Hi! I don't know how many reviews I have right now, but it's a lot. Thank you for all of your reviews.
To:
Anemeir9: Does this look like a place for you to advertise yourself? I might not find you boring, but others might.
CrestfallenLight: No, I haven't written any fanfictions for anime yet. I will later, but for now, I'll stick to Harry Potter.
Alli: Sounds like I could have a really long conversation with you. Do you mean a relationship like the one Lily and James have? In a way (small), my friend and I are like that except without all the mushy parts. I get most of my ideas from my boring, geeky, yet funny life.
Tigermouse: Isn't it annoying how Moms always call you away from the computer?
Sorry I couldn't update on Saturday. I went to NYC for a quick trip.
More Than Just Harry
Chapter 8: Flying Geek Pigs and Dancing Purple Cows
"When unhappy, one doubts everything; when happy, one doubts nothing."
-Joseph Roux, Meditations of a Parish Priest
"Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently."
-Charles Dudley Warner, My Summer in a Garden
Quick on a broom, Lily could spot the small figure of James within twenty minutes of following him. She knew what direction he had gone in simply because the broom he used was fast and could last through a storm like this. It was good for a situation like this, but it left silver dust behind. Trust James to be stupid. Quick to jump the wand, he had forgotten he could apparate, and the broom he chose would be horrible for a quick get away, what with the loud noise and silver dust.
Strong wind flicked cold droplets of water at her face. It also flipped her hood along with her hair away from her head and face. Quickly, her hair became wet.
After fifteen minutes of hot pursuit, Lily caught up to James.
"Lily, you're in my way," snapped James.
"All I need is five minutes of your time."
James looked at his digital watch. "Okay, starting now. Four minutes, fifty-nine seconds and ticking."
"All I need is a simple yes or no. With the way you treat me, do you really consider us friends?"
James chuckled. "You chased me out here for this? Of course! Yes! Now go home before you catch a cold, again."
"You have a week, James. If after a week I can't see an improvement in the way you treat me, this friendship that I have salvaged time after time will go down the drain. Bye bye. I love you and all, but seriously, I'm tired of being on a twelve year long emotional roller coaster. It's not the red hair that causes the temper. Not even PMS. It's you."
James gaped. All this time he thought Lily had really long, 'that time of the months'. He sighed. Eventually, he knew this was going to happen. "Fine."
"This isn't just anytime where you can just brush it off with some sort of lie or explanation. I'm mad serious."
"What's with the 'mad'? Why does everyone use that? 'Mad' isn't an adjective..." James trailed off. Lily was staring him in the eyes. In the green eyes of the red head before him, James could see something he had never seen directed toward him before; Never ending determination and stubbornness. A thirst to prove herself right instead of once again letting him take the lead. There were things in every friendship that the two people involved didn't like. There were always things in the friend that the other person didn't like, but other attributes won, and the person would deal with it. Simple. After a while, if the person was still a prat, you couldn't always be the one that compromised. So in a friendship, they'd take turns compromising. In this case, Lily was always the underhanded one. James needed to step down for his shift. A twelve year one.
"I'm serious," Lily repeated.
"I know," whispered James.As rain poured down on the two, soaking Lily once more and sliding off of James's coat, James decided to give in to Lily for once. "Let's go home."
Lily smiled magnificently showing rows of perfect white teeth. She gave a hand to James who accepted it. It was a good thing that it was pitch black outside on this particular November afternoon. Muggles would be absolutely dumbfounded at the sight of two adults on brooms. In the air.
Perhaps it was because Lily was having a bad day, or maybe James was her personal jinx, but whatever the reason, Lily's fever decided to come back to plague her at that precise moment, causing her to sway back and forth on her broom. In mere moments, Lily was plummeting toward earth. However, James, with quick reflex actions, tightened his grip on Lily's hand. With his left hand on his broom and his right one holding on to Lily for dear life, James pulled Lily up. "Jeez, what'd you eat?" muttered James. "You used to weigh around 110. I didn't know pregnancy could put that much on you."
If Lily was awake at that moment, James would have been glared at, perhaps punched in the nose, maybe even kicked somewhere unmentionable, but fortunately for James, Lily was out cold. Training with the old auor for his training had some good points. The sixty-year-old was obsessed with fitness in fear of getting fat during his old age. Each day, he had woken up James at five in the morning so that both could do exercise for two hours before eating breakfast, taking a shower, doing other morning rituals, and heading off for ministry work. It had given James a little more muscle which hadn't come into use before now. Simply, but with more power than if Lily wasn't heavier, James heaved Lily onto the broom so that she sat in front of him. The other broom was strapped to James's own broom. In quick quidditch moves, James flew back to the house.
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"Holy shit! What happened here?" screeched Bella. In front of her stood James with a dripping wet Lily in his arms.
"Long story," replies James. He shook off his jacket and peeled off Lily's. He bounded up three flights of stairs where he set Lily down on her bed. From there he let Bella take over.
"Get out! I'm going to put her in more comfortable clothes!" scolded Bella.
James held up his hands in defeat and slowly retreated from the room. "Anything I can do?"
"Yes. Heat up the soup you made her. Bring up a bowl for her along with a sandwich."
James saluted to Bella. "Yes ma'am." He marched down the stairs to the clean kitchen and started to rummage through the fridge for ingredients. Pulling out some things, he plopped them on the counter which was clear of any dirt. James smiled. This was very Bella like. Whenever she was nervous she would do chores or work. Remus would read in suspenseful situations, while Sirius watched action and adventure movies. James would be comforting a hysterical Lily. He turned on the heat under the big stainless steel pot full of soup. Being lazy and tired, James decided to cook magically. It never tasted quite as good as the real thing when cooked by a good cook, but tasted pretty delicious anyway.
There were many things that made being a Potter great, but one of James's favorite was the family's ability to do magic without a wand or without hands. The lazy bum made himself comfortably situated on the black sofa of the breakfast corner. It was a medium sized glass table with one big, black, and leather sofa for seating. It was for quick meals. Carefully placed in an otherwise desolate corner of the kitchen, the sofa was bent in a ninety degree angle to fit into the corner. The whole gang ate all meals at home together. If one had a date or meeting out, the rest would eat dinner together. If not notified beforehand or during the meal time, the gang would wait for the fifth person until he or she came home or called.
With flicking movements of the wrist, James directed the brown roast beef onto two rolls of fresh Italian bread. Yellow cheese followed the same process. Onions sliced into small slices went on one, and green crisp lettuce on the other. Now, the Potters were powerful, but in no way did they have heat vision like Superman except for Uncle Louis Potter who accidentally drank an overdose of a warming potion after eating spicy nachos. So to heat up the subs, James had to spare more magic to summon his wand from his pocket. Quite lazy isn't he? Directing the long wand, which was floating in the air, toward the subs, James cast a quick heating potion which made the subs warm. More flicking movements that directed the wand brought two blue tinted glass bowls to the countertop. The boiling soup was ladled into them by a phantom of magic. Two plates of sandwiches and two bowls of soup were placed on a tray.
James decided to get off his lazy bum and searched through many cabinets until he found fever medicine. He grabbed three silver spoons and a stainless steel steak knife from the drawer for utensils wishing that he had taken Magical Medicines as a minor instead of quidditch. Safe to say, it was of no help to him now. He could have been a professional player, but wanted to have a job that would help people. The new items were added to the tray.
Hovering the tray a foot in front of him, James ascended the stairs. When he reached the door, he knocked on it gently careful not to make a loud noise just in case Lily's sleep was light. Upon hearing the "come in" of Bella's whispered reply, James entered the dimly lit room. The only light sources came from the light-beige wooden Japanese lamps on the two separate desks of the occupants of the room and the lamps on the end tables adjacent to Lily's bed.
Now for more of a description of the duo's room. The polished light colored wooden desks stood side by side on the side of the room across from the bed of the red head. This left James's bed to be under the huge white french window. Both beds were king-sized made out of a shiny silver colored metal. The headboards of both beds were merely columns of silver metal with stars, suns, and moons carved into each column. Longer columns on the four corners of each rectangular bed supported a canopy of white sheets.
Lily's bedspread consisted of a dark blue background with golden moons and goldenrod suns scattered across it. The silky comforter and two silky pillows' appearance had the same look. The two biggest pillows with the suns and moons on it were at the back of a bunch of pillows in three rows. Dark blue velvet pillows slightly smaller with midnight blue lace trimming laid in front of them. In front of those were sky blue small pillows also made of velvet. These pillows lay slightly in front and on top of each other in the center of her bed.
James's bed was similar. The pillows were set in a similar fashion and were the same color. The only difference was the pattern on the big pillows, comforter, and bedspread. Instead of suns and moons, it was dark blue with colorful pictures of astrology signs scattered across it.
The formerly mentioned desks were quite unique. Instead of being straight, they were enormous compared to usual desks. Each desk was in a ninety degree angle. One side of the angle supported a place for writing, papers, stationary, shelves for things, pencil cases, whiteout, pencils, envelopes, erasers, sharpeners, ink, and pens, both quill and muggle. The other side had a typewriter (There are no computers in the 1970s!!) typewriter paper,decorations, and the Japanese lamps on it. The desks were put together so that the two sides with the typewriters were against each other forming a 180 degree angle.
Now back to James's situation. He placed the cold steel tray on the bedside table next to Lily after moving aside a box of tissues. Bella looked extremely worried. Glancing at the food and medicine, she began to ramble on. "Thanks for getting the medicine. Her temperature is worse than before! I had to perform a healing charm, you know the one we learned in sixth year in Charms, which is not as powerful as anything Lily learned in Magical Cures in university. Her temperature is still 103 after that! Her brain is going to fry!" She stopped to take a breath, then continued. "Thanks. I was so worried I forgot to make myself lunch. I don't like lettuce or onions, but that's okay."
"Let me take over. You need a break," said James. Bella seemed to appreciate this. As she headed toward the door, James stated, "The food's not for you. Lily likes lettuce. I like onions." Bella huffed. Boy, James could be a jerk sometimes. She went downstairs to see what Sirius and Remus were doing. No doubt Remus would be in the library reading a heavy novel, and Sirius would be in the entertainment room watching an action flick.
James sighed. He stared at the red head dressed in her emerald pajamas again. He sighed again. The aroma of warm steak and cheese wafted to his nose. His stomach growled in response. Grabbing the knife's grip, he cut both sandwiches into halves. He ate both halves of his sub and drank his soup within five minutes. That was when Lily began stir.
"You're finally up, Sleepyhead," said James with a big relieved grin on his face.
His tanned face full of concern came into Lily's vision as her green eyes fluttered open. They were unfocused. Gently reaching two pale, smooth, soft hands to James's face, Lily gingerly cupped his cheeks in her warm, sweaty hands. James's smile grew soft in response to the gesture. It was soon replaced by a loud yelp on his part when Lily's hands suddenly moved to his ears. She then pulled on them. Hard.
"Ow! Let go!" shrieked James like a bimbo while Lily giggles madly. He managed to get out of Lily's grasp without hurting her.
"No... Piggy, don't go! Don't fly away! You're so cute! Your glasses are so pretty! What? You're going to your piggy friends? Okay... Bye! I'll miss you, Piggy!" Lily said to James.
James looked wildly around him. There were no pigs in sight. Lily was talking to him! Him? A pig?! In his opinion, he was too cute to be a pig. In his opinion. Deciding that he needed the other's help, he raced downstairs while Lily shouted, "Bye!" and began to cry. She wouldn't be harmed if he left her alone for a couple of minutes, would she?
The first place James looked in was the library. Most probably, Remus and Bella were in there looking for a quick, simple, effective, magical cure for Lily. Both of them had a more caring side. However, James only saw Remus in there sitting in a purple velvet arm chair while looking through a thick, musty book entitled Quick Magical Cures For Everyday Illnesses written in gold calligraphy against a blood red hard cover. Occasionally, Remus would bother to munch on his almost done Bacon, lettuce, tomato, and mayonnaise sandwich.
"Help! Lily! Weird! Help!" James yelled breaking the serene silence of the library. On another day, we will describe it. This startled Remus, causing him to jump, who upon realizing it was just James, finished his sandwich, then got up and dusted his shirt of crumbs. "You're going to clean that up right?"
"Don't I always? Where's the fire, James?" asked Remus.
"Let's get Bella and Sirius first," was the reply.
The two ran toward the entertainment room with James leading the way. As they approached the double blue tinted glass doors, they could hear weird noises. Inside was something horrific.
(Should I leave you at a cliffhanger? Nah. I'm nice. ^_^)
No, Bella was not snogging with Sirius. That would be another time, perhaps another place. Instead, the Television was on. Color, thanks to James's wealthy fortune (1970s- color tvs were not seen often). On the screen was a couple talking. That wasn't the scary part. Bella's eyes were puffy and tissues were littered around the black leather couch. Sirius's head was on Bella's shoulders. Apparently he was crying. Words spewed from his mouth. "No! Don't do it! Don't go with him just because he likes you, and you're desperate! John isn't dead yet! No! He only got caught by the Russian Mafia! Ask your enemy, who happens to be your half sister, for help! Your long lost father with amnesia, her and your father, isn't dead yet! No! Stupid Rachel! Don't!"
"Ahem," was Remus's way of getting attention to himself at that moment. James was too busy trying to contain laughter.
Sirius quickly straightened up and dabbed a tissue at his red eyes. Bella mimicked his actions.
"You were watching a soap opera?" James managed out between laughs. "And crying?"
"You try having women hormones begin to take over!" defended Sirius.
James continued to laugh.
"You're going to have to shag a lot of girls to be considered a guy now," said Remus with a straight face. "Wait, you can't. Too many women hormones. You can't even..." He couldn't hold it anymore, so he too burst out laughing. James laughed even harder. Tears streamed down his face.
"Is there anything wrong?" asked Bella. Her face was tear stained.
James immediately straightened up. "Yeah. Lily has gone nuts. Follow me."
The three others followed James's lead up the stairs and into the room. When they entered, Lily quickly brightened up. "Hi, Piggy! I missed you! And you brought your dog friend. Why is he red?" asked Lily indicating Sirius who was in a red shirt. "And the gold penguin!" This was Remus.
Bella began to sway. "I think I have a migraine coming on."
Lily giggled. "Look at the purple cow dance!"
Remus, who had read the section on fevers, spoke. "Since Lily suppressed her fever before, no curing it completely, the fever came back fully. Am I not right that her fixed temperature was ninety-eight point seven? The body temperature is ninety-eight point six, Arabella, not point seven.
"Big difference," Bella interrupted.
Remus continued without taking her comment into account. "Since she didn't cure it right with magic, the fever came back even worse and with side effects. Hers is hallucination. The only way for her to get better now is to just take muggle medicine."
The whole group groaned. No one wanted to deal with this.
"I have to go," said James.
"No I have to!" yelled Sirius. He ran for the bathroom as he continued his vomiting.
"I have to go out," stated James ignoring Sirius's comment and sounds.
"No you're not! Lily said so! You're just going to get yourself killed!" yelled Bella.
"No. This promise with her I'm going to keep. I need to see to the bodies."
"Okay," agreed Bella since James was truly sincere for once.
James hurried downstairs as the huge round glass clock in the entry room chimed 3:00. He was going to keep his promise this time. It was only fair that he keep one with Lily for once. Putting on his black rain jacket once more, James headed out the door while grabbing Lily's favorite broomstick from the two broomsticks that had been left by the door earlier. There was business to attend to.
And thus, this left Bella and Remus in charge of taking care of the delusional Lily, and Sirius to his business.
A. N. Sorry for the long time no update! I've been too lazy over the Winter Break. School forces me to be focused. Well, all of you review! Mr. Livestock too! You didn't review for the last chapter. I hope this is really long. It sure seems so. Review! I need 144 reviews this time! Thank you!
~*Aquarius*~
To:
Anemeir9: Does this look like a place for you to advertise yourself? I might not find you boring, but others might.
CrestfallenLight: No, I haven't written any fanfictions for anime yet. I will later, but for now, I'll stick to Harry Potter.
Alli: Sounds like I could have a really long conversation with you. Do you mean a relationship like the one Lily and James have? In a way (small), my friend and I are like that except without all the mushy parts. I get most of my ideas from my boring, geeky, yet funny life.
Tigermouse: Isn't it annoying how Moms always call you away from the computer?
Sorry I couldn't update on Saturday. I went to NYC for a quick trip.
More Than Just Harry
Chapter 8: Flying Geek Pigs and Dancing Purple Cows
"When unhappy, one doubts everything; when happy, one doubts nothing."
-Joseph Roux, Meditations of a Parish Priest
"Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently."
-Charles Dudley Warner, My Summer in a Garden
Quick on a broom, Lily could spot the small figure of James within twenty minutes of following him. She knew what direction he had gone in simply because the broom he used was fast and could last through a storm like this. It was good for a situation like this, but it left silver dust behind. Trust James to be stupid. Quick to jump the wand, he had forgotten he could apparate, and the broom he chose would be horrible for a quick get away, what with the loud noise and silver dust.
Strong wind flicked cold droplets of water at her face. It also flipped her hood along with her hair away from her head and face. Quickly, her hair became wet.
After fifteen minutes of hot pursuit, Lily caught up to James.
"Lily, you're in my way," snapped James.
"All I need is five minutes of your time."
James looked at his digital watch. "Okay, starting now. Four minutes, fifty-nine seconds and ticking."
"All I need is a simple yes or no. With the way you treat me, do you really consider us friends?"
James chuckled. "You chased me out here for this? Of course! Yes! Now go home before you catch a cold, again."
"You have a week, James. If after a week I can't see an improvement in the way you treat me, this friendship that I have salvaged time after time will go down the drain. Bye bye. I love you and all, but seriously, I'm tired of being on a twelve year long emotional roller coaster. It's not the red hair that causes the temper. Not even PMS. It's you."
James gaped. All this time he thought Lily had really long, 'that time of the months'. He sighed. Eventually, he knew this was going to happen. "Fine."
"This isn't just anytime where you can just brush it off with some sort of lie or explanation. I'm mad serious."
"What's with the 'mad'? Why does everyone use that? 'Mad' isn't an adjective..." James trailed off. Lily was staring him in the eyes. In the green eyes of the red head before him, James could see something he had never seen directed toward him before; Never ending determination and stubbornness. A thirst to prove herself right instead of once again letting him take the lead. There were things in every friendship that the two people involved didn't like. There were always things in the friend that the other person didn't like, but other attributes won, and the person would deal with it. Simple. After a while, if the person was still a prat, you couldn't always be the one that compromised. So in a friendship, they'd take turns compromising. In this case, Lily was always the underhanded one. James needed to step down for his shift. A twelve year one.
"I'm serious," Lily repeated.
"I know," whispered James.As rain poured down on the two, soaking Lily once more and sliding off of James's coat, James decided to give in to Lily for once. "Let's go home."
Lily smiled magnificently showing rows of perfect white teeth. She gave a hand to James who accepted it. It was a good thing that it was pitch black outside on this particular November afternoon. Muggles would be absolutely dumbfounded at the sight of two adults on brooms. In the air.
Perhaps it was because Lily was having a bad day, or maybe James was her personal jinx, but whatever the reason, Lily's fever decided to come back to plague her at that precise moment, causing her to sway back and forth on her broom. In mere moments, Lily was plummeting toward earth. However, James, with quick reflex actions, tightened his grip on Lily's hand. With his left hand on his broom and his right one holding on to Lily for dear life, James pulled Lily up. "Jeez, what'd you eat?" muttered James. "You used to weigh around 110. I didn't know pregnancy could put that much on you."
If Lily was awake at that moment, James would have been glared at, perhaps punched in the nose, maybe even kicked somewhere unmentionable, but fortunately for James, Lily was out cold. Training with the old auor for his training had some good points. The sixty-year-old was obsessed with fitness in fear of getting fat during his old age. Each day, he had woken up James at five in the morning so that both could do exercise for two hours before eating breakfast, taking a shower, doing other morning rituals, and heading off for ministry work. It had given James a little more muscle which hadn't come into use before now. Simply, but with more power than if Lily wasn't heavier, James heaved Lily onto the broom so that she sat in front of him. The other broom was strapped to James's own broom. In quick quidditch moves, James flew back to the house.
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"Holy shit! What happened here?" screeched Bella. In front of her stood James with a dripping wet Lily in his arms.
"Long story," replies James. He shook off his jacket and peeled off Lily's. He bounded up three flights of stairs where he set Lily down on her bed. From there he let Bella take over.
"Get out! I'm going to put her in more comfortable clothes!" scolded Bella.
James held up his hands in defeat and slowly retreated from the room. "Anything I can do?"
"Yes. Heat up the soup you made her. Bring up a bowl for her along with a sandwich."
James saluted to Bella. "Yes ma'am." He marched down the stairs to the clean kitchen and started to rummage through the fridge for ingredients. Pulling out some things, he plopped them on the counter which was clear of any dirt. James smiled. This was very Bella like. Whenever she was nervous she would do chores or work. Remus would read in suspenseful situations, while Sirius watched action and adventure movies. James would be comforting a hysterical Lily. He turned on the heat under the big stainless steel pot full of soup. Being lazy and tired, James decided to cook magically. It never tasted quite as good as the real thing when cooked by a good cook, but tasted pretty delicious anyway.
There were many things that made being a Potter great, but one of James's favorite was the family's ability to do magic without a wand or without hands. The lazy bum made himself comfortably situated on the black sofa of the breakfast corner. It was a medium sized glass table with one big, black, and leather sofa for seating. It was for quick meals. Carefully placed in an otherwise desolate corner of the kitchen, the sofa was bent in a ninety degree angle to fit into the corner. The whole gang ate all meals at home together. If one had a date or meeting out, the rest would eat dinner together. If not notified beforehand or during the meal time, the gang would wait for the fifth person until he or she came home or called.
With flicking movements of the wrist, James directed the brown roast beef onto two rolls of fresh Italian bread. Yellow cheese followed the same process. Onions sliced into small slices went on one, and green crisp lettuce on the other. Now, the Potters were powerful, but in no way did they have heat vision like Superman except for Uncle Louis Potter who accidentally drank an overdose of a warming potion after eating spicy nachos. So to heat up the subs, James had to spare more magic to summon his wand from his pocket. Quite lazy isn't he? Directing the long wand, which was floating in the air, toward the subs, James cast a quick heating potion which made the subs warm. More flicking movements that directed the wand brought two blue tinted glass bowls to the countertop. The boiling soup was ladled into them by a phantom of magic. Two plates of sandwiches and two bowls of soup were placed on a tray.
James decided to get off his lazy bum and searched through many cabinets until he found fever medicine. He grabbed three silver spoons and a stainless steel steak knife from the drawer for utensils wishing that he had taken Magical Medicines as a minor instead of quidditch. Safe to say, it was of no help to him now. He could have been a professional player, but wanted to have a job that would help people. The new items were added to the tray.
Hovering the tray a foot in front of him, James ascended the stairs. When he reached the door, he knocked on it gently careful not to make a loud noise just in case Lily's sleep was light. Upon hearing the "come in" of Bella's whispered reply, James entered the dimly lit room. The only light sources came from the light-beige wooden Japanese lamps on the two separate desks of the occupants of the room and the lamps on the end tables adjacent to Lily's bed.
Now for more of a description of the duo's room. The polished light colored wooden desks stood side by side on the side of the room across from the bed of the red head. This left James's bed to be under the huge white french window. Both beds were king-sized made out of a shiny silver colored metal. The headboards of both beds were merely columns of silver metal with stars, suns, and moons carved into each column. Longer columns on the four corners of each rectangular bed supported a canopy of white sheets.
Lily's bedspread consisted of a dark blue background with golden moons and goldenrod suns scattered across it. The silky comforter and two silky pillows' appearance had the same look. The two biggest pillows with the suns and moons on it were at the back of a bunch of pillows in three rows. Dark blue velvet pillows slightly smaller with midnight blue lace trimming laid in front of them. In front of those were sky blue small pillows also made of velvet. These pillows lay slightly in front and on top of each other in the center of her bed.
James's bed was similar. The pillows were set in a similar fashion and were the same color. The only difference was the pattern on the big pillows, comforter, and bedspread. Instead of suns and moons, it was dark blue with colorful pictures of astrology signs scattered across it.
The formerly mentioned desks were quite unique. Instead of being straight, they were enormous compared to usual desks. Each desk was in a ninety degree angle. One side of the angle supported a place for writing, papers, stationary, shelves for things, pencil cases, whiteout, pencils, envelopes, erasers, sharpeners, ink, and pens, both quill and muggle. The other side had a typewriter (There are no computers in the 1970s!!) typewriter paper,decorations, and the Japanese lamps on it. The desks were put together so that the two sides with the typewriters were against each other forming a 180 degree angle.
Now back to James's situation. He placed the cold steel tray on the bedside table next to Lily after moving aside a box of tissues. Bella looked extremely worried. Glancing at the food and medicine, she began to ramble on. "Thanks for getting the medicine. Her temperature is worse than before! I had to perform a healing charm, you know the one we learned in sixth year in Charms, which is not as powerful as anything Lily learned in Magical Cures in university. Her temperature is still 103 after that! Her brain is going to fry!" She stopped to take a breath, then continued. "Thanks. I was so worried I forgot to make myself lunch. I don't like lettuce or onions, but that's okay."
"Let me take over. You need a break," said James. Bella seemed to appreciate this. As she headed toward the door, James stated, "The food's not for you. Lily likes lettuce. I like onions." Bella huffed. Boy, James could be a jerk sometimes. She went downstairs to see what Sirius and Remus were doing. No doubt Remus would be in the library reading a heavy novel, and Sirius would be in the entertainment room watching an action flick.
James sighed. He stared at the red head dressed in her emerald pajamas again. He sighed again. The aroma of warm steak and cheese wafted to his nose. His stomach growled in response. Grabbing the knife's grip, he cut both sandwiches into halves. He ate both halves of his sub and drank his soup within five minutes. That was when Lily began stir.
"You're finally up, Sleepyhead," said James with a big relieved grin on his face.
His tanned face full of concern came into Lily's vision as her green eyes fluttered open. They were unfocused. Gently reaching two pale, smooth, soft hands to James's face, Lily gingerly cupped his cheeks in her warm, sweaty hands. James's smile grew soft in response to the gesture. It was soon replaced by a loud yelp on his part when Lily's hands suddenly moved to his ears. She then pulled on them. Hard.
"Ow! Let go!" shrieked James like a bimbo while Lily giggles madly. He managed to get out of Lily's grasp without hurting her.
"No... Piggy, don't go! Don't fly away! You're so cute! Your glasses are so pretty! What? You're going to your piggy friends? Okay... Bye! I'll miss you, Piggy!" Lily said to James.
James looked wildly around him. There were no pigs in sight. Lily was talking to him! Him? A pig?! In his opinion, he was too cute to be a pig. In his opinion. Deciding that he needed the other's help, he raced downstairs while Lily shouted, "Bye!" and began to cry. She wouldn't be harmed if he left her alone for a couple of minutes, would she?
The first place James looked in was the library. Most probably, Remus and Bella were in there looking for a quick, simple, effective, magical cure for Lily. Both of them had a more caring side. However, James only saw Remus in there sitting in a purple velvet arm chair while looking through a thick, musty book entitled Quick Magical Cures For Everyday Illnesses written in gold calligraphy against a blood red hard cover. Occasionally, Remus would bother to munch on his almost done Bacon, lettuce, tomato, and mayonnaise sandwich.
"Help! Lily! Weird! Help!" James yelled breaking the serene silence of the library. On another day, we will describe it. This startled Remus, causing him to jump, who upon realizing it was just James, finished his sandwich, then got up and dusted his shirt of crumbs. "You're going to clean that up right?"
"Don't I always? Where's the fire, James?" asked Remus.
"Let's get Bella and Sirius first," was the reply.
The two ran toward the entertainment room with James leading the way. As they approached the double blue tinted glass doors, they could hear weird noises. Inside was something horrific.
(Should I leave you at a cliffhanger? Nah. I'm nice. ^_^)
No, Bella was not snogging with Sirius. That would be another time, perhaps another place. Instead, the Television was on. Color, thanks to James's wealthy fortune (1970s- color tvs were not seen often). On the screen was a couple talking. That wasn't the scary part. Bella's eyes were puffy and tissues were littered around the black leather couch. Sirius's head was on Bella's shoulders. Apparently he was crying. Words spewed from his mouth. "No! Don't do it! Don't go with him just because he likes you, and you're desperate! John isn't dead yet! No! He only got caught by the Russian Mafia! Ask your enemy, who happens to be your half sister, for help! Your long lost father with amnesia, her and your father, isn't dead yet! No! Stupid Rachel! Don't!"
"Ahem," was Remus's way of getting attention to himself at that moment. James was too busy trying to contain laughter.
Sirius quickly straightened up and dabbed a tissue at his red eyes. Bella mimicked his actions.
"You were watching a soap opera?" James managed out between laughs. "And crying?"
"You try having women hormones begin to take over!" defended Sirius.
James continued to laugh.
"You're going to have to shag a lot of girls to be considered a guy now," said Remus with a straight face. "Wait, you can't. Too many women hormones. You can't even..." He couldn't hold it anymore, so he too burst out laughing. James laughed even harder. Tears streamed down his face.
"Is there anything wrong?" asked Bella. Her face was tear stained.
James immediately straightened up. "Yeah. Lily has gone nuts. Follow me."
The three others followed James's lead up the stairs and into the room. When they entered, Lily quickly brightened up. "Hi, Piggy! I missed you! And you brought your dog friend. Why is he red?" asked Lily indicating Sirius who was in a red shirt. "And the gold penguin!" This was Remus.
Bella began to sway. "I think I have a migraine coming on."
Lily giggled. "Look at the purple cow dance!"
Remus, who had read the section on fevers, spoke. "Since Lily suppressed her fever before, no curing it completely, the fever came back fully. Am I not right that her fixed temperature was ninety-eight point seven? The body temperature is ninety-eight point six, Arabella, not point seven.
"Big difference," Bella interrupted.
Remus continued without taking her comment into account. "Since she didn't cure it right with magic, the fever came back even worse and with side effects. Hers is hallucination. The only way for her to get better now is to just take muggle medicine."
The whole group groaned. No one wanted to deal with this.
"I have to go," said James.
"No I have to!" yelled Sirius. He ran for the bathroom as he continued his vomiting.
"I have to go out," stated James ignoring Sirius's comment and sounds.
"No you're not! Lily said so! You're just going to get yourself killed!" yelled Bella.
"No. This promise with her I'm going to keep. I need to see to the bodies."
"Okay," agreed Bella since James was truly sincere for once.
James hurried downstairs as the huge round glass clock in the entry room chimed 3:00. He was going to keep his promise this time. It was only fair that he keep one with Lily for once. Putting on his black rain jacket once more, James headed out the door while grabbing Lily's favorite broomstick from the two broomsticks that had been left by the door earlier. There was business to attend to.
And thus, this left Bella and Remus in charge of taking care of the delusional Lily, and Sirius to his business.
A. N. Sorry for the long time no update! I've been too lazy over the Winter Break. School forces me to be focused. Well, all of you review! Mr. Livestock too! You didn't review for the last chapter. I hope this is really long. It sure seems so. Review! I need 144 reviews this time! Thank you!
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