A/N: Howdy. We won! YAY FOR US! It was 36 to 4! Now, if you would please review I'd be the most happiest person for this moment in time...yeah, whatever.
Disclaimer: Merlin's beard! I AM NOT JK ROWLING!
Chapter Four: Lily's Got A Problem
The next morning at breakfast, the Slytherins walked in all smelling like, well, dung. Sirius and James were trying, an failing miserably, to look innocent. "When did you two do that?" Remus asked.
"Last night," said Sirius. "Is it that obvious?"
"You guys suck as actors," Lily noted.
"My mum gave me an invisibility cloak," James whispered to Remus, Terry, Jen, Peter, and Lily.
Their reactions were the same. "Cool."
"So," said Peter, "what's our first class today?"Lily looked down at her schedule. "Defense Against The Dark Arts," she said.
*I'm bored.
-James
Me too.
-Sirius
Do any of you want to come to my house for Christmas break this year?
-James
Sure.
-Sirius
DEFIANTLY!
-Remus
I'll ask.
-Terry
Same here.
-Jen
Can't, sorry.
-Peter
I'm in, duh.
-Lily
Well, I figured that, Lily. Let me know whenever, girls.
-James*
The bell rang. The Ravenclaws headed to Transfiguration, while the Gryffindors headed towards Herbology in Greenhouse Six. "I hate Herbology," Remus groaned.
"That's just because you aren't any good at it like I am," said Peter. He walked ahead of the others.
"Well, if I were gay, maybe I would be good at Herbology too," Remus muttered. (A/N: I meant no offense to anyone who is gay. I just hate Peter.) Sirius, the only one who heard him, howled with laughter.
The next few days were all the same. Eat, classes, eat, classes, eat, homework, sleep. It was boring, for lack of a better word. The first week of October, however, was momentarily exciting.
One morning, the third of October if you really want to know, Professor Dumbledore made an announcement at breakfast. "Even though it is against the wishes of the other professors," he said, "we will be holding a kareoke contest at this year's Halloween Ball."
"YES!" Sirius shouted, jumping up and down.
Everyone except the Slytherins laughed. "Yes, Mr. Black, you got one," said Dumbledore.
"It's about time, too, it took him six year!" James shouted out. Everyone who laughed previously, laughed again.
"Yes," said Dumbledore. "I would also like to remind the Quidditch team captains that tryouts must be held by the end of October. Thank you for your attention."
James had been made the Gryffindor Quidditch Team's captain the previous year. That night, he posted a notice on the Gryffindor common room bulletin board.
*Gryffindor Quidditch Team:
Tryouts will be held this coming Thursday and Friday, six p.m. to eight p.m..
Thank you,
James Potter, Captain*
"Lily!" James ran to catch up with Lily. She had just been to see Dumbledore and he, James, had just ran up to the Tower to post the Quidditch notice in the common room. They were both a little late for dinner. "Wait up, Lily!"
Lily slowed her pace and allowed James to catch up with her. "Hey...Lily?" James took one look at her face and saw that she had been crying. "Lils? What's wrong?"
"He's dead," she managed to choke out.
"Who's dead?" James asked, clearly confused.
"M-My little brother.""You have a brother?" Lily nodded. "Do you want to go back to the common room?" She nodded again. "Lets go." James led her back to the common room. No one was around, everyone was at dinner.
James sat Lily down on a couch, then he kneeled down in front of her. "What happened, Lily?"
"My father killed him, James, he killed him." She started to cry again. James got up and sat next to her. He hugged her tightly and she buried her face in his chest.
"I'm sorry, Lily," he whispered. She just cried on him.
"Why, James?" she asked. "Why?"
James sighed and hugged her tighter. "I don't know why, Lily, I just don't know..."
They stayed that way for a while before Lily raised her head. "Thank you, James."
"For what?" James asked.
"For everything," Lily said. "I know that you have your own problems to deal with, but you keep helping me with mine. Plus, I know for a fact that you're hungry. You can hardly make it from lunch to dinner on a good day." She smiled *very* slightly and James grinned.
"That doesn't matter," he said. "If you need me, I'm there."
"Thanks, James." She kissed him on the cheek and he grinned goofily. "You okay, there?"
"Yeah," James said, nodding. "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Before, when I was running to catch up with you, I wanted to ask you...I wanted to ask you if you'd go to the ball with me." James bit the inside of his cheek. (A/N: They're always biting their lips, it gets boring...)
"I'd love to, James, but are you sure you don't want a real date?" she asked. "I mean, are you sure you just want to go with a friend?"
James was disappointed that she said that ('just friends'), but he hid it well for being such a crappy actor. He smiled one hundred percent convincingly. "Positive."
"Do you think we can still get dinner?" Lily asked. "I feel a bit nauseous, I think I need to eat something."
"That's emotions, that is," James said smartly.
"That sounded a little too smart for you."
"Lets go, I'm sure the house elves will fix us up good."
As they were walking down to the kitchens, James decided to ask Lily yet another question. "So, how old was your brother?"
"He was ten," said Lily. She got a little choked up again, so James held her hand. "His name was Christopher." She spoke quietly. "Dumbledore said that my dad did it because he thought that Chris might be a wizard. He was arrested by the muggle police."
"They should throw him in Azkaban and let him rot there for the rest of his life," James growled.
Lily smiled slightly. "The muggles don't know about Azkaban, James, remember?"
"Oh, yeah," James blushed, "whoops"
James had told the others what had happened that way Lily didn't have to explain it again. The group hung around in the Gryffindor common room that night until it got really late.
Terry and Jen returned to Ravenclaw and the Gryffindors went up to their respective dorm rooms.
"I asked Lily to the ball today," James told Sirius and Remus. Peter was sleeping face down in a puddle of his own drool.
"What did she say?" Sirius asked.
"She said yes, but she thinks I was asking her to go with me as friends," said James. He sighed.
"Are you...wait, no...are you *kidding*?" said Sirius.
James couldn't help it, he laughed. "Yes, Sirius, I'm serious."
"That sucks," said Remus.
"Don't I know it..."
A/N: TYPER'S CRAMP!!!!!!!!! Next chapter is the Halloween Ball thingy. RRRRRRRRREEEEEEEVVVVVVIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!! please! I'll love you forever! ::puts on puppy-dog face::
l8r
-Kristin-
Disclaimer: Merlin's beard! I AM NOT JK ROWLING!
Chapter Four: Lily's Got A Problem
The next morning at breakfast, the Slytherins walked in all smelling like, well, dung. Sirius and James were trying, an failing miserably, to look innocent. "When did you two do that?" Remus asked.
"Last night," said Sirius. "Is it that obvious?"
"You guys suck as actors," Lily noted.
"My mum gave me an invisibility cloak," James whispered to Remus, Terry, Jen, Peter, and Lily.
Their reactions were the same. "Cool."
"So," said Peter, "what's our first class today?"Lily looked down at her schedule. "Defense Against The Dark Arts," she said.
*I'm bored.
-James
Me too.
-Sirius
Do any of you want to come to my house for Christmas break this year?
-James
Sure.
-Sirius
DEFIANTLY!
-Remus
I'll ask.
-Terry
Same here.
-Jen
Can't, sorry.
-Peter
I'm in, duh.
-Lily
Well, I figured that, Lily. Let me know whenever, girls.
-James*
The bell rang. The Ravenclaws headed to Transfiguration, while the Gryffindors headed towards Herbology in Greenhouse Six. "I hate Herbology," Remus groaned.
"That's just because you aren't any good at it like I am," said Peter. He walked ahead of the others.
"Well, if I were gay, maybe I would be good at Herbology too," Remus muttered. (A/N: I meant no offense to anyone who is gay. I just hate Peter.) Sirius, the only one who heard him, howled with laughter.
The next few days were all the same. Eat, classes, eat, classes, eat, homework, sleep. It was boring, for lack of a better word. The first week of October, however, was momentarily exciting.
One morning, the third of October if you really want to know, Professor Dumbledore made an announcement at breakfast. "Even though it is against the wishes of the other professors," he said, "we will be holding a kareoke contest at this year's Halloween Ball."
"YES!" Sirius shouted, jumping up and down.
Everyone except the Slytherins laughed. "Yes, Mr. Black, you got one," said Dumbledore.
"It's about time, too, it took him six year!" James shouted out. Everyone who laughed previously, laughed again.
"Yes," said Dumbledore. "I would also like to remind the Quidditch team captains that tryouts must be held by the end of October. Thank you for your attention."
James had been made the Gryffindor Quidditch Team's captain the previous year. That night, he posted a notice on the Gryffindor common room bulletin board.
*Gryffindor Quidditch Team:
Tryouts will be held this coming Thursday and Friday, six p.m. to eight p.m..
Thank you,
James Potter, Captain*
"Lily!" James ran to catch up with Lily. She had just been to see Dumbledore and he, James, had just ran up to the Tower to post the Quidditch notice in the common room. They were both a little late for dinner. "Wait up, Lily!"
Lily slowed her pace and allowed James to catch up with her. "Hey...Lily?" James took one look at her face and saw that she had been crying. "Lils? What's wrong?"
"He's dead," she managed to choke out.
"Who's dead?" James asked, clearly confused.
"M-My little brother.""You have a brother?" Lily nodded. "Do you want to go back to the common room?" She nodded again. "Lets go." James led her back to the common room. No one was around, everyone was at dinner.
James sat Lily down on a couch, then he kneeled down in front of her. "What happened, Lily?"
"My father killed him, James, he killed him." She started to cry again. James got up and sat next to her. He hugged her tightly and she buried her face in his chest.
"I'm sorry, Lily," he whispered. She just cried on him.
"Why, James?" she asked. "Why?"
James sighed and hugged her tighter. "I don't know why, Lily, I just don't know..."
They stayed that way for a while before Lily raised her head. "Thank you, James."
"For what?" James asked.
"For everything," Lily said. "I know that you have your own problems to deal with, but you keep helping me with mine. Plus, I know for a fact that you're hungry. You can hardly make it from lunch to dinner on a good day." She smiled *very* slightly and James grinned.
"That doesn't matter," he said. "If you need me, I'm there."
"Thanks, James." She kissed him on the cheek and he grinned goofily. "You okay, there?"
"Yeah," James said, nodding. "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Before, when I was running to catch up with you, I wanted to ask you...I wanted to ask you if you'd go to the ball with me." James bit the inside of his cheek. (A/N: They're always biting their lips, it gets boring...)
"I'd love to, James, but are you sure you don't want a real date?" she asked. "I mean, are you sure you just want to go with a friend?"
James was disappointed that she said that ('just friends'), but he hid it well for being such a crappy actor. He smiled one hundred percent convincingly. "Positive."
"Do you think we can still get dinner?" Lily asked. "I feel a bit nauseous, I think I need to eat something."
"That's emotions, that is," James said smartly.
"That sounded a little too smart for you."
"Lets go, I'm sure the house elves will fix us up good."
As they were walking down to the kitchens, James decided to ask Lily yet another question. "So, how old was your brother?"
"He was ten," said Lily. She got a little choked up again, so James held her hand. "His name was Christopher." She spoke quietly. "Dumbledore said that my dad did it because he thought that Chris might be a wizard. He was arrested by the muggle police."
"They should throw him in Azkaban and let him rot there for the rest of his life," James growled.
Lily smiled slightly. "The muggles don't know about Azkaban, James, remember?"
"Oh, yeah," James blushed, "whoops"
James had told the others what had happened that way Lily didn't have to explain it again. The group hung around in the Gryffindor common room that night until it got really late.
Terry and Jen returned to Ravenclaw and the Gryffindors went up to their respective dorm rooms.
"I asked Lily to the ball today," James told Sirius and Remus. Peter was sleeping face down in a puddle of his own drool.
"What did she say?" Sirius asked.
"She said yes, but she thinks I was asking her to go with me as friends," said James. He sighed.
"Are you...wait, no...are you *kidding*?" said Sirius.
James couldn't help it, he laughed. "Yes, Sirius, I'm serious."
"That sucks," said Remus.
"Don't I know it..."
A/N: TYPER'S CRAMP!!!!!!!!! Next chapter is the Halloween Ball thingy. RRRRRRRRREEEEEEEVVVVVVIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!! please! I'll love you forever! ::puts on puppy-dog face::
l8r
-Kristin-
