A/N: Hello Everyone! I'm sooooo sorry I haven't updated this in SO long! I'm not going to lie, I really have no reason... At first it was writer's block, then I got lazy... I'm so sorry! BUT I haven't abandoned this fic, and I am definately going to be updating it once a week from now on! My beta-reader will kindly remind me to as well... right "Layla?" haha. I know some authors are e-mailing people to let them know about chapter updates, so if anyone wants any notifications, leave me a review and your e-mail address!
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In This World
Chapter Four: Times Never Change...
Lily sat on the edge of her bed as she pulled her knee-highs on. She had convinced Madame Pomfrey to let her go back to classes, insisting that she had to lead a normal life, despite her "condition"; and of course to Lily, school was her life. Sliding spare ink and parchment into her bag along with her books, Lily picked up her book bag and headed downstairs to breakfast. She waved a hello to students she met along her way, trying best to act as though nothing was...different. Walking into the Great Hall, Lily sat at the Gryffindor table, beside Greg, a fellow seventh year.
"Hello Lily," Greg gave her a warm smile and offered her some toast. Lily took the offering and the two began to talk. They had been talking for a good ten minutes, before the calm and quiet of the Great Hall was interrupted by Potter and and his loud friends.
"...And then the ant sat on the rock! HAHAHA" James burst out laughing as he finished his mindless joke. Lily rolled her eyes, before their eyes met. If looks could kill, they both would have killed each other ten times over.
"Potter," Lily growled before nodding a goodbye to Greg and leaving the Great Hall.
"Bitch."
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Desirée, Jac and Ashley sat in the back of the class passing notes between each other. They were deep in discussion about Lily.
She's acting distant... not her ususal self. Almost as if she's... she's...I don't know! Just different!
-Jac
So is James...
-Ashley
I agree with you, Jac, she's totally out off her rocker!
-Des
James keeps shooting furative glances at her...
-Ashley
Yeah, but then again, it's Lily. We never know what to expect from her
-Jac
James just shot Lily with a musket...
-Ashley
HAHAHA... Snape just fell off his chair
-Des
"WHAT?!" Both Desirée and Jac yelled in unison. Both looked towards Lily immediately, who was contentedly doing her work in the front row. James was looking at her with the utmost loathing, but not a musket was in sight. Professor McGonagall immedaiately shot the girls a look, her mouth thin.
"Sorry professor..." Jac whispered, before shooting Ashley a look.
"What?" her innocence could cheat the devil.
*
James was alone in the Head Common Room, away from the hustle and bustle of the rest of the school, and mainly his friends. They were beginning to drive him mad! James this, and James that! He didn't know all the answers! He wished people understood that - especially Sirius, who was acting dumber than a door knob, lately. As he sat there staring into the fireplace, a tap at the window broke his concentration. Looking up, he saw a beautiful, gray and white owl. He immediately recognised it as his Grandma's. After letting Styfo in and taking the letter from her, James read:
Dearest James,
How are things at Hogwarts? Is Albus still behaving like...well.. Albus (hehehehe)? I was at your home the other day - your mother is doing wonderfully... and the nursery is absolutely beautiful! I'll be over there for Christmas dinner with your grandfather - I expect you'll be there. I don't think he would leave without you, Jamie. Anyways, I just wanted to send you a quick owl. Nothing's new, and I hope everything is well there! I love you bunches, honey!
Love,
Grandma Potter
James read and re-read the letter. He loved hearing from Grandma Potter! She was awesome. James sighed as he thought about his parents and his... well...
*Flashback*
James walked in the front door, breathing in the smell of the home made bread. He could hear voices in the living room, and quietly made his way to the source. As he became closer to the room, he realised it was his parents - talking about him!
"But Jacob, how do we tell him?"
"Samantha, calm donw. It's not like he's going to ask..." James' father, Jacob was abruptly cut off, as he saw his son enter the room. Smiling the famous "Potter smile", he beckoned James to the couch. "Come here James. Your mother and I have something to talk to you about!" James looked between the happy, yet anxious faces on his parents and wondered what on earth was going on. Taking a seat between them, his mother spoke first.
"James, sweetie. Your father and I. I mean, you're going to be... I mean..." Samantha's voice trailed off, and Jacob came to her assistance.
"You're going to be a big BROTHER!"
*End of Flashback*
James laughed as he remembered that day. He was so excited! Him - James Potter - was going to be a big brother! His mother was due to have the baby in February - a little sister. He sighed contentedly, before he felt like he was being watched...Turning around, he saw his suspicions were confirmed - Lily was standing in the portrait hole, books in hand.
"Hello, Potter," she sneered.
"Evans," James nodded. He did not want to get into this now. Lily sat down at the tables opposite the door leading to the Head bedrooms. These were usually unused by Lily and James as they wanted to stay comfortably in the dorms they grew up in. James watched her work, looking away from her, whenever she looked up. About thirty minutes later, Lily picked up her books and moved towards the portrait to exit the room. Unfortunately, good old Lily couldn't resist. Turning around she looked at James.
"Your feet smell, and you have a big nose, Potter. Thought I'd let you know." James glared at her, before retorting.
"You're fat, Evans!"
"I may be fat, but at least I can lose weight - you'll never be able to fix that face!"
"Bitch!"
"Bastard!"
"Fuck you, Evans! I'm sick of you! This means war! And when i'm finished with you, you'll wish you'd never been born!"
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A/N: So, how was that? I know it's short, and really boring - I'm sorry. next week, my chapter will be really long and interesting. Quite a bit happened in this chapter, I guess... lol. PLEASE REVIEW! I would really like 5-10 reviews? *begs* pleeeeeease!! Remember, if you want notifications of updates, leave your address in a review *HINT*. lol! Thanks, and I love you guys!
-Leesh