(A/N this chapter is a little shorter, just cause I wanted to rush through and get them to Hogwarts!)
Chapter 3: Like Old Times
Overall, Lily thought the Potters were very nice. Though James was acting very odd. He'd become overlly nice to her, and it was really starting to scare Lily.
"This is very good, Mrs. Potter," Lily said at dinner one night. They were having roast, baked potatos, salad, and apple pie for desert.
"Why, thank you, dear! James tells me you've been made Head Girl," she replied, passing a slice of roast to Mr. Potter.
"Oh, yeah...I have," Lily said, not quite exactly knowing what to say.
"That's nice. You deserve the position; you're a bright, young girl with a bright future," she said. Lily flushed as she stuffed her fork into her potato.
"Mum," James muttered.
"What? I was only pointing out that Lily's--"
"MUM!" James said.
"Fine, I'll be quiet!" she snapped at him. After everyone was done, Mrs. Potter placed a simple vanishing charm on the plates so that no one would have to wash them. Lily rushed up stairs to brush her teeth after dinner.
"Lil? Can I come in?" said a voice behind the door.
"Vis is a bafroom! Can I get some privacy?" said Lily through a mouthful of toothpaste.
"Huh?" Lily spit.
"Just come in," she called, toothpaste-free. James came walking into the large bathroom.
"Hey, Lily," he said.
"Er...hi," she replied, wiping her mouth on a hand-towel. "What's up?"
"Nothing," he said quickly and walked off. Lily arched her eyebrow and walked down the hall. She knocked on a door at the very end of the hall.
"Come in," said a muffled voice. Lily slowly opened the door.
"James, what's going on?" Lily asked, walking into the room. It was decorated with various Quidditch teams; The Chudley Cannons, who, Lily knew, were just starting out, The Winbourne Wasps, The Britain Blue Bulls, and The Wysteria Werewolves were in most of the posters alligned on James's walls. James sat on his bed with his back turned to her, looking at something. He turned around.
"What're you talking about?" he asked her. Lily walked over to him and sat beside him.
"You've been acting...funny lately. I'm not exactly sure how to explain it," she said,
"Who...me? What're you talking about?"
"Well, like I said, I'm not quite sure how to explain--"
"Lily," he interupted. "I have to ask you something." Lily's heart pounded against her chest.
"Y-yes?" she asked, trying to keep cool.
"Are--are we just--are we just fr--" James began, but was cut short by Mrs. Potter, who'd just entere the room.
"Lily, there you are! Come now, I'll show you where you'll be sleeping," she said. Lily stood up and followed her out the door. James watched her walk out. He shook his head at the door and pulled out a picture from under his pillow. In the picture, Remus and Ruby stood hand-in-hand, Sirius stood with his ex-girlfriend Amelia McNeil, Peter stood alone(no joke there), and James and Lily stood in the center of the picture, hugging each other, grinning.
Chapter 3: Like Old Times
Overall, Lily thought the Potters were very nice. Though James was acting very odd. He'd become overlly nice to her, and it was really starting to scare Lily.
"This is very good, Mrs. Potter," Lily said at dinner one night. They were having roast, baked potatos, salad, and apple pie for desert.
"Why, thank you, dear! James tells me you've been made Head Girl," she replied, passing a slice of roast to Mr. Potter.
"Oh, yeah...I have," Lily said, not quite exactly knowing what to say.
"That's nice. You deserve the position; you're a bright, young girl with a bright future," she said. Lily flushed as she stuffed her fork into her potato.
"Mum," James muttered.
"What? I was only pointing out that Lily's--"
"MUM!" James said.
"Fine, I'll be quiet!" she snapped at him. After everyone was done, Mrs. Potter placed a simple vanishing charm on the plates so that no one would have to wash them. Lily rushed up stairs to brush her teeth after dinner.
"Lil? Can I come in?" said a voice behind the door.
"Vis is a bafroom! Can I get some privacy?" said Lily through a mouthful of toothpaste.
"Huh?" Lily spit.
"Just come in," she called, toothpaste-free. James came walking into the large bathroom.
"Hey, Lily," he said.
"Er...hi," she replied, wiping her mouth on a hand-towel. "What's up?"
"Nothing," he said quickly and walked off. Lily arched her eyebrow and walked down the hall. She knocked on a door at the very end of the hall.
"Come in," said a muffled voice. Lily slowly opened the door.
"James, what's going on?" Lily asked, walking into the room. It was decorated with various Quidditch teams; The Chudley Cannons, who, Lily knew, were just starting out, The Winbourne Wasps, The Britain Blue Bulls, and The Wysteria Werewolves were in most of the posters alligned on James's walls. James sat on his bed with his back turned to her, looking at something. He turned around.
"What're you talking about?" he asked her. Lily walked over to him and sat beside him.
"You've been acting...funny lately. I'm not exactly sure how to explain it," she said,
"Who...me? What're you talking about?"
"Well, like I said, I'm not quite sure how to explain--"
"Lily," he interupted. "I have to ask you something." Lily's heart pounded against her chest.
"Y-yes?" she asked, trying to keep cool.
"Are--are we just--are we just fr--" James began, but was cut short by Mrs. Potter, who'd just entere the room.
"Lily, there you are! Come now, I'll show you where you'll be sleeping," she said. Lily stood up and followed her out the door. James watched her walk out. He shook his head at the door and pulled out a picture from under his pillow. In the picture, Remus and Ruby stood hand-in-hand, Sirius stood with his ex-girlfriend Amelia McNeil, Peter stood alone(no joke there), and James and Lily stood in the center of the picture, hugging each other, grinning.