"You have detention, Potter," Lily spat when she saw me.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"De-ten-tion," she said breaking it down as though I was a nitwit. "Surely, you've had it before?"
"Actually, only for fighting worthy opponents and kicking their sorry asses," I said coldly. I wasn't even going to ask what the detention was for. I didn't want to know, I didn't want to act like I wanted to know. I didn't want to care.
"Yeah, well, although you can 'kick someone's sorry ass' I'm pretty sure anyone could take you down with the proper strategy," Lily said curtly.
"Why are you following me?" I asked as I turned a corner, and she tuned with me.
"To make sure you're in Hell." You know, I have officially decided I have one of the biggest mouths in world history.
"Why don't you just leave me alone and I'll pretend I'm in Hell," I said as I turned another corner. I had places to be and I seriously needed to figure out if I could get this scar off my chest. Especially because it feels like a wild fire is running through me. I stumbled slightly as I became dizzy. I shook my head to clear it. Lily was watching me, and then I recalled my search to figure out what she was. Screw that. "Go away."
"What's wrong with you?"
"You are."
"No, I'm not."
"You're right. You're not what's wrong with me. Can you go now?" His dark robes pressed against his chest unnaturally since they are supposed to billow out. I noticed that one part was a different color then the others.
"No," I finally responded. "Take off your shirt."
"Lily, I am not in the mood for you to mock me." I became frightened. She was becoming aware of the wound.
"I'm not mocking you, I'm dead serious," she said quickly
. "Go kiss Malfoy," I said backing away. She advanced and I realized I had gotten myself cornered. Great. Just great.
"It's either you take off your shirt or I'll take it off for you." She had ignored my Malfoy comment. I decided to reiterate.
"Go kiss Malfoy."
"I don't kiss gay guys," she said, unbuttoning my robes for me with ease.
"Get.off."
"Potter, hold your pride for a minute. You're hurt."
"I'm well aware of that. Just leave it alone, I can take care of it."
"Just because you're a guy doesn't mean you can handle everything." My robes fell to the floor leaving me in last night's black shirt, tattered and torn and jeans which were dirty. "What's with Potter not wearing designer clothes?" she asked.
"Evans, I'm giving you till the count of three to get your hands off of me." She gave the collar of my shirt a tug, ripping it off. She saw the cut and to my surprise didn't cower or run away.
"You need to go to the nurse's wing."
"No, I really don't. I've been there enough times this year. I can handle this. It's nothing but a little scratch."
"Scratches aren't that deep, especially little scratches."
"I don't care, I can deal with this." She slapped me. "What was that for?"
"Acting like such a guy."
"Lily, just leave me alone. I'm fine. Really."
"James, where did you go last night?"
"No where."
"You're lying."
"And your point?"
"What's going on here?" Remus's voice caught my attention. I groaned in dismay.
"The two that hate each other are awfully close," Sirius smirked.
"I'm guessing this will turn out to be one of those love-hate relationships." I cut them off.
"There will be no relationship. There will be nothing between Ms. Evans and I because we despise the fact that the other breathes. Now, Evans, if you will please move out of my way, I'll be out of yours." She sighed and locked her eyes with mine. Her emerald eyes were attractive, but worse then that they were intriguing. More so then I would expect from anyone.
Sirius and Remus faded away from my mind as I watched her eyes. They and they alone held my gaze and entranced me, pulling me towards them mentally and physically. I took a hand and put it under her chin, lifting her head gently towards mine. My actions surprised me, but this is what I wanted. I kissed her lips softly, and as unexpected as my actions were-nothing prepared me for her reaction. She deepened the kiss and slid her tongue into my mouth. The moment her eyes closed I realized that she was my enemy. "Lily, I'm sorry. I don't know what..well, I.got to go," I sputtered, gently moved her to the side, grabbed my robes, and left.
"Wait," she called after me. Her voice seemed helpless.
"What was that about?" Remus and Sirius asked together. I left the corridor thankful that it was only my friends who had been in the hallway.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"De-ten-tion," she said breaking it down as though I was a nitwit. "Surely, you've had it before?"
"Actually, only for fighting worthy opponents and kicking their sorry asses," I said coldly. I wasn't even going to ask what the detention was for. I didn't want to know, I didn't want to act like I wanted to know. I didn't want to care.
"Yeah, well, although you can 'kick someone's sorry ass' I'm pretty sure anyone could take you down with the proper strategy," Lily said curtly.
"Why are you following me?" I asked as I turned a corner, and she tuned with me.
"To make sure you're in Hell." You know, I have officially decided I have one of the biggest mouths in world history.
"Why don't you just leave me alone and I'll pretend I'm in Hell," I said as I turned another corner. I had places to be and I seriously needed to figure out if I could get this scar off my chest. Especially because it feels like a wild fire is running through me. I stumbled slightly as I became dizzy. I shook my head to clear it. Lily was watching me, and then I recalled my search to figure out what she was. Screw that. "Go away."
"What's wrong with you?"
"You are."
"No, I'm not."
"You're right. You're not what's wrong with me. Can you go now?" His dark robes pressed against his chest unnaturally since they are supposed to billow out. I noticed that one part was a different color then the others.
"No," I finally responded. "Take off your shirt."
"Lily, I am not in the mood for you to mock me." I became frightened. She was becoming aware of the wound.
"I'm not mocking you, I'm dead serious," she said quickly
. "Go kiss Malfoy," I said backing away. She advanced and I realized I had gotten myself cornered. Great. Just great.
"It's either you take off your shirt or I'll take it off for you." She had ignored my Malfoy comment. I decided to reiterate.
"Go kiss Malfoy."
"I don't kiss gay guys," she said, unbuttoning my robes for me with ease.
"Get.off."
"Potter, hold your pride for a minute. You're hurt."
"I'm well aware of that. Just leave it alone, I can take care of it."
"Just because you're a guy doesn't mean you can handle everything." My robes fell to the floor leaving me in last night's black shirt, tattered and torn and jeans which were dirty. "What's with Potter not wearing designer clothes?" she asked.
"Evans, I'm giving you till the count of three to get your hands off of me." She gave the collar of my shirt a tug, ripping it off. She saw the cut and to my surprise didn't cower or run away.
"You need to go to the nurse's wing."
"No, I really don't. I've been there enough times this year. I can handle this. It's nothing but a little scratch."
"Scratches aren't that deep, especially little scratches."
"I don't care, I can deal with this." She slapped me. "What was that for?"
"Acting like such a guy."
"Lily, just leave me alone. I'm fine. Really."
"James, where did you go last night?"
"No where."
"You're lying."
"And your point?"
"What's going on here?" Remus's voice caught my attention. I groaned in dismay.
"The two that hate each other are awfully close," Sirius smirked.
"I'm guessing this will turn out to be one of those love-hate relationships." I cut them off.
"There will be no relationship. There will be nothing between Ms. Evans and I because we despise the fact that the other breathes. Now, Evans, if you will please move out of my way, I'll be out of yours." She sighed and locked her eyes with mine. Her emerald eyes were attractive, but worse then that they were intriguing. More so then I would expect from anyone.
Sirius and Remus faded away from my mind as I watched her eyes. They and they alone held my gaze and entranced me, pulling me towards them mentally and physically. I took a hand and put it under her chin, lifting her head gently towards mine. My actions surprised me, but this is what I wanted. I kissed her lips softly, and as unexpected as my actions were-nothing prepared me for her reaction. She deepened the kiss and slid her tongue into my mouth. The moment her eyes closed I realized that she was my enemy. "Lily, I'm sorry. I don't know what..well, I.got to go," I sputtered, gently moved her to the side, grabbed my robes, and left.
"Wait," she called after me. Her voice seemed helpless.
"What was that about?" Remus and Sirius asked together. I left the corridor thankful that it was only my friends who had been in the hallway.