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Chapter Ten
~Lily Evans-Day seven~
"We could go take a moonlight walk in Paris and then dance all night." James said.
It was the sunday of the hogsmead weekend. The nightly watch was extremely boring that night. I guess Hogsmead wore everyone out and they all decided to go to bed early that night. Either that or they all decided to go to bed so that they could get up early the next day and get to class on time. Yeah right.
"Acctually skip the dancing." James said. "I'm just going to ride on my broom all night."
"Hey! I though you were planning an evening for the two off us, not for you."
"I guess you could just ride on the broom with me then."
"Acctually ride on the broom all you want. Forget about me. Just drop me off to a fancy hotel in Paris, I'll find something to do."
This totally shocked expression suddently appeared onn his face. "Your affraid of the broom!"
"No, I'm just afraid of heights."
Without saying one word he grabbed his broom and my arm and bolted out the door.
"James were suppose to be watching the door so that no one would go out. So why are WE the ones outside?" It is freezing out here and extremely dark.
"I'm going to make you get over you fear of heights. Come on, get on the broom."
"No way." I said through chattering teeths.
"You bought it."
"I bought it for you."
"Please?" He said giving me puppy dog eyes.
How could I resist?
"Hold tight, I don't want you falling."
Belive me, I do not want to fall. So I hold on to the broom. James sat in front of me and up we went into the cold nights air.
So far so good. This isn't so high, I mean I could still touch the ground. Okay now I can't but I could if I tried, maybe.
All the sudden James flys the broom way high. A bit too high. Maybe not a bit. It was really high. So high I feel like trowing up.
This is just like the time I first flew on a broom. I didn't hold on tight enough so I fell off.
My grip hardens on the broom but then the worst has happend. I look down. Where was the grass? Quick better grab on something. The closest thing to grab on was James. I grabbed on his shoulder and held it tightly.
"Lily you okay?"
"Yeah." I managed to answer.
"Okay good because your kind of squezzing me ... "
"Sorry." I lightened my grip. Maybe I should stop being so paranoid. "James where are we going?"
"Here." We got off the broom and landed on the schools roof. "Welcome to the schools roof. Its al least 100 ft high up and is sure to cure your fear of heights."
"No it isn't. I just feel like barfing."
We sat on the edge and stared at the amasingly sparkly stars. I never acctually looked at stars before. They look like mistakes on a black sheet of paper, mistakes that shined brightly.
"Wow, their so pretty."
"I guess this means your not scared anymore?"
I shot him a look. He just smile that smile that is adorable and placed his arm around me. This surprisingly kept me warm.
"I bethca I know what your thinking." James said.
"What?"
"I don't know. I'm not a mind reader you know. So what are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking ... I'm thinking your weird."
"So are you."
"Are you calling me stupid?"
"No I do not think you are stupid." I shot him a look. "Or fat." He added. "Or skinny or annoying."
"What do you think of me then?" This had better be good.
"I think your ... " He paused and stared hard at his shoe.
"Your a terrible boyfriend." I only speak the truth. "No one thinks about what they think of their girlfriend before saying it. Its suppose to be like a reflex. Your nice, NO your not fat - even though she is."
"Well your special. Anything I say may offend you."
Does he think I'm not going to be offended by what he just said?
"But I guess I just did." He said. "I think your really pretty."
"Are you just saying that?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"See, your getting better at this reflex stuff."
"It wasn't a relfex." He said gently. "So what do you think of me?"
"I think, I think your the most handsome boy I have ever met."
"Youh'v had practice."
"Yeah I did. But I really ment it."
I don't know If I was lying or not. Like it matters, this is all still just pretend, right? I mean I don't like James and his eyes that I am currently looking at. I also don't like the way we always end up kissing after we pretend and say nice things to each other. Maybe.
"Lets go its getting late." He said.
We got back on the broom and flew down. It wasn't scary this time because I knew James was there to protect me.
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We came back way past midnight. The portrait of the fat lady screamed and scoled at us.
"But we were chasing some kids who wouldn't go to bed." I lied.
"Where are they then?" She asked.
"It turned out that it was just a cat roaming the halls." James said.
"My my, arn't we stupid." She said swinging herself open.
Since when was the fat lady so concerned about us? I guess it must be very boring to be a portrait.
"Is it just me or is the portrait getting fatter? I don't suppose they eat, do they?" James said.
"Hadn't really though of it ... well I did see them drink tea once. Or maybe they were just pretending to?"
He laughed. "We should really go to bed now."
"I suppose." I said giving him a kiss on his cheek.
Uh, why did I do that? Is there something going on between me and James that I don't know about? Something like ... Love?
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Authors note:
YAY! This fan fic might acctaully have a happy ending.
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Chapter Ten
~Lily Evans-Day seven~
"We could go take a moonlight walk in Paris and then dance all night." James said.
It was the sunday of the hogsmead weekend. The nightly watch was extremely boring that night. I guess Hogsmead wore everyone out and they all decided to go to bed early that night. Either that or they all decided to go to bed so that they could get up early the next day and get to class on time. Yeah right.
"Acctually skip the dancing." James said. "I'm just going to ride on my broom all night."
"Hey! I though you were planning an evening for the two off us, not for you."
"I guess you could just ride on the broom with me then."
"Acctually ride on the broom all you want. Forget about me. Just drop me off to a fancy hotel in Paris, I'll find something to do."
This totally shocked expression suddently appeared onn his face. "Your affraid of the broom!"
"No, I'm just afraid of heights."
Without saying one word he grabbed his broom and my arm and bolted out the door.
"James were suppose to be watching the door so that no one would go out. So why are WE the ones outside?" It is freezing out here and extremely dark.
"I'm going to make you get over you fear of heights. Come on, get on the broom."
"No way." I said through chattering teeths.
"You bought it."
"I bought it for you."
"Please?" He said giving me puppy dog eyes.
How could I resist?
"Hold tight, I don't want you falling."
Belive me, I do not want to fall. So I hold on to the broom. James sat in front of me and up we went into the cold nights air.
So far so good. This isn't so high, I mean I could still touch the ground. Okay now I can't but I could if I tried, maybe.
All the sudden James flys the broom way high. A bit too high. Maybe not a bit. It was really high. So high I feel like trowing up.
This is just like the time I first flew on a broom. I didn't hold on tight enough so I fell off.
My grip hardens on the broom but then the worst has happend. I look down. Where was the grass? Quick better grab on something. The closest thing to grab on was James. I grabbed on his shoulder and held it tightly.
"Lily you okay?"
"Yeah." I managed to answer.
"Okay good because your kind of squezzing me ... "
"Sorry." I lightened my grip. Maybe I should stop being so paranoid. "James where are we going?"
"Here." We got off the broom and landed on the schools roof. "Welcome to the schools roof. Its al least 100 ft high up and is sure to cure your fear of heights."
"No it isn't. I just feel like barfing."
We sat on the edge and stared at the amasingly sparkly stars. I never acctually looked at stars before. They look like mistakes on a black sheet of paper, mistakes that shined brightly.
"Wow, their so pretty."
"I guess this means your not scared anymore?"
I shot him a look. He just smile that smile that is adorable and placed his arm around me. This surprisingly kept me warm.
"I bethca I know what your thinking." James said.
"What?"
"I don't know. I'm not a mind reader you know. So what are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking ... I'm thinking your weird."
"So are you."
"Are you calling me stupid?"
"No I do not think you are stupid." I shot him a look. "Or fat." He added. "Or skinny or annoying."
"What do you think of me then?" This had better be good.
"I think your ... " He paused and stared hard at his shoe.
"Your a terrible boyfriend." I only speak the truth. "No one thinks about what they think of their girlfriend before saying it. Its suppose to be like a reflex. Your nice, NO your not fat - even though she is."
"Well your special. Anything I say may offend you."
Does he think I'm not going to be offended by what he just said?
"But I guess I just did." He said. "I think your really pretty."
"Are you just saying that?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"See, your getting better at this reflex stuff."
"It wasn't a relfex." He said gently. "So what do you think of me?"
"I think, I think your the most handsome boy I have ever met."
"Youh'v had practice."
"Yeah I did. But I really ment it."
I don't know If I was lying or not. Like it matters, this is all still just pretend, right? I mean I don't like James and his eyes that I am currently looking at. I also don't like the way we always end up kissing after we pretend and say nice things to each other. Maybe.
"Lets go its getting late." He said.
We got back on the broom and flew down. It wasn't scary this time because I knew James was there to protect me.
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We came back way past midnight. The portrait of the fat lady screamed and scoled at us.
"But we were chasing some kids who wouldn't go to bed." I lied.
"Where are they then?" She asked.
"It turned out that it was just a cat roaming the halls." James said.
"My my, arn't we stupid." She said swinging herself open.
Since when was the fat lady so concerned about us? I guess it must be very boring to be a portrait.
"Is it just me or is the portrait getting fatter? I don't suppose they eat, do they?" James said.
"Hadn't really though of it ... well I did see them drink tea once. Or maybe they were just pretending to?"
He laughed. "We should really go to bed now."
"I suppose." I said giving him a kiss on his cheek.
Uh, why did I do that? Is there something going on between me and James that I don't know about? Something like ... Love?
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Authors note:
YAY! This fan fic might acctaully have a happy ending.