"James?"
James nearly dropped his quill, whipping around to face his bothersome company. A pair of vivid green circles flashed at him in a shadow.
"Lily!" He set down his quill. "What are you doing?"
"I want to talk to you," She smiled kindly. "I want to talk about that cheap shot you took at Severus Snape."
He groaned and pushed away the letter he had been writing, pulling out a chair for her.
"Come on, Evans; You heard him. He was practically asking for it."
"I never heard him say 'Potter, kindly try to zap me while I turn away to see the girl I fancy'. When is this going to stop? When are you going to grow up, James?"
"Date me and you can tell me when, Lily," He smiled sweetly, patting her hand.
"James, if I ever consider going out with you, it will not be because you have bribed me," She narrowed her eyes and slid her hand away. "Have a nice night, Potter."
James watched her walk swiftly out of the dimming library for a moment, then gathered up his things.
"Lily! Come on, Lily, wait!"
She stopped, turning to face him with a cold look.
"What do you want now, James?"
"Lily, why are so defensive about Snape?" He asked, setting his hastily stuffed bag beside him. "I mean, what has that little whelp ever done for you?"
"James, do you know anything about Ty Filine?"
He looked at a bit of a loss and then nodded. "I know she'd be a prefect if she didn't mess about so much."
"So you know nothing."
"Now, Come on, Lil-"
"She's my best friend," Lily sighed. "No one knew that she existed until she stepped off the train in third year and she was different," Lily smiled. "That's when I met her. She was more confident than I was, more rebellious, and her hair was a lush snow silver," She shook her head. "She was so happy that year. She started over."
"Well, it sounds like it was needed, I mean, if she was invisible without needing a cloak..."
The cold look that had vanished from Lily's eyes doubled back and she turned, stalking off with stiff knees.
"Oh, come off it, Lily!"
"Those are just beautiful sentiments, Potter," She said hotly. "I don't want to hear this."
James leaned against the wall and wondered what road he was trying to access when he tried to speak to Lily Evans. Was it blocked because she had no feelings, or because he was too arrogant? He brushed his thoughts away and started down the corridor heading to the doors; some cold air was exactly what he needed to clear his head.
Ty smiled a little, feeling her cheeks sting under frigid wind that pressed against her tear trails. She thought about what all had happened that afternoon would do her the relastionships she had forged; she refused to give up Severus, But she couldn't let Sirius and Remus get caught in the crossfire of Severus Snape and James Potter. She cringed as more tears cut down her icy face, the winds circling her in wide, cold rings.
Jame sighed, watching her from his place high above the field. Her knees buckled and she hit the ground hard with one hand and pressed the other against her face, her chest heaving. He doubted if Lily had ever seen her cry. Her heard her moan, her skirt fluttering in the wind and snowflakes that were starting to fall beginning to melt against her legs. He screwed up his pride and approached her spot on the ground slowly, dismounting easily.
"Hey, Ty?"
She hurriedly wiped her eyes and stood, looking at him hotly.
"Yes?"
"I wanted to apologize," James ran his hand through his hair, pushing it out of his face. "I know you're-well, you're-"
"In love?"
His eyes, which had studied his broomstick, snapped up. She looked away, her skin flushing.
"You're in Love with Severus Snape?!"
"Shut up, James!" She glared at him, his voice echoing across the cold field. "I don't know! But there is something that keeps me dreaming of him, and I don't want to have relive the courtyard again, alright?"
"I'm sorry, Ty, I really am," He gave her a charming smile. "I didn't mean him any *real* harm, you know that right? It's all just-"
"It's just one big pissing contest, James," She smiled at him gently. "I know it is. But I also know that if I find out you're trying to hurt him again, I can't be held responsible for my actions. Right, James?"
"Right," He nodded. "Come on, let me escort you in then, eh Ms. Filine?"
She smiled feebly, placing a weak hand on the crook of his elbow.
Ty awoke the next morning to find a large fawn owl at the foot of her bed, a small piece of folded parchment in her beak. She tilted her head and regarded her with wide yellow eyes.
"Mornin' Avalon," She smiled sleepily, reaching out to stroke the bird. Her fingers were intercepted by a small orange and black tabby cat. Little amber eyes looked up at her, slitted.
"Oh, stop it, Wren!" Ty scooped her up, taking the parchment and and plopping the kitten into her lap.
"Did it find you?" Lily pushed into the room, grinning. "Oooh, it did! Isn't it beautiful?" She rushed over, stroking the owl appreciatively.
"This is Avalon. She belongs to Sev," Ty beamed. "Severus owns the most beautiful bird."
Avalon beamed while Wren gave a bitter mew, treading a claw lightly across Ty's hand.
"Bird, Wren, bird! Cor, if you aren't the proudest little cat I ever saw!" She touched a finger to the owl's beak. "I don't have anything I can give you now, but I'll make it up later, promise."
Avalon bobbed her head understandingly, affectionately nipping Ty's knuckles. She squeezed out of her window as Lily pushed it open.
"Now, to the letter!" She smirked, reading through it before spreading it on the bed, smiling broadly.
Lily lay down on her stomach next to her, her face lit by the shimmering green ink.
centerTy,
I have to apologize for yesterday; it should not have happened that way.
We're going down to the field tonight so that I can make it up to you.
Dress appropriately.
My heart,
Severus/center
"Oooooooh!" Lily Squealed, squeezing Ty's hand. "How romantic!"
"Well, he's awfully vague here," She said, smiling despite herself. She reached back behind her, picking up the tiny kitten. "Are you up to a little in-school favours, Wren?"
She mewled in such a way that Lily could've sworn she'd smiled, batting a small black socked paw at Ty's nose.
James nearly dropped his quill, whipping around to face his bothersome company. A pair of vivid green circles flashed at him in a shadow.
"Lily!" He set down his quill. "What are you doing?"
"I want to talk to you," She smiled kindly. "I want to talk about that cheap shot you took at Severus Snape."
He groaned and pushed away the letter he had been writing, pulling out a chair for her.
"Come on, Evans; You heard him. He was practically asking for it."
"I never heard him say 'Potter, kindly try to zap me while I turn away to see the girl I fancy'. When is this going to stop? When are you going to grow up, James?"
"Date me and you can tell me when, Lily," He smiled sweetly, patting her hand.
"James, if I ever consider going out with you, it will not be because you have bribed me," She narrowed her eyes and slid her hand away. "Have a nice night, Potter."
James watched her walk swiftly out of the dimming library for a moment, then gathered up his things.
"Lily! Come on, Lily, wait!"
She stopped, turning to face him with a cold look.
"What do you want now, James?"
"Lily, why are so defensive about Snape?" He asked, setting his hastily stuffed bag beside him. "I mean, what has that little whelp ever done for you?"
"James, do you know anything about Ty Filine?"
He looked at a bit of a loss and then nodded. "I know she'd be a prefect if she didn't mess about so much."
"So you know nothing."
"Now, Come on, Lil-"
"She's my best friend," Lily sighed. "No one knew that she existed until she stepped off the train in third year and she was different," Lily smiled. "That's when I met her. She was more confident than I was, more rebellious, and her hair was a lush snow silver," She shook her head. "She was so happy that year. She started over."
"Well, it sounds like it was needed, I mean, if she was invisible without needing a cloak..."
The cold look that had vanished from Lily's eyes doubled back and she turned, stalking off with stiff knees.
"Oh, come off it, Lily!"
"Those are just beautiful sentiments, Potter," She said hotly. "I don't want to hear this."
James leaned against the wall and wondered what road he was trying to access when he tried to speak to Lily Evans. Was it blocked because she had no feelings, or because he was too arrogant? He brushed his thoughts away and started down the corridor heading to the doors; some cold air was exactly what he needed to clear his head.
Ty smiled a little, feeling her cheeks sting under frigid wind that pressed against her tear trails. She thought about what all had happened that afternoon would do her the relastionships she had forged; she refused to give up Severus, But she couldn't let Sirius and Remus get caught in the crossfire of Severus Snape and James Potter. She cringed as more tears cut down her icy face, the winds circling her in wide, cold rings.
Jame sighed, watching her from his place high above the field. Her knees buckled and she hit the ground hard with one hand and pressed the other against her face, her chest heaving. He doubted if Lily had ever seen her cry. Her heard her moan, her skirt fluttering in the wind and snowflakes that were starting to fall beginning to melt against her legs. He screwed up his pride and approached her spot on the ground slowly, dismounting easily.
"Hey, Ty?"
She hurriedly wiped her eyes and stood, looking at him hotly.
"Yes?"
"I wanted to apologize," James ran his hand through his hair, pushing it out of his face. "I know you're-well, you're-"
"In love?"
His eyes, which had studied his broomstick, snapped up. She looked away, her skin flushing.
"You're in Love with Severus Snape?!"
"Shut up, James!" She glared at him, his voice echoing across the cold field. "I don't know! But there is something that keeps me dreaming of him, and I don't want to have relive the courtyard again, alright?"
"I'm sorry, Ty, I really am," He gave her a charming smile. "I didn't mean him any *real* harm, you know that right? It's all just-"
"It's just one big pissing contest, James," She smiled at him gently. "I know it is. But I also know that if I find out you're trying to hurt him again, I can't be held responsible for my actions. Right, James?"
"Right," He nodded. "Come on, let me escort you in then, eh Ms. Filine?"
She smiled feebly, placing a weak hand on the crook of his elbow.
Ty awoke the next morning to find a large fawn owl at the foot of her bed, a small piece of folded parchment in her beak. She tilted her head and regarded her with wide yellow eyes.
"Mornin' Avalon," She smiled sleepily, reaching out to stroke the bird. Her fingers were intercepted by a small orange and black tabby cat. Little amber eyes looked up at her, slitted.
"Oh, stop it, Wren!" Ty scooped her up, taking the parchment and and plopping the kitten into her lap.
"Did it find you?" Lily pushed into the room, grinning. "Oooh, it did! Isn't it beautiful?" She rushed over, stroking the owl appreciatively.
"This is Avalon. She belongs to Sev," Ty beamed. "Severus owns the most beautiful bird."
Avalon beamed while Wren gave a bitter mew, treading a claw lightly across Ty's hand.
"Bird, Wren, bird! Cor, if you aren't the proudest little cat I ever saw!" She touched a finger to the owl's beak. "I don't have anything I can give you now, but I'll make it up later, promise."
Avalon bobbed her head understandingly, affectionately nipping Ty's knuckles. She squeezed out of her window as Lily pushed it open.
"Now, to the letter!" She smirked, reading through it before spreading it on the bed, smiling broadly.
Lily lay down on her stomach next to her, her face lit by the shimmering green ink.
centerTy,
I have to apologize for yesterday; it should not have happened that way.
We're going down to the field tonight so that I can make it up to you.
Dress appropriately.
My heart,
Severus/center
"Oooooooh!" Lily Squealed, squeezing Ty's hand. "How romantic!"
"Well, he's awfully vague here," She said, smiling despite herself. She reached back behind her, picking up the tiny kitten. "Are you up to a little in-school favours, Wren?"
She mewled in such a way that Lily could've sworn she'd smiled, batting a small black socked paw at Ty's nose.
