OK, I know I'm working on Tears of Flame at the moment, but this scene just popped into my head fully formed. Once I've finished Tears of Flame, I'll probably develop it into a proper fic – add some stuff before and after.
I know the whole 'James is an egotistical prat' thing just screams OVERDONE!, but like I said, this scene just sort of happened. Tell me what you think, and what you want to happen before and after etc. Lily and James are head boy and girl, and are planning a Christmas Ball (just to set the scene for you peeps).
Anyhooo, on with the fic….
"So, Lils" he said, "d'you wanna go to the ball with me?" His mouth was tweaked into a sly half smile, anticipating her answer, and his arm was already snaking around her waist.
"No." Lily replied. "Hey, James, what do you think of this colour for the tablecloths?"
James stopped in shock. Had he heard right? No one, ever, had turned him down flat. He blinked a few times to regain his senses, and stammered out "What? Wh…Wh…Why?
"Cos it'll go with the decorations."
"No…the…the ball…" he finally managed to speak (vaguely) coherently.
"Oh. Because I barely know you, I barely like you, and I refuse point blank to be anybody's weekend date'n'dump special." Lily replied calmly. There was no dislike or disdain in her voice, it was just factual and business-like.
"What?" James's eyes widened in shock. He appeared to be offended enough to string together an entire sentence. "I don't treat girls like that!"
Lily raised her eyebrows, clearly saying without words "yeah, right, Potter, who're you trying to fool?"
"I don't! Well, not that bad… you make it sound like fast food!" James protested.
"Well, isn't that how you treat your girlfriends?" she said bluntly. "Pick a flavour, have a taste and throw it away when you're sick of it?"
"Yeah…no…I mean…"
Eyebrows raised even higher, Lily continued. "I can see you mentally studying the takeaway menu in the common room every night. What are you, dial-a-date pizza company's best customer?" She paused, as if to deliberate, "what to chose? What to chose? Ooh yes, today I think I'll have blonde, leggy with extra cheese and hold it on the brains."
Hope you liked it, please r'n'r…
Power to the llama!
Lotsa love from Philip the Haddock
Only kidding! It's me, fire-bird really! Ha! Fooled you!
Told you I was insane. If I didn't, you're just gonna have to read my bio. I should probably warn you that prolonged contact to anything I've written can be seriously detrimental to your sanity. Don't worry, it's much more fun to be crazy!!!!!!! (fire-bird slumps into her chair in a stupor as sugar high wears off)
UGGHH!!! Well, I'll try to write soon. Just need to get my hands on some more chocolate… CHOCOLATE……