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Promise to be Bad
Chapter three.
Bad girl!
**WARNING! Major changes ahead!**Hee hee, hope you like. Crack is bad! Reviews are good!
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Elizabeth Stewert, a tall very pretty seventh year Gryffindor girl, with flowing blond hair and blue eyes, was rudely shaken awake by her boyfriend, James Potter, the following morning
"James, dammit! It's too early. I need sleep." She groaned and stuffed her head under her pillow.
He pulled the pillow from her head and stripped the blankets off her bed. "No you don't, Liz, we're late! You've got to be in Transfiguration in less then ten minutes."
"What!" She shouted and instantly rolled out of bed and ran into the bathroom to change.
Five seconds later, she and James were running hand in hand down the corridors to the Transfiguration classroom.
"Why'd you get up so late?" He asked her breathlessly.
"I don't know. Wait! Lily!"
"What about her? He asked.
"She's my alarm clock. Where is she?"
"What are you talking about?" He stopped to walk, they were still on time.
"Was she at breakfast?" Liz asked.
"Who?"
"Lily, you dolt." She said irritated.
"No, why?"
"Because she never got up this morning, that's why."
"So?" He shrugged.
She rolled her eyes. "Oh well, forget it. Lets get to class."
He smiled and took her hand again and together they walked to McGonnagle's class.
"Good morning, Mister Potter, Miss Stewert, right on time." Professor McGonnagle said when they entered. Everyone was already there, seated and waiting patiently for the lesson to begin.
Everyone that is, except for Lily.
Meanwhile up in the Gryffindor tower, Lily stretched luxuriously and sat up. The nights events played briefly across her mind and she remembered what she was daring herself to do that day. Grabbing one of her favorite outfits and a fluffy towel, she strolled into the bathroom for a long hot shower. It was an hour later before she walking down the hall towards Transfiguration.
Near the end of the class, McGonnagle usually had people in groups practicing a spell which was exactly where she wanted everyone, so she could have a more dramatic entrance.
Stopping at the door, Lily could hear the loud chatter from the other side.
"Strength." She whispered. "You promised not to run. You can do this, Lily." Taking a deep breath, she yanked the door open and walked in confidently.
McGonnagle saw her first. "Miss Evans!" She exclaimed loudly in surprise.
At once the class was silent. No one spoke as they stared at the unexpected vision in front of their eyes. The Lily they were all used to was gone. In her place stood a very pretty girl. The Lily they knew would not be wearing color. Lily was wearing a pair of dark navy blue capris, a bright green tank top under a white jacket and four inch sandal platforms. The Lily they knew would never in her life go near make up. Lily's eyes shown with light green shimmer, her lips coated with sparkly pink lip gloss and small silver hoops dangled from her ears.
The problem with everybody: They didn't know the real Lily Evans.
"I'm sorry, Professor. I slept in." She said loud and smooth.
McGonnagle was so surprised she couldn't speak. She spluttered on her words so looking concerned, Lily stepped forward and said sincerely to her, "Are you all right, Professor? You're looking a little pale, maybe you should see Madam Pomfrey."
There were a few scattered giggles but most didn't know what to do and sat watching the whole ordeal with mouths hanging open. This was Lily Evans, mocking McGonnagle.
Lily smiled and turned to sit down, pausing to stare pointedly at the gawking students who gasped and turned their attention elsewhere.
Finally McGonnagle regained her composure. "Miss Evans, what has gotten into you?"
"Excuse me?" Lily asked innocently.
The professor shook her head, "Never mind." She said, thinking that whatever was going on with her prize student was only a faze. "See me after class and I'll fill you in on what you've missed."
Lily was content to sit in her seat for the remainder of the period listening to the hushed whispers.
"That's not Lily Evans." She heard someone say to her friend.
"Of course it is. Are you blind?"
"No, but Lily Evans doesn't dress like that. I bet she was abducted or something."
"Tara, that's ridiculous." Her friend whispered back.
"Or maybe, she has a really awesome twin who tied her up in a trunk and switched her places."
Her friend seemed to think about it before she said back, "No, that's not it. No one could live that long with the ice queen and not freeze to death."
Lily giggled and turned to face the two friends. "Actually, you're both wrong, but I'll give you an A for effort." She said and leaned closer to them with her hands cupped around her mouth so only they would hear what she had to say. "You see the truth is, I'm an evil monster who had dear, Miss Evans for breakfast this morning. Watch your backs, ladies, I might get hungry for some lunch." The expressions on their faces were torn between laughter and frightened belief.
Turning back to the front of the room, she caught Professor McGonnagle's horrified look.
"Class dismissed!" She called out.
Cheers were heard as students rushed out the door five minutes early, talking excitedly. Lily stood to collect her things and tried to sneak from the class with everyone else.
"Miss Evans, a moment if you will."
Lily groaned rudely and stomped her foot. "Ah, come on Minnie," The Marauders, who were the last ones to leave, choked. No one had ever called the hot-tempered professor by that name and lived to tell the story. "Cut some slack, will ya?"
"Miss Evans! Ten points from Gryffindor!" Students stopped to gather at the door to watch the 'show'. "What has gotten into you? You may be one of my best students..."
"Excuse me, Professor, but I am the best student you have." She stated dryly, not liking the disregard for her high status in marks.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor!" McGonnagle's temper rose. She couldn't believe it and her head was starting to hurt.
"But Professor, I was only stating the truth. I am way above the average rates of--"
"Fifty points! You don't stand there and contradict my judgment! I will not have it."
"Well I don't think it's fair that--" She tried again but this time, she wasn't playing a game. She didn't like that she would lose so many points for telling the truth.
"Detention! Detention, detention, detention!" McGonnagle shouted. "Young lady, I do not like your tone one bit or the lack of respect I deserve. For your insolence I guarantee that you receive one of the worst tasks that I can think of to do for a week."
"Fine!" Lily yelled at her. "I really don't care! It's not my problem if you need anger management! I was just telling the truth, where's my respect?" She said and stomped from the room leaving a very speechless McGonnagle and people parting in the crowd to avoid her.
The Marauders looked at each other.
Sirius was grinning, "What ever happened to the ice queen, I like it."
James laughed. "I just wish I had a camera, that was priceless."
The only person not laughing was Elizabeth, she wanted to know what was in Lily's dream for Lily to change so much. She'd find out sooner or later so it didn't really matter. But if Lily kept up her display of affections for all her professors, she might be out of Hogwarts on the soonest train home.
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Sure Lily was mad. Who wouldn't be? She'd just racked up a month's worth of detention for telling the truth! But when she reached the end of the hall, she bent over and laughed. She had just yelled at McGonnagle! Her, Lily Evans, had been a very, very bad girl!
She could just imagine her brother rolling on the floor laughing his ass off. She knew that he'd had his fair share of teachers who'd rejected his outrageous behavior. He'd been expelled twice from two different schools for trying to light one of the teacher's wig on fire. (He wasn't wearing it at the time, of course. Though that would have been hilarious.) And then for cutting some girl's ringlets off. (He had this thing for hair, which was understandable because most people cherish their hair over everything else.)
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A week had passed since the incident with McGonnagle, who still hadn't notified Lily for her detentions. Things had cooled down and already people had forgotten about it, thinking that it was all a dream. Lily still wore what ever she wanted and didn't hand out her own detentions or deducted points from her own house.
Sirius realized that he didn't hate her anymore, though he still disliked her because of her alienation of everybody around her. Elizabeth had tried to make conversation, but Lily, feeling uncomfortable hadn't returned the courtesy so she'd given up her hope of bringing out the "Ice Queen", who'd only thawed a bit.
But despite all the assumptions about Lily, she hadn't withdrawn into herself again she just wasn't as bad as Harry wanted her to be. (A/N:Cough::Goodietwoshoes::cough::cough. Be patient, people, be patient.)
But it was in the Care of Magical Creatures classroom with Professor Kettleburn taking a written test about fire breathing winged creatures, their where abouts and how to protect yourself from them. The questions weren't very hard at all and she found herself the first done with nothing else to do.
They were in a shack on the Hogwarts grounds (Not to be confused with Hagrid's hut) and both cubbyhole windows were open, blowing a gentle breeze through the heated classroom.
Gryffindors were paired with Ravenclaw for that late September day so there wasn't really anything worth seeing or expected to happen. Lily sprawled across her desk and dangled her arms waving her wand idly in circles. A gust of wind blew her hair into her face and ruffled the papers of Kettleburn's desk, making them fly off.
As he ducked quickly to catch the falling documents, Lily noticed that his hair sort of flopped off. At first she thought she imagined it and tried to ignore the urge to confirm her imagination. But the itch got the better of her.
She charmed the breeze to obey the command of her wand and waved it in the direction of the students taking the test. Scrambling frantically students grabbed hold of out of control quills and paper.
Professor Kettleburn looked up. "Someone please close the windows." A Ravenclaw jumped up and slammed the windows closed and locked them.
"Thank you, Miss Fischer."
The girl smiled brightly and returned to her seat.
Lily cursed under her breath but returned to testing the wind. It blew up and over the professor's desk. He looked suspiciously in the direction of the infamous Marauders who all but James were still working on their test.
It was then that her suspicions were validated. Wondering whether or not to sit quietly and suppress the craving to do something drastic. She chewed on the edge of her quill but spit it out when she realized she was sucking on the inky tip.
Annoyingly, the little voice that always contradicted her actions, popped up in her mind.
"You know you want to." It said.
"I don't!" She screamed silently at it.
"Oh, you can feel it. That little itch in your fingers, you're dying for some mischief."
"Shut up, leave me alone."
"I can't."
"Do it!"
"Remember your--"
"I'm not listening to you! La la la la la la la" The inner turmoil!
"Too late." The voice whispered to her, echoing over her efforts to drown it out, and then it was gone. Though not unsuccessfully.
Lily slammed her wand on her desk in frustration. Heads turned towards her and raised their eyebrows.
"Miss Evans, do you have a problem?" Kettleburn asked calmly.
Lily shook her head and said sweetly, "Oh no, Professor. I'm sorry for the disruption."
Sirius rolled his eyes along with everyone else but James just stared at her and watched as she struggled with herself. Something was bugging her and he knew it. He just didn't know what.
The struggle was over and she had lost. It was inevitable.
As James watched, she raised her wand and pointed it at the unsuspecting professor. He watched as the old professor's hair piece disappeared and in it's place three doves flew up to the rafters above his head.
Kettleburn jumped to his feet and covered his bald head. At first no one noticed but then a girl looked up and nudged her friend, together the two girls giggled alerting the other students of their professor's distress.
Kettleburn looked close to tears as he surveyed the room for the culprit. Lily was sitting straight up, hardly believing what she had just done.
"James Potter! Detention! Fifty points from Gryffindor for doing this to me." Still holding his head, he ran from the room and the laughing children.
Sirius was on the floor laughing so hard his stomach hurt.
"That was brilliant James! I never would have thought of something like that! Bloody brilliant!" But James wasn't laughing.
He was angry. He'd told his mother that he wouldn't do anymore pranks. Lily was responsible for the howler he knew would arrive within a week.
Lily saw the look of anger caused by her and sunk down into her chair, not daring to look at James. She didn't want to even think about what he would do for pay back.
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I Love You! Love you, all! Seriously, I think that I want to send you all flowers, cuz I love you so much!
But alas! I can't, for I am very poor and couldn't even afford to pick a nasty weed. Deeply apologetic.
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Promise to be Bad
Chapter three.
Bad girl!
**WARNING! Major changes ahead!**Hee hee, hope you like. Crack is bad! Reviews are good!
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Elizabeth Stewert, a tall very pretty seventh year Gryffindor girl, with flowing blond hair and blue eyes, was rudely shaken awake by her boyfriend, James Potter, the following morning
"James, dammit! It's too early. I need sleep." She groaned and stuffed her head under her pillow.
He pulled the pillow from her head and stripped the blankets off her bed. "No you don't, Liz, we're late! You've got to be in Transfiguration in less then ten minutes."
"What!" She shouted and instantly rolled out of bed and ran into the bathroom to change.
Five seconds later, she and James were running hand in hand down the corridors to the Transfiguration classroom.
"Why'd you get up so late?" He asked her breathlessly.
"I don't know. Wait! Lily!"
"What about her? He asked.
"She's my alarm clock. Where is she?"
"What are you talking about?" He stopped to walk, they were still on time.
"Was she at breakfast?" Liz asked.
"Who?"
"Lily, you dolt." She said irritated.
"No, why?"
"Because she never got up this morning, that's why."
"So?" He shrugged.
She rolled her eyes. "Oh well, forget it. Lets get to class."
He smiled and took her hand again and together they walked to McGonnagle's class.
"Good morning, Mister Potter, Miss Stewert, right on time." Professor McGonnagle said when they entered. Everyone was already there, seated and waiting patiently for the lesson to begin.
Everyone that is, except for Lily.
Meanwhile up in the Gryffindor tower, Lily stretched luxuriously and sat up. The nights events played briefly across her mind and she remembered what she was daring herself to do that day. Grabbing one of her favorite outfits and a fluffy towel, she strolled into the bathroom for a long hot shower. It was an hour later before she walking down the hall towards Transfiguration.
Near the end of the class, McGonnagle usually had people in groups practicing a spell which was exactly where she wanted everyone, so she could have a more dramatic entrance.
Stopping at the door, Lily could hear the loud chatter from the other side.
"Strength." She whispered. "You promised not to run. You can do this, Lily." Taking a deep breath, she yanked the door open and walked in confidently.
McGonnagle saw her first. "Miss Evans!" She exclaimed loudly in surprise.
At once the class was silent. No one spoke as they stared at the unexpected vision in front of their eyes. The Lily they were all used to was gone. In her place stood a very pretty girl. The Lily they knew would not be wearing color. Lily was wearing a pair of dark navy blue capris, a bright green tank top under a white jacket and four inch sandal platforms. The Lily they knew would never in her life go near make up. Lily's eyes shown with light green shimmer, her lips coated with sparkly pink lip gloss and small silver hoops dangled from her ears.
The problem with everybody: They didn't know the real Lily Evans.
"I'm sorry, Professor. I slept in." She said loud and smooth.
McGonnagle was so surprised she couldn't speak. She spluttered on her words so looking concerned, Lily stepped forward and said sincerely to her, "Are you all right, Professor? You're looking a little pale, maybe you should see Madam Pomfrey."
There were a few scattered giggles but most didn't know what to do and sat watching the whole ordeal with mouths hanging open. This was Lily Evans, mocking McGonnagle.
Lily smiled and turned to sit down, pausing to stare pointedly at the gawking students who gasped and turned their attention elsewhere.
Finally McGonnagle regained her composure. "Miss Evans, what has gotten into you?"
"Excuse me?" Lily asked innocently.
The professor shook her head, "Never mind." She said, thinking that whatever was going on with her prize student was only a faze. "See me after class and I'll fill you in on what you've missed."
Lily was content to sit in her seat for the remainder of the period listening to the hushed whispers.
"That's not Lily Evans." She heard someone say to her friend.
"Of course it is. Are you blind?"
"No, but Lily Evans doesn't dress like that. I bet she was abducted or something."
"Tara, that's ridiculous." Her friend whispered back.
"Or maybe, she has a really awesome twin who tied her up in a trunk and switched her places."
Her friend seemed to think about it before she said back, "No, that's not it. No one could live that long with the ice queen and not freeze to death."
Lily giggled and turned to face the two friends. "Actually, you're both wrong, but I'll give you an A for effort." She said and leaned closer to them with her hands cupped around her mouth so only they would hear what she had to say. "You see the truth is, I'm an evil monster who had dear, Miss Evans for breakfast this morning. Watch your backs, ladies, I might get hungry for some lunch." The expressions on their faces were torn between laughter and frightened belief.
Turning back to the front of the room, she caught Professor McGonnagle's horrified look.
"Class dismissed!" She called out.
Cheers were heard as students rushed out the door five minutes early, talking excitedly. Lily stood to collect her things and tried to sneak from the class with everyone else.
"Miss Evans, a moment if you will."
Lily groaned rudely and stomped her foot. "Ah, come on Minnie," The Marauders, who were the last ones to leave, choked. No one had ever called the hot-tempered professor by that name and lived to tell the story. "Cut some slack, will ya?"
"Miss Evans! Ten points from Gryffindor!" Students stopped to gather at the door to watch the 'show'. "What has gotten into you? You may be one of my best students..."
"Excuse me, Professor, but I am the best student you have." She stated dryly, not liking the disregard for her high status in marks.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor!" McGonnagle's temper rose. She couldn't believe it and her head was starting to hurt.
"But Professor, I was only stating the truth. I am way above the average rates of--"
"Fifty points! You don't stand there and contradict my judgment! I will not have it."
"Well I don't think it's fair that--" She tried again but this time, she wasn't playing a game. She didn't like that she would lose so many points for telling the truth.
"Detention! Detention, detention, detention!" McGonnagle shouted. "Young lady, I do not like your tone one bit or the lack of respect I deserve. For your insolence I guarantee that you receive one of the worst tasks that I can think of to do for a week."
"Fine!" Lily yelled at her. "I really don't care! It's not my problem if you need anger management! I was just telling the truth, where's my respect?" She said and stomped from the room leaving a very speechless McGonnagle and people parting in the crowd to avoid her.
The Marauders looked at each other.
Sirius was grinning, "What ever happened to the ice queen, I like it."
James laughed. "I just wish I had a camera, that was priceless."
The only person not laughing was Elizabeth, she wanted to know what was in Lily's dream for Lily to change so much. She'd find out sooner or later so it didn't really matter. But if Lily kept up her display of affections for all her professors, she might be out of Hogwarts on the soonest train home.
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Sure Lily was mad. Who wouldn't be? She'd just racked up a month's worth of detention for telling the truth! But when she reached the end of the hall, she bent over and laughed. She had just yelled at McGonnagle! Her, Lily Evans, had been a very, very bad girl!
She could just imagine her brother rolling on the floor laughing his ass off. She knew that he'd had his fair share of teachers who'd rejected his outrageous behavior. He'd been expelled twice from two different schools for trying to light one of the teacher's wig on fire. (He wasn't wearing it at the time, of course. Though that would have been hilarious.) And then for cutting some girl's ringlets off. (He had this thing for hair, which was understandable because most people cherish their hair over everything else.)
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A week had passed since the incident with McGonnagle, who still hadn't notified Lily for her detentions. Things had cooled down and already people had forgotten about it, thinking that it was all a dream. Lily still wore what ever she wanted and didn't hand out her own detentions or deducted points from her own house.
Sirius realized that he didn't hate her anymore, though he still disliked her because of her alienation of everybody around her. Elizabeth had tried to make conversation, but Lily, feeling uncomfortable hadn't returned the courtesy so she'd given up her hope of bringing out the "Ice Queen", who'd only thawed a bit.
But despite all the assumptions about Lily, she hadn't withdrawn into herself again she just wasn't as bad as Harry wanted her to be. (A/N:Cough::Goodietwoshoes::cough::cough. Be patient, people, be patient.)
But it was in the Care of Magical Creatures classroom with Professor Kettleburn taking a written test about fire breathing winged creatures, their where abouts and how to protect yourself from them. The questions weren't very hard at all and she found herself the first done with nothing else to do.
They were in a shack on the Hogwarts grounds (Not to be confused with Hagrid's hut) and both cubbyhole windows were open, blowing a gentle breeze through the heated classroom.
Gryffindors were paired with Ravenclaw for that late September day so there wasn't really anything worth seeing or expected to happen. Lily sprawled across her desk and dangled her arms waving her wand idly in circles. A gust of wind blew her hair into her face and ruffled the papers of Kettleburn's desk, making them fly off.
As he ducked quickly to catch the falling documents, Lily noticed that his hair sort of flopped off. At first she thought she imagined it and tried to ignore the urge to confirm her imagination. But the itch got the better of her.
She charmed the breeze to obey the command of her wand and waved it in the direction of the students taking the test. Scrambling frantically students grabbed hold of out of control quills and paper.
Professor Kettleburn looked up. "Someone please close the windows." A Ravenclaw jumped up and slammed the windows closed and locked them.
"Thank you, Miss Fischer."
The girl smiled brightly and returned to her seat.
Lily cursed under her breath but returned to testing the wind. It blew up and over the professor's desk. He looked suspiciously in the direction of the infamous Marauders who all but James were still working on their test.
It was then that her suspicions were validated. Wondering whether or not to sit quietly and suppress the craving to do something drastic. She chewed on the edge of her quill but spit it out when she realized she was sucking on the inky tip.
Annoyingly, the little voice that always contradicted her actions, popped up in her mind.
"You know you want to." It said.
"I don't!" She screamed silently at it.
"Oh, you can feel it. That little itch in your fingers, you're dying for some mischief."
"Shut up, leave me alone."
"I can't."
"Do it!"
"Remember your--"
"I'm not listening to you! La la la la la la la" The inner turmoil!
"Too late." The voice whispered to her, echoing over her efforts to drown it out, and then it was gone. Though not unsuccessfully.
Lily slammed her wand on her desk in frustration. Heads turned towards her and raised their eyebrows.
"Miss Evans, do you have a problem?" Kettleburn asked calmly.
Lily shook her head and said sweetly, "Oh no, Professor. I'm sorry for the disruption."
Sirius rolled his eyes along with everyone else but James just stared at her and watched as she struggled with herself. Something was bugging her and he knew it. He just didn't know what.
The struggle was over and she had lost. It was inevitable.
As James watched, she raised her wand and pointed it at the unsuspecting professor. He watched as the old professor's hair piece disappeared and in it's place three doves flew up to the rafters above his head.
Kettleburn jumped to his feet and covered his bald head. At first no one noticed but then a girl looked up and nudged her friend, together the two girls giggled alerting the other students of their professor's distress.
Kettleburn looked close to tears as he surveyed the room for the culprit. Lily was sitting straight up, hardly believing what she had just done.
"James Potter! Detention! Fifty points from Gryffindor for doing this to me." Still holding his head, he ran from the room and the laughing children.
Sirius was on the floor laughing so hard his stomach hurt.
"That was brilliant James! I never would have thought of something like that! Bloody brilliant!" But James wasn't laughing.
He was angry. He'd told his mother that he wouldn't do anymore pranks. Lily was responsible for the howler he knew would arrive within a week.
Lily saw the look of anger caused by her and sunk down into her chair, not daring to look at James. She didn't want to even think about what he would do for pay back.
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I Love You! Love you, all! Seriously, I think that I want to send you all flowers, cuz I love you so much!
But alas! I can't, for I am very poor and couldn't even afford to pick a nasty weed. Deeply apologetic.
The next chapter could be out sooner(two days.) if you review faster.
I'm greedy I know, but I'm hungry! Feed the review box! Yummy!
Mmm Mmm...good!