A/n; Ok, something scary to confess: I've been working nonstop on Emerald Eyes and have been neglecting my other stories :( Which is bad, because I've got great chapter ideas for Truth or Dare – Lord of the Rings Style, Only Time Can Tell and Ways To Kill the Rugrats! WEEEE! But as soon as I finish this chapter I'll work on everything else and finish it up so I can start a new story! YAAAAAAY! I'll probably make it be D/G or D/H or H/H or H/G because I haven't done anything with that for a while and Draco needs some attention :) Again, thank you guys for ALL THE SUPPORT! It's made my life so much more fun knowing I've got support for these stories.
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The car episode forgotten about, Lily could finally concentrate on summer vacation. Sirius and Arabella were the only ones who had seen the little 'incident' in the back seat and teased her nonstop about it the rest of the way to the Potter home.
"So Lily, tell me again; how in the world did you wind up there?" Sirius asked in a professional-sounding voice. He looked at her in mock-seriousness over steepled fingers.
Lily scowled and turned red. She muttered something incomprehensible and looked out the window again. The car seemed to be approaching an enormous larger-than-life Victorian-age white mansion. Lily's jaw almost dropped to the floor when she realized that this mansion was James's house!
"Oh my – Potter, is this where you live?" Lily asked incredulously. She was dumbfounded by the sheer immensity of the place.
James smiled in an annoyingly knowing way. "Yes. Yes it is."
"Who lives there? You and the entire Quidditch team?" Arabella asked sarcastically, although equally stupefied. Mr. Potter drove the car up the long driveway and through the gilded gate doors with archaic 'P's' inscribed on them.
Lily couldn't believe it; she just could not believe it. Potter lived in this mansion of a house? As the car drove through the gates, Lily realized how big his house really was: lush, trimmed green grass covered about 3 acres and flowers were kept in perfect rows along the side of the house. Neat, knee-high hedges ran in aesthetic patterns and bordered small gravel pathways. Lily was sure she spotted a large pond and a water fountain.
"Gosh, Potter, what a place to live!" she exclaimed, still thunderstruck.
"That's nothing – you should see their summer cottage!" Sirius replied.
Lily looked at him in shock. "You – they've – what?"
James examined his nails in a blasé sort of way and didn't comment, which irritated Lily. Mr. Potter drove the car into the enormous three-car garage and turned off the engine. Lily opened the door and immediately tumbled out of the car.
"Wow, I can't wait to eat some of your mom's brownies!" Sirius said happily, fetching his things from the trunk with a grunt.
"I can't wait to go to bed!" Arabella commented in an equally joyous manner.
"Er… I can't wait to get inside?" Remus suggested dryly.
"That too!" Sirius grinned.
"Ok, kids, I'm going to head into the house now, I've got some business to attend to!" Mr. Potter said. "The boys will show you to your rooms. Feel free to take what you will from the kitchen and go outside!".
"No one is to berate me in any way about anything," Lily said in a venomous voice.
"Well, we weren't going to until you mentioned it!" James said deviously.
Lily whacked him over the head with her small purse. James winced and touched the top of his head dramatically as though checking for blood.
"Jeez, Evans, what the heck do you keep in that purse? Bricks?" he said sarcastically.
"No, but perhaps since I'm going to be hitting you with this I should!" Lily shot back with a small grin.
James looked nervous and Sirius, with his amazing people skills, jumped in at the right moment. "Righto! We'll whack James later, ok, Lilykins?"
"Call me Lilykins and I'll knock you out with this thing!" Lily threatened, brandishing her purse once more.
"Lily, its fine. Why don't James and Sirius and Remus escort us to our rooms like gentlemen," Arabella said pointedly looking at the three boys, "and we'll go take showers and find something to do, ok?"
Lily admired Arabella's ability to decrease her vocabulary enough to talk to James and Sirius, possibly the two biggest cotton heads in Hogwarts history, in a sensible way. Arabella was a real lady when she wanted to be but other than that she had a mouth and a devil-may-care attitude that often got her in trouble.
"Who're you calling a gentleman?" Sirius asked defensively.
James laughed and punched Sirius in the shoulder. "That's a compliment, stupid!"
"Oh," Sirius said slightly ruffled. "Ok then."
"If you ladies follow me, I'll show you to your bedchambers," James said and stepped into a flourishing bow.
Arabella and Lily looked at each other and laughed but followed the boys in. Again, Lily's jaw dropped open at the exquisiteness of James's house: the living room was at least as big as 1/3 of a football field and covered in thick, plush white carpeting that felt like they were stepping on clouds. The lighting was bright but cheerful and candles littered the room in a comforting array of colors unlit. There was a giant coral-colored couch with overstuffed pillows that faced an antique-looking fireplace. Lily looked at it wistfully, picturing herself sitting there squished in with all the pillows reading a good book, and smiled. There was a great stairway that wound gracefully up in a wide circle, not a tight spiral like you would find in a lighthouse. All of them dragged their trunks up the stairs with an enormous amount of noise.
"Potter, your house is bloody huge!" Arabella said taking the words right out of Lily's mouth.
James grinned at her. "Ever played hide-and-seek in the dark in a scary mansion?"
Lily gulped. "Well, all in all, its impressive by far standards!"
"Thanks… I think," James said smiling uncertainly. He dropped his trunk with a loud bang and everyone followed in suit.
"This is Arabella's room!" James said going to the closest room and swinging open the door. Lily should've been used to being introduced to his lavish living styles by now, but James continued to amaze her. It was, as usual, larger than Lily's at-home bedroom with light blue carpeting. A giant, king-sized bed sat in the center of the room with light blue, dark blue and white striped comforter and four pillows decorated similarly to the comforter. A cherry oak nightstand stood near the bed with a lamp and box of tissues on it. A dresser - also made of cherry oak - stood across the bed. Arabella gave and excited squeak and ran off to find her things so she could start putting them away in her room.
"And obviously she likes it," Remus commented, watching Arabella run off.
All of them laughed. James broke off and continued the tour of his house, next going to Lily's room. She swung open the door slowly, expecting it to be a closet or the stairway to the basement but was pleasantly surprised. It was a big, cozy-feeling room with lavender painted walls and a slight flowery musk in the air. Lily stepped into the room speechless, as the boys followed her silently. She ran her fingers over the ivory writing desk near the door - afraid it would crumble to dust under her fingers. It looked like lace turned stone. The bed was what got her the most: it looked much like her bed at Hogwarts except it was much bigger and softer. It had four posters, like at Hogwarts, but there was a lavender colored canopy over it and sheer white cloth draped down the sides of the posts, giving it an almost heavenly image.
She looked back at James with a hesitant look on her face. James smiled at her and turned off the lights, bringing to life miniscule stars that glittered all around the room. Lily gaped at the room in wonder. James had given her this room, this gorgeous room?
James turned the lights back on, much to Lily's disappointment, but she ran up to hug him anyway.
"Thank you," she whispered in his ear. If James was bewildered, he didn't show it.
"You're welcome," he said happily.
She broke away from him grinning from ear to ear and went to get her things. The one thing that disturbed her most about their relationship was that they were either the best friends or the worst of enemies, never in between. Lily went back to her room to find that the three boys were gone, probably to go off to their own rooms and unpack. She took out all of her Hogwarts things and put them neatly in the closet before closing it, hoping not to take any schoolwork out for a while. She then unpacked the rest of her trunk, consisting mainly of Muggle clothing and other trinkets she had to have with her.
A knock came at her door. Lily went to go answer it and found Arabella standing with a hair dryer in her hand and an anxious look on her face.
"What's up?" Lily asked.
"I forgot to ask James where the bathroom was! But knowing him, it's probably a swimming pool! What do I do, what do I do?" Arabella asked, looking helpless.
Lily laughed. "Wait a second and I'll get my shower stuff."
Arabella stood impatiently at the door whilst Lily unpacked. Lily took her duffel bag of extra Muggle clothes with her and they went down the stairs to where they came in.
"I'm utterly lost," she said.
Arabella sighed and raked a hand through her long black hair. "Tell me about it! You'd think they would've given us a map or something!"
"Try calling James," Lily suggested.
"What, you mean like just hollering his name?" Arabella asked giving her a 'are you crazy?' look.
"Yes!" Lily said responding with a 'duh, you moron' look.
"JAMES! WHERE'S YOUR BLOODY BATHROOM?" Arabella screeched.
No one answered. Lily groaned and sat down on the floor.
"Great, now we're alone in his huge house!" she exclaimed.
"Hey you guys! What're you doing down there?" Called James from the top of the staircase. Remus and Sirius leaned on the banister on either side of him, a slight grin on their faces.
"Looking for your bathroom!" Lily yelled back up.
"We'll be down in a second," James replied, sneaking a look at Sirius and Remus.
Lily waited patiently while Arabella looked at some interesting Muggle antiques, which she'd never seen before in her life. All they appeared to be were a bunch of old clocks that didn't work anymore.
"So, Potter, where's your indoor pool?" Lily joked.
"Down the hall, third door to the left. We've also got an outdoor heated pool," James said blankly.
Lily's eyes could've dropped out of her head at this news. How much could still be in his house? A circus?
"You've got a pool? Great!" Arabella replied, "I brought my swimsuit."
Remus laughed. "What didn't you remember?"
Arabella mused over this. "My coconut bra from my cousin's birthday party!"
Sirius looked crestfallen at this news. "Could you somehow get it here?"
"Sirius Black!" Arabella yelled in shock.
James laughed out loud. "Sirius - that was good."
Sirius smiled innocently. "What'd I do?"
Lily shook her head in disbelief. "Is this the only thing he ever thinks about?"
"Pretty much, but we've gotten used to it and reprimand him little," Remus said almost sadly.
"Maybe you should hit him over the head with something every now and again. You know, just make him go cross-eyed for a bit!" Arabella suggested still looking at Sirius like he was a dangerous criminal.
"Perhaps he got dropped on his head as a small… creature," Remus commented.
"Hey! That is an insult to my supreme intelligence!" Sirius said in mock offense.
"Of course it is, Siri-poo!" James said in a sugary voice. He pinched Sirius' cheek hard, leaving a red mark on the latter's face.
Sirius scowled and tried to swat James away. The girls laughed at Sirius but he was too busy nursing his injured ego to notice.
James cleared his throat trying to stop himself from laughing. "Anyway, the bathroom is to the right," he pointed off beyond the staircase, "and to your first door on the left."
"Thanks! What time is dinner so we can be ready?" Lily said and picked up her duffel bag.
"I don't know but I'd estimate about two hours. . .will that be enough time to beautify yourselves?" James asked sarcastically.
"Uhm, duh! We already are beautiful!" Arabella giggled.
"Yeah, we don't need to beautify ourselves, we just - want to!" Lily added
All the boys rolled their eyes.
"See you in a bit!" They chorused as Lily and Arabella walked away.
The two girls walked down the hall in silence pausing only to marvel at the spectacular paintings that hung along the walls.
"Isn't that darling? It's little Jamesie!" Arabella squealed and pointed to a black and white picture of a boy holding an ice cream cone.
"Aw! Wonder whatever happened to him? All he's got now is fangs and a mean bite!" Lily joked.
"Why must you hate him, Lily?" Arabella said tiredly.
Lily looked at her with surprise. "Hate? I do not hate him! That's such a strong word to use, Arabella Figg."
Arabella shrugged as if it didn't bother her. "Well, it's probably the truth!"
"I do not hate him, Arabella, I simply dislike how he thinks!" Lily continued.
"Whatever you say, Lily," Arabella said in an unconvincing tone.
They continued down the hallway and stopped when they approached the bathroom. Lily poked Arabella to make her go faster but Arabella stopped cold as she approached the door.
"What's wrong?" Lily hissed at Arabella.
"You open it," she said in a timid voice, "you're at least used to living in luxury."
"What do you mean?" Lily asked, confusion clouding her eyes.
Arabella looked uncomfortable. "What I mean is – well, not like that but I'm afraid someone's in there!"
Lily laughed. "There's no one in there, trust me."
Arabella pulled the doorknob slowly and a blast of cold air hit them, making them shiver.
"Is this bathroom supposed to be so darn chilly?" Lily asked irately, trying to stop her teeth from chattering.
Arabella admired the tapestries hanging in the Potters's bathroom. "Wow. You could live in here!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "I doubt anyone wants to live in a bathroom, Arabella."
"Well maybe if they had a refrigerator and some –"
"No, Arabella. No one is going to live in a bathroom," Lily said in a no-nonsense voice.
Arabella looked as though she was about to argue but instead set her jaw and dropped her bag of toiletries on the floor. It fell with a loud clank and she winced, picking it up and checking for anything cracked. While Arabella did this, Lily walked around the room examining it.
"This must be James's bathroom. Either that or its Orion's," Lily said gesturing towards the manly deodorant and shaving cream and other assorted things.
"Bit feminine for ol' Gryffindor Quidditch Captain himself, don't you think?" Arabella remarked sardonically.
"Maybe he didn't have a choice on the color," Lily replied helpfully.
"Lily, the bathroom is pink. You'd think he would've had some saying!" Arabella reasoned with a short laugh.
Lily shrugged. "Maybe Mr. Quidditch isn't all that masculine as we all think."
"Perhaps," Arabella said, "or it really is James' bathroom!" And with saying that, they both collapsed into peals of laughter.
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Forty-five minutes later, Arabella and Lily strode down to their rooms fresh and clean. Lily wore a simple cotton no-sleeved white shirt and a pastel green skirt with sandals and Arabella wore a dark blue tank top with white shorts. Lily had let Arabella do her hair, which Arabella blew dry and left it down hanging about Lily's shoulders in fiery tendrils. Arabella adjusted her giant hoop earrings and flipped her curled long black hair over her shoulder before rapping on James' door.
"Jamesie? We're heading down for dinner, you coming?" Lily called.
"Yeah, be down in a second," James called with his voice muffled by the thick oak door.
Lily looked at Arabella hesitantly and they headed downstairs again to the main floor. Dinner would be outside in the nice weather while it lasted, with Troy and Greg as well as the rest of the Potter family.
"Let's go out to the patio, maybe there's something we can help with," Lily suggested, tugging at her too-short skirt.
"Stop tugging at it, you look fine!" Arabella snapped at Lily. Lily stopped fidgeting and shot an apologetic look at Arabella.
"Sorry," she muttered. They stepped onto the patio and a cool breeze lifted a few strands of Arabella's hair and threw them carelessly around her face.
"Lord, if you think his house is big you always get surprised when you look at his yard!" Arabella said in an astonished voice. And she couldn't have been more right: their lawn was impeccably kept and dazzlingly green. In addition, right ahead of them was an actual Quidditch field with bleachers!
Soaring far above them, they noticed, were Sirius, Remus, Troy and Greg tossing around the Quaffle. Just thinking about it made Lily dizzy.
"And Mister Potter expects me to be up that high? Again?" she squeaked.
Arabella laid a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. "This time James will definitely be there the whole time."
Lily scowled. "He better be!"
"Its not like he wanted to leave your side Lily!" Arabella said in a taken aback voice.
"I know, and I'm sorry to be short with you but flying isn't exactly how I want to spend my vacation," Lily admitted.
"Why not?" Asked James, sliding the glass doors shut and stepping onto the patio to join them.
"Thanks for eavesdropping!" Arabella said venomously.
"I just happened to come out here!" James said, holding up his hands in defense.
Lily snorted. "How long have you been standing there?"
"A few minutes," James said grinning, "long enough to know you don't want to play Quidditch this summer."
Lily groaned. "No need to remind me!"
"Come on Lily, its not all bad! Just because of one experience-"
"James Orion Potter! It was not just some experience; I nearly died!" Lily shouted indignantly.
"Right! But you got over it," James reasoned.
"How do you know?" Lily inquired in a slightly injured voice.
James looked at her. "Lily?"
"It scared me half to death!"
"LILY!"
"All right. I haven't completely gotten over it," Lily said quietly.
Arabella and James looked at one another. "Lily, you should've said something."
"What was I supposed to say? That I'm afraid of a broom?" Lily said with a snort.
"Er… it would've been better than saying you didn't want to fly!" Arabella said hopefully.
Lily crossed her arms firmly over her chest. "Well. Now you know!"
"Yeah, and you're still going to fly!" James said.
Lily looked at him with confused shock. "No – no I'm not."
"Well you're going to have to face your fears sometime!" James said, frustrated.
"Oh no I won't!" Lily said mulishly.
This seemed to be the deciding statement of the conversation. James shrugged and went back inside to get his broom before joining the other boys in the air.
"Did you have to say that?" Arabella asked Lily as James walked away.
"Yes!" Lily exclaimed.
"Lily, you'll get over it," Arabella said pointedly.
"Just – just let it lie until tomorrow, ok?" Lily pleaded.
Arabella gave Lily her best scary look and laughed evilly. "Of course."
Lily spotted Orion having a bit of trouble with a large picnic table he was dragging across the yard. She flashed Arabella a 'hold on a second' look and ran to help Orion.
"Thanks Lily," Orion grunted as he tried to pick up the table for easier management. She smiled at him and hoisted the table up and walked it over a few paces and dropped it.
"No problem. Where's everyone else?" Lily asked.
Orion looked puzzled. "I think mum and dad are in the kitchen, Vanessa should be here soon."
Vanessa, James' older sister who worked at the Ministry, was out with her old friends from Hogwarts for the day.
"Oh. So, hoping for the Head Boy spot?" Lily asked.
"I am confidant I will be Head Boy!" Orion said fervently.
His tone made Lily want to salute him but she refrained from doing so. "And I'm sure you'll make a wonderful Head Boy!"
"Thank you," Orion said shortly.
Meanwhile, up in the air, Sirius and James were flying around aimlessly, not participating in the Quidditch game anymore.
"Given any thought to what we're going to do this year for pranks? I've taken quite a liking to causing mayhem!" Sirius said with an evil smirk.
James grinned at him. "You always were good at being a nuisance."
Sirius shrugged. "You can't blame me."
"No. . . I can't," James mused.
Sirius swung his legs back and forth and flipped himself over a few times, laughing like a maniac. He swung up again and leaned forward on his broom a bit to look at something. He squinted and held his hands up to his eyes to see well in the twilight.
"You know what?" he said slowly.
James shook his head. "No, what?"
"Lily's… very pretty," Sirius said with a small smile.
"Er… sure, why not?" James said, giving him a strange look.
"No, I'm serious! She and Arabella are going to be the ones everyone chases after," Sirius prophesized.
"Sure Siri, sure," James said rolling his eyes and socking him in the arm.
"Take a look for yourself! She's talking to your brother," Sirius said pointing at where they were standing.
"Argh, she's talking to Mr. Future Minister of Magic. She's in for a treat if she wants her ear to be talked off about the importance of - of - well, she'll get her ear talked off!" James exclaimed, irritated.
"I find him to be a good subject to test things on. Like that beginners potion maker I got when I was seven! Remember that?" Sirius said his voice laced with amusement.
"And his face was all splotchy the whole day!" James laughed.
"Those were some good times. Good times," Sirius said pretending to wipe a tear from his eye.
"Would you excuse me? I want to test out my aim on my brother," James said grinning. He flew over to the rather large apple tree growing in their backyard and picked an apple. He flew back to Sirius who looked at him with a muddled look.
"What're you going to do with that?" Sirius asked hesitantly.
James sighed. He tried to explain it like he was talking to a two-year-old. "James. Apple. Throw at brother."
"OH! Good one, Jamesie!" Sirius said with his features immediately brightening.
"Right. And don't call me Jamesie," James said before swerving his broom to get closer to his intended target.
He closed one eye and wrinkled his nose before pulling his arm back and flinging the apple with amazing swiftness.
"Fly off!" Sirius shouted. James nodded; they didn't want to get caught. They flew to the side of the apple tree and burst out laughing when a number of selective curse words were heard.
"What the – " Lily asked in confusion, looking at Orion. Then she heard James and Sirius laughing from behind the apple tree and marched over to where she heard them.
"Sirius Alan Black and James Orion Potter, get down here!"
"His middle name is Alan?" Arabella called from the patio, laughing.
Sirius fumed but slowly lowered his broom. "Don't make fun of my middle name!"
"What'd you do to poor Orion?" Lily demanded.
Sirius flashed her an innocent look. "Don't look at me, it was James!"
"Potter!" Lily yelled.
"Yes?" James asked peeking his head out of his hiding spot.
"Get down here before your broom is toothpicks!" Lily snarled.
James gulped. But what could Lily do? She was afraid of flying and heights and she was on the ground!
"I'd love to but I'm quite comfortable up there, thank you!" James said with a mocking grin on his face.
"Are you taunting me?" Lily asked him angrily.
"No!" James said in a fake truthful voice.
"Good – wait, you're lying!" Lily said in a reproachful voice.
James cackled and was about to throw an apple at Lily when the Quaffle suddenly smacked against the tree and nearly knocked James off his broom. Remus flew by him and grabbed the Quaffle on its rebound and flew off again, whooping and hollering.
"Remus is such a guy," Lily said rolling her eyes.
"You don't say!" Sirius said sarcastically.
"Well he just always appeared to be more sensitive than you two!" Lily said bluntly.
"Remus is not a pansy!" James said outraged.
"I never suggested that he was!" Lily spluttered.
"Well, as long as you're not suggesting…" James said and flew down to the ground reluctantly.
"Glad to see you're finally seeing things my way, Potter," Lily said innocently.
James gritted his teeth irately. He hated obeying her; and seeing that smirk on her face wasn't about to improve his plummeted spirits. But, there was one thing that would definitely change that…
"You're absolutely right Lily, you always are," He said with fake sincerity. Lily looked pleased with herself.
"Yes well, it's easy to influence the… simple minded," she said.
James dismounted his broom and stood face to face with Lily. "You know what, Lily?"
Lily's face registered alarm and backed up as he inched closer to her. "What?"
"You've got," he said in a low voice and brought one arm around her waist, "really pretty eyes."
Lily closed her eyes and a deep pink color flushed her cheeks. "T – thanks."
"No problem," he said with a grin as he suddenly pulled her onto his broom. Before she could say anything or do anything, he hopped onto the broom to be behind her and kicked off.
Lily shrieked, outraged, and tried to slug him in the face and kick him but all he did was laugh and grab her wrists with an iron grip.
"What the bloody hell did you do that for?" She shrieked.
"You think you're so wonderful!" James said angrily.
"I'm a bloody princess, now let me down!" Lily cried. She saw the ground getting further and further away and began to feel the first traces of panic.
James sensed her alarm and held her arms behind her back and scooted closer to her so he could rest his chin on her shoulder.
"If I let go will you promise not to be a pest this summer?" James said softly in her ear.
She shot him a defeated, pathetic look but looked resolute. "I'll do what I can."
His grip tightened and she winced. "You'll do what you can?"
"Fine, I'll be on my best behavior! Just let me go, dammit!" Lily said in a desperate voice.
James let go of her, satisfied with her answer but kept his chin on her shoulder. She sighed in a slightly peeved tone and gripped the front of the broom tightly. James abruptly put his hands on hers, controlling the broom.
He steered the broom upwards, much to Lily's shrieking dismay.
"What're you doing now?" Lily shouted.
"Going for a broom ride, duh!" James yelled, trying to conceal his glee.
Lily gritted her teeth and refrained from saying anything. She screamed again as he flipped them upside down.
"Potter! I HATE YOU!" Lily shouted, her knees feeling weak from fear.
James shrugged and got another brilliant idea. He flew up into a giant arc and then put on max speed towards the ground.
Lily's heartbeat picked up immediately as they plummeted to the ground. She could hear the wind whistling in her ears and her fiery red hair was whipping in the wind, flying behind her.
"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL US!?" she shouted desperately at him. He didn't answer and tried to think of a way to maneuver a way to somehow pull out of the dive at the very last second.
"Just – trust me!" James said with his teeth gritted.
Lily was about to respond when she saw the ground get closer. She felt like she was caught in slow-motion, when you're aware that something's coming but you feel impelled to not do anything about it because you're frozen with fear.
"Hate to break it to you but – GROUND!" she yelled at the last second and winced before the impact of the fall could hit her.
But they never hit the ground and Lily slowly opened her eyes to find James pulling out of the dive, landing smoothly on the ground.
"Remember what I said," James said simply, holding out his hand to help her off the broom.
Lily nearly exploded with anger. That – that stupid childish imp! He did that whole thing just to scare her into agreeing with him!
"Yeah, I remember what you said," Lily said icily and hopped off the broom without his help.
"Ouch. I detect Arctic chills," James muttered.
"Maybe I'd warm up if you stopped playing games with me!" Lily snapped, whirling around.
"Playing games with you? No, no, no! I have better things to do than spend my time playing games with you Lily!" James said, infuriated.
"Well you made it perfectly clear," Lily said pointing to the sky, "up there when you nearly killed me!"
James snorted and crossed his arms. "I cannot believe I am arguing with you again!"
"Right back at you!" Lily shot back.
"All I asked you to do is try and not be pesky!" James protested.
Lily narrowed her eyes. "You're a sadistic little freak, aren't you?"
"I always get what I want," James said pompously.
"Your arrogance will kill you and you're spoiled rotten, James Potter!" Lily shouted at him and stomped off to her room, not bothering with dinner.
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From that moment on, Lily and James' friendship, so to speak, deteriorated rapidly. Eventually, they couldn't be in the same room without arguing. And then, thanks to Lily and James's foolish pigheadedness, they stopped talking all together except to shoot well-thought insults at one another.
And this is where it gets interesting…
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MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Ok, that section of her life is DONE! COMPLETE! FINISHED! Now I can start fresh again in a whole another year complete with totally random teenage mood swings and other petty problems that teens deal with. So stick around with Lily and forget about your own problems for a while, prop up your feet, review and ENJOY!