Night Star
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Ms. Rowling owns all the HP characters, exception of Ora, Aramis, and Sara (I'll sell Sara though)
Thanks to: A fan Ruby Demonstar Maurader Btownbabe Muse
Night Star
She was happy. Really she was. She tried to convince herself of this, but no words Aramis could offer would do that for her. She was grateful for his company, and that was the truth. Without James, there'd been no guys in her life, no one to hug, to be loving with. Maybe James had felt the same way, she reflected, maybe he'd needed someone to touch, someone he could hold without having to worry about whether it would kill him or not. Perhaps she could understand why he'd hurt her. No, why he'd felt he needed Sara's company. She understood. Hell, she accepted it. But there was no turning back.
A chill came over her as Aramis wrapped his arm around her. She smiled distantly as he murmured incomprehensible things in her ear. Sitting stiffly, she remembered the sweet nothings James had whispered to her, the words that echoed as old memories. She'd always treasure those happy times with him, but she'd moved on now, and life had opened a new door for her to step through. Or had it?
The play was to be performed that night and she had become adjusted if not content with her part in it. It was her play after all, her own creation, her masterpiece, nothing could take that from her. Well, it was half James's. Still.
Wrestling her way out of Aramis's grip, she smiled apologetically, "I should probably check on the play's things, you know, the props and costumes, that sort of thing."
Aramis nodded, bored by the play he had nothing to do with. "I'll escort you there," he suggested.
Lily shook her head, "No, that's quite all right. I'll be okay on my own." Flashing a smile, she left, keeping Aramis from making any objections.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily reached the storage room where the props and costumes were held. She fingered her costumes, and gazed longingly at the beautiful dress she'd created for the ball scene. She sighed, she wouldn't be the one to wear it now. "Sara," she had to admit aloud, "did look rather lovely in the dress."
"Hardly as beautiful as you," a voice came from behind the rack of the guys' costumes, and James stepped out, eyes shining.
Lily forced a weak smile, "Hey."
James grinned in a way that used to make her knees go weak. Still did, as a matter of fact. "Hey," he replied, "Come to check on the costumes?"
Lily nodded, and fingered the pendent that had changed so much, and their eyes met. Lily broke away first, and her gaxe fell upon the replica of the Star they'd created for the play. The stone that changed everything for them. James stepped forward and offered his arm to her grandly, "Shall we?"
Smiling, Lily took his arm and he led her out to the Hall, where the stage had been set for the first scene. Lily smiled appreciatively at the beautiful scenery, and turned her head to speak, "It's beautiful."
"Like you," James added shyly.
She smiled warmly at him, "We did it."
His heart warmed to hear her say that. We. Surprised, he stumbled back a little as she threw herself on him a gigantic hug, he noticed she still took great care that she didn't touch him. Smirking, he asked, "What happened to not talking to me?"
Lily laughed, "Oh, I suppose we could be friends. I'd miss you too much if we weren't."
James smiled, "So would I." But how he wished they were still something more. Lily glanced at her watch, and frowned, "It's already 5:30, we should start getting ready."
He nodded, and took her hand, feeling the soft fabric of her gloves. Re- entering the storage room, they found a dozen cast members trying to find their costumes. Lily waved to James and entered the female changing room, where a line of mirrors covered on side of the wall. There, girls were busily applying their make-up and fixing their costumes.
Immediately, a frantic looking girl came up to her, "Lily, I need help, my make-up's a mess!" and indeed it was. Lily took the compact from the girl's hands, and sat her down in a chair. Picking up the foundation, Lily quickly made the girl's face up, adding a final touch of a light rose blush. Smiling, the girl left to rehearse a final time, and Lily spent the next few hours helping girls into dresses and getting their hair and make up done.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The play was scheduled to begin at 8, and Lily still wasn't dressed or ready. She had half an hour left, and she was ready to snap at anyone. Pinning her robes up, she quickly applied her stage make-up and found herself at a complete loss with her hair. James entered the now-empty room cautiously, and took the ribbon she'd messily tied in her hair gently. He carefully braided her hair and tied the end with the green ribbon. Smiling, Lily teased, "Where'd you learn to do hair?"
James groaned, "3 younger sisters."
She smirked evilly, "Great, aren't they." Standing up, she tightened the bow at the end of her braid, and left the dressing room on James's arm, the nervousness beginning to creep in.
Lily stepped onto the stage, and peered out through a hole in the curtain. About half the school had already been seated, and she could feel the butterflies in her stomach fluttering around. She felt a tap on her shoulder, and turned around to see James smiling at her, "It's time to get ready." He handed her a glass of water, which she accepted. Taking a sip, she called out, "Places!" Immediately, everyone rushed to find their marked places. Behind them, a replica of one of the many stone walls of the school had been magically created. Lily and James would change the background as the scenes changed, and Lily stepped off into the left wing. Taking a sip of water, she motioned at the cast on the other side, and took out her wand. Whispering a quick spell, she pointed her wand at the curtains and they began to slowly slide open.
At Lily's motioned command, the extras began walking across the stage, acting as if it was any other day. The audience was given a brief moment to admire the scenery before Lily set her water down and opened her mouth, "RILER!"
The extras stopped in their tracks for a moment before shuddering in unison and they all turned to look at the smirking Tim Riler, played by James. This was Lily's cue. She strode on stage angrily, "What did you do to my room?!" she screamed, in a voice not all too different from her own in their 'good, old days." Laughter rippled over the crowd as they too remembered Lily and James's own feuds. James smirked, "Nothing, Carrot."
Letting out a quiet scream of frustration, she stalked off, but before leaving the stage, she stepped forward, and the extras and James suddenly froze. Winking at the audience, Lily drew her wand and time started up again. With a few deft flicks of her wand, Lily magically turned James's hair blonde, his eyes blue, his skin pale. He was a spitting image of Lucius Malfoy. The audience laughed hysterically as she continued to quickly transform his robes into a frilly pink dress, and raised his voice.
Letting Tim sputter in a high-pitched little girl's voice, Serene laughed, but as she turned away, the audience saw an exaggerated point of Tim's wand, and the last you saw of Serene was her long bright green braid. The curtains closed, and Lily and James quickly changed their hair, voice and clothes back to normal. The cast had magicked a long table not unlike the ones that usually sat in the Hall, and food had been set upon it. Another smaller table was placed the end of this one, and the actors and actresses acting as the professors seated themselves, as did several of the extras along with Lily and James.
This time James opened the curtains, and the scene revealed a loud dinner atmosphere, the only voices you could hear were of Serene and Tim's best friends.
"So Chelsea m'dear, would you be interested a stroll along the lake with me later this evening?" Tim's best friend, John asked.
Chelsea giggled, "Why of course, m'lord."
Seating themselves beside their best friends, they continued to glance at each other. Chelsea glanced at her best friend, "What's up Serene, you look upset."
Savagely gesturing at the person in front of her, Chelsea laughed loudly, and snickered, "Well who do we have here?" she intoned dramatically, "Could it be? Is it REALLY the great and powerful Tim Riler?"
Waving mockingly at his little fan club in the background, she grabbed at his hands and gazed into his eyes in an exaggerated version of the adoring way his fan club did. On a bowed knee, Chelsea fluttered her eyelashes flirtatiously, and when Tim shot her a grin, she swooned to the floor, her sides quaking with laughter. Earning herself a glare from the girls who did just that, and a mocking laugh from Serene, she stood to seat herself when she was suddenly and violently swept into John's lap.
Watching Chelsea giggle insanely in John's lap, she stormed off stage, to Tim's call of, "Jealous my dear Serene? If you are, we could." and he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Serene snorted, "You are hardly my first choice Riler, if I should choose to lose virginity, I have no doubt that it wouldn't be with you." With that as her finishing line, she finished gracefully storming off the stage.
The light dimmed to rest on Tim/James, and he took on a thoughtful look, then a sudden cryptic smirk. The light was flicked off, and the curtain closed.
A/N: It's a bit longer than usual, and I know the actual play's scenes are kind of messy, but hey, it's the story line I'm concentrating on. R/R! (
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Ms. Rowling owns all the HP characters, exception of Ora, Aramis, and Sara (I'll sell Sara though)
Thanks to: A fan Ruby Demonstar Maurader Btownbabe Muse
Night Star
She was happy. Really she was. She tried to convince herself of this, but no words Aramis could offer would do that for her. She was grateful for his company, and that was the truth. Without James, there'd been no guys in her life, no one to hug, to be loving with. Maybe James had felt the same way, she reflected, maybe he'd needed someone to touch, someone he could hold without having to worry about whether it would kill him or not. Perhaps she could understand why he'd hurt her. No, why he'd felt he needed Sara's company. She understood. Hell, she accepted it. But there was no turning back.
A chill came over her as Aramis wrapped his arm around her. She smiled distantly as he murmured incomprehensible things in her ear. Sitting stiffly, she remembered the sweet nothings James had whispered to her, the words that echoed as old memories. She'd always treasure those happy times with him, but she'd moved on now, and life had opened a new door for her to step through. Or had it?
The play was to be performed that night and she had become adjusted if not content with her part in it. It was her play after all, her own creation, her masterpiece, nothing could take that from her. Well, it was half James's. Still.
Wrestling her way out of Aramis's grip, she smiled apologetically, "I should probably check on the play's things, you know, the props and costumes, that sort of thing."
Aramis nodded, bored by the play he had nothing to do with. "I'll escort you there," he suggested.
Lily shook her head, "No, that's quite all right. I'll be okay on my own." Flashing a smile, she left, keeping Aramis from making any objections.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lily reached the storage room where the props and costumes were held. She fingered her costumes, and gazed longingly at the beautiful dress she'd created for the ball scene. She sighed, she wouldn't be the one to wear it now. "Sara," she had to admit aloud, "did look rather lovely in the dress."
"Hardly as beautiful as you," a voice came from behind the rack of the guys' costumes, and James stepped out, eyes shining.
Lily forced a weak smile, "Hey."
James grinned in a way that used to make her knees go weak. Still did, as a matter of fact. "Hey," he replied, "Come to check on the costumes?"
Lily nodded, and fingered the pendent that had changed so much, and their eyes met. Lily broke away first, and her gaxe fell upon the replica of the Star they'd created for the play. The stone that changed everything for them. James stepped forward and offered his arm to her grandly, "Shall we?"
Smiling, Lily took his arm and he led her out to the Hall, where the stage had been set for the first scene. Lily smiled appreciatively at the beautiful scenery, and turned her head to speak, "It's beautiful."
"Like you," James added shyly.
She smiled warmly at him, "We did it."
His heart warmed to hear her say that. We. Surprised, he stumbled back a little as she threw herself on him a gigantic hug, he noticed she still took great care that she didn't touch him. Smirking, he asked, "What happened to not talking to me?"
Lily laughed, "Oh, I suppose we could be friends. I'd miss you too much if we weren't."
James smiled, "So would I." But how he wished they were still something more. Lily glanced at her watch, and frowned, "It's already 5:30, we should start getting ready."
He nodded, and took her hand, feeling the soft fabric of her gloves. Re- entering the storage room, they found a dozen cast members trying to find their costumes. Lily waved to James and entered the female changing room, where a line of mirrors covered on side of the wall. There, girls were busily applying their make-up and fixing their costumes.
Immediately, a frantic looking girl came up to her, "Lily, I need help, my make-up's a mess!" and indeed it was. Lily took the compact from the girl's hands, and sat her down in a chair. Picking up the foundation, Lily quickly made the girl's face up, adding a final touch of a light rose blush. Smiling, the girl left to rehearse a final time, and Lily spent the next few hours helping girls into dresses and getting their hair and make up done.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The play was scheduled to begin at 8, and Lily still wasn't dressed or ready. She had half an hour left, and she was ready to snap at anyone. Pinning her robes up, she quickly applied her stage make-up and found herself at a complete loss with her hair. James entered the now-empty room cautiously, and took the ribbon she'd messily tied in her hair gently. He carefully braided her hair and tied the end with the green ribbon. Smiling, Lily teased, "Where'd you learn to do hair?"
James groaned, "3 younger sisters."
She smirked evilly, "Great, aren't they." Standing up, she tightened the bow at the end of her braid, and left the dressing room on James's arm, the nervousness beginning to creep in.
Lily stepped onto the stage, and peered out through a hole in the curtain. About half the school had already been seated, and she could feel the butterflies in her stomach fluttering around. She felt a tap on her shoulder, and turned around to see James smiling at her, "It's time to get ready." He handed her a glass of water, which she accepted. Taking a sip, she called out, "Places!" Immediately, everyone rushed to find their marked places. Behind them, a replica of one of the many stone walls of the school had been magically created. Lily and James would change the background as the scenes changed, and Lily stepped off into the left wing. Taking a sip of water, she motioned at the cast on the other side, and took out her wand. Whispering a quick spell, she pointed her wand at the curtains and they began to slowly slide open.
At Lily's motioned command, the extras began walking across the stage, acting as if it was any other day. The audience was given a brief moment to admire the scenery before Lily set her water down and opened her mouth, "RILER!"
The extras stopped in their tracks for a moment before shuddering in unison and they all turned to look at the smirking Tim Riler, played by James. This was Lily's cue. She strode on stage angrily, "What did you do to my room?!" she screamed, in a voice not all too different from her own in their 'good, old days." Laughter rippled over the crowd as they too remembered Lily and James's own feuds. James smirked, "Nothing, Carrot."
Letting out a quiet scream of frustration, she stalked off, but before leaving the stage, she stepped forward, and the extras and James suddenly froze. Winking at the audience, Lily drew her wand and time started up again. With a few deft flicks of her wand, Lily magically turned James's hair blonde, his eyes blue, his skin pale. He was a spitting image of Lucius Malfoy. The audience laughed hysterically as she continued to quickly transform his robes into a frilly pink dress, and raised his voice.
Letting Tim sputter in a high-pitched little girl's voice, Serene laughed, but as she turned away, the audience saw an exaggerated point of Tim's wand, and the last you saw of Serene was her long bright green braid. The curtains closed, and Lily and James quickly changed their hair, voice and clothes back to normal. The cast had magicked a long table not unlike the ones that usually sat in the Hall, and food had been set upon it. Another smaller table was placed the end of this one, and the actors and actresses acting as the professors seated themselves, as did several of the extras along with Lily and James.
This time James opened the curtains, and the scene revealed a loud dinner atmosphere, the only voices you could hear were of Serene and Tim's best friends.
"So Chelsea m'dear, would you be interested a stroll along the lake with me later this evening?" Tim's best friend, John asked.
Chelsea giggled, "Why of course, m'lord."
Seating themselves beside their best friends, they continued to glance at each other. Chelsea glanced at her best friend, "What's up Serene, you look upset."
Savagely gesturing at the person in front of her, Chelsea laughed loudly, and snickered, "Well who do we have here?" she intoned dramatically, "Could it be? Is it REALLY the great and powerful Tim Riler?"
Waving mockingly at his little fan club in the background, she grabbed at his hands and gazed into his eyes in an exaggerated version of the adoring way his fan club did. On a bowed knee, Chelsea fluttered her eyelashes flirtatiously, and when Tim shot her a grin, she swooned to the floor, her sides quaking with laughter. Earning herself a glare from the girls who did just that, and a mocking laugh from Serene, she stood to seat herself when she was suddenly and violently swept into John's lap.
Watching Chelsea giggle insanely in John's lap, she stormed off stage, to Tim's call of, "Jealous my dear Serene? If you are, we could." and he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Serene snorted, "You are hardly my first choice Riler, if I should choose to lose virginity, I have no doubt that it wouldn't be with you." With that as her finishing line, she finished gracefully storming off the stage.
The light dimmed to rest on Tim/James, and he took on a thoughtful look, then a sudden cryptic smirk. The light was flicked off, and the curtain closed.
A/N: It's a bit longer than usual, and I know the actual play's scenes are kind of messy, but hey, it's the story line I'm concentrating on. R/R! (