********* Second Star To The Right And Straight On 'til Morning
Peter plopped down on the bed. A very audible sigh of content was heard in the boy's dormitory.
"Great being back in the love shack", Sirius said stretching. You could clearly see the smile on his face once he realised that his last sentence rhymed.
"Why isn't my bed at home like this?" Peter's muffled voice came from the pillows.
"I'm taking that as a rhetorical question, and advising Sirius to drop his comments about summer hygiene at the Pettigrew's."
"Now, look here Remus that was completely uncalled for."
"You know Prongs, I think that if you stare just a bit more to the left there you might be able to see into the Girls room", Remus continued, ignoring Sirius' attempt at coming off as an innocent teenage boy.
"Really?" Sirius asked shuffling as fast as he could over to James's bed and looking intently at the wall. James looked questioningly up at his delusional best mate, and tried to persuade Remus that he was just thinking about.
"Lily", Sirius supplied.
"What Lily was wearing today", Remus added.
"What Lily's wearing right now", Peter commented before shooting a wolfish grin at Sirius, who gave his approval of the insinuation by giving him a high five. James reddened and buried his head in his pillow.
"I did not think such an absurd and juvenile thought", he protested rather meekly.
"Prongs, do ye really think you have a chance with her if you never do anything to show your feelings?" Sirius asked reasonably.
"Mate, she won't say no to you, she obviously fancies you as well", Remus said sincerely.
"It's not obvious to me", James muttered.
"Well, you DO have glasses you four-eyed nitwit." Sirius started-
"Oh, bugger off will you?"
"Why? Where?" Sirius mock threw out his arms in mid air so as to ask the Nothing for the answer.
"You've fancied her pants off for all of summer, and the first thing you say to her is 'Have a nice summer Lily?'" Remus continued.
"Wha'? What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing if you want to come off as a sun deprived child with a puppy love to match the energy of the sun."
"You didn't even kiss her! That's just cold mate", Peter shook his head.
"I was afraid she'd think me clingy, or taking advantage of her."
"Taking advantage of her? A peck on the cheek? Tell me, when did you become this holy saint? What is snogging to you if can't even give the girl a proper greeting?"
"You're a prat if you don't do something soon James, I saw Phil Makers lookin' mighty impressed with our fair maiden. You're no competition to the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain and Prefect unless you get your groove on", Sirius said trying to make him desperate.
"What am I supposed to say? 'Hey Lils, I've been drooling over you for the last months so kiss me why don't you?' "
"There's an in-between thing, James, and you know it. You're too bloody scared to do anything about it, and girls hate wankers."
"I know all that. It's jus'. We've been friends for so long, and if she doesn't like me like that, an' I start gushin' out my feelings for her. It'll never be the same again. It will be awkward, and she would start avoiding me, and."
"Lily's not like that. She's a sensible girl, and she's not worth it if she can't come to terms with you liking her."
"Don't say that, I'll be heartbroken for an eternity now."
"Yeah, I can picture it; "Sorry you lovely ladies, I'm just heartbroken. No, I'm not hurt. The name's Sappy, James Sappy." Sirius mocked, visualizing James hitting on girls years ahead.
"I don't understand you, this should be easy. Just tell her how you feel, and sweep her off her feet. You'll be snogging before you can say "Cheesy- Sleezy-TeenWitch-Pick-up-Lines".
"This isn't just a snog, Remus. I really like her, and she's my friend. I don't want to make any moves before I know she likes me even remotely the same way I feel about her."
"I say you should just make your move, and then see how she reacts."
"She's not a bloody light bulb, Peter! I can't just turn her on whenever I feel like confessing my . "
"Your." Sirius prompted.
"Your what exactly?" Remus asked genuinely curious.
"My. " James stammered. She wasn't a crush, and he was beginning to believe she was more than a mere infatuation. Probably because they were such good friends right? Right?
"Ehhrm, my strong obsession?" James asked uncertainly, looking at his friends for help to find out how deep this . thing. was in his heart.
"Sure. if that's what the youngsters call it these days."
"I remember the good old days when I was a lad', Remus sounded like an eighty year old man with plastic teeth, 'we called it lo."
He was interrupted by a pillow from James' direction.
"Shut your trap Moony. I'm going to sleep, we've got an early start tomorrow."
"Ogling the girls again at breakfast are you James?" Sirius asked.
James preferred a silence as an answer.
It unnerved Sirius to no end; he'd be up half the night pondering whether or not James would attack him during the twilight zone for his rude comment.
Alas, no attack, only a suspicious substance in his shoes the next day.
**** Review! It makes me happy. I might even listen to suggestions. Sorry about the previous version of this chapter. Disaster. My only excuse is that it looked mighty much better in Word. Thanks all reviewers so far! I'll get my bum up and about with a new chapter as soon as this imaginary jetlag passes.****
Peter plopped down on the bed. A very audible sigh of content was heard in the boy's dormitory.
"Great being back in the love shack", Sirius said stretching. You could clearly see the smile on his face once he realised that his last sentence rhymed.
"Why isn't my bed at home like this?" Peter's muffled voice came from the pillows.
"I'm taking that as a rhetorical question, and advising Sirius to drop his comments about summer hygiene at the Pettigrew's."
"Now, look here Remus that was completely uncalled for."
"You know Prongs, I think that if you stare just a bit more to the left there you might be able to see into the Girls room", Remus continued, ignoring Sirius' attempt at coming off as an innocent teenage boy.
"Really?" Sirius asked shuffling as fast as he could over to James's bed and looking intently at the wall. James looked questioningly up at his delusional best mate, and tried to persuade Remus that he was just thinking about.
"Lily", Sirius supplied.
"What Lily was wearing today", Remus added.
"What Lily's wearing right now", Peter commented before shooting a wolfish grin at Sirius, who gave his approval of the insinuation by giving him a high five. James reddened and buried his head in his pillow.
"I did not think such an absurd and juvenile thought", he protested rather meekly.
"Prongs, do ye really think you have a chance with her if you never do anything to show your feelings?" Sirius asked reasonably.
"Mate, she won't say no to you, she obviously fancies you as well", Remus said sincerely.
"It's not obvious to me", James muttered.
"Well, you DO have glasses you four-eyed nitwit." Sirius started-
"Oh, bugger off will you?"
"Why? Where?" Sirius mock threw out his arms in mid air so as to ask the Nothing for the answer.
"You've fancied her pants off for all of summer, and the first thing you say to her is 'Have a nice summer Lily?'" Remus continued.
"Wha'? What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing if you want to come off as a sun deprived child with a puppy love to match the energy of the sun."
"You didn't even kiss her! That's just cold mate", Peter shook his head.
"I was afraid she'd think me clingy, or taking advantage of her."
"Taking advantage of her? A peck on the cheek? Tell me, when did you become this holy saint? What is snogging to you if can't even give the girl a proper greeting?"
"You're a prat if you don't do something soon James, I saw Phil Makers lookin' mighty impressed with our fair maiden. You're no competition to the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain and Prefect unless you get your groove on", Sirius said trying to make him desperate.
"What am I supposed to say? 'Hey Lils, I've been drooling over you for the last months so kiss me why don't you?' "
"There's an in-between thing, James, and you know it. You're too bloody scared to do anything about it, and girls hate wankers."
"I know all that. It's jus'. We've been friends for so long, and if she doesn't like me like that, an' I start gushin' out my feelings for her. It'll never be the same again. It will be awkward, and she would start avoiding me, and."
"Lily's not like that. She's a sensible girl, and she's not worth it if she can't come to terms with you liking her."
"Don't say that, I'll be heartbroken for an eternity now."
"Yeah, I can picture it; "Sorry you lovely ladies, I'm just heartbroken. No, I'm not hurt. The name's Sappy, James Sappy." Sirius mocked, visualizing James hitting on girls years ahead.
"I don't understand you, this should be easy. Just tell her how you feel, and sweep her off her feet. You'll be snogging before you can say "Cheesy- Sleezy-TeenWitch-Pick-up-Lines".
"This isn't just a snog, Remus. I really like her, and she's my friend. I don't want to make any moves before I know she likes me even remotely the same way I feel about her."
"I say you should just make your move, and then see how she reacts."
"She's not a bloody light bulb, Peter! I can't just turn her on whenever I feel like confessing my . "
"Your." Sirius prompted.
"Your what exactly?" Remus asked genuinely curious.
"My. " James stammered. She wasn't a crush, and he was beginning to believe she was more than a mere infatuation. Probably because they were such good friends right? Right?
"Ehhrm, my strong obsession?" James asked uncertainly, looking at his friends for help to find out how deep this . thing. was in his heart.
"Sure. if that's what the youngsters call it these days."
"I remember the good old days when I was a lad', Remus sounded like an eighty year old man with plastic teeth, 'we called it lo."
He was interrupted by a pillow from James' direction.
"Shut your trap Moony. I'm going to sleep, we've got an early start tomorrow."
"Ogling the girls again at breakfast are you James?" Sirius asked.
James preferred a silence as an answer.
It unnerved Sirius to no end; he'd be up half the night pondering whether or not James would attack him during the twilight zone for his rude comment.
Alas, no attack, only a suspicious substance in his shoes the next day.
**** Review! It makes me happy. I might even listen to suggestions. Sorry about the previous version of this chapter. Disaster. My only excuse is that it looked mighty much better in Word. Thanks all reviewers so far! I'll get my bum up and about with a new chapter as soon as this imaginary jetlag passes.****