Disclaimer: I deny any argument that I am crazy, I am also a habitual liar ^^. Oh yeah, and Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling.
Chapter 3: Of black eyes and announcements
A scratching at the window is all that took James out of his deep slumber. He yawned widely and gingerly rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he sat up in bed. Apparently he had forgotten how tall he was and smashed his head on the four-poster bed. He cussed loudly, holding his hand on the sore part of his head.
With a groan he swung his feet over the bed, and shuffled over to the window, where a snowy owl was eagerly flapping her wings, trying to get inside. She gives a hoot of thanks as he opens the window, and alights on top of an armchair, letting go of the letter that had been clutched in its talons.
James frowns slightly at the letter, but nevertheless goes to investigate. He picks up the letter slowly, looking around to see if anyone else was awake. Remus shifted slightly in his sleep and mumbled something that remotely sounded like 'Greasy git' but then went on snoring softly. He carefully opens it, taking excruciating care as to not harm the paper inside the tiniest molecule. He takes a sharp intake of breath as he opens the paper up smoothing it on his lap as he read:
My dearest James,
Thank you kindly for the generous meal you stole for me last night. Don't do it again.
Lily.
PS: Amos is more of a man then you'll ever be.
His heart sank as he read the last part of the letter, crumpling it with a slight frown. He jumped off the couch, heading back up to the dormitory with heavy heart. And by a twist of fate Lily happened to be going down the staircase as he was going up it.
James just gave her a hard stare and continued on without a word. Lily bit her lip and caught his arm. James turned sharply, his focus set upon her eyes.
"James... I-" But her sentence was cut short as James suddenly grabbed her in his arms and kissed her deeply.
Lily softened slightly; giving into the kiss. Suddenly, returning back to reality,she pushes him away, her eyes filled with rage. She huffed, and slapped him across the face before flouncing down the staircase. James just grinned after her, bringing a hand to the red mark growing on his cheek where she had slapped him.
Lily smiled as she stepped out of the portrait hole, touching her lips where James' own had been only moments ago.
James polished his broomstick as he waited for his friends to wake up. Remus was the first one with his eyes open, rubbing them in disbelief as he sees James already awake.
"James, what happened, why are you up?" Remus questioned, suspicious. James usually had to be dragged out of bed by the rest of the boys.
"No reason, really. You know what they say: 'The early bird gets the worm.'" Or bookworm... he laughs silently to himself, giving his own version of the old cliche. Remus stares at him queerly a minute before getting up and dressing.
Soon after Remus got up Peter rolled out of bed, bouncing slightly on the floor before waking and scrambling to his feet. He looks at James and Remus, then at the snoring Sirius. "Shall we?" The other two nodded, smiles maliciously.
Remus fetched the pail of water, and the three stood over Sirius' bed, grinning like maniacs. Slowly they tipped the water onto Sirius' shaggy head, who sputtered and woke with a start. He glared at his laughing friends, but got into some dry robes.
"That was cruel..." Sirius muttered angrily to them as they hurried down to breakfast, already late. They arrived just as the platters filled with food. The four scuttled to the Gryffindor table and ate ravenously.
Just as the food was cleared away the Headmaster stood up at the staff table and cleared his throat loudly, demanding the attention of all. Headmaster Arvandicult was a loud and brawny man, with more muscle than brains. He cleared his throat once more, his piercing hazel eyes scouring the room, waiting for all eyes to be on him.
"Ok then. I would like to announce that the Yule Ball is coming up," He paused, interrupted by clapping and cheering students. "But it's going to be a bit different this year." The room hushed, eager to hear what it was that the man had to say. "This year the girls will ask the boys to be their dates..." He smiled wryly out at the amazed crowd.
Whispers immediately filled the air, flying about the Great Hall like a flock of frenzied birds. The girls were grinning pleasantly whilst the boys looked around with wide eyes and horror. James frowned slightly at the table, knowing there was no chance in hell Lily would even think about asking him. Sirius nudged him slightly, predicting his friends thoughts with a smirk.
"There's always next year, chum." He consoles, but a twinkle of mischief glows in his gaze. James just muttered a curse at Sirius, continuing to glare.
A/N: hee hee, poor Jamsey! Eh, next chapter will be up soon if I'd stop being such a lazy git and write it ^^