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Authors Note- WOW sorry that update took so long!! Mucho apologies!!! (from BlondieChild, whose writing this now)
Chapter Five
James broke into a jog a little ways down the hallway, his invisibility cloak being squeezed in his hand, his cheek still stinging from the slap. He could not believe he just did that. He just kissed Lily Evans, his complete enemy, and a Slytherin! What was he thinking? What had compelled him to do that? And god, he probably terrified her out of her wits..she had slapped him, after all, and had a right to do so.
Shuddering, he rounded a corner and went down three flights of stairs, pushing the thought of her brilliant green eyes out of his head. Why did she have to plague his mind? Why did Lily, one of the most evil Slytherins out there, have to be the prettiest girl in the entire year, with her dark red hair falling softly around her shoulders, with her clever smirk and glittering eyes? Why?
Finally, he reached the Gryffindor Tower and, after muttering the password in an undertone to the portrait door, he clambered in and marched over to where Sirius was sitting at a desk, scribbling furiously on a piece of parchment, all alone in the big room, with the fire still burning cheerfully away.
"Damn this! How am I supposed to write a three page essay when it's nearly one in the morning?" Sirius cried angrily, running a hand distractedly through his black hair, cursing his usual profanities under his breath. James came over and threw himself in a chair, glaring at the fire as though it was Lily herself.
"Hey, James, did you do this essay?" Sirius asked, flipping through a huge book next to him.
"Oh, on that stupid goblin rebellion? Yeah, it's up in the dorm, if you want to get it," he said drearily. Sirius looked up, his brown eyes searching across James' face.
"Well, who was it? Who had the cloak?"
"Some Hufflepuff," James blurted out before thinking about what he said. He was glad he lied, though. Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, she said she found it on the ground in the hallway and..um, just wanted to give it to me in person, I guess," he murmured. To his surprise (and relief), Sirius laughed.
"Yeah, well that's what happens when you're the most popular guy in school," he said, again looking down to write, smiling.
"Not in school," James murmured, and Sirius snorted.
"You're pretty close, man. If we ever have a ball, just drop something else and you'll have a date in no time," he joked, and James grinned. It was true; James was incredibly popular, but only Remus and Sirius were his close friends. It seemed as though everyone else just liked him because of his outward appearance, his smartness and skill at Quidditch. Of course, he couldn't complain. And perhaps his popularity would get him a little closer to Lily..
"Hey, I'm going up to bed," James said. Sirius nodded, his smile disappearing, replaced with a frown.
"Yeah, go ahead. I'll probably finish this when it's time for breakfast," he mumbled. Giving his friend a sympathetic smile, James turned and headed up the stairs for his dormitory, again trying to rid the thought of Lily from his mind.
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Lily walked aimlessly through the hallways, not looking at where she was going, rounding a corner whenever she felt like it, the torches flickering eerily on the walls.
He had kissed her. James Potter, easily one of the most handsome boys in the entire school, had actually kissed her. She knew she was popular, and she had at least a handful of good boys groveling at her feet, doing anything to go on just one Hogsmeade trip with her. She liked being up on top on the popularity scale; she could turn anybody down, and not feel sorry for them. It was their problem if they wanted to go out with one as superior as her.
Again, the memory of the kiss lingered in her brain, and she found herself shivering again. She had certainly been kissed before; once, in second year by Augustus, before he fell head-over-heels for Claire, and she was left in his dust. One time last year, Lucius had gotten terribly close, but she had shamefully chickened out and fled before he got the chance.
But this second-long kiss had been different from the other ones. She had felt warmth, and oddly, she regretted slapping him. It had been odd, him just coming right up and pressing his lips to hers when they were having an insult-war. But still, she'd just have to forget about it. It was his problem if he was always horny.
She rounded another random corner, sighing, and looked down the long hallway. She saw someone up ahead, walking slowly and immediately recognized the slouched figure and rather greasy black hair.
"Severus?" she called, jogging slowly to catch up with him. He turned around and stared at her for a moment, and then smiled a smile that hardly complimented his features.
"Ah, Lily, there you are. What are you doing out at such a late hour?" he asked, his sharp black eyes boring into her own green ones, but she looked back defiantly.
"I might ask you the same question, Snape," she spat. He sighed, his shoulders drooping even more.
"Dear Lily, I was looking for you," he said. She stared at him, slightly disgusted. Dear Lily? What the hell was he talking about?
"And why, might I ask? I'm fifteen; I can take care of myself, thank you," she said slowly.
"I know, I know, don't think I'd insult you. Oh, no, never. Well, your friend Avery said that she didn't know where you were, and I didn't want you wandering around at night-"
"Snape!" she suddenly shrieked. "You are not my father! Why do you care where I was? I don't need you stalking me, trying to be helpful! I don't need you around!" he took a step back, sighing, looking annoyingly wistful.
"Lily, you must understand, it was for your own good-"
"I realize that, but I don't need you caring about my own good!" she yelled. He stared at her and suddenly, impulsively, leaned forward, to kiss her. His lips were centimeters away from hers when she staggered back and slapped him, with twice as much power as she had done to James. He stumbled away and turned back to her, the previous love-struck look in his eyes replaced by hate as they glimmered with sudden malice.
"You'll pay for that, Evans," he hissed suddenly. She glared at him.
"Oh, yeah, sure! Like you could do anything to me. I have people to back me up; you're just off alone on your own, Snape! Don't ever think about kissing me again," she spat, her dark red hair swirling around her shoulders like shadowed fire as she shook with anger and disgust.
"Blackmail, Snape, its all blackmail." And with that, she whirled around and stalked back around the hallway, still shaking.
So, two people had tried to kiss her that night. One had succeeded, one she was now enraged at. Both she had slapped; both had deserved it. One slap she felt bad about. One she wished she could repeat whenever she wanted to. And now, she felt differently about both people; one in a good way, the other quite the opposite.
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Authors Note- Hope ya liked that. I felt like trashing Snape. Eh well, BlondieChild's signing off- look to DracosDramaQueen for the next update! Leave a review, please!
Authors Note- WOW sorry that update took so long!! Mucho apologies!!! (from BlondieChild, whose writing this now)
Chapter Five
James broke into a jog a little ways down the hallway, his invisibility cloak being squeezed in his hand, his cheek still stinging from the slap. He could not believe he just did that. He just kissed Lily Evans, his complete enemy, and a Slytherin! What was he thinking? What had compelled him to do that? And god, he probably terrified her out of her wits..she had slapped him, after all, and had a right to do so.
Shuddering, he rounded a corner and went down three flights of stairs, pushing the thought of her brilliant green eyes out of his head. Why did she have to plague his mind? Why did Lily, one of the most evil Slytherins out there, have to be the prettiest girl in the entire year, with her dark red hair falling softly around her shoulders, with her clever smirk and glittering eyes? Why?
Finally, he reached the Gryffindor Tower and, after muttering the password in an undertone to the portrait door, he clambered in and marched over to where Sirius was sitting at a desk, scribbling furiously on a piece of parchment, all alone in the big room, with the fire still burning cheerfully away.
"Damn this! How am I supposed to write a three page essay when it's nearly one in the morning?" Sirius cried angrily, running a hand distractedly through his black hair, cursing his usual profanities under his breath. James came over and threw himself in a chair, glaring at the fire as though it was Lily herself.
"Hey, James, did you do this essay?" Sirius asked, flipping through a huge book next to him.
"Oh, on that stupid goblin rebellion? Yeah, it's up in the dorm, if you want to get it," he said drearily. Sirius looked up, his brown eyes searching across James' face.
"Well, who was it? Who had the cloak?"
"Some Hufflepuff," James blurted out before thinking about what he said. He was glad he lied, though. Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, she said she found it on the ground in the hallway and..um, just wanted to give it to me in person, I guess," he murmured. To his surprise (and relief), Sirius laughed.
"Yeah, well that's what happens when you're the most popular guy in school," he said, again looking down to write, smiling.
"Not in school," James murmured, and Sirius snorted.
"You're pretty close, man. If we ever have a ball, just drop something else and you'll have a date in no time," he joked, and James grinned. It was true; James was incredibly popular, but only Remus and Sirius were his close friends. It seemed as though everyone else just liked him because of his outward appearance, his smartness and skill at Quidditch. Of course, he couldn't complain. And perhaps his popularity would get him a little closer to Lily..
"Hey, I'm going up to bed," James said. Sirius nodded, his smile disappearing, replaced with a frown.
"Yeah, go ahead. I'll probably finish this when it's time for breakfast," he mumbled. Giving his friend a sympathetic smile, James turned and headed up the stairs for his dormitory, again trying to rid the thought of Lily from his mind.
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Lily walked aimlessly through the hallways, not looking at where she was going, rounding a corner whenever she felt like it, the torches flickering eerily on the walls.
He had kissed her. James Potter, easily one of the most handsome boys in the entire school, had actually kissed her. She knew she was popular, and she had at least a handful of good boys groveling at her feet, doing anything to go on just one Hogsmeade trip with her. She liked being up on top on the popularity scale; she could turn anybody down, and not feel sorry for them. It was their problem if they wanted to go out with one as superior as her.
Again, the memory of the kiss lingered in her brain, and she found herself shivering again. She had certainly been kissed before; once, in second year by Augustus, before he fell head-over-heels for Claire, and she was left in his dust. One time last year, Lucius had gotten terribly close, but she had shamefully chickened out and fled before he got the chance.
But this second-long kiss had been different from the other ones. She had felt warmth, and oddly, she regretted slapping him. It had been odd, him just coming right up and pressing his lips to hers when they were having an insult-war. But still, she'd just have to forget about it. It was his problem if he was always horny.
She rounded another random corner, sighing, and looked down the long hallway. She saw someone up ahead, walking slowly and immediately recognized the slouched figure and rather greasy black hair.
"Severus?" she called, jogging slowly to catch up with him. He turned around and stared at her for a moment, and then smiled a smile that hardly complimented his features.
"Ah, Lily, there you are. What are you doing out at such a late hour?" he asked, his sharp black eyes boring into her own green ones, but she looked back defiantly.
"I might ask you the same question, Snape," she spat. He sighed, his shoulders drooping even more.
"Dear Lily, I was looking for you," he said. She stared at him, slightly disgusted. Dear Lily? What the hell was he talking about?
"And why, might I ask? I'm fifteen; I can take care of myself, thank you," she said slowly.
"I know, I know, don't think I'd insult you. Oh, no, never. Well, your friend Avery said that she didn't know where you were, and I didn't want you wandering around at night-"
"Snape!" she suddenly shrieked. "You are not my father! Why do you care where I was? I don't need you stalking me, trying to be helpful! I don't need you around!" he took a step back, sighing, looking annoyingly wistful.
"Lily, you must understand, it was for your own good-"
"I realize that, but I don't need you caring about my own good!" she yelled. He stared at her and suddenly, impulsively, leaned forward, to kiss her. His lips were centimeters away from hers when she staggered back and slapped him, with twice as much power as she had done to James. He stumbled away and turned back to her, the previous love-struck look in his eyes replaced by hate as they glimmered with sudden malice.
"You'll pay for that, Evans," he hissed suddenly. She glared at him.
"Oh, yeah, sure! Like you could do anything to me. I have people to back me up; you're just off alone on your own, Snape! Don't ever think about kissing me again," she spat, her dark red hair swirling around her shoulders like shadowed fire as she shook with anger and disgust.
"Blackmail, Snape, its all blackmail." And with that, she whirled around and stalked back around the hallway, still shaking.
So, two people had tried to kiss her that night. One had succeeded, one she was now enraged at. Both she had slapped; both had deserved it. One slap she felt bad about. One she wished she could repeat whenever she wanted to. And now, she felt differently about both people; one in a good way, the other quite the opposite.
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Authors Note- Hope ya liked that. I felt like trashing Snape. Eh well, BlondieChild's signing off- look to DracosDramaQueen for the next update! Leave a review, please!