Night star
Thanks to: Cimorene-umm, I am Tta- thanks.
A/N; Well, I'm trying to find enough time to write more this week, but I'm leaving for awhile, till mid-August, so there won't be any then. Oh, and I don't want to be pushy or egotistical or anything, but I want at least 45 reviews before the next chapter, cuz I don't wanna waste my time writing these, as much as I like them if no one likes them. Even if I do get 45, it may not come up immediately, as I'm gonna be away. Thanks.
Night Star
"Lily, wait!" Ora yelled through the hall, nad Lily turned around. Eyebrow arched, she stood tall, waiting for her best friend to catch up.
"So," she panted, "What are you going to wear?"
"Wear where?"
"Tonight silly, you know, the-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, and I would appreciate it if you didn't go shouting it all over the place like that.," Lily hissed.
Ora gave her a sour look, "Whatever. Look, what are you going to wear?" Lily gestured at her school robes that she was wearing, and Ora shrieked, "No, no! You can't go like that! Major fashion no-no. We have to do something with that hair, and those clothes! No, no, I'm thinking maybe green, or-"
"It's just a meeting Ora," Lily stated, "He probably just wants to talk about the play."
Ora rolled her eyes up to the ceiling, and before she could get another word out, Lily started to walk off again, "See you Ora! Got to get to rehearsal!" With a wave, she looked away and turned the corner, disappearing from sight. "Looks like it's time for another meeting with Mr. Black."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily walked into the Great Hall to see her cast lounging around, sipping butterbeer, and flipping through some magazines. Her anger bubbled up, "What are you doing?!" The cast immediately stood, seeing that their normally strict Head girl had entered the room. She eyed them carefully, "Why haven't you started rehearsal?"
The girl who played Chelsea stepped forward, butterbeer in hand, "Well, we couldn't really do anything since you and James hadn't arrived yet." Eyes flashing, Lily searched the room for the telltale mop of black hair that indicated James Potter. There was none.
She pursed her lips before ordering, "Well, let's start rehearsal then. Start at the beginning of Act Two." As the cast assembled themselves on the stage, a certain someone wandered into the Hall. Lily smiled wryly, "Well, if it isn't Mr. Disappearing Act himself." James grinned sheepishly and sat in a chair near the stage.
Lily sat beside him, "Well?"
Chelsea spoke up again, "Sorry Lily, it's just that the two of you are in Scene One, and well." she trailed off. Getting to their feet, Lily and James climbed up on stage, and flipped through their scripts to find the scene. After a moment of "oh yeahs" and "uh huhs," they were ready to begin. A bench had been dragged out, and was slanted so that the future audience could see them. The stage wasn't decorated yet, but possibilities were endless.
Lily seated her self on the bench, and the lights came on, James sauntered (A/N: Don't you love that word?) on stage, and took up residence in the space beside her. "Hey," he half-whispered. Lily made a sort of 'hmph' noise and turned her head away. "Come on Serene, I didn't mean it."
She turned only to glare at him, "What do you mean, you didn't mean it? You were kissing that girl."
"But, I-"
"Don't tell me you didn't mean it Tim, don't tell me anything. I don't want to talk to you anymore, you understand? Just.just go away." She quickly turned away, but not before the tears began to fill her green eyes. James quietly exited, and the lights went out, a single spotlight shining on Serene, allowing her to sob for a moment or two before dimming. Lily stood, and the lights flicked back on again. Someone handed her a tissue, and she quickly wiped away the tears, and called for Scene two.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Near midnight.
"Well at least let me do something with your hair!" Ora pleaded with a frustrated Lily.
"No!"
"But Lily, you didn't let me change your robes, and now?" she made a puppy face at her.
Lily sighed, "All right, all right." Giggling like a school girl, Ora tried Lily's long red hair into several different styles. Finally she ended up with her simple, normal, brushed out look. Lily rolled her eyes, "Now, I could have done that in about 2 seconds."
Ora made a face at her, "Besides, I'm going to do your hair for the ball too."
"Ball?"
"Didn't Dumbledore tell you? We're having a special ball for seventh years only, a sort of graduation thing. It's on the 29th, a day before we leave."
"A ball?" Lily mused.
"Close your eyes," Ora ordered, as she brushed some eye shadow over her lids. When Lily fidgeted, Ora finally let her go, "All right, all right, you can go. But details Lily! Details!"
Lily shook her head, details, indeed. (A/N: italics are thoughts, in case you forgot) As she crept down the stairs, she could hear a distant clock striking twelve. She stepped into the common room, the only light was coming from the dying embers in the hearth. A messy haired figure sat in an armchair near the door. She approached the chair slowly, "Potter? That you?" The person stood, assuring her that it was him, despite the dim lighting. He took her hand and both their hearts stopped for that second. He led her to a window, which he opened. "What are you doing Potter? Where are you going?" Climbing onto his broomstick, he motioned for her to climb on behind him, "Are you afraid of heights?" he asked. She shook her head, but stepped back and rummaged through a cupboard. James's face lit up with a smile, "You fly?" when her own broomstick came into view. She nodded, "Why shouldn't I?" He shrugged, beginning to drift out the window, "Most girls I've taken flying are terrified of heights."
Her eyebrow rose, "Well, I can assure you that I am quite stable on a broom." To prove her point, she flew out the narrow window, barely touching him, but he could smell the floral scent from her hair. He breathed deeply, and they floated around the lake.
"Lily?" he asked.
"Yeah?"
"Why don't you like me?"
The question had caught her good. She came to a abrupt stop, hovering in the air. "I don't know," she admitted, "It's not that I don't like you, it's." she couldn't find an answer, in all the time she'd known him, out of the many times she'd been asked that same question, for once she couldn't answer.
He floated closer, facing her now, "Why not? Why can't you like me? I.I .like you." She turned to face him, and for once, the calm, composed Lily Evans panicked. She swerved away and headed for the Forbidden Forest. Following from a distance, he saw her land, slowly gliding down to a tree. Strange. She seemed as if she knew exactly where she was going. He landed beside her broomstick, looking around for any sign of her. He saw a flicker of light come on overhead, a whisper of "Lumos." He approached the tree, and made his way up. When he reached the top, he was surprised to find a somewhat flat clearing in the higher branches, like an alcove of sorts. Lily sat to one side, leaning against a huge branch. The leaves and branches that ran off from the one she leaned against suddenly cascaded around her, creating a curtain, hiding her from sight. Another branch, which looked particularly menacing, twisted and curved to become sword like, jabbing at him, making him back away from the girl on the other side of the curtain. Lily's emerald eyes peeked out, "Fedora, stop it." Immediately, the menacing branch unfurled and returned to normal.
He approached her again, meaning to ask her about the tree, but-
"Lily?"
"What do you want James?"
He sat on the other side of the curtain, "Honestly? You." He took a deep breath, this is it, Potter, don't blow it now. "I like you Lily, I like you a lot. I've liked you since, well, it feels like forever. I just want you to know, that, no matter how you feel about me, I'll always like you. And someday, maybe.if.I could." He choked on the word, love. Why couldn't I tell her? Why did I tell her I liked her? I love her, damn it, I love her! I love everything about her, her dark red hair, and the way she smells. The way her green eyes, no, emerald, her eyes are like green diamonds, and.
On the other side of the curtain, similar thoughts were passing through Lily's head. Lily, say something, say something! There he is, opening his heart to you, and you're just letting him go?! Tell him, tell him! Come on, open your mouth and tell him.tell him what? And just what will you tell him? She opened her mouth to speak, but it was too late. Hearing no response, James Potter slowly backed away, and began to make his way down the tree, but even the sounds of the creatures of the forest and the noise he was making climbing down could not hide his last words to her, "I love you Lily."
Heart beating wildly, she peered over the edge of the tree, looking for that messy mop of hair. He was gone.
Up in the sky, James found it hard to breathe, hard to keep from crying. She hadn't said anything, and it hurt. He felt like he'd been thrown in the trash, his heart ripped in two. And yet, he still loved her. Loved her so that his broken heart could still feel the agony of it. It wasn't just the way she looked, it had dawned on him, like many other guys before him, that she was clearly the most creative, ingenious, and frankly, the most brilliant student in the school. He loved her for it, he'd told her how he felt, and she'd ripped him into shreds.
He landed on the windowsill of the Gryffindor common room, and crept back up to his dorm. Silently slipping into bed, a light came on, and his two friends sat up. (peter was snoring away, that little scumbag)
"So, Prongs, how was your date?" Sirius asked brightly.
Tears threatening to fall, James buried his head in his pillow, puzzling his friends.
"What happened?" Remus asked, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
Pulling his head back up, he choked out, "She didn't say anything. I told her everything, and she didn't say anything, and now."
"Oh."
"What? What?! I don't get it!" Sirius complained.
"James, well he told Lily that he, that he.loved her, and she, well she, didn't say anything," Remus explained. Turnig to James, he said, "You can't just tell her you love her, you have to show it." Looking around, Remus finished, "Well, I think my work here is done." As Sirius and Remus went back to sleep, James lay awake, contemplating. Show her you love her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily arrived back in her dorm to find Ora sitting up in bed, patiently waiting for her,.
"Well?" she asked.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Why? What happened?"
"He-he told he, he told me, told."
"Yes?"
Burying her head in her pillow, her shoulders shaking with the power of her sobs, "He told me he.that he loved me."
"So? What's wrong with that? So he loves you, now what?"
"What do you mean? Everything has changed, Ora, everything."
Ora took a seat beside Lily's shaking figure, "Well, do you love him?"
Lily curled up, hiding her face beneath the covers of her four-poster, "I don't know. Ever since this play started, and we had had to work together, I don't know anything anymore."
"Why not?"
Lily turned to face her friend, "It's just that life was so much easier when we were fighting. Everything was certain, we'd pull pranks on each other, insult one another down the halls, but now? Working with him, I got to know him, you know? He was so nice to me, and he's smart, and funny, and he's really sweet, and.I like him, Ora. I like him a lot. But love? I don't know."
Ora thought for a moment, "Just go to sleep Lily," she decided, "things will be better in the morning."
Lily closed her eyes, her pillow soaked with tears, her dreams filled with black, messy hair and chocolate eyes.
A/N: That's the end of that chapter! It's a bit longer than most of my other chapters, so.enjoy. Please Review!
Thanks to: Cimorene-umm, I am Tta- thanks.
A/N; Well, I'm trying to find enough time to write more this week, but I'm leaving for awhile, till mid-August, so there won't be any then. Oh, and I don't want to be pushy or egotistical or anything, but I want at least 45 reviews before the next chapter, cuz I don't wanna waste my time writing these, as much as I like them if no one likes them. Even if I do get 45, it may not come up immediately, as I'm gonna be away. Thanks.
Night Star
"Lily, wait!" Ora yelled through the hall, nad Lily turned around. Eyebrow arched, she stood tall, waiting for her best friend to catch up.
"So," she panted, "What are you going to wear?"
"Wear where?"
"Tonight silly, you know, the-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, and I would appreciate it if you didn't go shouting it all over the place like that.," Lily hissed.
Ora gave her a sour look, "Whatever. Look, what are you going to wear?" Lily gestured at her school robes that she was wearing, and Ora shrieked, "No, no! You can't go like that! Major fashion no-no. We have to do something with that hair, and those clothes! No, no, I'm thinking maybe green, or-"
"It's just a meeting Ora," Lily stated, "He probably just wants to talk about the play."
Ora rolled her eyes up to the ceiling, and before she could get another word out, Lily started to walk off again, "See you Ora! Got to get to rehearsal!" With a wave, she looked away and turned the corner, disappearing from sight. "Looks like it's time for another meeting with Mr. Black."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily walked into the Great Hall to see her cast lounging around, sipping butterbeer, and flipping through some magazines. Her anger bubbled up, "What are you doing?!" The cast immediately stood, seeing that their normally strict Head girl had entered the room. She eyed them carefully, "Why haven't you started rehearsal?"
The girl who played Chelsea stepped forward, butterbeer in hand, "Well, we couldn't really do anything since you and James hadn't arrived yet." Eyes flashing, Lily searched the room for the telltale mop of black hair that indicated James Potter. There was none.
She pursed her lips before ordering, "Well, let's start rehearsal then. Start at the beginning of Act Two." As the cast assembled themselves on the stage, a certain someone wandered into the Hall. Lily smiled wryly, "Well, if it isn't Mr. Disappearing Act himself." James grinned sheepishly and sat in a chair near the stage.
Lily sat beside him, "Well?"
Chelsea spoke up again, "Sorry Lily, it's just that the two of you are in Scene One, and well." she trailed off. Getting to their feet, Lily and James climbed up on stage, and flipped through their scripts to find the scene. After a moment of "oh yeahs" and "uh huhs," they were ready to begin. A bench had been dragged out, and was slanted so that the future audience could see them. The stage wasn't decorated yet, but possibilities were endless.
Lily seated her self on the bench, and the lights came on, James sauntered (A/N: Don't you love that word?) on stage, and took up residence in the space beside her. "Hey," he half-whispered. Lily made a sort of 'hmph' noise and turned her head away. "Come on Serene, I didn't mean it."
She turned only to glare at him, "What do you mean, you didn't mean it? You were kissing that girl."
"But, I-"
"Don't tell me you didn't mean it Tim, don't tell me anything. I don't want to talk to you anymore, you understand? Just.just go away." She quickly turned away, but not before the tears began to fill her green eyes. James quietly exited, and the lights went out, a single spotlight shining on Serene, allowing her to sob for a moment or two before dimming. Lily stood, and the lights flicked back on again. Someone handed her a tissue, and she quickly wiped away the tears, and called for Scene two.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Near midnight.
"Well at least let me do something with your hair!" Ora pleaded with a frustrated Lily.
"No!"
"But Lily, you didn't let me change your robes, and now?" she made a puppy face at her.
Lily sighed, "All right, all right." Giggling like a school girl, Ora tried Lily's long red hair into several different styles. Finally she ended up with her simple, normal, brushed out look. Lily rolled her eyes, "Now, I could have done that in about 2 seconds."
Ora made a face at her, "Besides, I'm going to do your hair for the ball too."
"Ball?"
"Didn't Dumbledore tell you? We're having a special ball for seventh years only, a sort of graduation thing. It's on the 29th, a day before we leave."
"A ball?" Lily mused.
"Close your eyes," Ora ordered, as she brushed some eye shadow over her lids. When Lily fidgeted, Ora finally let her go, "All right, all right, you can go. But details Lily! Details!"
Lily shook her head, details, indeed. (A/N: italics are thoughts, in case you forgot) As she crept down the stairs, she could hear a distant clock striking twelve. She stepped into the common room, the only light was coming from the dying embers in the hearth. A messy haired figure sat in an armchair near the door. She approached the chair slowly, "Potter? That you?" The person stood, assuring her that it was him, despite the dim lighting. He took her hand and both their hearts stopped for that second. He led her to a window, which he opened. "What are you doing Potter? Where are you going?" Climbing onto his broomstick, he motioned for her to climb on behind him, "Are you afraid of heights?" he asked. She shook her head, but stepped back and rummaged through a cupboard. James's face lit up with a smile, "You fly?" when her own broomstick came into view. She nodded, "Why shouldn't I?" He shrugged, beginning to drift out the window, "Most girls I've taken flying are terrified of heights."
Her eyebrow rose, "Well, I can assure you that I am quite stable on a broom." To prove her point, she flew out the narrow window, barely touching him, but he could smell the floral scent from her hair. He breathed deeply, and they floated around the lake.
"Lily?" he asked.
"Yeah?"
"Why don't you like me?"
The question had caught her good. She came to a abrupt stop, hovering in the air. "I don't know," she admitted, "It's not that I don't like you, it's." she couldn't find an answer, in all the time she'd known him, out of the many times she'd been asked that same question, for once she couldn't answer.
He floated closer, facing her now, "Why not? Why can't you like me? I.I .like you." She turned to face him, and for once, the calm, composed Lily Evans panicked. She swerved away and headed for the Forbidden Forest. Following from a distance, he saw her land, slowly gliding down to a tree. Strange. She seemed as if she knew exactly where she was going. He landed beside her broomstick, looking around for any sign of her. He saw a flicker of light come on overhead, a whisper of "Lumos." He approached the tree, and made his way up. When he reached the top, he was surprised to find a somewhat flat clearing in the higher branches, like an alcove of sorts. Lily sat to one side, leaning against a huge branch. The leaves and branches that ran off from the one she leaned against suddenly cascaded around her, creating a curtain, hiding her from sight. Another branch, which looked particularly menacing, twisted and curved to become sword like, jabbing at him, making him back away from the girl on the other side of the curtain. Lily's emerald eyes peeked out, "Fedora, stop it." Immediately, the menacing branch unfurled and returned to normal.
He approached her again, meaning to ask her about the tree, but-
"Lily?"
"What do you want James?"
He sat on the other side of the curtain, "Honestly? You." He took a deep breath, this is it, Potter, don't blow it now. "I like you Lily, I like you a lot. I've liked you since, well, it feels like forever. I just want you to know, that, no matter how you feel about me, I'll always like you. And someday, maybe.if.I could." He choked on the word, love. Why couldn't I tell her? Why did I tell her I liked her? I love her, damn it, I love her! I love everything about her, her dark red hair, and the way she smells. The way her green eyes, no, emerald, her eyes are like green diamonds, and.
On the other side of the curtain, similar thoughts were passing through Lily's head. Lily, say something, say something! There he is, opening his heart to you, and you're just letting him go?! Tell him, tell him! Come on, open your mouth and tell him.tell him what? And just what will you tell him? She opened her mouth to speak, but it was too late. Hearing no response, James Potter slowly backed away, and began to make his way down the tree, but even the sounds of the creatures of the forest and the noise he was making climbing down could not hide his last words to her, "I love you Lily."
Heart beating wildly, she peered over the edge of the tree, looking for that messy mop of hair. He was gone.
Up in the sky, James found it hard to breathe, hard to keep from crying. She hadn't said anything, and it hurt. He felt like he'd been thrown in the trash, his heart ripped in two. And yet, he still loved her. Loved her so that his broken heart could still feel the agony of it. It wasn't just the way she looked, it had dawned on him, like many other guys before him, that she was clearly the most creative, ingenious, and frankly, the most brilliant student in the school. He loved her for it, he'd told her how he felt, and she'd ripped him into shreds.
He landed on the windowsill of the Gryffindor common room, and crept back up to his dorm. Silently slipping into bed, a light came on, and his two friends sat up. (peter was snoring away, that little scumbag)
"So, Prongs, how was your date?" Sirius asked brightly.
Tears threatening to fall, James buried his head in his pillow, puzzling his friends.
"What happened?" Remus asked, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
Pulling his head back up, he choked out, "She didn't say anything. I told her everything, and she didn't say anything, and now."
"Oh."
"What? What?! I don't get it!" Sirius complained.
"James, well he told Lily that he, that he.loved her, and she, well she, didn't say anything," Remus explained. Turnig to James, he said, "You can't just tell her you love her, you have to show it." Looking around, Remus finished, "Well, I think my work here is done." As Sirius and Remus went back to sleep, James lay awake, contemplating. Show her you love her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily arrived back in her dorm to find Ora sitting up in bed, patiently waiting for her,.
"Well?" she asked.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Why? What happened?"
"He-he told he, he told me, told."
"Yes?"
Burying her head in her pillow, her shoulders shaking with the power of her sobs, "He told me he.that he loved me."
"So? What's wrong with that? So he loves you, now what?"
"What do you mean? Everything has changed, Ora, everything."
Ora took a seat beside Lily's shaking figure, "Well, do you love him?"
Lily curled up, hiding her face beneath the covers of her four-poster, "I don't know. Ever since this play started, and we had had to work together, I don't know anything anymore."
"Why not?"
Lily turned to face her friend, "It's just that life was so much easier when we were fighting. Everything was certain, we'd pull pranks on each other, insult one another down the halls, but now? Working with him, I got to know him, you know? He was so nice to me, and he's smart, and funny, and he's really sweet, and.I like him, Ora. I like him a lot. But love? I don't know."
Ora thought for a moment, "Just go to sleep Lily," she decided, "things will be better in the morning."
Lily closed her eyes, her pillow soaked with tears, her dreams filled with black, messy hair and chocolate eyes.
A/N: That's the end of that chapter! It's a bit longer than most of my other chapters, so.enjoy. Please Review!