Night Star
Thanks to: tta- I don't know yet, but ya, she loves him alright. Tess-I am squirt- ditto twistie- oh NO. not cheesy at all. Devon- I've been away for a few weeks, couldn't update. Y. Kuang- I'm updating, I'm updating. grumble, grumble ( Tokyo's Angel- Thanks.
I wanna thank everyone for reviewing, and I'm sorry it's been so long.
Disclaimer: I own squat.
Night Star
Lily awoke the next morning, tears dried, to feel as if she was reliving the previous morning over again. She opened her eyes to find not only Ora bouncing on her bed, but bunches of lilies adorning every corner and every free surface of the room. Rubbing her eyes and blinking, Lily stared, amazed at the lily covered room, sighing as she breathed in the scent of her favourite flower. Ora bounced around to land beside her, and handed yet another letter to her. (A/N: real original, right? () She opened it, to find a familiar scrawl on the parchment:
Lily,
I'm sorry about last night. I hope we can still be friends, and be able to work together for the play's sake. But off that point, I need you to know, straight out. I love you Lily, I know I do. I love everything about you. And, well, I can only hope that one day, maybe you'd love me too. Even if you don't Lily, I just want you to know that I'll always love you, and nothing anyone does is going to change that.
Love, James Potter
Ora sighed dreamily, and sank against Lily's pillow, "It's so sweet, Lily. You know, if you get married."
Lily turned to glare at her, "And how did we end up talking about marriage all of a sudden?"
Ora shrugged innocently. Lily pulled herself off the bed, and dragged herself into the shower. Love. He said he loves me. And what do you feel? Be honest to yourself Lily, you love him. You love his eyes, and his hair, and the way he talks to you. You love the way he looks at you, his smile. But it's more than just that, he's funny, and sweet, and he makes you feel special, like the two of us were the only people in the world, I wonder what it would be like to.Stop it. Just stop it. This isn't happening! You can't love him, anyone but him! You can't love your arch rival, you favorite enemy. It's called restraint Lily, just control your emotions, and life will be the same. Question was, did she want it to be the same?
She shook her head, water pouring down on her. Well, you have to tell him something, you know. Yeah right, tell him what? Tell him the truth, you idiot! No! You don't even know what the truth is? Do you? Besides, everything would change. Arrgh! Stop! I have to do something! Just do it. Just tell him, and everything will be all right. She stepped out of the shower, filed with conviction. Quickly drying her hair, and pulling on her clothes and school robes, she preened for a minute in front of her mirror then headed out of the dorm, Ora at her heels.
"Well?" Ora inquired, "What are you going to do?"
Lily turned to grin at her, "I'm going to tell him. See you after rehearsal."
Lily walked into the Great Hall for breakfast; she could see the stage on the far side of the Hall. Pouring herself a goblet full of pumpkin juice and grabbing a bit of toast she began to ponder how she was going to tell him. At rehearsal, she decided, she'd tell him then. Almost finished her breakfast, her heart gave a leap in her chest when she saw James sit right across from her. Head down, she tried to finish her juice before-
"Lily."
The low whisper had come from the person sitting in from to f her, she was sure of it.
"Lily."
There it was again. She looked up, and was shocked to see a very different James than what she remembered. His eyes were rimmed with red, and there were slight circles under them. His skin had gone slack, and was paler than she'd ever seen it. Her own eyes widened, "James," she whispered. His hollow eyes stared at her, twisting her heart, as she looked into the dull brown irises that were the envy of the school. Her hand reached for his, shocked at the cold feeling of his hand.
"Lily," he whispered again, as if that one word was all he could say, all that mattered. She slowly led him out of his chair, and he held her hand tightly, as if afraid that if he loosened his grip, she'd disappear. She lead him back to the common room, and seated him on an armchair, the same one he'd sat one the night before. She wrapped her arms around him, wishing she could ease whatever pain he felt. James buried his face in her hair, taking her scent. "Lily," he murmured, "Lily."
She smiled at him, "What's wrong James?"
His world crashed around him again, as he remembered, "I love you."
Her smile didn't wobble a bit, "I love you too."
The look that came onto his face could have put the stars to shame, she thought, but then she thought of nothing, as his lips finally closed in on hers.
Behind a few shelves of books, however.
"He look's terrible!" Ora whispered loudly, "What did you do to him?"
Sirius grinned slyly, "Just a little thing I picked up in class, it makes a person look like how he's feeling."
Ora looked at him skeptically, "From class?"
He gave a little laugh, "No actually, I got it off Lily."
"I thought so. Either way, I'm surprised he isn't dead. He's certainly been dragging himself around like he was." Ora looked around the shelf, to watch the little soapie they'd created. "Wait! Where are they? They're gone!" As she turned back to Sirius to ask him why he hadn't seen them leaving, after all, he was facing them, she found herself unable to speak.
"They're just gone to rehearsal," he whispered, and before she could respond, he covered her mouth with his.
At rehearsal.
For once, rehearsal mistakes went unnoticed, as did everything else. People were tripping over props, missing whole paragraphs of their lines, and skipping verses here and there in the songs. Of course, if Lily or James had noticed, which they didn't, they would have seen that everyone was constantly gawking at the new pair, shocked to see the school's favorite rivals holding hands and exchanging shy glances. When they approached the side door to enter the stage, you could hear giggles from the cast as he ushered her in with a bow. For once, their hate scenes were played out with a great reluctance, and one could almost forget all those mornings of sleep interrupted by the laughing and screaming of the new couple. Rehearsal ended that day with the play's final kiss, which seemed to last a lot longer than it normally did. Ladies and Gents, that was no peck on the cheek. Opening her eyes to see everyone staring at her, like she was the school's latest soap opera, which she was, Lily blushed, and hurriedly dismissed everyone, calling, "Dress Rehearsal tomorrow! Bring your costumes and make-up!"
Sighing heavily as she surveyed her stage, she realized that the performance was approaching all to quickly. Feeling around for her wand, she sighed again, "We'd better start working on the scenery, the props, and our own costumes."
"Erg," was all the answer she got.
Shrugging it off, she raised her wand, and began transfiguring this to that and that piece of wood into a nice tree, and.
'Hold on, just wait a minute," James interrupted. "Since we all know I'm the Transfiguration King, I think I'd better do that bit," as he surveyed the.brightly patterned mixed up objects she'd created.
She grinned sheepishly at her little creations, and stepped back. The two began something of an assembly line, he'd create the stuff, and she'd charm it, to give it a certain.magical touch.
Hours later, as the moon began to rise above the lake, Lily stepped back to admire their work, and it, could be called nothing short of a masterpiece. Still gazing at her stage, she shivered when she heard James whisper in her ear, "I think we'd better go." Grinning, he offered her his arm, "Milady?"
She smiled back, and took it, "Milord." As he waltzed her out of the Hall, a frightened little squeak came from a corner of the dark room.
"Master will be happy, Master will be glad, Master will be." was all that could be heard from the little creature that scuttled away into the night.
A/N: Well, once again, that's done. It's a bit short, but there should be a new one up soon! See y'all next chapter!
Thanks to: tta- I don't know yet, but ya, she loves him alright. Tess-I am squirt- ditto twistie- oh NO. not cheesy at all. Devon- I've been away for a few weeks, couldn't update. Y. Kuang- I'm updating, I'm updating. grumble, grumble ( Tokyo's Angel- Thanks.
I wanna thank everyone for reviewing, and I'm sorry it's been so long.
Disclaimer: I own squat.
Night Star
Lily awoke the next morning, tears dried, to feel as if she was reliving the previous morning over again. She opened her eyes to find not only Ora bouncing on her bed, but bunches of lilies adorning every corner and every free surface of the room. Rubbing her eyes and blinking, Lily stared, amazed at the lily covered room, sighing as she breathed in the scent of her favourite flower. Ora bounced around to land beside her, and handed yet another letter to her. (A/N: real original, right? () She opened it, to find a familiar scrawl on the parchment:
Lily,
I'm sorry about last night. I hope we can still be friends, and be able to work together for the play's sake. But off that point, I need you to know, straight out. I love you Lily, I know I do. I love everything about you. And, well, I can only hope that one day, maybe you'd love me too. Even if you don't Lily, I just want you to know that I'll always love you, and nothing anyone does is going to change that.
Love, James Potter
Ora sighed dreamily, and sank against Lily's pillow, "It's so sweet, Lily. You know, if you get married."
Lily turned to glare at her, "And how did we end up talking about marriage all of a sudden?"
Ora shrugged innocently. Lily pulled herself off the bed, and dragged herself into the shower. Love. He said he loves me. And what do you feel? Be honest to yourself Lily, you love him. You love his eyes, and his hair, and the way he talks to you. You love the way he looks at you, his smile. But it's more than just that, he's funny, and sweet, and he makes you feel special, like the two of us were the only people in the world, I wonder what it would be like to.Stop it. Just stop it. This isn't happening! You can't love him, anyone but him! You can't love your arch rival, you favorite enemy. It's called restraint Lily, just control your emotions, and life will be the same. Question was, did she want it to be the same?
She shook her head, water pouring down on her. Well, you have to tell him something, you know. Yeah right, tell him what? Tell him the truth, you idiot! No! You don't even know what the truth is? Do you? Besides, everything would change. Arrgh! Stop! I have to do something! Just do it. Just tell him, and everything will be all right. She stepped out of the shower, filed with conviction. Quickly drying her hair, and pulling on her clothes and school robes, she preened for a minute in front of her mirror then headed out of the dorm, Ora at her heels.
"Well?" Ora inquired, "What are you going to do?"
Lily turned to grin at her, "I'm going to tell him. See you after rehearsal."
Lily walked into the Great Hall for breakfast; she could see the stage on the far side of the Hall. Pouring herself a goblet full of pumpkin juice and grabbing a bit of toast she began to ponder how she was going to tell him. At rehearsal, she decided, she'd tell him then. Almost finished her breakfast, her heart gave a leap in her chest when she saw James sit right across from her. Head down, she tried to finish her juice before-
"Lily."
The low whisper had come from the person sitting in from to f her, she was sure of it.
"Lily."
There it was again. She looked up, and was shocked to see a very different James than what she remembered. His eyes were rimmed with red, and there were slight circles under them. His skin had gone slack, and was paler than she'd ever seen it. Her own eyes widened, "James," she whispered. His hollow eyes stared at her, twisting her heart, as she looked into the dull brown irises that were the envy of the school. Her hand reached for his, shocked at the cold feeling of his hand.
"Lily," he whispered again, as if that one word was all he could say, all that mattered. She slowly led him out of his chair, and he held her hand tightly, as if afraid that if he loosened his grip, she'd disappear. She lead him back to the common room, and seated him on an armchair, the same one he'd sat one the night before. She wrapped her arms around him, wishing she could ease whatever pain he felt. James buried his face in her hair, taking her scent. "Lily," he murmured, "Lily."
She smiled at him, "What's wrong James?"
His world crashed around him again, as he remembered, "I love you."
Her smile didn't wobble a bit, "I love you too."
The look that came onto his face could have put the stars to shame, she thought, but then she thought of nothing, as his lips finally closed in on hers.
Behind a few shelves of books, however.
"He look's terrible!" Ora whispered loudly, "What did you do to him?"
Sirius grinned slyly, "Just a little thing I picked up in class, it makes a person look like how he's feeling."
Ora looked at him skeptically, "From class?"
He gave a little laugh, "No actually, I got it off Lily."
"I thought so. Either way, I'm surprised he isn't dead. He's certainly been dragging himself around like he was." Ora looked around the shelf, to watch the little soapie they'd created. "Wait! Where are they? They're gone!" As she turned back to Sirius to ask him why he hadn't seen them leaving, after all, he was facing them, she found herself unable to speak.
"They're just gone to rehearsal," he whispered, and before she could respond, he covered her mouth with his.
At rehearsal.
For once, rehearsal mistakes went unnoticed, as did everything else. People were tripping over props, missing whole paragraphs of their lines, and skipping verses here and there in the songs. Of course, if Lily or James had noticed, which they didn't, they would have seen that everyone was constantly gawking at the new pair, shocked to see the school's favorite rivals holding hands and exchanging shy glances. When they approached the side door to enter the stage, you could hear giggles from the cast as he ushered her in with a bow. For once, their hate scenes were played out with a great reluctance, and one could almost forget all those mornings of sleep interrupted by the laughing and screaming of the new couple. Rehearsal ended that day with the play's final kiss, which seemed to last a lot longer than it normally did. Ladies and Gents, that was no peck on the cheek. Opening her eyes to see everyone staring at her, like she was the school's latest soap opera, which she was, Lily blushed, and hurriedly dismissed everyone, calling, "Dress Rehearsal tomorrow! Bring your costumes and make-up!"
Sighing heavily as she surveyed her stage, she realized that the performance was approaching all to quickly. Feeling around for her wand, she sighed again, "We'd better start working on the scenery, the props, and our own costumes."
"Erg," was all the answer she got.
Shrugging it off, she raised her wand, and began transfiguring this to that and that piece of wood into a nice tree, and.
'Hold on, just wait a minute," James interrupted. "Since we all know I'm the Transfiguration King, I think I'd better do that bit," as he surveyed the.brightly patterned mixed up objects she'd created.
She grinned sheepishly at her little creations, and stepped back. The two began something of an assembly line, he'd create the stuff, and she'd charm it, to give it a certain.magical touch.
Hours later, as the moon began to rise above the lake, Lily stepped back to admire their work, and it, could be called nothing short of a masterpiece. Still gazing at her stage, she shivered when she heard James whisper in her ear, "I think we'd better go." Grinning, he offered her his arm, "Milady?"
She smiled back, and took it, "Milord." As he waltzed her out of the Hall, a frightened little squeak came from a corner of the dark room.
"Master will be happy, Master will be glad, Master will be." was all that could be heard from the little creature that scuttled away into the night.
A/N: Well, once again, that's done. It's a bit short, but there should be a new one up soon! See y'all next chapter!