Chapter five (already???)
James and Sirius were snorting into their butter bear while watching Snape and his fiancée, Severa, snog like hell. It was too hard not to laugh. Remus and Sharon were looking horrified at the sight of the Snape and Snape- to-be over next to the bar. Lily was backstage, probably doing her hair (I wasn't there, so I don't know!!!)
The group that was singing finished. Everyone fell silent as Lily walked on stage.
" You can't stop me
Thinking you don't love me,
You can't stop me,
Thinking you're using me…"
Lily looked like a dream. Smoke swirled around her feet, and her white robe billowed out in the wind. Her hair was in a braid (UK: plait) that fell over her right shoulder to her waist. A lily sat in the fastener. James couldn't stand it. She was too beautiful. He ran up to the stage, leaped on, and grabbed Lily. And kissed her.
Lily closed her eyes. She slowly lifted her left leg. James thought for a spilt second that she was going to wind her legs around his. Every one saw the leg rising out of the smoke, and slamming back into it. They couldn't see it, but right on James' foot.
He jumped back in pain. Lily threw the magical microphone into the audience, which made a certain fiancée scream in pain. Lily tore out of the building, her unfastened hair streaming after her. James picked up the lily that lay half crumpled on the floor, and limped after her.
"Lily wait!" cried James. Even though he was limping her was still faster than her. For he was on a broom. He grabbed her arm, forcing her to slow down. She span around, her eyes with flames of anger in them, and SMACK!!!! She slapped him on the cheek. I knocked him of the broom. Then she ran.
James picked himself up, careful not to crush the lily, and got on the broom. He was about to kick off, when someone gripped his arm. Sirius.
"Leave it," he said, " unless you want to get killed!"
So the physically and mentally hurt James sat down on the backdoor steps, and help the lily to his heart. He wanted the REAL Lily to be there, loving him, and he broke down. He let go of the lily and wept.
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Lily wouldn't talk to him. She wouldn't ever acknowledge his presence in a room. He couldn't be invisible, because the others could see him, and she stomped out of the room soon after he entered it. At first, Lily had screamed and shouted. Now she didn't even notice him. To him, this was worse.
, He had shut himself up in his/Sirius'/Remus' bedroom, and was staring at the lily. He had put a preserving spell on it. He had stared at the lily for three hours. Sirius and Remus, knowing he wanted some time alone, had gone to Frank Longbottom's house to sleep. James sighed, and got up. He would get a glass of milk, and try to sleep. He got up and walked to the fridge and opened it. No milk. He sighed, and closed the fridge. He had to walk up those damn stairs to get to damn Lily's house to get a damn drink of milk.
And he damn did that.
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James and Sirius were snorting into their butter bear while watching Snape and his fiancée, Severa, snog like hell. It was too hard not to laugh. Remus and Sharon were looking horrified at the sight of the Snape and Snape- to-be over next to the bar. Lily was backstage, probably doing her hair (I wasn't there, so I don't know!!!)
The group that was singing finished. Everyone fell silent as Lily walked on stage.
" You can't stop me
Thinking you don't love me,
You can't stop me,
Thinking you're using me…"
Lily looked like a dream. Smoke swirled around her feet, and her white robe billowed out in the wind. Her hair was in a braid (UK: plait) that fell over her right shoulder to her waist. A lily sat in the fastener. James couldn't stand it. She was too beautiful. He ran up to the stage, leaped on, and grabbed Lily. And kissed her.
Lily closed her eyes. She slowly lifted her left leg. James thought for a spilt second that she was going to wind her legs around his. Every one saw the leg rising out of the smoke, and slamming back into it. They couldn't see it, but right on James' foot.
He jumped back in pain. Lily threw the magical microphone into the audience, which made a certain fiancée scream in pain. Lily tore out of the building, her unfastened hair streaming after her. James picked up the lily that lay half crumpled on the floor, and limped after her.
"Lily wait!" cried James. Even though he was limping her was still faster than her. For he was on a broom. He grabbed her arm, forcing her to slow down. She span around, her eyes with flames of anger in them, and SMACK!!!! She slapped him on the cheek. I knocked him of the broom. Then she ran.
James picked himself up, careful not to crush the lily, and got on the broom. He was about to kick off, when someone gripped his arm. Sirius.
"Leave it," he said, " unless you want to get killed!"
So the physically and mentally hurt James sat down on the backdoor steps, and help the lily to his heart. He wanted the REAL Lily to be there, loving him, and he broke down. He let go of the lily and wept.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Lily wouldn't talk to him. She wouldn't ever acknowledge his presence in a room. He couldn't be invisible, because the others could see him, and she stomped out of the room soon after he entered it. At first, Lily had screamed and shouted. Now she didn't even notice him. To him, this was worse.
, He had shut himself up in his/Sirius'/Remus' bedroom, and was staring at the lily. He had put a preserving spell on it. He had stared at the lily for three hours. Sirius and Remus, knowing he wanted some time alone, had gone to Frank Longbottom's house to sleep. James sighed, and got up. He would get a glass of milk, and try to sleep. He got up and walked to the fridge and opened it. No milk. He sighed, and closed the fridge. He had to walk up those damn stairs to get to damn Lily's house to get a damn drink of milk.
And he damn did that.
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