Night Star
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Our friend Ms. Rowling here owns it all.
Thanks to: Guessgirl101 Yunie- good idea.can I use it? Y. Kuang Wacky girl 2002
Here goes.
Night Star
Lily and Ora walked hurriedly through the halls, anxious to discuss what they had learned. On the way to their common room, Lily looked up upon hearing a familiar, "Hey." She stepped comfortably towards James, suddenly needing the protection of his arms.
"What's wrong?" he asked, feeling the slight tremor in her hands. She pulled back with a gasp, as she felt the dangerous little pendant suddenly give off a painful blast of fiery heat. She shook her head and shot a look at Ora, "Professor Dumbledore wants to see you James. I'll see you later."
She turned away to face the Fat Lady, when he grabbed her wrist and kissed her cheek. Again, she felt the burning. He shot her one of his famous cocky grins before running off in the direction of Dumbledore's office. She waited for Ora to repeat, "Across the Stars," to the portrait and then pulled herself into the common room. (A/N: Sorry about the password thing, I'm a HUGE fan of Star Wars.) She followed Ora up to their common room, where Ora sat on her bed and began talking, too fast to follow. She gingerly pressed the now sore spot that the pendant rested on. She undid her robes, and pulled her shirt back to reveal a nasty looking burn on her midriff. Ora peered at the red burnt area, "What happened?" Lily frowned, "It started burning when James touched me."
Ora shrugged, "Weird."
Lily sighed and touched the wound gently, to her surprise, the burn started pulling back into the skin, curling to become normal again.
Ora looked up, "I've got a cream you can put-hey! Where is it?"
"I don't know."
"Well it can't just disappear!"
"Well, I touched it and then it disappeared."
Ora's mouth dropped open, "You're a kala."
"I'm a what?"
"A kala. A healer."
"Oh. Maybe it's just the Star."
Ora thought for a moment, "Take it off and try."
Lily carefully unclasped the chain from which hung the precious stone, and set it beside her. "What do I try on?"
"Hmm. Try the cut on my knee."
Lily bent forward and touched the half healed cut on Ora's knee. Together, they watched the cut shrivel up and flatten until it had healed. Lily stared at her hand, "So I'm a healer?"
"Yup. They're pretty rare nowadays, my grandmother was one." As Ora helped Lily clasp the necklace together again, the door to their dorm creaked open slowly. James's hair entered the room, which was immediately followed by his head, he stepped into the little room, and took a seat on the bed beside Lily. He drummed his fingers on the post before speaking.
"Dumbledore told me about the necklace," he said quietly, "I'm so sorry. H- he said that, that we can't touch each other," it all came out in a rush. He showed her his hand, and they were covered with red burns from where he'd touched her.
Lily's heart clenched suddenly at the sight of the red welts, and she reached for him, "I can help," and received a sharp "No," from both James and Ora.
James took a deep breath, "As long as you wear that we can't have skin contact. It'll kill both me and you." He smiled faintly, and kissed the top of her head, "Dumbledore said to wear these," and he gently dropped a pair of elbow-length gloves beside her before quietly leaving the room.
(A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know it's totally ripped off from X-men, but hey.)
Lily pulled the gloves on, flexing her gloved fingers. She stared sadly at the door that stood between her and James, and brushed away the tears that were gathering in her eyes. She walked shakily to the door, which she opened with trembling fingers. Tears overflowing, she fell into James's open arms, and let him touch her fingers, felt the warmth of his hands through the gloves. Her tears fell lightly, staining his robes with little wet spots. He stroked her gloved fingers gently, his mind on a million things. She looked up, her tear-stained face looking miserable, "What will be do about the play?"
He squeezed her index fingertip, "I don't know."
She looked away for a moment, and he could almost see the gears in her head moving, "We'll have to get someone else to do it."
She took a deep breath, "I could do the first half, and then we'd have to get someone else to do all the l-other scenes." She caught herself before she could say it. Love scenes. The parts they enjoyed the most. It'd be agony to watch him with someone else. She set her jaw, and knew she'd have to do it. After all, it was the success of the play that was hanging in the balance. She tried to smile reassuringly at him, and seemed to put his fears at rest, for now.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The play had been put off until the girl they'd found had found to play the part got used to the play, and learned her lines.
The new girl was quite attractive, Lily thought gloomily, and bore a startlingly strong resemblance to Lily herself. Her name was Sara. She also seemed to find a greater pleasure and interest in flirting with James then with her lines. To her initial surprise, she found this devastatingly disturbing, and could stand the way she smiled constantly and giggled at everything he said. She simply couldn't stand it. What was worse was that James seemed to eat it all up! She realized, of course, that not being able to touch was difficult for someone like James, but it couldn't mean so much that.could it?
She shook her head violently, no, he'd never do that to her. Their love was true, and pure, and nothing, no one could change that. Besides, nothing's going to happen, she told herself, willing herself even then to believe it.
She forced herself to concentrate even as her look-alike shot over-bubbly smiles at her boyfriend. "Take it from the top, everyone!" she shouted brightly, struggling to keep the bitter feeling she felt from creeping into her fake bright speech.
That afternoon, she acted out the part of Serene with a vengeance, feeling every bit and more like her character as she angrily yelled onstage at James/Tim, and playing her heated argument with Tim's new girl with such ferocity, even the girl who acted the part was shocked. Lily let out her frustration and anger on the stage that day, and a little rat-like person watched from a corner, the whole time eyeing the unusual pendant that hung from her neck.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Lily!" Ora exclaimed, coming up from behind her in a sudden rush, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?"
Ora rolled her eyes expressively, "What do you mean, tell me what? Why did you tell me you can touch again?"
Lily gave her a strange look, "Touch? But I can't," motioning to her gloved hands.
It was Ora's turn to look at her friend strangely, "But I saw you with James."
Lily's suspicions were aroused immediately, and her tired mind was suddenly alert, "What do mean, with?"
"Well, you making out like nobody's business in the library. I was going to come over and ask you about it, but I didn't want to disturb you." Ora looked confused, "But if it wasn't you."
Lily looked grim, "My face, Ora, did you see my face?"
Ora shook her head, "Only a little, and your hair, but who else has hair like yours?"
Lily's eyes became dangerously fierce, and for once, Ora was terrified by the look in her best friend's eyes, "Sara."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily strode into the library, her small figure emitting a feeling of power. Of anger. Of something that felt remarkably like hatred.
Ora could practically feel the air around Lily vibrating with her anger, and she watched as her flashing green eyes searched the large room. Then, she was off again, her sharp vision pinpointing a distant corner where two figures could be seen, one with flaming red hair. From a distance, you could see one flaming dark redhead moving toward another, like a lioness coming in for the kill. Lily stopped before the couple only a few feet away from her, looking like hell unleashed. "James Potter!" she screamed, her voice not raising a single decibel, but her voice screaming in intensity, and James was sure the world had heard. "How could you," she cried, the look in her eyes saying ever so much more. Betrayal! They screamed, I trusted you, and you betrayed me. How could you? The question rang over and over in his ears, how could he? Tears threatening to fall, Lily turned, when a spiteful voice came from behind, "You couldn't hold him you know." Sara. "Did you really think that your love would hold him? Look at you, you can't even touch him," Sara sneered, deliberately touching James's hand to provoke her. Lily stepped back, as if she'd been slapped in the face. "Lily," James started, taking a step towards her. "Don't Lily me!" and she touched the forgotten pendant that she still wore, her hand came away to reveal a brilliant glowing orb of light, pulsing a dark green. She raised her hand, as if to hurl the powerful sphere at them. Her hand closed, and she held her head straight, "No." She spun on her heel, and walked away, her voice floating back to haunt them, "You will pay."
Ora shot a disgusted look over her shoulder before running to catch up with her friend. Sara smiled smugly, "Well I guess it's just the two of us now, mmm?" she purred. James sighed, and left the library, leaving Sara to follow after him.
A/N: Sorry it's been so long, but with school and all.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Our friend Ms. Rowling here owns it all.
Thanks to: Guessgirl101 Yunie- good idea.can I use it? Y. Kuang Wacky girl 2002
Here goes.
Night Star
Lily and Ora walked hurriedly through the halls, anxious to discuss what they had learned. On the way to their common room, Lily looked up upon hearing a familiar, "Hey." She stepped comfortably towards James, suddenly needing the protection of his arms.
"What's wrong?" he asked, feeling the slight tremor in her hands. She pulled back with a gasp, as she felt the dangerous little pendant suddenly give off a painful blast of fiery heat. She shook her head and shot a look at Ora, "Professor Dumbledore wants to see you James. I'll see you later."
She turned away to face the Fat Lady, when he grabbed her wrist and kissed her cheek. Again, she felt the burning. He shot her one of his famous cocky grins before running off in the direction of Dumbledore's office. She waited for Ora to repeat, "Across the Stars," to the portrait and then pulled herself into the common room. (A/N: Sorry about the password thing, I'm a HUGE fan of Star Wars.) She followed Ora up to their common room, where Ora sat on her bed and began talking, too fast to follow. She gingerly pressed the now sore spot that the pendant rested on. She undid her robes, and pulled her shirt back to reveal a nasty looking burn on her midriff. Ora peered at the red burnt area, "What happened?" Lily frowned, "It started burning when James touched me."
Ora shrugged, "Weird."
Lily sighed and touched the wound gently, to her surprise, the burn started pulling back into the skin, curling to become normal again.
Ora looked up, "I've got a cream you can put-hey! Where is it?"
"I don't know."
"Well it can't just disappear!"
"Well, I touched it and then it disappeared."
Ora's mouth dropped open, "You're a kala."
"I'm a what?"
"A kala. A healer."
"Oh. Maybe it's just the Star."
Ora thought for a moment, "Take it off and try."
Lily carefully unclasped the chain from which hung the precious stone, and set it beside her. "What do I try on?"
"Hmm. Try the cut on my knee."
Lily bent forward and touched the half healed cut on Ora's knee. Together, they watched the cut shrivel up and flatten until it had healed. Lily stared at her hand, "So I'm a healer?"
"Yup. They're pretty rare nowadays, my grandmother was one." As Ora helped Lily clasp the necklace together again, the door to their dorm creaked open slowly. James's hair entered the room, which was immediately followed by his head, he stepped into the little room, and took a seat on the bed beside Lily. He drummed his fingers on the post before speaking.
"Dumbledore told me about the necklace," he said quietly, "I'm so sorry. H- he said that, that we can't touch each other," it all came out in a rush. He showed her his hand, and they were covered with red burns from where he'd touched her.
Lily's heart clenched suddenly at the sight of the red welts, and she reached for him, "I can help," and received a sharp "No," from both James and Ora.
James took a deep breath, "As long as you wear that we can't have skin contact. It'll kill both me and you." He smiled faintly, and kissed the top of her head, "Dumbledore said to wear these," and he gently dropped a pair of elbow-length gloves beside her before quietly leaving the room.
(A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know it's totally ripped off from X-men, but hey.)
Lily pulled the gloves on, flexing her gloved fingers. She stared sadly at the door that stood between her and James, and brushed away the tears that were gathering in her eyes. She walked shakily to the door, which she opened with trembling fingers. Tears overflowing, she fell into James's open arms, and let him touch her fingers, felt the warmth of his hands through the gloves. Her tears fell lightly, staining his robes with little wet spots. He stroked her gloved fingers gently, his mind on a million things. She looked up, her tear-stained face looking miserable, "What will be do about the play?"
He squeezed her index fingertip, "I don't know."
She looked away for a moment, and he could almost see the gears in her head moving, "We'll have to get someone else to do it."
She took a deep breath, "I could do the first half, and then we'd have to get someone else to do all the l-other scenes." She caught herself before she could say it. Love scenes. The parts they enjoyed the most. It'd be agony to watch him with someone else. She set her jaw, and knew she'd have to do it. After all, it was the success of the play that was hanging in the balance. She tried to smile reassuringly at him, and seemed to put his fears at rest, for now.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The play had been put off until the girl they'd found had found to play the part got used to the play, and learned her lines.
The new girl was quite attractive, Lily thought gloomily, and bore a startlingly strong resemblance to Lily herself. Her name was Sara. She also seemed to find a greater pleasure and interest in flirting with James then with her lines. To her initial surprise, she found this devastatingly disturbing, and could stand the way she smiled constantly and giggled at everything he said. She simply couldn't stand it. What was worse was that James seemed to eat it all up! She realized, of course, that not being able to touch was difficult for someone like James, but it couldn't mean so much that.could it?
She shook her head violently, no, he'd never do that to her. Their love was true, and pure, and nothing, no one could change that. Besides, nothing's going to happen, she told herself, willing herself even then to believe it.
She forced herself to concentrate even as her look-alike shot over-bubbly smiles at her boyfriend. "Take it from the top, everyone!" she shouted brightly, struggling to keep the bitter feeling she felt from creeping into her fake bright speech.
That afternoon, she acted out the part of Serene with a vengeance, feeling every bit and more like her character as she angrily yelled onstage at James/Tim, and playing her heated argument with Tim's new girl with such ferocity, even the girl who acted the part was shocked. Lily let out her frustration and anger on the stage that day, and a little rat-like person watched from a corner, the whole time eyeing the unusual pendant that hung from her neck.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Lily!" Ora exclaimed, coming up from behind her in a sudden rush, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?"
Ora rolled her eyes expressively, "What do you mean, tell me what? Why did you tell me you can touch again?"
Lily gave her a strange look, "Touch? But I can't," motioning to her gloved hands.
It was Ora's turn to look at her friend strangely, "But I saw you with James."
Lily's suspicions were aroused immediately, and her tired mind was suddenly alert, "What do mean, with?"
"Well, you making out like nobody's business in the library. I was going to come over and ask you about it, but I didn't want to disturb you." Ora looked confused, "But if it wasn't you."
Lily looked grim, "My face, Ora, did you see my face?"
Ora shook her head, "Only a little, and your hair, but who else has hair like yours?"
Lily's eyes became dangerously fierce, and for once, Ora was terrified by the look in her best friend's eyes, "Sara."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily strode into the library, her small figure emitting a feeling of power. Of anger. Of something that felt remarkably like hatred.
Ora could practically feel the air around Lily vibrating with her anger, and she watched as her flashing green eyes searched the large room. Then, she was off again, her sharp vision pinpointing a distant corner where two figures could be seen, one with flaming red hair. From a distance, you could see one flaming dark redhead moving toward another, like a lioness coming in for the kill. Lily stopped before the couple only a few feet away from her, looking like hell unleashed. "James Potter!" she screamed, her voice not raising a single decibel, but her voice screaming in intensity, and James was sure the world had heard. "How could you," she cried, the look in her eyes saying ever so much more. Betrayal! They screamed, I trusted you, and you betrayed me. How could you? The question rang over and over in his ears, how could he? Tears threatening to fall, Lily turned, when a spiteful voice came from behind, "You couldn't hold him you know." Sara. "Did you really think that your love would hold him? Look at you, you can't even touch him," Sara sneered, deliberately touching James's hand to provoke her. Lily stepped back, as if she'd been slapped in the face. "Lily," James started, taking a step towards her. "Don't Lily me!" and she touched the forgotten pendant that she still wore, her hand came away to reveal a brilliant glowing orb of light, pulsing a dark green. She raised her hand, as if to hurl the powerful sphere at them. Her hand closed, and she held her head straight, "No." She spun on her heel, and walked away, her voice floating back to haunt them, "You will pay."
Ora shot a disgusted look over her shoulder before running to catch up with her friend. Sara smiled smugly, "Well I guess it's just the two of us now, mmm?" she purred. James sighed, and left the library, leaving Sara to follow after him.
A/N: Sorry it's been so long, but with school and all.