*A/N:
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, but unfortunately she ran into a teacher, and that teacher was Proffesor McGonnagall.
"Going somewhere, Miss Evans?" she asked wryly.
"Professor, Malfoy tried to kiss me against my own will."
"And he succeeded?"
"Yes." Lily bowed her head. "Yes, he did."
"You must understand that him kissing you is no excuse to do what you did. Miss Evans, what you have done is not amusing in the least- in fact, I believe you have broken five Hogwarts rules. But since I personally believe that you have been punished enough, I will not take away any points from Gryffindor. But you understand that I have to turn you in to the Head Master?"
Her head still bowed, Lily nodded. "If Professor Dumbledore tells me to apologize, I won't do it." She said determinedly. "I'm not sorry, and I'd honestly rather get expelled than apologize to Malfoy."
Professor McGonnagall nodded. "I don't think he expects you to apologize anyway. Come with me, Miss Evans."
* * *
Since Lily would not undo the spell, she was given a month's worth of detention, but no points were taken away from Gryffindor. And strangely, Lily liked detention. She did not enjoy her detention, but she liked suffering, after how she had treated James. I deserve it, after all, she thought. She in fact got so into it that she began to hum as she polished the trophies in the Trophy Room.
"What are you so happy about?" Argus Filch snapped. "This is detention, not a blooming day at the zoo! You're supposed to be SUFFERING!" His eyes had popped out of his face and were red-rimmed, so Lily stopped humming and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I am suffering, honest." She put on a serious face. "See?"
A few minutes later, she burst into laughter.
"WHAT, MAY I ASK, IS SO FUNNY?" Filch yelled.
"Nothing. I'm sorry, Mr. Filch."
He shook his head. "You should be. You broke the law and are supposed to be feeling remorse for your crime. But if you aren't feeling guilty enough, I could always give you a harder punishment."
Lily tightly closed her mouth, trying hard to control the waves of giggles she felt.
Lily studied all day long, speaking to nobody, except occasionally Sirius and Remus, who tried to make her laugh. Finals were coming up, and Lily had stopped eating to study. She spent hours at the library, reading book by book by book, under the sharp watch of Madame Pince.
One day, she heard someone's footsteps behind her in the library. Half- hoping it was James, Lily turned around. But it wasn't James (he still wasn't speaking to her). It was Madam Pince.
"You must have read half of the library by now, dear." She said sadly.
Lily blushed. "I've always loved books," she began, "but until recently I haven't had the time to indulge myself."
Madam Pince sat next to Lily, her sharp look softening. "I remember the first time that you and Potter were here." She smiled. "You two were joined at the hip, practically linked together."
Lily's face became pale again.
"I could tell, then, that you two would be in love. It was a subtle message, but it was there. You have to have sharp eyes to see it."
Madam Pince paused, looking at Lily pointedly. She sighed "Don't you see what I'm getting at here?"
"Not really. Sorry." Lily added.
"I'm trying to tell you something important here. You have to go with your instinct, with what you can see and hear and feel. When something seems wrong, but there's a glimmer of something in the air that might suggest otherwise, you have to go at it. That's all I'm going to say." Madam Pince winked, and went away.
Lily stopped going to the library.
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, but unfortunately she ran into a teacher, and that teacher was Proffesor McGonnagall.
"Going somewhere, Miss Evans?" she asked wryly.
"Professor, Malfoy tried to kiss me against my own will."
"And he succeeded?"
"Yes." Lily bowed her head. "Yes, he did."
"You must understand that him kissing you is no excuse to do what you did. Miss Evans, what you have done is not amusing in the least- in fact, I believe you have broken five Hogwarts rules. But since I personally believe that you have been punished enough, I will not take away any points from Gryffindor. But you understand that I have to turn you in to the Head Master?"
Her head still bowed, Lily nodded. "If Professor Dumbledore tells me to apologize, I won't do it." She said determinedly. "I'm not sorry, and I'd honestly rather get expelled than apologize to Malfoy."
Professor McGonnagall nodded. "I don't think he expects you to apologize anyway. Come with me, Miss Evans."
* * *
Since Lily would not undo the spell, she was given a month's worth of detention, but no points were taken away from Gryffindor. And strangely, Lily liked detention. She did not enjoy her detention, but she liked suffering, after how she had treated James. I deserve it, after all, she thought. She in fact got so into it that she began to hum as she polished the trophies in the Trophy Room.
"What are you so happy about?" Argus Filch snapped. "This is detention, not a blooming day at the zoo! You're supposed to be SUFFERING!" His eyes had popped out of his face and were red-rimmed, so Lily stopped humming and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I am suffering, honest." She put on a serious face. "See?"
A few minutes later, she burst into laughter.
"WHAT, MAY I ASK, IS SO FUNNY?" Filch yelled.
"Nothing. I'm sorry, Mr. Filch."
He shook his head. "You should be. You broke the law and are supposed to be feeling remorse for your crime. But if you aren't feeling guilty enough, I could always give you a harder punishment."
Lily tightly closed her mouth, trying hard to control the waves of giggles she felt.
Lily studied all day long, speaking to nobody, except occasionally Sirius and Remus, who tried to make her laugh. Finals were coming up, and Lily had stopped eating to study. She spent hours at the library, reading book by book by book, under the sharp watch of Madame Pince.
One day, she heard someone's footsteps behind her in the library. Half- hoping it was James, Lily turned around. But it wasn't James (he still wasn't speaking to her). It was Madam Pince.
"You must have read half of the library by now, dear." She said sadly.
Lily blushed. "I've always loved books," she began, "but until recently I haven't had the time to indulge myself."
Madam Pince sat next to Lily, her sharp look softening. "I remember the first time that you and Potter were here." She smiled. "You two were joined at the hip, practically linked together."
Lily's face became pale again.
"I could tell, then, that you two would be in love. It was a subtle message, but it was there. You have to have sharp eyes to see it."
Madam Pince paused, looking at Lily pointedly. She sighed "Don't you see what I'm getting at here?"
"Not really. Sorry." Lily added.
"I'm trying to tell you something important here. You have to go with your instinct, with what you can see and hear and feel. When something seems wrong, but there's a glimmer of something in the air that might suggest otherwise, you have to go at it. That's all I'm going to say." Madam Pince winked, and went away.
Lily stopped going to the library.