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Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is J.K. Rowlings. Anything else is miiiiiiiiiiiiine!!!! AAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!! sorry
Lily flashed the male population of Hogwarts a flirty smile as she strolled into the great hall, for dinner, in front of Phoebe, Alyson and Tara. It astonished the students no end how Lily, who had been in the school a mere two days, had already managed to become the most popular girl and also seemed to lead the group, (Phoebe, Alyson and Tara) who had never let anyone else join their diminutive circle of friends.
The four sat down at the Gryfinndor table, alarmingly close to the Marauders, who were having Musketeer-style battles with rolls of French bread.
"Please pass the juice," Lily purred to a fifth year sitting opposite her, in an exceptionally sexy and throaty voice, which sounded distinctly like a forty year old sex symbol's, who had just left a lifetime of chain smoking behind her. The boy almost keeled over in an ecstatic fit, before handing her the crystal pitcher with shaky hands.
"Hogsmeade day on Saturday!" announced Alyson, breezing into the dormitory with Tara. Phoebe and Lily, who had been under teacher's orders to clean out their living space in fear of health risks and had been muttering darkly just a few seconds before, squealed excitedly.
Lily was, after 3 months of life at Hogwarts, well used to sneaking out to Hogsmeade, after hours, to meet up with the boys and, most of the time, Shannon and it was a relief to finally have permission to visit the wizard village instead of using the treacherous way to get what she wanted.
"I have to get a birthday present for Shan," Lily revealed. "She's a nightmare to shop for." She rolled her eyes. "She has almost everything!"
It was no big secret that Shannon's family was extremely wealthy. Her dad was one of those businessmen types, forever on the phone making important deals, puffing on inch thick cigars and handing out lump sums of money to his three daughters whenever they asked for something. Her mother also came from a rich background but her money had been inherited off some rich uncle or other who had passed away. This had turned her into the type of woman who withered her life away at home, spying on the neighbors and the like. The kind of woman who went out and spent large amounts of money when she got depressed or bored.
"We've noticed," Phoebe, Alyson and Tara replied, wryly, in chorus.
"Lily come on," compelled Tara. "We're meeting the lads in five minutes and, this time, there's no way I'm being late!" She smoothed down her top and tucked her hair, neatly, behind her ears.
Tara's interest in Remus had grown immensely, until it had come to the point where she became extremely possessive and practically stalked the poor boy!
"You wouldn't know what kind of floozies would be hanging around in the Three Broomsticks trying to seduce Re. . . I mean the boys!" She smiled, innocently at Lily, who gave her a bemused sort of smile in return.
"Ok I think I'm just going to get this for her," Lily said holding up a tape of Shannon's favourite wizard band. Tara nodded and mouthed hurry up as Lily joined the end of the queue.
By the time the four had reached the three broomsticks they were most definitely late, as they usually were.
"Where's Shan?" Lily asked, noticing her absence, almost instantly.
"Shopping with her friends," James answered, shrugging unceremoniously.
"That's good," Lily said, sliding into a seat next to Sirius. She hauled Shannon's present out of the small paper bag it had been given to her in, along with a sheet of sparkly purple wrapping paper.
"I hate wrapping presents!" she scowled after four painstaking attempts to parcel up the tape, looking more like she had done four rounds in the ring with Mike Tyson.
"It's not really that hard to wrap a tape," Sirius told her, holding back laughter. He put down his butterbeer and seized the tape, managing to wrap it swiftly and send it sliding across the polished pine surface, back to Lily, within five minutes.
Despite they're previous, er, disagreement Sirius and Lily had become the best of friends. Well as close as was possible for them to the best of friends. Of course Sirius was still a perverted ass and Lily was still a knockout with a temper bigger than Mount Everest so their personalities clashed, dizzily. Their relationship had begun to resemble that of a brother and sister . . . with a twist. The twist being that Sirius still fancied Lily deliriously.
It was well over an hour by the time Shannon had arrived to join them. The group had already gone through about nine butterbeers each and were giggling, insanely, like a pack of hyenas in heat. Shannon scuttled over to the, unhealthily, giddy students, with Mena, Kaye and Mena's new boyfriend, Billy, trailing after her.
"Hiya," she said, breathlessly, planting a kiss on James' lips. In return she was greeted by another round of giggles.
"Sirius go on up there and get us another round of butterbeers!" roared Phoebe, clutching her stomach in pain from laughing too hard. Sirius obeyed and within 5 minutes the group were screaming with deafening, uncontrollable laughter and were exchanging senseless jokes, which seemed like the funniest thing ever to them. Several people passed their table, throwing them bizarre looks and avoiding them as much as was possible.
" . . .And the Daddy strawberry yelled "No"!" Sirius gave the punchline to a long, pointless joke about strawberries playing basketball and immediately dissolved into another fit of hooting. The rest of the gang followed suit, including James, who had been kissing Shannon, intensely. Kaye, Mena and Billy managed a three-way glance and Shannon, who was well used to the gang in this condition, hopped up, kissed James, lightly, on the cheek and made for the door, her three friends in tow.
"Lily where are you going?" Phoebe questioned, running a brush through her platinum blonde hair.
"To the Ravenclaw common room," Lily replied, brushing a strand of her freshly washed hair off her face. "I've got to give Shan her present." She rattled the small, squarish package triumphantly.
"I'm coming with you!" Phoebe shrieked, excitedly, grabbing her shoes.
"Ok," Lily said, suspiciously. "Why? Who do you want to see?" Phoebe put on her best "I'm-so-wounded" face.
"Lily, Lily, Lily," she answered, shaking her head, as she pulled on her second shoe. "How could you even suggest I have an ulterior motive? I'm doing it out of the goodness of my heart, to wish Shannon a happy birthday." She stood in front of Lily, smiling sweetly up at her. Lily stared back, a skeptical look flashing over her features. "Ok, ok," admitted Phoebe, reluctantly. "Maybe I want to see Brad Thompson. You know the new student from Argentina?" Lily smirked.
"You like him?" she teased.
"So what!" protested Phoebe. "He's cute and he talks all funny!" Lily rolled her eyes.
"Well duh, Phoebs. Spanish IS his main language." Phoebe made a face.
"Yea, whatever, Lil. Let's just get going."
"Shan!" Lily called to her cousin, who was sprawled on a couch, a bottle of butterbeer in her hand. Phoebe had gone off in search of the boy's dormitory and Lily had opted to visit the common room, where a party of some sorts was going on.
"Lils!" she squealed, running over to her older cousin and flinging her arms around her. "Mena and Kaye organized this whole thing for me! Aren't they the greatest!" she exclaimed, waving wildly to her two friends.
"Yea great," Lily said, rummaging around in the bag that was permanently in her clutches, for Shannon's present. She extracted the small package and tossed it to her cousin.
"Shan, happy birthday babe," came the unmistakable loud voice of James Potter. Both girls spun around, spotting him, almost immediately, by the doorway, accompanied by Sirius and Phoebe, who were conversing politely. Lily uttered a quick goodbye to Shannon and walked towards the small portion of their gang.
"Potter," Lily said, winking at him as she passed.
"Oh hi, Lil," James said, staring after her as she sauntered over to where Sirius and Phoebe were watching her.
"Lily Evans I saw you wink at James," scolded Phoebe as they climbed through the portrait hole. "Bold!" Lily turned and gave Phoebe an innocent look.
"Whoops," she said, unconvincingly, scuffing the top of her shoe on the fluffy carpet. "Habit?" she tried.
"You should have seen his face!" Phoebe exclaimed, giving up any pretence of anger. Both girls were convulsed with unmanageable laughter and staggered up to their dorm.
"What's so funny?" demanded Alyson after they had collapsed in a crumpled heap on the ground, shaking with laughter.
"Lily made a pass at James," gasped Phoebe, wiping tears of mirth from her eyes. She got up, giggling every so often.
"Lily Whatever-your-middle-name-is Evans . . ." began Alyson.
"Ashling. It's Ashling," interrupted Lily, who was sprawled out on the floor, recalling the scene in the Ravenclaw common room.
"Right, Lily Ashling Evans, " agreed Alyson.
"I like that name," Phoebe commented, suddenly. "Ashling."
"It's better than Lily," nodded Lily.
"Anyway that was bold Lily. She's your cousin," Alyson finally finished her statement. There was a pause in the conversation. "So what was his reaction?" Alyson asked, grinning. The three girls collapsed into giggles.
Lily, Phoebe and Alyson sat in the common room, reading ancient copies of "Witch weekly", "Teen witch" and "Moonshine", occasionally letting a tiny giggle slip out. Lily's head snapped up, suddenly.
"Where's Tara?" she demanded, only just missing her friend's presence.
"Oh didn't you hear?" Alyson asked, mildly. "Remus asked her out. She almost passed out of course but managed to say yes." Alyson laughed, cattily.
"I'm surprised you didn't know, Lils," agreed Phoebe, nodding her head, slightly. "Didn't you see her heading towards the statue? She was dolled up to the nines. She made way too much of an effort if you ask me. Playing hard to get works much better I find." Phoebe grinned, knowingly.
"Just like its working with Sirius, is it, Phoebs?" Alyson inquired, smiling innocently.
"What's working with Sirius?" came a voice from somewhere behind them. All three girls turned, simultaneously, to find Sirius, dangling dangerously over the edge of the couch. Phoebe screamed on seeing him and toppled out of her cozy perch on an overlarge, tattered armchair by the fire. A snort escaped Alyson.
"Nothing," Phoebe said, her blond head popping up over the arm of her chair.
"Well if you're sure," Sirius said, not sounding very sure at all. He swayed, riskily and all of a sudden found himself falling headlong into a group of scared looking forth year girls.
"How you doing?" Sirius asked, slinging his arm around one of them. A brunette, all classy red highlights, Calvin Klein perfume and long legs up to her armpits. Phoebe, Lily and Alyson left him to it, Alyson and Lily finding themselves convulsed with riotous laughter, earning killer glares from Phoebe, who was climbing back onto her chair.
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is J.K. Rowlings. Anything else is miiiiiiiiiiiiine!!!! AAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!! sorry
Lily flashed the male population of Hogwarts a flirty smile as she strolled into the great hall, for dinner, in front of Phoebe, Alyson and Tara. It astonished the students no end how Lily, who had been in the school a mere two days, had already managed to become the most popular girl and also seemed to lead the group, (Phoebe, Alyson and Tara) who had never let anyone else join their diminutive circle of friends.
The four sat down at the Gryfinndor table, alarmingly close to the Marauders, who were having Musketeer-style battles with rolls of French bread.
"Please pass the juice," Lily purred to a fifth year sitting opposite her, in an exceptionally sexy and throaty voice, which sounded distinctly like a forty year old sex symbol's, who had just left a lifetime of chain smoking behind her. The boy almost keeled over in an ecstatic fit, before handing her the crystal pitcher with shaky hands.
"Hogsmeade day on Saturday!" announced Alyson, breezing into the dormitory with Tara. Phoebe and Lily, who had been under teacher's orders to clean out their living space in fear of health risks and had been muttering darkly just a few seconds before, squealed excitedly.
Lily was, after 3 months of life at Hogwarts, well used to sneaking out to Hogsmeade, after hours, to meet up with the boys and, most of the time, Shannon and it was a relief to finally have permission to visit the wizard village instead of using the treacherous way to get what she wanted.
"I have to get a birthday present for Shan," Lily revealed. "She's a nightmare to shop for." She rolled her eyes. "She has almost everything!"
It was no big secret that Shannon's family was extremely wealthy. Her dad was one of those businessmen types, forever on the phone making important deals, puffing on inch thick cigars and handing out lump sums of money to his three daughters whenever they asked for something. Her mother also came from a rich background but her money had been inherited off some rich uncle or other who had passed away. This had turned her into the type of woman who withered her life away at home, spying on the neighbors and the like. The kind of woman who went out and spent large amounts of money when she got depressed or bored.
"We've noticed," Phoebe, Alyson and Tara replied, wryly, in chorus.
"Lily come on," compelled Tara. "We're meeting the lads in five minutes and, this time, there's no way I'm being late!" She smoothed down her top and tucked her hair, neatly, behind her ears.
Tara's interest in Remus had grown immensely, until it had come to the point where she became extremely possessive and practically stalked the poor boy!
"You wouldn't know what kind of floozies would be hanging around in the Three Broomsticks trying to seduce Re. . . I mean the boys!" She smiled, innocently at Lily, who gave her a bemused sort of smile in return.
"Ok I think I'm just going to get this for her," Lily said holding up a tape of Shannon's favourite wizard band. Tara nodded and mouthed hurry up as Lily joined the end of the queue.
By the time the four had reached the three broomsticks they were most definitely late, as they usually were.
"Where's Shan?" Lily asked, noticing her absence, almost instantly.
"Shopping with her friends," James answered, shrugging unceremoniously.
"That's good," Lily said, sliding into a seat next to Sirius. She hauled Shannon's present out of the small paper bag it had been given to her in, along with a sheet of sparkly purple wrapping paper.
"I hate wrapping presents!" she scowled after four painstaking attempts to parcel up the tape, looking more like she had done four rounds in the ring with Mike Tyson.
"It's not really that hard to wrap a tape," Sirius told her, holding back laughter. He put down his butterbeer and seized the tape, managing to wrap it swiftly and send it sliding across the polished pine surface, back to Lily, within five minutes.
Despite they're previous, er, disagreement Sirius and Lily had become the best of friends. Well as close as was possible for them to the best of friends. Of course Sirius was still a perverted ass and Lily was still a knockout with a temper bigger than Mount Everest so their personalities clashed, dizzily. Their relationship had begun to resemble that of a brother and sister . . . with a twist. The twist being that Sirius still fancied Lily deliriously.
It was well over an hour by the time Shannon had arrived to join them. The group had already gone through about nine butterbeers each and were giggling, insanely, like a pack of hyenas in heat. Shannon scuttled over to the, unhealthily, giddy students, with Mena, Kaye and Mena's new boyfriend, Billy, trailing after her.
"Hiya," she said, breathlessly, planting a kiss on James' lips. In return she was greeted by another round of giggles.
"Sirius go on up there and get us another round of butterbeers!" roared Phoebe, clutching her stomach in pain from laughing too hard. Sirius obeyed and within 5 minutes the group were screaming with deafening, uncontrollable laughter and were exchanging senseless jokes, which seemed like the funniest thing ever to them. Several people passed their table, throwing them bizarre looks and avoiding them as much as was possible.
" . . .And the Daddy strawberry yelled "No"!" Sirius gave the punchline to a long, pointless joke about strawberries playing basketball and immediately dissolved into another fit of hooting. The rest of the gang followed suit, including James, who had been kissing Shannon, intensely. Kaye, Mena and Billy managed a three-way glance and Shannon, who was well used to the gang in this condition, hopped up, kissed James, lightly, on the cheek and made for the door, her three friends in tow.
"Lily where are you going?" Phoebe questioned, running a brush through her platinum blonde hair.
"To the Ravenclaw common room," Lily replied, brushing a strand of her freshly washed hair off her face. "I've got to give Shan her present." She rattled the small, squarish package triumphantly.
"I'm coming with you!" Phoebe shrieked, excitedly, grabbing her shoes.
"Ok," Lily said, suspiciously. "Why? Who do you want to see?" Phoebe put on her best "I'm-so-wounded" face.
"Lily, Lily, Lily," she answered, shaking her head, as she pulled on her second shoe. "How could you even suggest I have an ulterior motive? I'm doing it out of the goodness of my heart, to wish Shannon a happy birthday." She stood in front of Lily, smiling sweetly up at her. Lily stared back, a skeptical look flashing over her features. "Ok, ok," admitted Phoebe, reluctantly. "Maybe I want to see Brad Thompson. You know the new student from Argentina?" Lily smirked.
"You like him?" she teased.
"So what!" protested Phoebe. "He's cute and he talks all funny!" Lily rolled her eyes.
"Well duh, Phoebs. Spanish IS his main language." Phoebe made a face.
"Yea, whatever, Lil. Let's just get going."
"Shan!" Lily called to her cousin, who was sprawled on a couch, a bottle of butterbeer in her hand. Phoebe had gone off in search of the boy's dormitory and Lily had opted to visit the common room, where a party of some sorts was going on.
"Lils!" she squealed, running over to her older cousin and flinging her arms around her. "Mena and Kaye organized this whole thing for me! Aren't they the greatest!" she exclaimed, waving wildly to her two friends.
"Yea great," Lily said, rummaging around in the bag that was permanently in her clutches, for Shannon's present. She extracted the small package and tossed it to her cousin.
"Shan, happy birthday babe," came the unmistakable loud voice of James Potter. Both girls spun around, spotting him, almost immediately, by the doorway, accompanied by Sirius and Phoebe, who were conversing politely. Lily uttered a quick goodbye to Shannon and walked towards the small portion of their gang.
"Potter," Lily said, winking at him as she passed.
"Oh hi, Lil," James said, staring after her as she sauntered over to where Sirius and Phoebe were watching her.
"Lily Evans I saw you wink at James," scolded Phoebe as they climbed through the portrait hole. "Bold!" Lily turned and gave Phoebe an innocent look.
"Whoops," she said, unconvincingly, scuffing the top of her shoe on the fluffy carpet. "Habit?" she tried.
"You should have seen his face!" Phoebe exclaimed, giving up any pretence of anger. Both girls were convulsed with unmanageable laughter and staggered up to their dorm.
"What's so funny?" demanded Alyson after they had collapsed in a crumpled heap on the ground, shaking with laughter.
"Lily made a pass at James," gasped Phoebe, wiping tears of mirth from her eyes. She got up, giggling every so often.
"Lily Whatever-your-middle-name-is Evans . . ." began Alyson.
"Ashling. It's Ashling," interrupted Lily, who was sprawled out on the floor, recalling the scene in the Ravenclaw common room.
"Right, Lily Ashling Evans, " agreed Alyson.
"I like that name," Phoebe commented, suddenly. "Ashling."
"It's better than Lily," nodded Lily.
"Anyway that was bold Lily. She's your cousin," Alyson finally finished her statement. There was a pause in the conversation. "So what was his reaction?" Alyson asked, grinning. The three girls collapsed into giggles.
Lily, Phoebe and Alyson sat in the common room, reading ancient copies of "Witch weekly", "Teen witch" and "Moonshine", occasionally letting a tiny giggle slip out. Lily's head snapped up, suddenly.
"Where's Tara?" she demanded, only just missing her friend's presence.
"Oh didn't you hear?" Alyson asked, mildly. "Remus asked her out. She almost passed out of course but managed to say yes." Alyson laughed, cattily.
"I'm surprised you didn't know, Lils," agreed Phoebe, nodding her head, slightly. "Didn't you see her heading towards the statue? She was dolled up to the nines. She made way too much of an effort if you ask me. Playing hard to get works much better I find." Phoebe grinned, knowingly.
"Just like its working with Sirius, is it, Phoebs?" Alyson inquired, smiling innocently.
"What's working with Sirius?" came a voice from somewhere behind them. All three girls turned, simultaneously, to find Sirius, dangling dangerously over the edge of the couch. Phoebe screamed on seeing him and toppled out of her cozy perch on an overlarge, tattered armchair by the fire. A snort escaped Alyson.
"Nothing," Phoebe said, her blond head popping up over the arm of her chair.
"Well if you're sure," Sirius said, not sounding very sure at all. He swayed, riskily and all of a sudden found himself falling headlong into a group of scared looking forth year girls.
"How you doing?" Sirius asked, slinging his arm around one of them. A brunette, all classy red highlights, Calvin Klein perfume and long legs up to her armpits. Phoebe, Lily and Alyson left him to it, Alyson and Lily finding themselves convulsed with riotous laughter, earning killer glares from Phoebe, who was climbing back onto her chair.