Chapter 6:
Friends
The two girls gave they're respective boyfriends kisses on the cheeks (Willow to Remus and Lily to James). Willow forcefully dragged Lily along, up the stairs to their dormitory.
"You and James??? What? When? Huh!? YOU CONFUSE ME!" Willow screamed, when they had firmly shut the door behind them.
"James and I. going out. Today. And yes, I know, it happens to be my job." Came Lily's reply.
She looked at Lily imploringly "Ag! I have to go, Leif needs her medicine. But you sit, and you stay and you do nothing, until I return." Willow finished with mock authority. She tossed her blonde tipped brown curls, blinked her hazel eyes, nodded her head and exited.
Lily sighed; her friend was such a nut-case. She resignedly stood up from the bed she had whence occupied, and followed the tall girl from the dorm.
As they entered the common room, they saw Remus and James, head close together talking quietly about something or another. Most likely they were plotting some sort of escapade.
"Bye, guys," Willow called, it was kind of funny, how Lily and Willow were friends. They were polar opposites. Not just in looks, but in personality too. Lily had straight long, ruby red hair, bright emerald green eyes and a fair, pale complexion. And she was tiny, only 5'3", but Willow was tall, 5'9". Now Lily's best girl friend, had curly brown hair, with blonde tips that only came to her shoulders, soft hazel eyes, and tan skin.
Now they're personalities; that was a whole different cup of tea. Lily was quiet, reserved and all together shy. In the other cup, was Willow, loud, sarcastic and an all around lunatic (Not really, but she was constantly hyper, so it was hard to tell the difference.)
They waved to each other and two girls left the boys about their business. They ventured through the halls of the huge school and into the Ravenclaw commons, as Leif, Willow's 12 year old sister, was in that house. Lily shrunk back behind her friend as they trekked through the common room, Willow every once in a while waved, or shouted a 'Hi'. As they reached the second year Girls' dormitory, they heard a horrendously loud cough, followed by.
Thump!
"OWWWWW!"
Willow rolled her eyes, sighed and rushed into the room. There, lie Lief, sprawled across the ground, tangled in bed sheets, coughing and moaning all at once.
"Oh god, you inept child, what did you do this time?" Inquired Willow to the dark haired girl in what seemed like a most uncomfortable position on the hard wood floor, as she sped over to help (More like yank) her sister from the knot of bedspreads she was caught in.
"I coughed," Leif explained in a throaty, sickly voice "And fell -COUGH-" Looking at Willow and Lily through watery pale green eyes.
"Well anyhoo," Willow said, rolling her own eyes "Here are your cough drops" She explained tossing her sister the package.
Leif looked at it skeptically "Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Cough Drops?" She inquired her voice rough.
"Mm hmm, now open wide!" The taller girl said softer than usual. Even though the two sisters didn't always get along, you could tell they cared about one another. At that moment the other girls were laughing, as Willow had just tried to give Leif a vile of Pepper-up potion who coughed when the liquid had just made it in her mouth, spluttering it everywhere.
And for a tiny glinting second, utter jealousy passed through Lily's eyes. She and her sister had always gotten along, until Petunia had met her fiancée. This Vernon Dursley loathed Lily for what she was, and her sister, being the follower, mimicked his hatred.
Right then, as Lily's eyes were welling up with tears, she chanced a glance at her friend. The older sister was stroking the sickly girl's hair lovingly and tucking her into bed. The red head's impending waterworks chose that moment to burst, and she ran out of the room and straight back to her own tower.
The sisters shrugged at each other, "You just get some rest, and I'll be back in about an hour." Willow kissed the top of Leif's forehead and hastily exited the dorm, quickly following her friend's tracks.
Lily ran through the portrait, only stopping to gurgle out the password. She covered her face as she stumbled, hoping to find entrance to her dorm before someone found her, no such luck. Amidst her blind grasping for the staircase she crashed into someone, hard. The girl's kindness over-threw her horrible mood as she wiped her eyes, quickly reaching out to help the fallen person.
"Oh my! Are you alright?"
"Hun, I think a better question is, are YOU alright?" James said, voice dripping with concern, as he took the extended hand his girlfriend was offering.
"Mm, yeah, I'm Ok. I was just with the two angel sisters, that's all." Lily said that last statement, voice dripping with sarcasm. It was something James had never seen before, and he didn't like it. He wanted to do anything he could to wash away the distraught look in her eyes, the venom in her speech; he just reached out and held the girl tight, stroking her ruby tresses. He brought her over to the couch, and sat her on his lap. James was very tempted to say 'And what would YOU like for Christmas little girl?' but he knew that this was not the time, especially when his girlfriend was crying her eyes out on his shoulder.
Moments after this affectionate act occurred, one tall, dark, and handsome seventh year strode threw the portrait, "Oh honey I'm HOOOOOME!" He shouted imitating that muggle television show he had seen once, or maybe it was a movie. Oh well. Immediately he was flanked by at least six or seven girls, of varying ages.
"Oh! Why are you back so early?"
"My! You have gotten even hotter since you left!"
"It's a Hogsmeade weekend! You are going to take ME, right?"
Those were only some of the statements flying this stranger's way. He shook his shaggy head of hair like he was God's gift to women, which probably was the case, and replied haughtily, "Girls, girls, girls! I just got back, allow me to go see my friends, and then I will grace you with my presence."
It was exactly like one of those cheesy 50's movies, where all the women were degraded. But you could see the mischief in his eyes, he was only joking. I don't think the girls knew that though.
Scanning the common room he grazed over everyone, mentally narrating everything going on, 'People playing chess, people doing homework, Lily in James' lap' HOLD ON A TIC! Lily in James' lap?! He ran up to the couple.
"What in the name of all that is good and holy is going ON!" He screamed. James looked up from kissing the top of his girlfriend's head and thanked the stars that Lily slept like a rock.
"Sirius! How are you, Padfoot!" the loving boyfriend exclaimed as quiet as he could, so that he would not wake the sleeping girl whom he was now attempting to levitate up the steps.
"Are you and. igib. gig. bidd. lil. AHHHHH!" Sirius gibbered, seeming to be at a loss for words.
Friends
The two girls gave they're respective boyfriends kisses on the cheeks (Willow to Remus and Lily to James). Willow forcefully dragged Lily along, up the stairs to their dormitory.
"You and James??? What? When? Huh!? YOU CONFUSE ME!" Willow screamed, when they had firmly shut the door behind them.
"James and I. going out. Today. And yes, I know, it happens to be my job." Came Lily's reply.
She looked at Lily imploringly "Ag! I have to go, Leif needs her medicine. But you sit, and you stay and you do nothing, until I return." Willow finished with mock authority. She tossed her blonde tipped brown curls, blinked her hazel eyes, nodded her head and exited.
Lily sighed; her friend was such a nut-case. She resignedly stood up from the bed she had whence occupied, and followed the tall girl from the dorm.
As they entered the common room, they saw Remus and James, head close together talking quietly about something or another. Most likely they were plotting some sort of escapade.
"Bye, guys," Willow called, it was kind of funny, how Lily and Willow were friends. They were polar opposites. Not just in looks, but in personality too. Lily had straight long, ruby red hair, bright emerald green eyes and a fair, pale complexion. And she was tiny, only 5'3", but Willow was tall, 5'9". Now Lily's best girl friend, had curly brown hair, with blonde tips that only came to her shoulders, soft hazel eyes, and tan skin.
Now they're personalities; that was a whole different cup of tea. Lily was quiet, reserved and all together shy. In the other cup, was Willow, loud, sarcastic and an all around lunatic (Not really, but she was constantly hyper, so it was hard to tell the difference.)
They waved to each other and two girls left the boys about their business. They ventured through the halls of the huge school and into the Ravenclaw commons, as Leif, Willow's 12 year old sister, was in that house. Lily shrunk back behind her friend as they trekked through the common room, Willow every once in a while waved, or shouted a 'Hi'. As they reached the second year Girls' dormitory, they heard a horrendously loud cough, followed by.
Thump!
"OWWWWW!"
Willow rolled her eyes, sighed and rushed into the room. There, lie Lief, sprawled across the ground, tangled in bed sheets, coughing and moaning all at once.
"Oh god, you inept child, what did you do this time?" Inquired Willow to the dark haired girl in what seemed like a most uncomfortable position on the hard wood floor, as she sped over to help (More like yank) her sister from the knot of bedspreads she was caught in.
"I coughed," Leif explained in a throaty, sickly voice "And fell -COUGH-" Looking at Willow and Lily through watery pale green eyes.
"Well anyhoo," Willow said, rolling her own eyes "Here are your cough drops" She explained tossing her sister the package.
Leif looked at it skeptically "Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Cough Drops?" She inquired her voice rough.
"Mm hmm, now open wide!" The taller girl said softer than usual. Even though the two sisters didn't always get along, you could tell they cared about one another. At that moment the other girls were laughing, as Willow had just tried to give Leif a vile of Pepper-up potion who coughed when the liquid had just made it in her mouth, spluttering it everywhere.
And for a tiny glinting second, utter jealousy passed through Lily's eyes. She and her sister had always gotten along, until Petunia had met her fiancée. This Vernon Dursley loathed Lily for what she was, and her sister, being the follower, mimicked his hatred.
Right then, as Lily's eyes were welling up with tears, she chanced a glance at her friend. The older sister was stroking the sickly girl's hair lovingly and tucking her into bed. The red head's impending waterworks chose that moment to burst, and she ran out of the room and straight back to her own tower.
The sisters shrugged at each other, "You just get some rest, and I'll be back in about an hour." Willow kissed the top of Leif's forehead and hastily exited the dorm, quickly following her friend's tracks.
Lily ran through the portrait, only stopping to gurgle out the password. She covered her face as she stumbled, hoping to find entrance to her dorm before someone found her, no such luck. Amidst her blind grasping for the staircase she crashed into someone, hard. The girl's kindness over-threw her horrible mood as she wiped her eyes, quickly reaching out to help the fallen person.
"Oh my! Are you alright?"
"Hun, I think a better question is, are YOU alright?" James said, voice dripping with concern, as he took the extended hand his girlfriend was offering.
"Mm, yeah, I'm Ok. I was just with the two angel sisters, that's all." Lily said that last statement, voice dripping with sarcasm. It was something James had never seen before, and he didn't like it. He wanted to do anything he could to wash away the distraught look in her eyes, the venom in her speech; he just reached out and held the girl tight, stroking her ruby tresses. He brought her over to the couch, and sat her on his lap. James was very tempted to say 'And what would YOU like for Christmas little girl?' but he knew that this was not the time, especially when his girlfriend was crying her eyes out on his shoulder.
Moments after this affectionate act occurred, one tall, dark, and handsome seventh year strode threw the portrait, "Oh honey I'm HOOOOOME!" He shouted imitating that muggle television show he had seen once, or maybe it was a movie. Oh well. Immediately he was flanked by at least six or seven girls, of varying ages.
"Oh! Why are you back so early?"
"My! You have gotten even hotter since you left!"
"It's a Hogsmeade weekend! You are going to take ME, right?"
Those were only some of the statements flying this stranger's way. He shook his shaggy head of hair like he was God's gift to women, which probably was the case, and replied haughtily, "Girls, girls, girls! I just got back, allow me to go see my friends, and then I will grace you with my presence."
It was exactly like one of those cheesy 50's movies, where all the women were degraded. But you could see the mischief in his eyes, he was only joking. I don't think the girls knew that though.
Scanning the common room he grazed over everyone, mentally narrating everything going on, 'People playing chess, people doing homework, Lily in James' lap' HOLD ON A TIC! Lily in James' lap?! He ran up to the couple.
"What in the name of all that is good and holy is going ON!" He screamed. James looked up from kissing the top of his girlfriend's head and thanked the stars that Lily slept like a rock.
"Sirius! How are you, Padfoot!" the loving boyfriend exclaimed as quiet as he could, so that he would not wake the sleeping girl whom he was now attempting to levitate up the steps.
"Are you and. igib. gig. bidd. lil. AHHHHH!" Sirius gibbered, seeming to be at a loss for words.