. Flipping it over, expecting to see a name there, her heart sank when it was blank also. She sighed, reminding herself that she would know tonight who the note was from.
To Lily, it seemed the day inched by her. She anxiously awaited the moment when she would be leaving the Gryffindor common room and making her way to the Astronomy tower.
"Would you calm down?!" asked Rachel, sitting on the couch, very close to Sirius. Lily had been pacing the room for about a half an hour now, twirling her hair around her fingers. It was currently 11:30 at night.
"I can't help it Rachel. I gotta know who it is!" Lily looked out the window and saw nothing but pitch black. She sighed and slumped into a huge comfy chair.
In a sing-song voice, Sirius whispered to Rachel, "I know who it is."
Rachel grinned and whispered back, "Well now I know who it is, Mr. I-Give-Really-Big-Clues-Away!"
"I'm sorry." he said, pretending to be hurt.
"Well at least you didn't tell Lily." she replied.
Lily looked up at the mentioning of her name. "What was that?" she asked, staring at them suspiciously.
"Oh nothing." replied Sirius, looking up at the ceiling. "I know absolutely nothing."
"Got that right." muttered Lily. She looked around the room and found that they were the only ones in there. Except she saw Christine and Remus playing chess on the floor. She sighed and asked, "Where's James?"
"Uh . . .umm . . ." Sirius began, but Rachel cut in.
"He had a headache and decided that he needed some sleep."
"Oh," Lily said, looking a little disappointed.
"Great cover." Sirius muttered.
"Thanks."
As Lily climbed the stairs up to the Astronomy tower, she could feel her heart going 90 mph. She stopped, took a deep breath, and continued.
Opening the door, Lily found no one, and walked over to the window to wait. Gazing at the stars she said aloud to herself, "It's a beautiful night. I hope it's James; it probably won't though being my luck."
"You have bad luck?" questioned a voice from behind her.
Lily spun around and found no one there. Assuming he was hiding in the shadows she replied, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for you to hear that. I do like James though. Are you going to be okay?" she asked, hoping she hadn't hurt his feelings.
"This is the best night of my life." he replied.
Suddenly, Lily saw two hands lift something and when she saw a head come into view, she realized that he had been wearing an invisibility cloak. "James?" she gasped, not believing that it was really him standing in front of her, bathed in moonlight.
He smiled. "Who did you think it was?"
"I really had no clue!" she said, flabberghasted.
"But you were hoping it was me?" James inquired, his smile growing bigger.
"Well . . ." Lily trailed off, looking away from James' gaze. If it hadn't have been so dark, he would have seen a slight shade of pink cross over the bridge of her nose.
James took Lily's hands in his, and gulping inwardly he asked, "Lily, will you go to the dance with me?"
Lily looked back up at him, smiling. "Of course."
Back in the Gryffindor tower, Lily's necklace lay on her nightstand, growing eerily green.
