(A/N) Hi people. I just dyed the ends of my hair, and since I can't really
lean back on anything and I'm in such a good mood, (LET'S HEAR IT FOR
SATURDAYS!!!), I'm throwing up another chapter. ENJOY!
Disclaimers: Hmmm, I don't think I own Harry Potter...but maybe I own Ebay! Er, no. Damn it.
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Lily ran the brush through her hair and jumped as her door slammed open, and Molly and Rose ran in. They jumped on her bed.
"Hey, hey, hey! I just made that!"
"Lily, we're bored!" Rose whined, flopping on her stomach, while Molly jumped off.
"Then do something." She sighed and placed the brush on the dresser before pulling her auburn hair into a ponytail.
Molly whined and pulled her out of her chair. "But what?!"
"Go play quidditch, or something."
"But we need a beater! Please, play with us?!" Rose whined, rolling off the bed.
Lily sighed. "But I really have to study..."
Molly groaned. "Lily... It's the first Saturday! Loosen up! And play with us!"
"Fine! But I get tomarrow to myself. Deal?"
"Deal!"
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James, Sirius, and Lupin leaned forward. "So, James. You're Quidditch Captian. Any ideas for a keeper, chaser, and a beater?"
James sighed. "Two beaters. And Madame Zincha says she hasn't found anyone yet."
"Two beaters? What happened to Vincent Clove?"
"He says he needs to study this year. He can't play."
"What about Molly Clove? I heard she was alright as a Keeper." Lupin said. The boys turned to him. "What?" he asked.
"Molly Clove is Lily Evans' friend. There's no way she'd agree to be on the team, with James as captian." Sirius rolled his eyes.
"Well, maybe someone's playing now. Let's go see if it's anyone interesting."
"Alright." James stood. "But, I'm not looking for girls on my team."
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Lily pulled her hair out of her ponytail, letting the air lift it from her shoulders. Molly turned in front of the posts. Rose let the bludgers go, and Lily spun her club between her fingers.
She dived in front of a bludger to shoot it at Rose, who was tearing towards Molly. Rose ducked and shot through the loop. Molly spun the quaffle on one finger. Rose looked at her empty hands, as Molly threw it towards the middle of the pitch. Lily ducked as a bludger shot to her. She striaghtened up, and shot it at Rose again.
It hit the other bludger and they shot back at Lily. She braced herself. She hit one away from her, and shot the other to Molly. Molly caught the quaffle, but dropped it as the bludger hit her hands.
The two bludgers shot back at Lily, coming from opposite directions. Someone was suddenly at her side and shot both bludgers away from her. Lily turned to the red-headed boy.
"Arthur Weasley!" He called to her.
"Lily Evans! Duck!" She called as one bludger shot towards him. They shot downwards.
After an hour of playing, Sirius Black took the quaffle from Rose and shot towards Molly. Lily was the first to recover from the suprise, and shot another bludger.
It knocked the quaffle from his hands, and Rose caught it. Remus waved his arms to her. She threw him the quaffle.
They both shot to Molly, throwing it back and forth. Someone whistled as Molly saved it. Something shot downwards out of the corner of Lily's eyes.
James pulled out of his dive, his arm in the air. The snitch struggled slightly. Lily fought the urge to cheer with everyone else. The boys, minus Arthur, landed. They waved everyone else down. Lily landed and crossed her arms. Remus grinned. "Come on, Lily. Smile."
She scowled and picked up her broom. She turned to the castle, but James coughed. "What?" She asked, irritated.
"Evans,Weasley,Rosemarta, and Clove? Do you-er-want to be on the team?" He gritted. Obviously, he was being forced to ask. Remus grinned but Sirius glowered.
"Sure." Arthur grinned. Molly, Rose, and Lily exchanged looks. Molly spoke up, before Rose or Lily could turn them down. "We'll think about it."
"Fine. Tell me tomarrow." James turned. "Wait!" Lily yelled. "Tomarrow?! That's not alot of time to think!"
James ignored her and continued to walk to the castle. Sirius jogged after him, and Remus turned to Lily. "Look at it this way, Lily. Try it. If it gets in your way of school work or something, drop Quidditch. We'll find someone to replace you. But, to be honest, you're the best beater I've ever seen."
Arthur coughed. "You too, Arthur." Remus laughed. He turned back to Lily. "Please?"
Lily sighed. "Fine, I'll think about it. I'll tell you guys at lunch."
"Great!" He gave her a last smile, before running to James and Sirius.
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"Don't look at me like that, Molly." Lily whispered, the next day, as Molly beamed at her.
"I knew it! No girl in this school could turn down an offer from James Potter!" Molly giggled. Lily spun around at the Great Hall, but Rose grabbed her.
"Don't say it like that! I think I'm going to throw up..." Rose muttured, turning Lily around.
James looked up from his lunch as Lily, Molly, and Rose sat in front of him. "Well?" He said thickly, adjusting his glasses.
"Yes." Lily said, tonelessly.
"Fine. Quidditch practice tonight after dinner. Don't be late." He got up, and grabbing his bag, he left.
"So much for having the day to myself." Lily groaned as Molly and Rose exchanged high-fives.
"Let's go tell Hagrid!" Rose squealed.
They ran out to his cabin and he opened the door. " 'Ello, gurls! What 're ye doin' 'ere?"
"We're on the team!"
"You play fer Griffindor? Th's great, L'ly!"
"Not just me. Rose and Molly, too." She muttured. Hagrid cocked an eyebrow.
"Dun sound so happy about it, L'ly. Calm yer self." He laughed. Lily sighed. "It's not that I'm not happy about playing Quidditch. It's James Potter. He's captain. I can't stand him."
Hagrid shook his head. "I know. I can hear yer two fightn' in there, from out 'ere."
Molly giggled. Lily checked her watch and grabbed her hair. "I have a test in Charms tomarrow! I have to go!"
They said a quick good-bye and ran into the castle. Lily and Molly turned, but Rose stopped. "What?!" Lily asked.
"I didn't eat lunch. I'm stopping by the kitchens. You go ahead."
They nodded and ran up the stairs to the common room. Rose rubbed her stomach and walked down the corridor. Turning a corridor, she ran into something hard. She fell back and hit her head on the floor. Her hood flew up, and she passed out.
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Sirius grabbed the corner to balance himself, but the girl fell back, and didn't move. Dropping the apple he was eating, he knelt by her.
"Are you alright?" He asked, uncertain. This was Lupin's department, to heal bruises and gashes they got from Quidditch. But he was in the common room, studying.
The girl didn't answer and Sirius reached up and pulled off her hood. He took a step back. Rose's head rolled limply to the side. He looked around. No one was around. Sighing, he knelt next to her again.
Pointing his wand at Rose, her eyes snapped open. They both froze. Rose suddenly sat up and hit their foreheads together. Sirius remembered himself and grunted, "Watch it, Rosemarta!"
"What are you doing?!" She groaned. She glared at him and he gaped. "I didn't know your eyes were blue." He muttured under his breathe.
"What?" She sighed, exasperated.
"Nothing!" He stood up, and leaned on the wall. She struggled up and leaned on the wall next to him. She took a step and crumbled to the floor.
"Are you alright?!" Sirius asked, before he could stop himself.
She pulled up her pants' leg and inspected her ankle. "Twisted." she muttured to herself.
"Yes, you are. Do you need help?"
She looked up sharply. "Sirius Black, offering help? Where's your partners in crime? Hiding behind a statue?"
Her words stung him and he stepped back. "Fine. Crawl to the Hospital Wing." He turned, but she called out, "Wait!"
He turned around, triumphant. "Yes?" he said, innocently.
Rose sighed and mumbled something.
"Sorry? I didn't catch that." Sirius grinned, evilly. She pulled a lock of black hair out of her face and glared up at him. "Can you *please* help me to the Hospital Wing?"
"Why don't you heal it yourself?" He asked, crossing his arms.
"Healing things isn't my strong point. Can you heal it?"
"Healing isn't my subject, either."
"Alright. So, can you help at all?"
Sirius uncrossed his arms and knelt next to her. "What can I do?"
Rose cocked her eyebrows. "Well, you can start by helping me up."
Sirius wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her up. She hopped slightly on her good ankle and leaned on him. The top of her head came up to his chin and he chuckled. "What?" she snapped.
"You're tickling me." He grinned as she tightened her hold on his side. She cocked her eyebrows. "Black? Are you tickilish?"
Sirius realized his mistake and he groaned. "If you say a word to anyone, I'll twist your other ankle."
She giggled, suprising him. "Relax. I won't say a word. But I automatically get the right to tickle you if you tease me."
Sirius laughed. "Are you flirting with me?"
She stopped giggling. "No! Let's get to the Hospital Wing. Please?"
After walking a few steps, Sirius stopped. "This isn't working." And, before Rose could say anything, he scooped her up and continued walking.
"BLACK! Put me down! Stop it! What are you doing?!" She squealed. She struggled and Sirius adjusted his grip on her, so that her arms fell around his neck.
He stopped walking and looked at her. She turned red and dropped her arms. He continued to walk, trying to ignore the way her hands were on his chest. He kicked the door of the Hospital Wing open, and Madame Pomfrey leapt to her feet. Her daughter, Poppy, screamed.
Sitting Rose gently on the closest bed, he turned to the nurse, and her 15-year old daughter. "Twisted ankle."
He turned to the door but Rose called out again. "Sirius!"
He stopped at the use of his first name and stuck his head back in the doorway. "What?"
"I'm in debt to you, you know."
He laughed. "No, you're not. Just promise me you'd do the same for me if it happens the other way around."
"Sure, but I don't think I'll be able to carry you." She smiled and Sirius nodded, and left.
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Disclaimers: Hmmm, I don't think I own Harry Potter...but maybe I own Ebay! Er, no. Damn it.
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Lily ran the brush through her hair and jumped as her door slammed open, and Molly and Rose ran in. They jumped on her bed.
"Hey, hey, hey! I just made that!"
"Lily, we're bored!" Rose whined, flopping on her stomach, while Molly jumped off.
"Then do something." She sighed and placed the brush on the dresser before pulling her auburn hair into a ponytail.
Molly whined and pulled her out of her chair. "But what?!"
"Go play quidditch, or something."
"But we need a beater! Please, play with us?!" Rose whined, rolling off the bed.
Lily sighed. "But I really have to study..."
Molly groaned. "Lily... It's the first Saturday! Loosen up! And play with us!"
"Fine! But I get tomarrow to myself. Deal?"
"Deal!"
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James, Sirius, and Lupin leaned forward. "So, James. You're Quidditch Captian. Any ideas for a keeper, chaser, and a beater?"
James sighed. "Two beaters. And Madame Zincha says she hasn't found anyone yet."
"Two beaters? What happened to Vincent Clove?"
"He says he needs to study this year. He can't play."
"What about Molly Clove? I heard she was alright as a Keeper." Lupin said. The boys turned to him. "What?" he asked.
"Molly Clove is Lily Evans' friend. There's no way she'd agree to be on the team, with James as captian." Sirius rolled his eyes.
"Well, maybe someone's playing now. Let's go see if it's anyone interesting."
"Alright." James stood. "But, I'm not looking for girls on my team."
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Lily pulled her hair out of her ponytail, letting the air lift it from her shoulders. Molly turned in front of the posts. Rose let the bludgers go, and Lily spun her club between her fingers.
She dived in front of a bludger to shoot it at Rose, who was tearing towards Molly. Rose ducked and shot through the loop. Molly spun the quaffle on one finger. Rose looked at her empty hands, as Molly threw it towards the middle of the pitch. Lily ducked as a bludger shot to her. She striaghtened up, and shot it at Rose again.
It hit the other bludger and they shot back at Lily. She braced herself. She hit one away from her, and shot the other to Molly. Molly caught the quaffle, but dropped it as the bludger hit her hands.
The two bludgers shot back at Lily, coming from opposite directions. Someone was suddenly at her side and shot both bludgers away from her. Lily turned to the red-headed boy.
"Arthur Weasley!" He called to her.
"Lily Evans! Duck!" She called as one bludger shot towards him. They shot downwards.
After an hour of playing, Sirius Black took the quaffle from Rose and shot towards Molly. Lily was the first to recover from the suprise, and shot another bludger.
It knocked the quaffle from his hands, and Rose caught it. Remus waved his arms to her. She threw him the quaffle.
They both shot to Molly, throwing it back and forth. Someone whistled as Molly saved it. Something shot downwards out of the corner of Lily's eyes.
James pulled out of his dive, his arm in the air. The snitch struggled slightly. Lily fought the urge to cheer with everyone else. The boys, minus Arthur, landed. They waved everyone else down. Lily landed and crossed her arms. Remus grinned. "Come on, Lily. Smile."
She scowled and picked up her broom. She turned to the castle, but James coughed. "What?" She asked, irritated.
"Evans,Weasley,Rosemarta, and Clove? Do you-er-want to be on the team?" He gritted. Obviously, he was being forced to ask. Remus grinned but Sirius glowered.
"Sure." Arthur grinned. Molly, Rose, and Lily exchanged looks. Molly spoke up, before Rose or Lily could turn them down. "We'll think about it."
"Fine. Tell me tomarrow." James turned. "Wait!" Lily yelled. "Tomarrow?! That's not alot of time to think!"
James ignored her and continued to walk to the castle. Sirius jogged after him, and Remus turned to Lily. "Look at it this way, Lily. Try it. If it gets in your way of school work or something, drop Quidditch. We'll find someone to replace you. But, to be honest, you're the best beater I've ever seen."
Arthur coughed. "You too, Arthur." Remus laughed. He turned back to Lily. "Please?"
Lily sighed. "Fine, I'll think about it. I'll tell you guys at lunch."
"Great!" He gave her a last smile, before running to James and Sirius.
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"Don't look at me like that, Molly." Lily whispered, the next day, as Molly beamed at her.
"I knew it! No girl in this school could turn down an offer from James Potter!" Molly giggled. Lily spun around at the Great Hall, but Rose grabbed her.
"Don't say it like that! I think I'm going to throw up..." Rose muttured, turning Lily around.
James looked up from his lunch as Lily, Molly, and Rose sat in front of him. "Well?" He said thickly, adjusting his glasses.
"Yes." Lily said, tonelessly.
"Fine. Quidditch practice tonight after dinner. Don't be late." He got up, and grabbing his bag, he left.
"So much for having the day to myself." Lily groaned as Molly and Rose exchanged high-fives.
"Let's go tell Hagrid!" Rose squealed.
They ran out to his cabin and he opened the door. " 'Ello, gurls! What 're ye doin' 'ere?"
"We're on the team!"
"You play fer Griffindor? Th's great, L'ly!"
"Not just me. Rose and Molly, too." She muttured. Hagrid cocked an eyebrow.
"Dun sound so happy about it, L'ly. Calm yer self." He laughed. Lily sighed. "It's not that I'm not happy about playing Quidditch. It's James Potter. He's captain. I can't stand him."
Hagrid shook his head. "I know. I can hear yer two fightn' in there, from out 'ere."
Molly giggled. Lily checked her watch and grabbed her hair. "I have a test in Charms tomarrow! I have to go!"
They said a quick good-bye and ran into the castle. Lily and Molly turned, but Rose stopped. "What?!" Lily asked.
"I didn't eat lunch. I'm stopping by the kitchens. You go ahead."
They nodded and ran up the stairs to the common room. Rose rubbed her stomach and walked down the corridor. Turning a corridor, she ran into something hard. She fell back and hit her head on the floor. Her hood flew up, and she passed out.
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Sirius grabbed the corner to balance himself, but the girl fell back, and didn't move. Dropping the apple he was eating, he knelt by her.
"Are you alright?" He asked, uncertain. This was Lupin's department, to heal bruises and gashes they got from Quidditch. But he was in the common room, studying.
The girl didn't answer and Sirius reached up and pulled off her hood. He took a step back. Rose's head rolled limply to the side. He looked around. No one was around. Sighing, he knelt next to her again.
Pointing his wand at Rose, her eyes snapped open. They both froze. Rose suddenly sat up and hit their foreheads together. Sirius remembered himself and grunted, "Watch it, Rosemarta!"
"What are you doing?!" She groaned. She glared at him and he gaped. "I didn't know your eyes were blue." He muttured under his breathe.
"What?" She sighed, exasperated.
"Nothing!" He stood up, and leaned on the wall. She struggled up and leaned on the wall next to him. She took a step and crumbled to the floor.
"Are you alright?!" Sirius asked, before he could stop himself.
She pulled up her pants' leg and inspected her ankle. "Twisted." she muttured to herself.
"Yes, you are. Do you need help?"
She looked up sharply. "Sirius Black, offering help? Where's your partners in crime? Hiding behind a statue?"
Her words stung him and he stepped back. "Fine. Crawl to the Hospital Wing." He turned, but she called out, "Wait!"
He turned around, triumphant. "Yes?" he said, innocently.
Rose sighed and mumbled something.
"Sorry? I didn't catch that." Sirius grinned, evilly. She pulled a lock of black hair out of her face and glared up at him. "Can you *please* help me to the Hospital Wing?"
"Why don't you heal it yourself?" He asked, crossing his arms.
"Healing things isn't my strong point. Can you heal it?"
"Healing isn't my subject, either."
"Alright. So, can you help at all?"
Sirius uncrossed his arms and knelt next to her. "What can I do?"
Rose cocked her eyebrows. "Well, you can start by helping me up."
Sirius wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her up. She hopped slightly on her good ankle and leaned on him. The top of her head came up to his chin and he chuckled. "What?" she snapped.
"You're tickling me." He grinned as she tightened her hold on his side. She cocked her eyebrows. "Black? Are you tickilish?"
Sirius realized his mistake and he groaned. "If you say a word to anyone, I'll twist your other ankle."
She giggled, suprising him. "Relax. I won't say a word. But I automatically get the right to tickle you if you tease me."
Sirius laughed. "Are you flirting with me?"
She stopped giggling. "No! Let's get to the Hospital Wing. Please?"
After walking a few steps, Sirius stopped. "This isn't working." And, before Rose could say anything, he scooped her up and continued walking.
"BLACK! Put me down! Stop it! What are you doing?!" She squealed. She struggled and Sirius adjusted his grip on her, so that her arms fell around his neck.
He stopped walking and looked at her. She turned red and dropped her arms. He continued to walk, trying to ignore the way her hands were on his chest. He kicked the door of the Hospital Wing open, and Madame Pomfrey leapt to her feet. Her daughter, Poppy, screamed.
Sitting Rose gently on the closest bed, he turned to the nurse, and her 15-year old daughter. "Twisted ankle."
He turned to the door but Rose called out again. "Sirius!"
He stopped at the use of his first name and stuck his head back in the doorway. "What?"
"I'm in debt to you, you know."
He laughed. "No, you're not. Just promise me you'd do the same for me if it happens the other way around."
"Sure, but I don't think I'll be able to carry you." She smiled and Sirius nodded, and left.
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MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Boom ya! Situations, situations. Anyways, REVIEW! pwezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz?