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Everblue: I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll take your suggestion for the new format starting now. It's weird how fanfiction.net has no indentation.... I indent, but it doesn't show up. Sorry! Also, I've never watched the movie "Junior."
(Nameless): Don't worry. Lily will be fine and so will the baby. I made up how Lily got pregnant because I didn't think Lily and James should do anything *ahem* since they are just friends for now. Also, they live in a world with magic, so a potion seemed appropriate. Since *ahem* is needed for pregnancy, why not put it in a potion? James is like that, well, because he is loosely modeled after my friend. He's meant to put Lily on an emotional roller coaster. There's a reason for him to do this. Just can't tell you.
Yunie: They'll get together somewhere along the way. Perhaps somewhere along the pregnancy, but I can't say. What comes will come. I read your profile. I like anime too!
CrestfallenLight: I have a HUGE hatred for Peter. Let's just say, I'll put him in later when there's a Hogwarts reunion and friendships rekindle, but someone has already gotten in the way of Peter's loyalty...MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Can't give it all away.
*ahem* Look at my updated profile for what anime I like. Which do you like?
Thank you everyone else for your reviews! Mr. Livestock is probably thinking, "No!! You got her going on about anime again!"
Anyway, my chapters are getting longer! Yay! I'm going to shoot for 3,000 words in this one.
Does anyone know a good website for quotes? I'm running out of good ones a smart, yet stupid and immature twelve year old can understand. ^_^
More Than Just Harry
Chapter 6: The Divine Love Chicken Noodle Soup
"To err is human; to forgive, divine."
-Alexander Pope, "An Essay on Criticism"
"The ineffable joy of forgiving and being forgiven forms an ecstasy that might well arouse the envy of the gods."
-Elbert Hubbard, The Note Book, 1927
"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
-William Blake, Jerusalem, 1820
Loud crashes of thunder were heard as James ran home, Lily pressed tightly to his body. The rain fell down in violent, strong drops getting mixed into the hail that had started to fall. Their house that looked so modern, bright, techie, and unique compared to the sameness of the other houses. It stood out.
"Only a couple of meters left," muttered James. He ran as fast as he could in the conditions he were given. His normal fast pace had been slowed due to the hail. It was very hard for him to not slip. On the final stretch to the door, James slipped on the rocky shapes of hail. Lily fell from his arms, and he kept balance. Watching everything happen in slow motion, James dived onto the wet ground of the pavement where his skin met the hard ice spheres, bruising his skin under his wet shirt. The little sunlight that had been an efficient enough light source to not need a lamp was now gone. Not even white clouds could be seen. It was very dark, so James couldn't see if what he dived for was in vain or not. His scraped and bleeding palms stung as his body was shoved closer to the ground confirming that his plan had worked. Lily, instead of falling on the hard pavement and hurting herself and the baby, fell on James. His ripped pants and his bleeding knee begged for attention.
James groped around for his wire rimmed glasses. He shoved them on quickly and got up. In a few steps more, he was home. Instead of knocking on the door for someone to answer, James didn't think as he kicked the door open. The white and different shades of silver color of the tiling on the mosaic floor of the entrance room blurred as the equivalent of five buckets of water dripped from James and Lily. The ear deafening racket caught the attention of Bella, Remus, and Sirius who barged in.
"You got my floor all wet! Where's Li-" Bella stopped. She had just noticed the pale form of her best friend. Without words, but with motions, since she was speechless, she ordered Sirius to carry Lily into her room. Sirius complied.
"What happened?" Bella croaked after Sirius was going up the first flight of stairs to Lily and James's third floor room.
"She got mad at me," whispered James. He was ashamed and hurt. In all his life, Lily had never blew up or been visibly and truly angry at him. It was too upsetting.
"What did you say?"
James looked at the silent Remus standing behind Bella. He sent him a pleading look, but Remus could not help James. He knew that Lily never got mad at James and showed it. It was usually she was hurt or exasperated, but this time, she was angry. Lily had the patience of an angel. She never showed any negative emotions for more than a brief second. The fact that she blew up on James, of all people, meant her hurt and exasperation had finally turned into anger.
"I told her she couldn't have the umbrella. There wasn't enough room underneath."
"Bastard," replied Bella in a calm, shaking voice like the quiet wind before a tornado. "You might do sweet things for her occasionally, but a movie or dinner doesn't make up for what you usually do." Her voice did not rise. Usually the short blond would blow up, but this meant she was too angry to yell.
Without looking at James, she marched up the stairs, bumping harshly into him as he stood there like a statue.
"I can't help you," was Remus's quiet answer to James's silent plea. He too went upstairs.
James felt guilty. Yes, Mr. My heart looked at Medusa had a conscience. A big one at that. Like make-up that teenage girls wore to hide blemishes, James had an emotional shell that not even Lily could pull him from. Not that he thought she had the right to. She hid emotions from him too. His conscience, however, didn't let him off that easily. It reminded James that she still told him if he asked, if he wanted to know. He just never bothered to. Lily would ask what he thought or felt, but he never answered.
Slowly, James walked to the dining room. He cleared off the table, washed the dishes in the sink in the kitchen, dried them, then put them back into the cabinets. All the while he thought. He came to the conclusion that he should let things go. If he claimed to be such close friends with Lily, why couldn't he trust her? He was going to let everything go. He grabbed carrots, celery, noodles, chicken, and MSG cubes from the cabinets and fridge. A medium sized pot was filled with water. As the water boiled, James chopped everything up into small chunks. An hour after all the ingredients were added, James's chicken noodle soup was done. It was time to face the music.
A large bowl of steaming, warm soup in one hand and a spoon and napkin in the other, James descended the staircases. Opening the slightly ajar door with his foot gingerly and quietly, James entered. Bella sat on the light blue carpet of the floor next to Lily's huge bed talking to her. Remus was in a rocking chair in the corner thumbing through a thick book on potions, and gagging noises from the bathroom told James that Sirius was having a bad day.
Lily was sitting up against dark blue pillows with moons and suns on them. She was now in emerald, long pajamas. Her long red hair was dry, probably from a spell, and her usual pale face was even paler than usual. The peaceful features on her beautiful face turned angry when she spotted James come in, but as quick as a rabbit, that expression disappeared too. In its place was an emotionless face. This was worse than James thought. Now Lily was giving him the silent treatment instead of yelling or just sighing.
"I'm sorry," apologized James.
Lily just sat there staring ahead.
"Am I really that bad?" muttered James under his breath. "I got you chicken noodle soup."
"I wouldn't eat it if I were you, Lily. James did cook it," added Bella.
James knew Lily couldn't resist chicken noodle soup. It was one of her favorites out of a myriad of food. Slowly, Lily gave into temptation. Her body moved toward James who was on her right side. He placed the blue glass bowl onto her night stand. With the agility of a snail, Lily ate the soup which filled her with warmth. It was suprisingly delicious.
After she was done, James gathered his courage and ask, "Am I forgiven?"
"Only if you promise to always think about me before doing something."
"Okay."
Lily nodded. Just like that, James was forgiven. "You look cold. Would you like to cuddle with another cold person with a nice face and cute ass?"
Lily giggled. "Why not?"
"Oh great. You forgive too easily, Lily. You're too divine. This is now some cheesy mush scene. Next you guys will be snogging. Then-" Bella was cut off as she was shoved out of the room by James. "Remus! Help me!"
"I've found Sirius's problem! He's not pregnant! Since his potion was diluted, he only feels and experiences what a pregnant woman does. He doesn't give birth! He doesn't have the parts!" was Remus's unrelated reply. Sirius moaned, meaning he heard the revelation. Nine months of pain without a product.
James rolled his eyes. He marched into the bathroom grabbed Sirius, flushed the toilet, grabbed Remus from the rocking chair with the book, then shoved them all out of the room. He locked the door as the trio outside banged the door.
"Where were we?" asked James smoothly as he attempted to smooth down his messy hair. Lily giggled again as James jumped into the bed. Automatically, James wrapped his arms around Lily, and she did the same for him. Their feet were having a footsie war while trying to get warm.
"Now why can't we always be like this?" asked James into Lily's hair. "Because you're a loved jackass who doesn't like to be sweet all the time," was Lily's reply into James's neck.
A cold draft cooled the room, then left again as a delivery owl entered and departed through the window designed for owls like that. A letter had been dropped onto James's head. He got up and read the letter as Lily groaned in protest. She sat up also and read the letter over James's shoulder. Lily's already pale face paled more until it was pure white. She latched onto James to restrain him and prepared for what was coming. Like a predicted hurricane, James struggled harshly to free himself from Lily. He was out to kill.
A. N.- I'm too lazy to type anymore. It's a cliffhanger! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. What could have gotten James so mad? Why is James so shelled off? Why does he hate women beside Lily ( refer to chapter 4)? All might be answered in the next chapter of More Than Just Harry. If you want to know, review! I need....lets see....... 60 reviews? Nah. I need 72 for the next chapter. That's 17 more reviews! Every review counts! If you exceed 72, I'll give you a longer chap. Please review! If not, then you'll have to wait until Saturday.
To:
Everblue: I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll take your suggestion for the new format starting now. It's weird how fanfiction.net has no indentation.... I indent, but it doesn't show up. Sorry! Also, I've never watched the movie "Junior."
(Nameless): Don't worry. Lily will be fine and so will the baby. I made up how Lily got pregnant because I didn't think Lily and James should do anything *ahem* since they are just friends for now. Also, they live in a world with magic, so a potion seemed appropriate. Since *ahem* is needed for pregnancy, why not put it in a potion? James is like that, well, because he is loosely modeled after my friend. He's meant to put Lily on an emotional roller coaster. There's a reason for him to do this. Just can't tell you.
Yunie: They'll get together somewhere along the way. Perhaps somewhere along the pregnancy, but I can't say. What comes will come. I read your profile. I like anime too!
CrestfallenLight: I have a HUGE hatred for Peter. Let's just say, I'll put him in later when there's a Hogwarts reunion and friendships rekindle, but someone has already gotten in the way of Peter's loyalty...MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Can't give it all away.
*ahem* Look at my updated profile for what anime I like. Which do you like?
Thank you everyone else for your reviews! Mr. Livestock is probably thinking, "No!! You got her going on about anime again!"
Anyway, my chapters are getting longer! Yay! I'm going to shoot for 3,000 words in this one.
Does anyone know a good website for quotes? I'm running out of good ones a smart, yet stupid and immature twelve year old can understand. ^_^
More Than Just Harry
Chapter 6: The Divine Love Chicken Noodle Soup
"To err is human; to forgive, divine."
-Alexander Pope, "An Essay on Criticism"
"The ineffable joy of forgiving and being forgiven forms an ecstasy that might well arouse the envy of the gods."
-Elbert Hubbard, The Note Book, 1927
"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
-William Blake, Jerusalem, 1820
Loud crashes of thunder were heard as James ran home, Lily pressed tightly to his body. The rain fell down in violent, strong drops getting mixed into the hail that had started to fall. Their house that looked so modern, bright, techie, and unique compared to the sameness of the other houses. It stood out.
"Only a couple of meters left," muttered James. He ran as fast as he could in the conditions he were given. His normal fast pace had been slowed due to the hail. It was very hard for him to not slip. On the final stretch to the door, James slipped on the rocky shapes of hail. Lily fell from his arms, and he kept balance. Watching everything happen in slow motion, James dived onto the wet ground of the pavement where his skin met the hard ice spheres, bruising his skin under his wet shirt. The little sunlight that had been an efficient enough light source to not need a lamp was now gone. Not even white clouds could be seen. It was very dark, so James couldn't see if what he dived for was in vain or not. His scraped and bleeding palms stung as his body was shoved closer to the ground confirming that his plan had worked. Lily, instead of falling on the hard pavement and hurting herself and the baby, fell on James. His ripped pants and his bleeding knee begged for attention.
James groped around for his wire rimmed glasses. He shoved them on quickly and got up. In a few steps more, he was home. Instead of knocking on the door for someone to answer, James didn't think as he kicked the door open. The white and different shades of silver color of the tiling on the mosaic floor of the entrance room blurred as the equivalent of five buckets of water dripped from James and Lily. The ear deafening racket caught the attention of Bella, Remus, and Sirius who barged in.
"You got my floor all wet! Where's Li-" Bella stopped. She had just noticed the pale form of her best friend. Without words, but with motions, since she was speechless, she ordered Sirius to carry Lily into her room. Sirius complied.
"What happened?" Bella croaked after Sirius was going up the first flight of stairs to Lily and James's third floor room.
"She got mad at me," whispered James. He was ashamed and hurt. In all his life, Lily had never blew up or been visibly and truly angry at him. It was too upsetting.
"What did you say?"
James looked at the silent Remus standing behind Bella. He sent him a pleading look, but Remus could not help James. He knew that Lily never got mad at James and showed it. It was usually she was hurt or exasperated, but this time, she was angry. Lily had the patience of an angel. She never showed any negative emotions for more than a brief second. The fact that she blew up on James, of all people, meant her hurt and exasperation had finally turned into anger.
"I told her she couldn't have the umbrella. There wasn't enough room underneath."
"Bastard," replied Bella in a calm, shaking voice like the quiet wind before a tornado. "You might do sweet things for her occasionally, but a movie or dinner doesn't make up for what you usually do." Her voice did not rise. Usually the short blond would blow up, but this meant she was too angry to yell.
Without looking at James, she marched up the stairs, bumping harshly into him as he stood there like a statue.
"I can't help you," was Remus's quiet answer to James's silent plea. He too went upstairs.
James felt guilty. Yes, Mr. My heart looked at Medusa had a conscience. A big one at that. Like make-up that teenage girls wore to hide blemishes, James had an emotional shell that not even Lily could pull him from. Not that he thought she had the right to. She hid emotions from him too. His conscience, however, didn't let him off that easily. It reminded James that she still told him if he asked, if he wanted to know. He just never bothered to. Lily would ask what he thought or felt, but he never answered.
Slowly, James walked to the dining room. He cleared off the table, washed the dishes in the sink in the kitchen, dried them, then put them back into the cabinets. All the while he thought. He came to the conclusion that he should let things go. If he claimed to be such close friends with Lily, why couldn't he trust her? He was going to let everything go. He grabbed carrots, celery, noodles, chicken, and MSG cubes from the cabinets and fridge. A medium sized pot was filled with water. As the water boiled, James chopped everything up into small chunks. An hour after all the ingredients were added, James's chicken noodle soup was done. It was time to face the music.
A large bowl of steaming, warm soup in one hand and a spoon and napkin in the other, James descended the staircases. Opening the slightly ajar door with his foot gingerly and quietly, James entered. Bella sat on the light blue carpet of the floor next to Lily's huge bed talking to her. Remus was in a rocking chair in the corner thumbing through a thick book on potions, and gagging noises from the bathroom told James that Sirius was having a bad day.
Lily was sitting up against dark blue pillows with moons and suns on them. She was now in emerald, long pajamas. Her long red hair was dry, probably from a spell, and her usual pale face was even paler than usual. The peaceful features on her beautiful face turned angry when she spotted James come in, but as quick as a rabbit, that expression disappeared too. In its place was an emotionless face. This was worse than James thought. Now Lily was giving him the silent treatment instead of yelling or just sighing.
"I'm sorry," apologized James.
Lily just sat there staring ahead.
"Am I really that bad?" muttered James under his breath. "I got you chicken noodle soup."
"I wouldn't eat it if I were you, Lily. James did cook it," added Bella.
James knew Lily couldn't resist chicken noodle soup. It was one of her favorites out of a myriad of food. Slowly, Lily gave into temptation. Her body moved toward James who was on her right side. He placed the blue glass bowl onto her night stand. With the agility of a snail, Lily ate the soup which filled her with warmth. It was suprisingly delicious.
After she was done, James gathered his courage and ask, "Am I forgiven?"
"Only if you promise to always think about me before doing something."
"Okay."
Lily nodded. Just like that, James was forgiven. "You look cold. Would you like to cuddle with another cold person with a nice face and cute ass?"
Lily giggled. "Why not?"
"Oh great. You forgive too easily, Lily. You're too divine. This is now some cheesy mush scene. Next you guys will be snogging. Then-" Bella was cut off as she was shoved out of the room by James. "Remus! Help me!"
"I've found Sirius's problem! He's not pregnant! Since his potion was diluted, he only feels and experiences what a pregnant woman does. He doesn't give birth! He doesn't have the parts!" was Remus's unrelated reply. Sirius moaned, meaning he heard the revelation. Nine months of pain without a product.
James rolled his eyes. He marched into the bathroom grabbed Sirius, flushed the toilet, grabbed Remus from the rocking chair with the book, then shoved them all out of the room. He locked the door as the trio outside banged the door.
"Where were we?" asked James smoothly as he attempted to smooth down his messy hair. Lily giggled again as James jumped into the bed. Automatically, James wrapped his arms around Lily, and she did the same for him. Their feet were having a footsie war while trying to get warm.
"Now why can't we always be like this?" asked James into Lily's hair. "Because you're a loved jackass who doesn't like to be sweet all the time," was Lily's reply into James's neck.
A cold draft cooled the room, then left again as a delivery owl entered and departed through the window designed for owls like that. A letter had been dropped onto James's head. He got up and read the letter as Lily groaned in protest. She sat up also and read the letter over James's shoulder. Lily's already pale face paled more until it was pure white. She latched onto James to restrain him and prepared for what was coming. Like a predicted hurricane, James struggled harshly to free himself from Lily. He was out to kill.
A. N.- I'm too lazy to type anymore. It's a cliffhanger! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. What could have gotten James so mad? Why is James so shelled off? Why does he hate women beside Lily ( refer to chapter 4)? All might be answered in the next chapter of More Than Just Harry. If you want to know, review! I need....lets see....... 60 reviews? Nah. I need 72 for the next chapter. That's 17 more reviews! Every review counts! If you exceed 72, I'll give you a longer chap. Please review! If not, then you'll have to wait until Saturday.