Chapter Eight- James Does Some Thinking
James Potter was not one to be quiet and thoughtful. Especially not for a long periods of time. But he just couldn't stop thinking about Lily, and how he had hurt her. He now wished that he had never made that bet with Sirius Black. He couldn't take it back now though, not without losing. Oh, but so many if onlys kept running through his head. If only they hadn't made a bet. If only he had never kissed Lily. If only she wasn't so beautiful.
"Prongs, my friend, what's on your mind?" Remus was sitting next to him in the common room.
"Nothing, Moony. Just thinking."
"Thinking? James Potter thinking? My lord, what is this world coming to?" He sighed and jokingly slapped a hand to his head. Then he saw where, or rather who, James was staring at.
"You're in love with Lily Evans, aren't you? You stare at her every time she's in the same room, you've been 'thinking' a lot recently. I know you. It has to be that you love her." He looked at James skeptically, "It's too bad you're so determined to win that bet."
"What?!! How do you know about the-the bet?"
Remus laughed. "I overheard you and Sirius talking on the Hogwarts Express. Don't worry, you aren't breaking your promise by talking to me about it. Sirius knows that I heard. I told him." He added, seeing the look on his friend's face. James sighed.
"Sometimes I wonder if this bet is worth it to me."
"I totally agree, old friend. I think you should be doing some thinking about that. Now, I'm dying to know. Have you kissed her yet? Come on, tell me." He looked again at James. "And wipe that dreamy look off your face. You look like Sirius does when that Jennifer girl is around…"
James proceeded to tell Remus everything. The close call after the quidditch match, that night in the Head Lounge. He finished with her reaction to him telling her they couldn't be together. He sighed.
"Well." Remus was quiet. "I understand her point of view. She was so obviously completely hurt. You have to do something. Even if it's after this bet thing is over with."
"I know, Moony, I know."
Lily woke up, trying to savor the previous night's dreams. They had been of a certain guy, one with unruly black hair, and deep brown eyes.. What?! she thought, just then realizing who she had been dreaming of. She groaned. Not again. I should have learned my lesson last time. He doesn't care about me. But a little voice in the back of head disagreed. She argued with it. Oh, honestly, I see him walking around with his girlfriend almost every day, hand in hand. They've been going out for a long time. He probably doesn't ever think of me. I bet he told her all about that night that he kissed me. They most likely laugh at me. An unprompted tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, just as Jennifer walked in the dorm. Her face was all smiles.
"Sirius just asked me to the dance! I could sing!" she grinned, plopping down onto the bed, next to Lily. "What's wrong Lils? You look troubled." Oh, if only I could tell you. But she couldn't bear the shame. Lily Evans, in love with James Potter. I wish the guy I like would ask me out to the dance. No chance there though.
"Nope, just a bit tired. I had trouble falling asleep last night. How long have you been awake?"
"Oh, not long. Just long enough to talk with Sirius. Oh, I'm so excited. I don't know what to do right now!"
"I wish I could feel the same." Lily mumbled so that Jen couldn't hear.
James was having a tougher time than he thought he would with the bet. There were only a couple weeks left (it ended the day after the ball) but yet every day he had to spend with Susan seemed so long and dragged out. He had tried imagining that it was Lily he was holding onto and kissing, but it just wasn't the same. He missed her so much. Not that he didn't like Susan; she was nice enough.
He had recently been informed by Remus that Lily was going to the ball with a sixth year named Chris. He heard this guy was pretty popular. He better not lay a hand on Lily, or I swear I'll do something to him! But this just brought back the memory that he had no right to do that whatsoever, as Lily was not his. And probably never will be. She hates me!
He was taking Susan, obviously. Remus was going with Chloe, Lily's friend, Sirius with her other friend Jennifer. And, as usual, Peter was the only one without a date. Too bad for him; he always had trouble finding someone to go out with him.
His days were not all a bore, however. The Marauders always had pranks up their sleeves. Why, just the other day they had saran-wrapped the toilets in the teacher's bathrooms, so that their professors would pee on themselves unknowingly. It worked every time. He laughed, recalling the very red and angry Professor Blint. Too bad he had taken away 20 points from Gryffindor. But that was not a problem for they had gained the points back during the last quidditch match against Ravenclaw. It was a close game, but they had managed to come out on top.
And he was going home for Christmas this year. Dumbledore had scheduled the carnival/ball two days before their Christmas Break, so that students who needed to go home wouldn't miss anything.
It was one day at dinner that he decided. He had been looking at Lily. Watching her laugh and eat with her friends. He just couldn't stand it anymore. He decided that winning the bet simply didn't mean that much to him anymore. Lily, however, did. He had to tell her. But when?
A/N:
Hello! Thanks again for reading/reviewing! I'll post the next chapter when I reach 30 reviews! I've already written it, but I've been posting this story very quickly, so I thought I'd hold off a bit. You'll find out what James does about Lily and the bet! ;) This chapter was kind of slow, sorry, but I hope you like the story anyway! ~Emily~
James Potter was not one to be quiet and thoughtful. Especially not for a long periods of time. But he just couldn't stop thinking about Lily, and how he had hurt her. He now wished that he had never made that bet with Sirius Black. He couldn't take it back now though, not without losing. Oh, but so many if onlys kept running through his head. If only they hadn't made a bet. If only he had never kissed Lily. If only she wasn't so beautiful.
"Prongs, my friend, what's on your mind?" Remus was sitting next to him in the common room.
"Nothing, Moony. Just thinking."
"Thinking? James Potter thinking? My lord, what is this world coming to?" He sighed and jokingly slapped a hand to his head. Then he saw where, or rather who, James was staring at.
"You're in love with Lily Evans, aren't you? You stare at her every time she's in the same room, you've been 'thinking' a lot recently. I know you. It has to be that you love her." He looked at James skeptically, "It's too bad you're so determined to win that bet."
"What?!! How do you know about the-the bet?"
Remus laughed. "I overheard you and Sirius talking on the Hogwarts Express. Don't worry, you aren't breaking your promise by talking to me about it. Sirius knows that I heard. I told him." He added, seeing the look on his friend's face. James sighed.
"Sometimes I wonder if this bet is worth it to me."
"I totally agree, old friend. I think you should be doing some thinking about that. Now, I'm dying to know. Have you kissed her yet? Come on, tell me." He looked again at James. "And wipe that dreamy look off your face. You look like Sirius does when that Jennifer girl is around…"
James proceeded to tell Remus everything. The close call after the quidditch match, that night in the Head Lounge. He finished with her reaction to him telling her they couldn't be together. He sighed.
"Well." Remus was quiet. "I understand her point of view. She was so obviously completely hurt. You have to do something. Even if it's after this bet thing is over with."
"I know, Moony, I know."
Lily woke up, trying to savor the previous night's dreams. They had been of a certain guy, one with unruly black hair, and deep brown eyes.. What?! she thought, just then realizing who she had been dreaming of. She groaned. Not again. I should have learned my lesson last time. He doesn't care about me. But a little voice in the back of head disagreed. She argued with it. Oh, honestly, I see him walking around with his girlfriend almost every day, hand in hand. They've been going out for a long time. He probably doesn't ever think of me. I bet he told her all about that night that he kissed me. They most likely laugh at me. An unprompted tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away, just as Jennifer walked in the dorm. Her face was all smiles.
"Sirius just asked me to the dance! I could sing!" she grinned, plopping down onto the bed, next to Lily. "What's wrong Lils? You look troubled." Oh, if only I could tell you. But she couldn't bear the shame. Lily Evans, in love with James Potter. I wish the guy I like would ask me out to the dance. No chance there though.
"Nope, just a bit tired. I had trouble falling asleep last night. How long have you been awake?"
"Oh, not long. Just long enough to talk with Sirius. Oh, I'm so excited. I don't know what to do right now!"
"I wish I could feel the same." Lily mumbled so that Jen couldn't hear.
James was having a tougher time than he thought he would with the bet. There were only a couple weeks left (it ended the day after the ball) but yet every day he had to spend with Susan seemed so long and dragged out. He had tried imagining that it was Lily he was holding onto and kissing, but it just wasn't the same. He missed her so much. Not that he didn't like Susan; she was nice enough.
He had recently been informed by Remus that Lily was going to the ball with a sixth year named Chris. He heard this guy was pretty popular. He better not lay a hand on Lily, or I swear I'll do something to him! But this just brought back the memory that he had no right to do that whatsoever, as Lily was not his. And probably never will be. She hates me!
He was taking Susan, obviously. Remus was going with Chloe, Lily's friend, Sirius with her other friend Jennifer. And, as usual, Peter was the only one without a date. Too bad for him; he always had trouble finding someone to go out with him.
His days were not all a bore, however. The Marauders always had pranks up their sleeves. Why, just the other day they had saran-wrapped the toilets in the teacher's bathrooms, so that their professors would pee on themselves unknowingly. It worked every time. He laughed, recalling the very red and angry Professor Blint. Too bad he had taken away 20 points from Gryffindor. But that was not a problem for they had gained the points back during the last quidditch match against Ravenclaw. It was a close game, but they had managed to come out on top.
And he was going home for Christmas this year. Dumbledore had scheduled the carnival/ball two days before their Christmas Break, so that students who needed to go home wouldn't miss anything.
It was one day at dinner that he decided. He had been looking at Lily. Watching her laugh and eat with her friends. He just couldn't stand it anymore. He decided that winning the bet simply didn't mean that much to him anymore. Lily, however, did. He had to tell her. But when?
A/N:
Hello! Thanks again for reading/reviewing! I'll post the next chapter when I reach 30 reviews! I've already written it, but I've been posting this story very quickly, so I thought I'd hold off a bit. You'll find out what James does about Lily and the bet! ;) This chapter was kind of slow, sorry, but I hope you like the story anyway! ~Emily~