Authors note: I have nothing to say to you people who aren't reviewing my fic! To those of you who are (*smiles sweetly*) I love you!
Disclaimer: You know I really hate these things. They're stupid and pointless. I mean all you guys KNOW I'm not going to use the characters which don't belong to me to make money or whatever the hell this shit is used to prevent. And you also know that I'll break you're faces if you take something of mine without permission. If you want it just ASK. Now that I'm finished my ranting and raving…….*smiles innocently*
Lily sat on a couch in the common room, flicking through several sheets of parchment covered with scribbles and ideas for the ball. She tucked her hair behind her ears and, absentmindedly, took a bite of an apple, which was lying next to her. All her friends were at dinner, which Lily had to skip what with the ball approaching rapidly. It was James' night off (to prevent exhaustion and overworking they had come up with a timetable that allowed them to have one or two nights off a week and the rest of the time they worked together) and Lily knew exactly where he was. In Hogsmeade with Lucy, a pretty sixth year Gryfinndor. She was jealous, crazy jealous if truth be told, but she knew she had to put up with it. Shannon was making unbelievable progress. She was getting counseling to get James out of her system and it was working! Lily didn't want to mess it all up again. The portrait hole burst open and, as if it were a conspiracy, James and Lucy stumbled in, clutching hands and giggling madly. Lily flipped her manuscript closed and stood up as James glanced at her and kissed Lucy softly. She gathered up all her books, prevented herself from looking at the couple.
"Air," she choked, to the couple, who were beginning to stare. James hid a grin. "I need air." And she stumbled out the portrait hole and sank onto the ground outside it. She sighed and set up her books and parchment around her and got back to work. She knew what James was trying to do. He was trying to make her jealous and it was working. But she wouldn't let herself give into him. She refused to! She picked up her quill and let it fly across the page as she thought of ideas for the ball.
On estimate, an hour later, James appeared in front of her. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed.
"What are you doing out here, Lily?" he asked, smirking, slightly.
"Trying to get some work done without distraction," Lily answered, not taking the time to look up. James nodded and sat down next to her. Lily continued to write as James looked over her shoulder. Eventually Lily turned her head, slightly, to face him. "What exactly do you want, James?" she asked.
"To spend time with you," he replied, smiling at her. Lily smiled back, looking into his sparkling eyes, which she had always loved so much. She leaned towards him, ever so slightly, as he did the same but several pairs of feet running towards the portrait hole interrupted them. Lily snapped out of it and shook her head.
"Stupid first years," she commented, stifling a yawn. She tucked her hair behind her ears and yawned again.
"Lily all this planning is going to wear you out," James said, as she began to write again. "Take a break and come for a walk with me."
"I can't," Lily said, shaking her head to prevent herself from falling asleep. "I have to finish this."
"Lily, number one, you're going to collapse if you keep pushing yourself to the limit. Number two, you're miles ahead of yourself and number three, I REALLY want you to come for a walk with me," he begged. He gave her his puppy dog eyes when she looked at him. She laughed. James looked at her and smiled. God he loved that girl! He leaned towards her for the second time that night but she stepped back, shaking her head.
"I don't think that walk is such a good idea, James," she said, softly. She kissed him, in a totally sisterly way, on the cheek and turned to go up to the dorm. She let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding and kept going.
So for the next few weeks James and Lily worked like hell at the ball, without any of the previous events coming close to repeating themselves again. Lily made sure of that. She and James worked diligently together for the two hours a night, they had stripped their working time together and that was that. Lily had realized, sadly, that being friends with an ex was close to impossible especially when the ex was James Potter and determined to get her back.
"Lily?" James and Lily were sitting in the library, making the final preparations for the ball, which was happening that day week. Lily's head snapped up to find Jake Matthews, a really cute Ravenclaw seventh year, who Lily only knew through her History of magic class, standing in front of her, looking at her, unsurely.
"Yea?" she asked him, jotting down something on the parchment in front of her.
"Could I talk to you?" he asked, hesitantly.
"Sure!" Lily nodded and put down her quill. She looked at him, expectantly.
"Um, alone?" he asked, glancing at James who seemed to be working away. He looked up briefly.
"Oh, of course," Lily said, getting up, looking slightly flustered. She got up and followed him to the corner of the library, without a backward glance at James who was scribbling across the parchment.
James read over what he had just written but it didn't seem to be sinking in. He glanced over at Lily and Jake. Lily was nodding, smiling and…flirting? James flushed. What the hell could Matthews possibly want to talk to her about? He was about to find out. Lily walked back to the table, unable to keep the smile off her face. She tucked her hair behind her ears and sat down.
"Interesting," she said, picking up her quill.
"What's interesting?" James asked. "What did Matthews want to talk to you about?"
"Oh that. Um, well, he just asked me to go to the ball with him." She smiled.
"And what did you say?" James demanded.
"I said yes," Lily replied.
"You said what?" James asked, refusing to believe what his ears were telling him.
"I said yes," Lily repeated. The smile was beginning to wear off her face.
"I can't believe you!" James exclaimed. Lily stared at him.
"What's your problem, James?" she asked. "I can date whoever I want. What exactly did you think was going to happen when we broke up? That you'd be allowed date but I wouldn't? News flash James!" she hissed. "That's not how it works and you know it. Get over your jealousy and get over me! It'll be for the best because we're NOT getting back together!" She gathered up her books and bits of parchment and stormed out of the library, letting James there, to stare after her, shell-shocked.
So Lily didn't talk to James for the remainder of the week to the ball. Any preparations that needed to be finished for the ball went from Lily to Dumbledore to James. Staying friends with exes had never been a talent Lily had mastered. She had tried, several times, but it had never worked out. It was like some unwritten rule or something, that you couldn't remain friends with people you had gone out with. James was proving to be harder than anyone else to remain friends with. She wanted to but they fought more as friends than they did as boyfriend and girlfriend so there wasn't much point now was there? No matter how much each of them wanted it, it was just asking the impossible!
Author's note: Sob! I've got REALLY bad writer's block! It's sooooooooo horrible! Horrible I tell you. Maybe it's from my lack of reviews! (hint, hint!) Ah well no matter. I just hope I get rid of it in time for the next chapter which just happens to be the ball chapter! So anyways review and keep me happy!
Disclaimer: You know I really hate these things. They're stupid and pointless. I mean all you guys KNOW I'm not going to use the characters which don't belong to me to make money or whatever the hell this shit is used to prevent. And you also know that I'll break you're faces if you take something of mine without permission. If you want it just ASK. Now that I'm finished my ranting and raving…….*smiles innocently*
Lily sat on a couch in the common room, flicking through several sheets of parchment covered with scribbles and ideas for the ball. She tucked her hair behind her ears and, absentmindedly, took a bite of an apple, which was lying next to her. All her friends were at dinner, which Lily had to skip what with the ball approaching rapidly. It was James' night off (to prevent exhaustion and overworking they had come up with a timetable that allowed them to have one or two nights off a week and the rest of the time they worked together) and Lily knew exactly where he was. In Hogsmeade with Lucy, a pretty sixth year Gryfinndor. She was jealous, crazy jealous if truth be told, but she knew she had to put up with it. Shannon was making unbelievable progress. She was getting counseling to get James out of her system and it was working! Lily didn't want to mess it all up again. The portrait hole burst open and, as if it were a conspiracy, James and Lucy stumbled in, clutching hands and giggling madly. Lily flipped her manuscript closed and stood up as James glanced at her and kissed Lucy softly. She gathered up all her books, prevented herself from looking at the couple.
"Air," she choked, to the couple, who were beginning to stare. James hid a grin. "I need air." And she stumbled out the portrait hole and sank onto the ground outside it. She sighed and set up her books and parchment around her and got back to work. She knew what James was trying to do. He was trying to make her jealous and it was working. But she wouldn't let herself give into him. She refused to! She picked up her quill and let it fly across the page as she thought of ideas for the ball.
On estimate, an hour later, James appeared in front of her. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed.
"What are you doing out here, Lily?" he asked, smirking, slightly.
"Trying to get some work done without distraction," Lily answered, not taking the time to look up. James nodded and sat down next to her. Lily continued to write as James looked over her shoulder. Eventually Lily turned her head, slightly, to face him. "What exactly do you want, James?" she asked.
"To spend time with you," he replied, smiling at her. Lily smiled back, looking into his sparkling eyes, which she had always loved so much. She leaned towards him, ever so slightly, as he did the same but several pairs of feet running towards the portrait hole interrupted them. Lily snapped out of it and shook her head.
"Stupid first years," she commented, stifling a yawn. She tucked her hair behind her ears and yawned again.
"Lily all this planning is going to wear you out," James said, as she began to write again. "Take a break and come for a walk with me."
"I can't," Lily said, shaking her head to prevent herself from falling asleep. "I have to finish this."
"Lily, number one, you're going to collapse if you keep pushing yourself to the limit. Number two, you're miles ahead of yourself and number three, I REALLY want you to come for a walk with me," he begged. He gave her his puppy dog eyes when she looked at him. She laughed. James looked at her and smiled. God he loved that girl! He leaned towards her for the second time that night but she stepped back, shaking her head.
"I don't think that walk is such a good idea, James," she said, softly. She kissed him, in a totally sisterly way, on the cheek and turned to go up to the dorm. She let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding and kept going.
So for the next few weeks James and Lily worked like hell at the ball, without any of the previous events coming close to repeating themselves again. Lily made sure of that. She and James worked diligently together for the two hours a night, they had stripped their working time together and that was that. Lily had realized, sadly, that being friends with an ex was close to impossible especially when the ex was James Potter and determined to get her back.
"Lily?" James and Lily were sitting in the library, making the final preparations for the ball, which was happening that day week. Lily's head snapped up to find Jake Matthews, a really cute Ravenclaw seventh year, who Lily only knew through her History of magic class, standing in front of her, looking at her, unsurely.
"Yea?" she asked him, jotting down something on the parchment in front of her.
"Could I talk to you?" he asked, hesitantly.
"Sure!" Lily nodded and put down her quill. She looked at him, expectantly.
"Um, alone?" he asked, glancing at James who seemed to be working away. He looked up briefly.
"Oh, of course," Lily said, getting up, looking slightly flustered. She got up and followed him to the corner of the library, without a backward glance at James who was scribbling across the parchment.
James read over what he had just written but it didn't seem to be sinking in. He glanced over at Lily and Jake. Lily was nodding, smiling and…flirting? James flushed. What the hell could Matthews possibly want to talk to her about? He was about to find out. Lily walked back to the table, unable to keep the smile off her face. She tucked her hair behind her ears and sat down.
"Interesting," she said, picking up her quill.
"What's interesting?" James asked. "What did Matthews want to talk to you about?"
"Oh that. Um, well, he just asked me to go to the ball with him." She smiled.
"And what did you say?" James demanded.
"I said yes," Lily replied.
"You said what?" James asked, refusing to believe what his ears were telling him.
"I said yes," Lily repeated. The smile was beginning to wear off her face.
"I can't believe you!" James exclaimed. Lily stared at him.
"What's your problem, James?" she asked. "I can date whoever I want. What exactly did you think was going to happen when we broke up? That you'd be allowed date but I wouldn't? News flash James!" she hissed. "That's not how it works and you know it. Get over your jealousy and get over me! It'll be for the best because we're NOT getting back together!" She gathered up her books and bits of parchment and stormed out of the library, letting James there, to stare after her, shell-shocked.
So Lily didn't talk to James for the remainder of the week to the ball. Any preparations that needed to be finished for the ball went from Lily to Dumbledore to James. Staying friends with exes had never been a talent Lily had mastered. She had tried, several times, but it had never worked out. It was like some unwritten rule or something, that you couldn't remain friends with people you had gone out with. James was proving to be harder than anyone else to remain friends with. She wanted to but they fought more as friends than they did as boyfriend and girlfriend so there wasn't much point now was there? No matter how much each of them wanted it, it was just asking the impossible!
Author's note: Sob! I've got REALLY bad writer's block! It's sooooooooo horrible! Horrible I tell you. Maybe it's from my lack of reviews! (hint, hint!) Ah well no matter. I just hope I get rid of it in time for the next chapter which just happens to be the ball chapter! So anyways review and keep me happy!