As Shelly walked away, James groaned and put his head back on the table. "Don't worry Prongs, It's only a whole personality make over," he said. James didn't say anything so he left. James wasn't sure how long he sat there, but some time after Sirius left, Lily came back down. She had forgotten her quill.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked as she reached under the table to pick up the forgotten item. "You look dead."
James didn't say anything, he just groaned and picked his head up off the table and gave her a dirty look. He'd start his 'Personality Make Over' tomorrow. When she looked up from where she was sitting on the floor trying to reach her quill, she burst into laughter. "Nice forehead, Potter,"
James glared at her and walked up to the dorm, not even bothering to say anything, or even groan. He walked up the stairs, all the way to the top to where the seventh year boys' dormitory was, and walked right over to a mirror. Not only did he have the lines of the table on his forehead, he also had some ink that someone before them must have been coloring the writing on the table in.
Not bothering to wash it off, he walked over to his bed and lay down, closing the curtains around him. Lily was right, what was wrong with him? He would normally look at the task of chasing a girl to be thrilling and fun. He often had to temporarily change parts of his personality to get girls, but this time…
I'll start tomorrow, He vowed to himself just before he fell asleep. He could vaguely hear people walking around, he wasn't sure if it was morning or night, but he didn't want to find out. He was still exhausted. Just as he was finally about to fall back asleep fully, Remus ripped the hangings around his bed, letting the sun to wake him up the rest of the way.
That day in charms, James decided that he'd start a small part of changing, or in Sirius's words, deflating. He decided that he would not ask her to pass him anything like he usually did. He decided that He'd just get up and get it himself, and get hers too. Lily didn't like this.
"I'm perfectly capable of getting my OWN tea cup Potter, I don't need you to get it for me!" she yelled her face red with anger and her eyes flashing.
"Damn, I was just being nice," James yelled back, "If it means that much to you, Princess Lily, I'll take the damn thing back and you can get it yourself." Lily just stared at him, what he said was sinking in, and he instantly knew it was a mistake.
Five spells, a lot of swearing, and three detentions later, James was in Dumbledore's Office, along with Lily.
Dumbledore sighed and put his glasses down on the desk that was covered in papers and trinkets. He rubbed his temples slightly as looked at the two head students. James had no bones in his left hand, his skin was silver in stead of its normal tan, and his robes flashed different colors. Lily, on the other hand, was polka dotted, and her red hair was standing up on end.
"So this all happened because Mr. Potter brought you a tea cup in charms class?" Dumbledore asked. The two students nodded and then went back to glaring at each other. "Well, I can't take away the detentions, so you'll be serving them in the library. Make sure you take your ball planning materials with you, even if you are in detention, we need a ball." With that the headmaster dismissed them.
"Way to go Potter," Lily said, once they were out of ear shot of the headmaster. "This is all your fault you know that right?"
"My fault? If you were actually like a normal person, then you would have taken the fucking tea cup and said 'Thank you Potter,' but no, I don't know what I was thinking when I decided that I would change every thing I am for you," James shouted, he was going to say more, but then he realized what he said.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Lily asked as James ran into her. She had stopped dead when she heard what he had said.
"Nothing, never mind forget I said anything," He pushed passed her and went back to the common room, completely skipping the rest of Charms. Why did I say that! Why? He thought to himself as he sat down on the couch. God James you're so dumb. Of all the stupid things you could have said, you picked the stupidest of them all.
That evening, after dinner, Lily and James made there way to the library in silence, they didn't even throw insults at each other. It was perhaps the best they had ever gotten along. They each sat at a different end of the table. Lily worked on decorations and refreshments, while James worked on writing letters to the bands to see who would be willing to play.
"Hey Evans, how do you spell entertainment? Is it with an 'I' or an 'E'?" James asked, looking up from the letter he was writing to a band called the weird Sisters, who were just starting out and still weren't very popular.
Lily thought about this for a minute or two. "'E' I think," she said, and then looked back down to her paper that she was scribbling notes on. "Do you think we should have Blue streamers and Silver balloons, silver streamers and blue balloons, or both colors of each?" she asked, biting the tip of her quill.
"Both," he said, folding the letter and giving it to one of the school owls they had brought down to send the letters off with. "What color candles are you going to have?" he asked, as he started the next letter to the Tricky Tricksters.
"I was thinking blue, with silver holders, or would that be too tacky?" she asked, filling out an order form for the candy from Honeydukes.
"No, its fine," he said, singing the letter for both him and Lily and tying it to the leg of the last owl. "I'm done, what do you want me to do?"
Lily glanced at her watch, "We can leave now if you want, just finish the rest of it tomorrow night, and then do the finishing touches on Thursday."
"Alright, see you later Evans," he gathered his things, and left her there at the table. Did I just have a civil conversation with Lil- Evans?
Lily sat at the table, watching James leave. She sighed and went back to getting her things together. When she picked up the book that James had found so funny the night before, "The Best Balls", she found a piece of parchment with her name on it. She didn't recognize the writing, but she pocketed it anyway.
When James got back to the common room, he looked around for his friends. He found Sirius and Peter playing chess and Remus going down the stairs from the dormitories. Sirius looked up from his game when he saw James.
"Well? How'd it go? Did you give her the note?" he asked, not noticing Peter switching two of the pieces on the board around.
"No, I told you I wouldn't. It was completely stupid! You wanted me to give her that crap?" James said, shaking his head and laughing at the look on his best friends face.
"Well, It always works for me," Sirius said, shrugging his shoulders and going back to his chess game. "Wormtail, you cheated,"
"Damn you, how'd you know?" he asked, moving all the pieces back to their original places on the board.
"I have my ways," he said simply, moving one of his pieces. Peter rolled his eyes and then turned his attention to James. "So how was detention with Miss Lily?"
James sighed. "It was interesting, very interesting," he shook his head. "She was actually being civil with me, and we're almost done with all this stupid planning crap." He sat down on a chair and watched the rest of his friends' chess game. Some how Peter had managed to win without cheating. He was more of an exploding snap person than a chess person he always said.
Well, if things keep going like this, then by the time I've completely changed she'll like me.
a/n: Well there's part two! Thank you to my wonderful reviewers for the last chapter. Marie, Ron Weasley , and Dude Where's My Cheese. I hope this was a fast enough update for you all! Well, I'm off to clean the front porch, as if you all care…lol