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to continue it! For some strange reason I've just become addicted to
MWPP fics . . . woohoo! And if you want to see some GREAT MWPP art,
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I have fallen in love with this girl's art--her Remus is to die for.
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"Lily?" Lauren peeped quietly. The redhead was still sitting on her bed, staring at a wall, muttering and squinting her eyes. "Are you . . .?" She sighed. "I give up! Listen, if anyone asks, say I went to see my sister, ok?" Lauren's sister, Rachel, was a year above them, and a Ravenclaw.
Lily nodded half-consciously. "Lauren . . . sister . . ." was all that Lauren could make out from her deranged mumblings.
Well, at least I know she caught some if it, Lauren thought to herself. She waved softly at Lily, and slipped out the door. Walking on tiptoes, she crept downstairs and into the common room. After looking around for a moment, she confirmed that it was empty and walked across the room to a bust of a very fancy looking witch. Swiveling her head around one more time, she slipped her hand to the back of the bust and found a latch with her fingers. "Bellastillo," she whispered, and the latch sprang open. She slipped her hand into the small hole that was now wide open, and started to pull something out.
A noise. Footsteps? she wondered frantically. Not wanting to be caught, she quickly dropped whatever was in her hand and ducked down into the shadowy corner where the bust stood on its pedestal. The door to the common room creaked open, and in walked . . . nobody?
The door closed, yet no one was in sight. The footsteps didn't cease. Lauren frowned. Was it a person? Could they have an invisibility cloak of some sort?
Then, a voice sounded. "I just . . . never would have guessed. I thought you hated her!"
"No, I never hated her. It's just that you did so much; I thought I shouldn't say otherwise. But it's . . . it's getting out of control. I just can't stop my feelings."
"I still find it hard to understand. I mean, yesterday you were urging me on to put frogs in her soup, and today, you're . . . falling in love."
Lauren grinned. Gossip! Boy gossip! It was just the kind of thing she'd love to hear. But who was it? She knew the voices sounded familiar, but she just couldn't place them quite on the dot. Luckily, she didn't have to wonder for much longer. A slight ripple in the common room lead way to a cloak coming off of two bodies . . . James Potter and Sirius Black. James tossed the cloak carelessly on a table before pulling out a chair to sit down. Sirius quickly followed suit.
"Well," Sirius murmured, smiling awkwardly, "I guess people--people change. And Lily . . ." He sighed.
Wait, Lauren thought. Is Sirius in love with Lily? My god . . . never in my wildest dreams . . . well, at least it's more credible than James. Now wouldn't that be a riot!
"So, it's just a little crush, right? I mean, it'll be over in a little bit, it's not like you're in lo--"
Sirius looked down and bit his lip.
"Oh God, it IS love!" James exclaimed a bit too loudly.
"James, SHUT UP!" Sirius hissed. "You'll wake someone! You don't want to be caught, do you now?"
James blushed a little bit. "Sorry 'bout that. Well, then--love. Crazy, isn't it? So damn unexpected. But hey, you're not the only one, so I guess I shouldn't be so surprised about it."
"Yeah," Sirius chuckled, "like Remus."
Lauren's ears perked. Remus, in love? Remus?!? My Remus?
James grinned. "I swear to god, if that boy liked Lauren an ounce more, he'd go into shock."
Lauren's jaw dropped. WHAT?
"It's funny, how completely oblivious she is," Sirius added, nodding. "But then again, he has a weird way of showing such strong emotions--silly pranks!" He blushed. "Though I shouldn't be talking. But that poor boy knows he's never got a chance with her."
Lauren gasped audibly, and thumped into the wall.
James swiveled his head around. "What was that? Did you hear it, Si?"
"Yeah," Si replied, frowning. "It came from over by that bust!"
James grabbed his wand from his robe pocket and quickly approached the bust that Lauren was hiding behind. "We know you're there," he growled. "Come out if you know what's good for you."
Cursing silently to herself, Lauren pushed herself off the ground and squeezed out from her corner. "I . . . I didn't mean to hear you, I was just--just, umm--"
Sirius ran over to the stuttering girl and grabbed her by the shoulders. "How much did you hear?" he demanded nervously.
She lowered her eyes, defeated. "Enough," she admitted softly.
"Shit!" Sirius cried, throwing his hands up into the air and walking over to a large red chair. Plopping himself down, he added, "Next thing you'll know, the whole school will be harassing me. Great! Just bloody fantastic!"
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset," Lauren apologized mootly to Sirius, who wouldn't hear a word. "I promise, I really won't tell anyone."
James, who was (unlike his friend) listening intently to check out the truth of the girl's story, raised an eyebrow. "You really promise?"
Lauren nodded, and gave him a weak smile. "I promise. You have my honor as a witch."
He cocked his head. "You're really telling the truth, aren't you? How refreshing in a person, trust without friendship."
Lauren smiled. "Well, you know what's even better?"
"What?"
"Trust with friendship."
James broke into a grin. "Is that an invitation?"
"As good as any," Lauren replied, nodding.
There was a shared chuckle, followed by an awkward silence, filled only by the anguished, heavy breathing of Sirius. "Lauren?" James asked timidly.
"Yeah?"
"Well, I know you must have heard about Remus," he mumbled, bringing a bright blush to her cheeks. "Don't let him know you know, okay? 'Cause I just don't know what he'd do. He . . . he really likes you, a lot."
"Okay," she whispered, looking downward.
"Hey, Si!" James hissed, poking him harshly. "Snap out of it! She's not going to tell."
Sirius immediately drew his attention to James. "You say that like it's true," he spat.
"That's because it is!" James insisted.
Sirius grew silent for a moment, then a slow grin began to creep onto his face. "Are you sure?" he asked.
"Positive," answered Lauren, grinning at him.
"She stole the words right out of my mouth!" laughed James.
"Well boys, I'd love to hang out, but I'm afraid my bed is calling me." Lauren sighed, motioning her hand towards her dorm.
"I must agree," Sirius said, yawning. "James, let's hit the sack."
The boys went over to the table to pick up the cloak and tuck in the chairs while Lauren headed for the staircase. Soon the common room was back to normal, back to exactly how it had been before their little meeting.
Well, not quite. There was one thing left altered.
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After Sirius and James had gone to their respective beds, James' face started to fall. If Sirius only knew how hard it is for me to act all happy and surprised, if he only knew how it hurts me so much. It seems that we're always after the same things--quidditch, pranks, grades . . . I usually get the best, and he only gets second. So why does it upset me so much that I'm letting him take first in the one thing I really want? Why am I letting him take Lily?
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EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I really like this chapter! And it took me almost NO time to complete. Happiness! Well, don't forget to join the mailing list, and REVIEW!
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Thank you, biya!
~Lauren
http://www.tinaling.ca/mwppmap/index2.html
I have fallen in love with this girl's art--her Remus is to die for.
Thank you much to all who reviewed! It means a lot to me. Those people are:
axania chic, flynfish, lilyengraved, Kase, PrincessLesse, boredblackgreenfrogs, The Rogue Sisters, Mira White, baybee, Melissa, Riauna, porkypop, sCHEm, and martini addict.
And thanks to Melissa for beta reading the story! You rock!
One last note--to join my mailing list (for all of my fics), which includes updates, discussions, and anything you want to talk about, go here:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/hpperhaps
Thank you, and enjoy chapter two of Pure White!
"Lily?" Lauren peeped quietly. The redhead was still sitting on her bed, staring at a wall, muttering and squinting her eyes. "Are you . . .?" She sighed. "I give up! Listen, if anyone asks, say I went to see my sister, ok?" Lauren's sister, Rachel, was a year above them, and a Ravenclaw.
Lily nodded half-consciously. "Lauren . . . sister . . ." was all that Lauren could make out from her deranged mumblings.
Well, at least I know she caught some if it, Lauren thought to herself. She waved softly at Lily, and slipped out the door. Walking on tiptoes, she crept downstairs and into the common room. After looking around for a moment, she confirmed that it was empty and walked across the room to a bust of a very fancy looking witch. Swiveling her head around one more time, she slipped her hand to the back of the bust and found a latch with her fingers. "Bellastillo," she whispered, and the latch sprang open. She slipped her hand into the small hole that was now wide open, and started to pull something out.
A noise. Footsteps? she wondered frantically. Not wanting to be caught, she quickly dropped whatever was in her hand and ducked down into the shadowy corner where the bust stood on its pedestal. The door to the common room creaked open, and in walked . . . nobody?
The door closed, yet no one was in sight. The footsteps didn't cease. Lauren frowned. Was it a person? Could they have an invisibility cloak of some sort?
Then, a voice sounded. "I just . . . never would have guessed. I thought you hated her!"
"No, I never hated her. It's just that you did so much; I thought I shouldn't say otherwise. But it's . . . it's getting out of control. I just can't stop my feelings."
"I still find it hard to understand. I mean, yesterday you were urging me on to put frogs in her soup, and today, you're . . . falling in love."
Lauren grinned. Gossip! Boy gossip! It was just the kind of thing she'd love to hear. But who was it? She knew the voices sounded familiar, but she just couldn't place them quite on the dot. Luckily, she didn't have to wonder for much longer. A slight ripple in the common room lead way to a cloak coming off of two bodies . . . James Potter and Sirius Black. James tossed the cloak carelessly on a table before pulling out a chair to sit down. Sirius quickly followed suit.
"Well," Sirius murmured, smiling awkwardly, "I guess people--people change. And Lily . . ." He sighed.
Wait, Lauren thought. Is Sirius in love with Lily? My god . . . never in my wildest dreams . . . well, at least it's more credible than James. Now wouldn't that be a riot!
"So, it's just a little crush, right? I mean, it'll be over in a little bit, it's not like you're in lo--"
Sirius looked down and bit his lip.
"Oh God, it IS love!" James exclaimed a bit too loudly.
"James, SHUT UP!" Sirius hissed. "You'll wake someone! You don't want to be caught, do you now?"
James blushed a little bit. "Sorry 'bout that. Well, then--love. Crazy, isn't it? So damn unexpected. But hey, you're not the only one, so I guess I shouldn't be so surprised about it."
"Yeah," Sirius chuckled, "like Remus."
Lauren's ears perked. Remus, in love? Remus?!? My Remus?
James grinned. "I swear to god, if that boy liked Lauren an ounce more, he'd go into shock."
Lauren's jaw dropped. WHAT?
"It's funny, how completely oblivious she is," Sirius added, nodding. "But then again, he has a weird way of showing such strong emotions--silly pranks!" He blushed. "Though I shouldn't be talking. But that poor boy knows he's never got a chance with her."
Lauren gasped audibly, and thumped into the wall.
James swiveled his head around. "What was that? Did you hear it, Si?"
"Yeah," Si replied, frowning. "It came from over by that bust!"
James grabbed his wand from his robe pocket and quickly approached the bust that Lauren was hiding behind. "We know you're there," he growled. "Come out if you know what's good for you."
Cursing silently to herself, Lauren pushed herself off the ground and squeezed out from her corner. "I . . . I didn't mean to hear you, I was just--just, umm--"
Sirius ran over to the stuttering girl and grabbed her by the shoulders. "How much did you hear?" he demanded nervously.
She lowered her eyes, defeated. "Enough," she admitted softly.
"Shit!" Sirius cried, throwing his hands up into the air and walking over to a large red chair. Plopping himself down, he added, "Next thing you'll know, the whole school will be harassing me. Great! Just bloody fantastic!"
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset," Lauren apologized mootly to Sirius, who wouldn't hear a word. "I promise, I really won't tell anyone."
James, who was (unlike his friend) listening intently to check out the truth of the girl's story, raised an eyebrow. "You really promise?"
Lauren nodded, and gave him a weak smile. "I promise. You have my honor as a witch."
He cocked his head. "You're really telling the truth, aren't you? How refreshing in a person, trust without friendship."
Lauren smiled. "Well, you know what's even better?"
"What?"
"Trust with friendship."
James broke into a grin. "Is that an invitation?"
"As good as any," Lauren replied, nodding.
There was a shared chuckle, followed by an awkward silence, filled only by the anguished, heavy breathing of Sirius. "Lauren?" James asked timidly.
"Yeah?"
"Well, I know you must have heard about Remus," he mumbled, bringing a bright blush to her cheeks. "Don't let him know you know, okay? 'Cause I just don't know what he'd do. He . . . he really likes you, a lot."
"Okay," she whispered, looking downward.
"Hey, Si!" James hissed, poking him harshly. "Snap out of it! She's not going to tell."
Sirius immediately drew his attention to James. "You say that like it's true," he spat.
"That's because it is!" James insisted.
Sirius grew silent for a moment, then a slow grin began to creep onto his face. "Are you sure?" he asked.
"Positive," answered Lauren, grinning at him.
"She stole the words right out of my mouth!" laughed James.
"Well boys, I'd love to hang out, but I'm afraid my bed is calling me." Lauren sighed, motioning her hand towards her dorm.
"I must agree," Sirius said, yawning. "James, let's hit the sack."
The boys went over to the table to pick up the cloak and tuck in the chairs while Lauren headed for the staircase. Soon the common room was back to normal, back to exactly how it had been before their little meeting.
Well, not quite. There was one thing left altered.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After Sirius and James had gone to their respective beds, James' face started to fall. If Sirius only knew how hard it is for me to act all happy and surprised, if he only knew how it hurts me so much. It seems that we're always after the same things--quidditch, pranks, grades . . . I usually get the best, and he only gets second. So why does it upset me so much that I'm letting him take first in the one thing I really want? Why am I letting him take Lily?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I really like this chapter! And it took me almost NO time to complete. Happiness! Well, don't forget to join the mailing list, and REVIEW!
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/hpperhaps
Thank you, biya!
~Lauren