(A/N, Long awaited, here's chapter fifteen, how come I got so few reviews?
I'm feeling unloved here ... waaaaaaaahhh. Never mind, I'm a bit chocolate-
high at the moment, but anyway, please, if you're reading this story, leave
a review; it gets me in the mood to write. It's not that I'm saying
something like, "Six reviews or no more story." But I would really
appreciate it if you took the time to review.
I got a really bad stroke of luck, someone took the diskette I wrote this story on, fortunately I also saved it on my computer, I shudder to think what would have happened if I hadn't. Btw, it would be quite embarrassing to have someone find out that I've written an R/NC-17 rated story when they know me as a quiet girl that reads far too many books. Enough, I'm rambling. Again... See you at the second A/N!)
-xxx-ies Polgara
Chapter 15, Valentine
'Well, here we are. Now what?'
'Only one thing to it I guess, let's go. At least this is better than our pyjamas were.'
'Why doesn't that comfort me much?' Lily muttered as they opened the doors and slipped inside.
The Great Hall was deserted, fortunately so they were able to sneak to the secret passage without being seen, or so they thought...
'Mr. Potter, Miss Evans? Could I talk to you for a second?'
"Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no!" Lily thought; when she turned around she found herself face to face with the Headmaster. "Can this get any more embarrassing?"
'I wanted to ask you to make preparations for a Valentine Ball, 5th years and up. Would you come to my office tomorrow when you've planned it all? The password is Ice Mice. You already seem to have found a theme,' he said, and they could swear they saw him holding back laughter, 'so all that remains for you to plan are the decorations and the band. Good day to you two.'
The couple watched him walk away, and were just about to turn to the secret passage when Dumbledore turned around and called, 'Before I forget, you two are to open the ball, alright?'
They nodded
'Splendid.'
After he'd turned around they quickly fled into the passage, which led to the 4th floor. Right next to it hung a tapestry and behind it another secret passage way was concealed.
'Am I glad you know the Marauders Map by heart. Dumbledore was bad enough, can you imagine Sirius?' Lily said, as they stepped out of a solid seeming wall, which was really a door just pretending to be one, right next to The Fat Lady.
'Would be very embarrassing, to say the very least. Nitwit.'
As the portrait swung open they could hear The Fat Lady muttering, 'I should complain I should, everyone calling me nitwit all day long. I'll call you nitwit all day long, see how you like it. I may be a painting but I've got feelings too, you know.'
When they stepped inside they found the common room deserted, which surprised them until they remembered it was a Hogsmeade weekend, and the first and second years were outside having a snow fight.
'Let's change, I'll meet you down here to plan the Ball, okay?'
'Fine with me.'
With great relief Lily pulled off the medieval dress and changed into ordinary school robes; it was a very nice dress but they corset was beginning to get difficult to breathe in as well as getting increasingly uncomfortable as she spent the last ten minutes sneaking through secret passages which it really wasn't made for, she neatly folded the gown and stowed it into the bottom of her trunk. When she came down James wasn't there yet, so she sat down on a large couch in front of the fire and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
After ten minutes she walked to the 7th years boys dorms and knocked, 'James, what's keeping you?'
'I'll be right down, don't come in!' He called, sounding a bit harassed
'Okaaay.' She said slowly, frowning. It was like she hadn't seen him nude before, so what was wrong? She shrugged, and sat on her couch again.
Finally, five minutes later, James came strolling down, looking stressed. 'Sorry I took so long, Pad foot was upstairs. Don't ask.'
'I don't have to.' She said wryly.
'Lil, was your dorm empty?'
'It is, do you want to talk there?'
'Yes, Sirius is coming down in about 5 minutes and the first and second years can come in any second so your dorm'll probably be better.
When James came up to the 7th years girls dorms he stopped, looking around. Contrary to popular belief he'd never been there before, 'How come you've got a couch?'
Lily looked a bit embarrassed, 'Vi found a deserted room and nicked it, it's been here since our third year.'
'It's more comfortable than sitting on a bed at least. So, what do we do for the ball? Please not too much pink, alright?'
They stayed cooped up in Lily's dorm for two hours, deciding on lavender, pale pink -Lily had convinced James that it was a necessary evil- and midnight- and baby blue colours. They would ask Hagrid for Fairies and Professor Sprout for saplings of the trees which Tolkien came across, somehow without getting obliviated by the wizard owning the trees, and which inspired him to write about Laurelin and Telperion in his book, "The Silmarillion".
(A/N, For those who haven't read it, Telperion is a tree with dark green leaves which underside glimmered silver and which blossoms radiated a soft silver light, and Laurelin has fresh green leaves with a golden edge, her blossoms shone with a bright golden light.)
They had selected "Midnight Blue" as band, and, this being a Valentine Ball, going stag wasn't an option; a partner was a must.
'That's it I think, let's write the announcement down.'
Valentine Ball,
Theme; Medieval Centuries
Entrance; 6.45 p.m.
Conclusion; 1 a.m.
No entrance without a partner.
Dinner will be served at 7 p.m.
Midnight Blue will begin playing at 8.30 p.m.
Under that in a smaller handwriting;
Decorations outside; Fairies, saplings from Laurelin & Telperion.
Decorations inside; Vanishing Snowflakes and Dancing ribbons both in colours stated below and Fairies.
Colours; Lavender, pale-pink, white and midnight- and baby blue.
'Now that we're finished, shall we go to dinner? It's 6 p.m. so we'll be a bit early but I've got nothing better to do, do you?' James asked.
'Actually, I do.'
'Oh?'
She sat on his lap and kissed him, teasingly. 'Much better than dinner, don't you think?'
James groaned as she squirmed around on his lap to be able to kiss him better; she came across some rather er ... sensitive parts, 'Much ... better.'
(A/N, Hello Ladies and Gents, welcome to the second A/N of this story, I hope you enjoyed your time here enough to leave a review. I just felt like doing that. Yes, I know I've got a warped sense of humour, but what can I say? That's me!
Does anyone know how to make my text italic or bold? And I'd like to know how to centre text too, for that matter. I don't suppose anyone would like to beta this story? I know I'm making a lot of grammar mistakes and sometimes things no doubt sound awkward, so I could really use a beta. As you may have guessed, English is not my first language so if you'd like to beta my story, mail me at polgarasmagic@hotmail.com.)
Bye! -xxx-ies Polgara
I got a really bad stroke of luck, someone took the diskette I wrote this story on, fortunately I also saved it on my computer, I shudder to think what would have happened if I hadn't. Btw, it would be quite embarrassing to have someone find out that I've written an R/NC-17 rated story when they know me as a quiet girl that reads far too many books. Enough, I'm rambling. Again... See you at the second A/N!)
-xxx-ies Polgara
Chapter 15, Valentine
'Well, here we are. Now what?'
'Only one thing to it I guess, let's go. At least this is better than our pyjamas were.'
'Why doesn't that comfort me much?' Lily muttered as they opened the doors and slipped inside.
The Great Hall was deserted, fortunately so they were able to sneak to the secret passage without being seen, or so they thought...
'Mr. Potter, Miss Evans? Could I talk to you for a second?'
"Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no!" Lily thought; when she turned around she found herself face to face with the Headmaster. "Can this get any more embarrassing?"
'I wanted to ask you to make preparations for a Valentine Ball, 5th years and up. Would you come to my office tomorrow when you've planned it all? The password is Ice Mice. You already seem to have found a theme,' he said, and they could swear they saw him holding back laughter, 'so all that remains for you to plan are the decorations and the band. Good day to you two.'
The couple watched him walk away, and were just about to turn to the secret passage when Dumbledore turned around and called, 'Before I forget, you two are to open the ball, alright?'
They nodded
'Splendid.'
After he'd turned around they quickly fled into the passage, which led to the 4th floor. Right next to it hung a tapestry and behind it another secret passage way was concealed.
'Am I glad you know the Marauders Map by heart. Dumbledore was bad enough, can you imagine Sirius?' Lily said, as they stepped out of a solid seeming wall, which was really a door just pretending to be one, right next to The Fat Lady.
'Would be very embarrassing, to say the very least. Nitwit.'
As the portrait swung open they could hear The Fat Lady muttering, 'I should complain I should, everyone calling me nitwit all day long. I'll call you nitwit all day long, see how you like it. I may be a painting but I've got feelings too, you know.'
When they stepped inside they found the common room deserted, which surprised them until they remembered it was a Hogsmeade weekend, and the first and second years were outside having a snow fight.
'Let's change, I'll meet you down here to plan the Ball, okay?'
'Fine with me.'
With great relief Lily pulled off the medieval dress and changed into ordinary school robes; it was a very nice dress but they corset was beginning to get difficult to breathe in as well as getting increasingly uncomfortable as she spent the last ten minutes sneaking through secret passages which it really wasn't made for, she neatly folded the gown and stowed it into the bottom of her trunk. When she came down James wasn't there yet, so she sat down on a large couch in front of the fire and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
After ten minutes she walked to the 7th years boys dorms and knocked, 'James, what's keeping you?'
'I'll be right down, don't come in!' He called, sounding a bit harassed
'Okaaay.' She said slowly, frowning. It was like she hadn't seen him nude before, so what was wrong? She shrugged, and sat on her couch again.
Finally, five minutes later, James came strolling down, looking stressed. 'Sorry I took so long, Pad foot was upstairs. Don't ask.'
'I don't have to.' She said wryly.
'Lil, was your dorm empty?'
'It is, do you want to talk there?'
'Yes, Sirius is coming down in about 5 minutes and the first and second years can come in any second so your dorm'll probably be better.
When James came up to the 7th years girls dorms he stopped, looking around. Contrary to popular belief he'd never been there before, 'How come you've got a couch?'
Lily looked a bit embarrassed, 'Vi found a deserted room and nicked it, it's been here since our third year.'
'It's more comfortable than sitting on a bed at least. So, what do we do for the ball? Please not too much pink, alright?'
They stayed cooped up in Lily's dorm for two hours, deciding on lavender, pale pink -Lily had convinced James that it was a necessary evil- and midnight- and baby blue colours. They would ask Hagrid for Fairies and Professor Sprout for saplings of the trees which Tolkien came across, somehow without getting obliviated by the wizard owning the trees, and which inspired him to write about Laurelin and Telperion in his book, "The Silmarillion".
(A/N, For those who haven't read it, Telperion is a tree with dark green leaves which underside glimmered silver and which blossoms radiated a soft silver light, and Laurelin has fresh green leaves with a golden edge, her blossoms shone with a bright golden light.)
They had selected "Midnight Blue" as band, and, this being a Valentine Ball, going stag wasn't an option; a partner was a must.
'That's it I think, let's write the announcement down.'
Valentine Ball,
Theme; Medieval Centuries
Entrance; 6.45 p.m.
Conclusion; 1 a.m.
No entrance without a partner.
Dinner will be served at 7 p.m.
Midnight Blue will begin playing at 8.30 p.m.
Under that in a smaller handwriting;
Decorations outside; Fairies, saplings from Laurelin & Telperion.
Decorations inside; Vanishing Snowflakes and Dancing ribbons both in colours stated below and Fairies.
Colours; Lavender, pale-pink, white and midnight- and baby blue.
'Now that we're finished, shall we go to dinner? It's 6 p.m. so we'll be a bit early but I've got nothing better to do, do you?' James asked.
'Actually, I do.'
'Oh?'
She sat on his lap and kissed him, teasingly. 'Much better than dinner, don't you think?'
James groaned as she squirmed around on his lap to be able to kiss him better; she came across some rather er ... sensitive parts, 'Much ... better.'
(A/N, Hello Ladies and Gents, welcome to the second A/N of this story, I hope you enjoyed your time here enough to leave a review. I just felt like doing that. Yes, I know I've got a warped sense of humour, but what can I say? That's me!
Does anyone know how to make my text italic or bold? And I'd like to know how to centre text too, for that matter. I don't suppose anyone would like to beta this story? I know I'm making a lot of grammar mistakes and sometimes things no doubt sound awkward, so I could really use a beta. As you may have guessed, English is not my first language so if you'd like to beta my story, mail me at polgarasmagic@hotmail.com.)
Bye! -xxx-ies Polgara