A/N: Hallllloooooooooo! I JUST had an egg sandwitch and some french vinilla COFFEEEEEEEEEE!!!! :) it was extreamly good. To those who reviewed, molto grazie (much thanks). Anything like *this* is meant to be italicized (sp?). Please do enjoy this chapter! :-P:-P:-P:-P:-P:-P
Chapter Four: If I Knew What To Call This Chapter I'd Tell You.
Later that night...
"Guess what?" said Lily.
"What?" the rest asked.
"Evan Bones asked me to the ball today!" Lily blushed a bit.
"There was silence from James, Remus, and Aimie. Sirius and Peter falsely congratulated her.
"That's, er, great, Lily," Aimie finally said. Lily was too happy to notice this strange behavior.
"I'm going to bed," James said flatly.
The other boys followed him upstairs. Once in the dorm, they started talking about it.
"You okay, James?" Sirius asked.
"Well, that's a stupid question Sirius," said Remus. James collapsed on the bed.
"I didn't even have time to ask her!" James said.
"Sorry, buddy," said Remus.
"There are plenty of other girls who would kill to go with you, James, forget her." Sirius and Remus glared at Peter.
If looks could kill...
"I'm going to bed," said James. The others left him alone.
"I still can't believe *he* asked *me* to the ball," Lily was saying. She and Aimie were still in the common room. "I've had a crush on him for the longest time and-"
Aimie cut her off, "I'm tired. I'm gonna go to bed."
"I'll be up in a bit," said Lily. She took out a book and started to read it.
Aimie made sure that Lily was absorbed in her book before heading over to the boys' dorms. She knocked on the sixth years dorm door.
"Hey, Aimie," Remus said, inviting her in. "James is 'sleeping'."
"Too bad," said Aimie. She went in and ripped back James' curtains. "Up," she said.
He sat up. "What do you want?" he asked quietly.
Aimie sat down next to him. "James, my friend, I have a couple of friends in the Ravenclaw house. They're both ex's of Evan's. He's a player. From what I've heard, he's got someone else every other week."
"You have to be shittin' me," said Sirius.
"No and I think you've been hanging around me too long," said Aimie.
"What am I going to do?" James groaned.
"She almost defiantly won't listen to you," said Aimie. "She'll think that you're lying."
"How d'you know that?" Peter asked.
"She has a major crush on Bones," said Sirius. "Always had." James sighed.
"We'll just have to keep our eyes on them, I guess," Remus said. "Doesn't seem like there's anything else we can do."
A week before the ball, the fifth, sixth, and seventh years were granted permission to go to Hogsmeade to get their dress robes and such. Or, in the Marauder's case, dress robes and something to spike the punch with.
To the displeasure of everyone except Lily, Evan Bones tagged along with the group. James and Sirius were being very hostile towards him, but he and Lily either didn't notice this or chose to ignore their behavior. They were busy being wrapped up in each other anyway.
"It's making me sick," James whispered to Aimie. The group was in the Three Broomsticks pub and Evan was kissing Lily.
"Lets take a walk," Aimie suggested. She and James excused themselves and headed out to the town square.
They sat down on one of the benches. "Tell me of your troubles, young Potter."
"I can't stand watching them." He sighed. (A/N: He does that a lot doesn't he?)
"I know," said Aimie. "Don't worry, James, it won't last too long."
"That's another thing," said James. "She'll be crushed when he brakes up with her. And if he tries anything with her..." James trailed off, cracking his knuckles.
"You and Si will kill him?"
"Exactly." James sighed...again. "I'm sorry, Aimie. You've been listening to me moan and groan about this since he asked her."
"Don't worry about it, Jamie," she said. "That's what I'm here for."
James smiled. "So, who are *you* going to the ball with?"
Aimie blushed a bit. "Remus."
*Flashback*
On Friday night in the common room, Remus was sitting by himself on an armchair. Aimie entered the common room from the girls' staircase wearing nothing but her PJs (which consisted of a hockey jersey and orange boxers with little monkey faces all over them).
"Hey," Remus said. "Can't sleep?"
"Yep," said Aimie, dropping into an armchair. "Lily's dreaming about lover boy." She rolled her eyes.
"So," Remus said after a little while, "who are you going to the ball with?"
"No one," said Aimie. She shrugged. "You?"
Remus became a crimson color. "I haven't asked her yet."
"And who's this very lucky young lady whom you are referring to?"
"You," said Remus, barley audible.
"Me?" Aimie asked, astonished.
"Do you want to go to the ball with me, Aimie?" Remus bit his bottom lip.
"Sure," she replied. "I'd love to."
*End Flashback*
"How come I didn't see that one coming?" James wondered aloud.
"Because you are always too busy staring at and drooling over a young Gryffindor by the name of Lily Evans." Aimie started to laugh.
"*Very* funny!"
"I thought so," said Aimie. "Shall we?"
"We shall."
They got up to go find the others.
A/N: You like??????????PLEASE SAY YES!!!!!!!!!!! And the only way that you could really let me know is to review (hint hint) lolzers. Next chapter's the ball! It's verrrrry interesting, I think. Molto grazie (much thanks) for reading.
-Kristin-
Chapter Four: If I Knew What To Call This Chapter I'd Tell You.
Later that night...
"Guess what?" said Lily.
"What?" the rest asked.
"Evan Bones asked me to the ball today!" Lily blushed a bit.
"There was silence from James, Remus, and Aimie. Sirius and Peter falsely congratulated her.
"That's, er, great, Lily," Aimie finally said. Lily was too happy to notice this strange behavior.
"I'm going to bed," James said flatly.
The other boys followed him upstairs. Once in the dorm, they started talking about it.
"You okay, James?" Sirius asked.
"Well, that's a stupid question Sirius," said Remus. James collapsed on the bed.
"I didn't even have time to ask her!" James said.
"Sorry, buddy," said Remus.
"There are plenty of other girls who would kill to go with you, James, forget her." Sirius and Remus glared at Peter.
If looks could kill...
"I'm going to bed," said James. The others left him alone.
"I still can't believe *he* asked *me* to the ball," Lily was saying. She and Aimie were still in the common room. "I've had a crush on him for the longest time and-"
Aimie cut her off, "I'm tired. I'm gonna go to bed."
"I'll be up in a bit," said Lily. She took out a book and started to read it.
Aimie made sure that Lily was absorbed in her book before heading over to the boys' dorms. She knocked on the sixth years dorm door.
"Hey, Aimie," Remus said, inviting her in. "James is 'sleeping'."
"Too bad," said Aimie. She went in and ripped back James' curtains. "Up," she said.
He sat up. "What do you want?" he asked quietly.
Aimie sat down next to him. "James, my friend, I have a couple of friends in the Ravenclaw house. They're both ex's of Evan's. He's a player. From what I've heard, he's got someone else every other week."
"You have to be shittin' me," said Sirius.
"No and I think you've been hanging around me too long," said Aimie.
"What am I going to do?" James groaned.
"She almost defiantly won't listen to you," said Aimie. "She'll think that you're lying."
"How d'you know that?" Peter asked.
"She has a major crush on Bones," said Sirius. "Always had." James sighed.
"We'll just have to keep our eyes on them, I guess," Remus said. "Doesn't seem like there's anything else we can do."
A week before the ball, the fifth, sixth, and seventh years were granted permission to go to Hogsmeade to get their dress robes and such. Or, in the Marauder's case, dress robes and something to spike the punch with.
To the displeasure of everyone except Lily, Evan Bones tagged along with the group. James and Sirius were being very hostile towards him, but he and Lily either didn't notice this or chose to ignore their behavior. They were busy being wrapped up in each other anyway.
"It's making me sick," James whispered to Aimie. The group was in the Three Broomsticks pub and Evan was kissing Lily.
"Lets take a walk," Aimie suggested. She and James excused themselves and headed out to the town square.
They sat down on one of the benches. "Tell me of your troubles, young Potter."
"I can't stand watching them." He sighed. (A/N: He does that a lot doesn't he?)
"I know," said Aimie. "Don't worry, James, it won't last too long."
"That's another thing," said James. "She'll be crushed when he brakes up with her. And if he tries anything with her..." James trailed off, cracking his knuckles.
"You and Si will kill him?"
"Exactly." James sighed...again. "I'm sorry, Aimie. You've been listening to me moan and groan about this since he asked her."
"Don't worry about it, Jamie," she said. "That's what I'm here for."
James smiled. "So, who are *you* going to the ball with?"
Aimie blushed a bit. "Remus."
*Flashback*
On Friday night in the common room, Remus was sitting by himself on an armchair. Aimie entered the common room from the girls' staircase wearing nothing but her PJs (which consisted of a hockey jersey and orange boxers with little monkey faces all over them).
"Hey," Remus said. "Can't sleep?"
"Yep," said Aimie, dropping into an armchair. "Lily's dreaming about lover boy." She rolled her eyes.
"So," Remus said after a little while, "who are you going to the ball with?"
"No one," said Aimie. She shrugged. "You?"
Remus became a crimson color. "I haven't asked her yet."
"And who's this very lucky young lady whom you are referring to?"
"You," said Remus, barley audible.
"Me?" Aimie asked, astonished.
"Do you want to go to the ball with me, Aimie?" Remus bit his bottom lip.
"Sure," she replied. "I'd love to."
*End Flashback*
"How come I didn't see that one coming?" James wondered aloud.
"Because you are always too busy staring at and drooling over a young Gryffindor by the name of Lily Evans." Aimie started to laugh.
"*Very* funny!"
"I thought so," said Aimie. "Shall we?"
"We shall."
They got up to go find the others.
A/N: You like??????????PLEASE SAY YES!!!!!!!!!!! And the only way that you could really let me know is to review (hint hint) lolzers. Next chapter's the ball! It's verrrrry interesting, I think. Molto grazie (much thanks) for reading.
-Kristin-