A/n: Hey you guys! I'd just like to answer this one question:
Good so far,but if James is trying to win Lily`s...whatever,then shouldn`t he be actually *trying*?
The answer to this is that since this is their 7th year, I have to stretch out the days because I skipped over their most part at Hogwarts. So it'll come soon enough once I get out some more chapters. Hope that answers your question!
This isn't going to be a long chap. or a very good one either. My comp broke down and I could write for days! UGH! So this is last minute. . . I'm yawning and tired, really sorry!
James rushed towards the Arithmancy corridor, hoping Professor Vector was in a good mood today, he couldn't afford another detention, he was Head Boy after all. After getting over her shock, Professor McGonagall promptly ordered them to clean the mess up and gave them a detention each. They had finished cleaning with just two minutes to spare.
James burst into the classroom where he met thirty-five or so pairs of eyes. Professor Vector was lecturing about how the Muggles had something similar to Arithmancy using symbols, and how they would be studying both methods this semester. He looked up when he heard the door open.
"Ah, well if it isn't our Head Boy himself! I'm presuming you wanted to be, er--how do you young people say it these days--fashionably late, James?" The middle-aged Professor said with a smile.
James sighed in relief. Obviously the teacher had drank his coffee this morning, had his eggs just the way he liked it, and the bacon was between sixty-nine and seventy-one degrees exactly. James often wondered if he and Lily were related.
Taking a seat next to Jenny Grosse, a shy brown-haired blue-eyed Hufflepuff, who blushed when he acknowledged her with a smile, and looked towards the front of the room. Professor Vector was now writing their homework assignment on the board, 'read pages three hundred to five hundred sixty and take notes', while oblivious that every single student in the room wasn't paying any attention to anything he said.
Well almost every student anyway.
James looked towards the row of seats in front to him, and saw Lily's bent head over a piece of parchment on which she was scribbling furiously. It was a known fact that while everyone else was sleeping, passing notes, or doodling, Lily Evans would be taking notes and actually paying attention. The next thing James did obviously showed that he was DESPERATELY bored.
He poked her.
Lily's body stiffened, and the scratching of her quill stopped. James looked horrified at what he'd done, recalling that day in second year. Lily slowly turned around, looking for the culprit. When she spotted James, she only rolled her eyes and turned back around. James let out the breath he had been holding, he really wasn't looking forward to being hexed by Lily Evans twice in a day.
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"And that would be all class, have a nice lunch!" Professor Vector concluded at the end of the period. In the loud scraping of chairs and the mad rush to the door, James fell, or rather, tripped on something. He looked up to find himself looking at a pretty face and curly, red-auburn hair. Lily smirked at him and walked past, heading towards the door.
James sighed and got up, following the bobbing red curls out the classroom, hoping she'd be in a better mood later on in the day.
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"Hey Lily, can I talk to you for a second?" James held his breath and waited for her response. At dinner that day, he had decided to make a brave stab at his goal, to become Lily's friend, and thought that approaching her after she had finished working, Lily tended to become irritable if you bothered her while she was in deep concentration.
Lily looked at him suspiciously, as if waiting for a telltale glint in his eye or a twitch in his mouth. Assuming that he'd passed the test when Lily sighed and started gathering her books, he sat down and waited for her to finish.
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"So, Potter, what DID you want to talk to me about tonight?" Lily asked, while they were out on the grounds walking, as James had requested.
"Well. . ."
"Hurry up, I'm rather cold out here."
"Er, Lily I--"
A/n: SO SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!! What has it been..4 weeks? I actually think it's two or three, but long all the same! Forgive me!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. . . all belongs to J.K.
Good so far,but if James is trying to win Lily`s...whatever,then shouldn`t he be actually *trying*?
The answer to this is that since this is their 7th year, I have to stretch out the days because I skipped over their most part at Hogwarts. So it'll come soon enough once I get out some more chapters. Hope that answers your question!
This isn't going to be a long chap. or a very good one either. My comp broke down and I could write for days! UGH! So this is last minute. . . I'm yawning and tired, really sorry!
James rushed towards the Arithmancy corridor, hoping Professor Vector was in a good mood today, he couldn't afford another detention, he was Head Boy after all. After getting over her shock, Professor McGonagall promptly ordered them to clean the mess up and gave them a detention each. They had finished cleaning with just two minutes to spare.
James burst into the classroom where he met thirty-five or so pairs of eyes. Professor Vector was lecturing about how the Muggles had something similar to Arithmancy using symbols, and how they would be studying both methods this semester. He looked up when he heard the door open.
"Ah, well if it isn't our Head Boy himself! I'm presuming you wanted to be, er--how do you young people say it these days--fashionably late, James?" The middle-aged Professor said with a smile.
James sighed in relief. Obviously the teacher had drank his coffee this morning, had his eggs just the way he liked it, and the bacon was between sixty-nine and seventy-one degrees exactly. James often wondered if he and Lily were related.
Taking a seat next to Jenny Grosse, a shy brown-haired blue-eyed Hufflepuff, who blushed when he acknowledged her with a smile, and looked towards the front of the room. Professor Vector was now writing their homework assignment on the board, 'read pages three hundred to five hundred sixty and take notes', while oblivious that every single student in the room wasn't paying any attention to anything he said.
Well almost every student anyway.
James looked towards the row of seats in front to him, and saw Lily's bent head over a piece of parchment on which she was scribbling furiously. It was a known fact that while everyone else was sleeping, passing notes, or doodling, Lily Evans would be taking notes and actually paying attention. The next thing James did obviously showed that he was DESPERATELY bored.
He poked her.
Lily's body stiffened, and the scratching of her quill stopped. James looked horrified at what he'd done, recalling that day in second year. Lily slowly turned around, looking for the culprit. When she spotted James, she only rolled her eyes and turned back around. James let out the breath he had been holding, he really wasn't looking forward to being hexed by Lily Evans twice in a day.
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"And that would be all class, have a nice lunch!" Professor Vector concluded at the end of the period. In the loud scraping of chairs and the mad rush to the door, James fell, or rather, tripped on something. He looked up to find himself looking at a pretty face and curly, red-auburn hair. Lily smirked at him and walked past, heading towards the door.
James sighed and got up, following the bobbing red curls out the classroom, hoping she'd be in a better mood later on in the day.
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"Hey Lily, can I talk to you for a second?" James held his breath and waited for her response. At dinner that day, he had decided to make a brave stab at his goal, to become Lily's friend, and thought that approaching her after she had finished working, Lily tended to become irritable if you bothered her while she was in deep concentration.
Lily looked at him suspiciously, as if waiting for a telltale glint in his eye or a twitch in his mouth. Assuming that he'd passed the test when Lily sighed and started gathering her books, he sat down and waited for her to finish.
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"So, Potter, what DID you want to talk to me about tonight?" Lily asked, while they were out on the grounds walking, as James had requested.
"Well. . ."
"Hurry up, I'm rather cold out here."
"Er, Lily I--"
A/n: SO SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!! What has it been..4 weeks? I actually think it's two or three, but long all the same! Forgive me!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. . . all belongs to J.K.