A. N. : Wow! Glad you liked the fic so much! I'm just glad to get rid of that excruciating plot bunny. I actually didn't like that chapter so much. I think I'll enjoy this one though. *smirk*

Oh yeah, last chapter I forgot to say how every song will be a new year. So, for all you math wizards and witches, this would be their second year. *golf clap for everyone who got it right*

I have some horrible news though. There will be no Jen in this fic. I know! It's sad! Please refrain from crying. I'll see about next chapter! Which, I need ideas for, so leave a review and suggest a song!

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Twenty Years Of Love and Hate Songs

Chapter Two: I Hate Her, Too!

James Potter was positively drunk. Which was thanks to Sirius Black. They were currently in the Kitchens, but you could have told James they were in Alaska and he would have believed you.

Sirius brought him down here about an hour ago. James' parents died yesterday, thanks to the one, the only, Voldemort. Lily tried to help him, but he felt stupid. Now that his parents were dead, the betrothal was off, so they shouldn't be dating anymore. Except for the fact he still liked her.

Finally, Lily got mad at him for being so stubborn and left. Which led James to believe that she hated him. Which he voiced out loud at that very moment.

"Sirius. She hates me. She," James says something, but it was unheard because at that moment, a house elf screeched, "hates me."

Suddenly, music comes from no where (Causing a few house elves to run in fear) and James suddenly starts singing (Horribly off-key and hitting a few notes. Well he is twelve…*wink wink*).

"Met a girl, thought she was grand. Fell in love, found out first hand! Went well for a week or two! Then it all came unglued!"

Sirius' eyes glaze over, "Glue?" He said slowly, and then began running around the Kitchens looking for some.

"In a trapped trip I can't grip! Never thought I'd be the one who'd slip! Then I started to realise, I was living one big lie! She," A house elf sneezes, then continues running away from Sirius, "Hates me! Trust! She," The house elf then sneezes again, "Hates me! La la la love! I tried too hard and she tore my feelings like I had none and ripped them away!"

Sirius stopped looking for glue when he hard the groovy song James was jamming to. He starts dancing Sirius way (Dumbledore meets McGonagall dancing), consisting of him moving all his limbs in a different direction while bopping his head.

"She was queen for about an hour. After that," Instead of a sneeze, a house elf randomly yells 'Moose!', "Got sour!" ((A. N.: Poor sour moose…)) "She took all I ever had! No sign of guilt! No feeling of bad! No!"

James began bopping his head, but suddenly got a headache. "In a trapped trip I can't grip never thought I'd be the one who'd slip! Then I started to realize, I was living one big lie!"

Sirius stops his insane dance to pat his drunken friend on the shoulder, "I've been living a huge lie, too, man." He looks around sneakily, "I've been lying about my eye colour. It's really…" He glances around again, and then whispers his eye colour into James' ear, who at the moment, couldn't care less.

Because he was so drunk ((A. N. And the author so bored)), James totally skipped over the chorus, "That's my story, as you see! Learned my lesson and so did she!" He points an accusing finger at Sirius…if Sirius was ten feet to the left, "Now it's over and I'm glad! Cause I'm a fool, for all I've said!"

"She," That annoying house elf sneezes again, "Hates me! Trust! She," Sirius yells, "I command you not to sneeze!" "Hates me! La la la love! I tried too hard and she tore my feelings like I had none and ripped them away! La la la la la la la la la love! Trust! La la la la la la la la la love! Trust! And she tore my feelings like I had none." Suddenly, a dramatic pause comes along. Since James is so drunk, he doesn't see Sirius pointing at the door, looking very scared, "She fucking hates me!"

Lily walked into the Kitchens and glared at her drunk boyfriend, then to Sirius, then back to James, "I told you not to cuss, James," That pesky house elf sneezes again (Poor dear had allergies), "Potter! And don't you dare get him drunk, ever again, Sirius Black or I will hex you into the future!" Lily drags (Literally) out of the Kitchens, leaving Sirius alone with the house elves.

Sirius shrugs, "Sounds fun!" Then he begins looking for the glue again.

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Disclaimer: I own…the sneezing house elf. Sorry for the cuss at the end. Everything else belongs to J. K. Rowling. Bless her soul. Oh wait…she didn't write that song did she? Zut! Fine, She Hates Me is by Puddle of Mudd.

A. N.: I hope you liked this chapter as much as I liked writing it!