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And Sploogal -the next chapter is here so you can't kill me on my birthday!

And as before -anything in itallics is written like ^this^.

Chapter Four

On Friday night the three girls were sitting around the common room fire, discussing the behavioural patterns of James Potter.

'I'm sick of it!' Lily blurted out.

'Care to be more specific?' Asked Alicia.

'Who's stupid enough to persist their antics on someone when they keep telling them it's pointless?' Lily asked.

'Well, James knows he can get you ' Alicia began.

'He's just going about it the wrong way, that's all.' Kate finished.

'I wish he wouldn't go about it at all.' Said Lily.

'Why's that?' Kate asked. 'I think it's sweet.'

'What's sweet about it?' Lily retorted.

Kate shrugged.

'Why don't you just go out with him?' Asked Alicia.

'Because,' said Lily, 'then he'd think he'd won me over -aside from the fact I don't ^want^ to go out with him, I think that, quite frankly, he doesn't ^deserve^ to go out with anyone -'

'Now that's a bit harsh!' said Kate, 'what's he done that makes him "undeserving"?'

Lily was tempted to give the kind of answer James would give if the question was about someone else, "it's not what he's done, it's more the fact that he exists..."

'He's a sleaze.' Was as much as Lily could say.

'Says who?' Asked Alicia.

'Well... that's just the impression I get -' Lily was cut short.

'I reckon you should give him a chance.' said Kate.

'Yeah, you give everyone else a chance -why not James?' Asked Alicia.

'Because the thought of what James might do if I did terrifies me.' Answered Lily.

'What? A snog or a shag?' Kate asked.

'Both -I don't want to imagine those lips on mine and -'

'Enough said, Lily, tell us the details ^after^ it's happened.' Said Alicia.

'Which is never.' Said Lily.

'Of course it is.' Added Kate.

'James irks me.' Said Lily.

'What if he comes in here now while we're talking about him?' Alicia queried.

'He won't,' came a voice from the fat lady's portrait, 'he's at quidditch training.' They turned to face Sirius, Kate smiling erotically.

'Stop pulling our legs, Evans the snog and the shag's not what frightens you -you're just scared he'll break your heart.' Sirius teased.

'Lily isn't interested in James in the slightest,' said Alicia, 'would you care to pass on the message to your delinquent friend?'

Sirius cackled.

'Been there, done that -and so have a lot of other people, for that matter. This "imprinting" thing doesn't work with this duckling.' He said.

'What was that about?' Kate asked, confused.

'Something I read in a muggle magazine about ducklings.' He muttered.

'When's your detention, Sirius?' Lily asked, changing the subject.

'Monday night,' he frowned, 'they're running out of ideas -I'm cleaning the third floor and James is cleaning the Great Hall -in the muggle way, obviously. we must each get these ones at least eight times a year.'

Lily frowned in disapproval.

'It just goes to show you spend more time in detention than you do anywhere else.' She said.

Sirius glowed with pride.

'Take nothing for granted.' He said and then retreated up into the boys dormitory.

'What was that all about?' Alicia asked.

***

The waterfall was the most bizarre yet the most enticing he had ever seen. the water was a deep red and he longed to touch it. He strode towards the captivating site but just a few feet away he tripped. he felt the ground for what he had tripped over and found a pair of marbles which resembled a pair of dazzling green human eyes.

The sound of water on water drew his attention away from the fascinating marbles and on to the peculiar waterfall which he longed to touch. He was but centimeters away, his hand outstretched, ready to feel the coolness of the red water. He slowly moved his hand into the red water, waiting for the feeling of cold. But his expected feeling of cold water was replaced by one of warm, silky... tresses?

James sat up in his four-poster bed. at this moment James came to realise he did not just ^like^ Lily -no, what he felt was far more than lust. he needed to speak to her. where would she be on a Saturday morning? He checked the time. right now, Lily would be asleep, he thought.

He threw his bed back onto his pillow and tried to go back to sleep. He couldn't -everytime he shut his eyes the image of Lily's dark red hair and magnificent emerald green eyes made their way into his mind.

He had the fortune, though, of ending up eating breakfast at the same time as Lily -in fact, it seemed the whole school was eating breakfast at the same time -was it something to do with the weather?

Owls came to deliver their daily post, one of them giving a letter to Lily. As Kate left her seat to speak to a Hufflepuff about some Potions homework, James took her place beside Lily. That hair -he wanted to feel it and know for sure that it felt like silk -and those eyes -he looked into them and forgot how to use his tongue.

'Can I -help you?' Lily asked in that polite tone of hers, while reading her letter.

'Go to Hogsmeade with me.' He said.

'Is that another request to go on a date?' She asked.

'I can't think of anything else it could be.' James stated.

'Why do you keep doing this?' Lily raised her voice, 'why do you ask the same thing over and over again and expect the answer to change? Why?'

The entire hall had fallen into silence and was listening to their conversation. James could tell by the look on Lily's face she was in rage -but this was Lily rage, benign but effective. James did not know why, but he felt rage boiling inside him, too.

'What's your problem?!' Lily bellowed, 'doesn't anything anyone says to you penetrate that thick skull of yours?!'

They were both standing up now, yelling at eachother though they were merely inches apart. it was not like Lily to say something like that to him -it was not like Lily to say something like that to ^anyone^, come to think of it.

He swore at Lily, calling her a few terrible things, making some very nasty comments and saying a range of highly snide remarks. James had the sudden urge to make this as difficult for Lily as possible. as Sirius and Remus were dragging a defensive James out of the Great Hall, James decided to make his impact.

'Don't worry, Evans!' James roared while being restrained by his friends, 'I'll whisk you away and we'll get married!'

***

'You prat!' Sirius threw James onto one of the armchairs in the common room. 'What-in-the-name-of-Merlin-did-you-do-that-for?!'

James looked up. 'Do what?'

Sirius started pacing, shaking his head. 'I hope you weren't really keen on her -because you've screwed it all up!'

'What do you mean I "screwed it all up"?!' James said, his temper beginning to rise again, taking offense to being told he, James Potter, was capable of screwing up. Screwing, he knew he was capable of, but screwing up?

'You embarassed her infront of the whole school for the love of God!' Sirius responded.

'Really? How'd I do that?' James asked, faking interest.

'Well, apparently, Lily doesn't matter to you as much as I thought she did so it doesn't really matter, now, does it?!'

'Why would she be upset over that? It was really -' James was cut off.

'Well, ^you^ wouldn't've seen it! You were too busy being a prick!' Sirius said.

'Seen ^what?^' James was getting frustrated.

'She was ^crying^, James.' Sirius told him.

'^Crying?!^ Why on earth was she ^crying?!^' James asked.

'I don't know -don't ask ^me^ how a girl's mind works!' Sirius retorted.

James eyed Sirius with suspicion.

'Why do you care so much?' James asked slowly.

'Because Lily's a nice person -even ^you^ should know she doesn't deserve to be treated like that!' Sirius replied.

'Like ^what?^' James persisted.

Sirius shot him a dark look. 'If you haven't figured it out already, I'm not going to tell you.'

James was very perturbed by Sirius's response and in turn stormed out of Gryffindor tower. Nothing was making sense -why had Sirius turned on him? Why had Lily cried? He had not said anything offensive, well, nothing worse than he had said to other people. But above all, why had he yelled? Why had he yelled what he did in particular? None of this made sense to James -and he wanted answers.

Perhaps, he thought, he had yelled at Lily because he did not like her at all? Perhaps he loathed her?

***

Lily, Kate and Alicia were clustered up in a corner of the library, hiding behind a large book and talking in whispers, Lily with tear-stained cheeks.

'It's okay Lily, now the whole school knows he's a prat.' said Kate.

'But -it's just -I was seriously considering giving him a chance -' Lily was cut short.

'Don't -you were right, he doesn't deserve it.' Alicia offered.

'Besides,' Kate began, 'you can do much better than the likes of him.'

'I say it's time for a little payback.' Alicia suggested

'H-how do you mean?' Lily asked in curiosity.

'Torment him -just get another candidate to string along and James will -'

'No Kate, I couldn't toy with someone's feelings like that -' Lily began.

'Do you like him,' Alicia questioned, 'or not?'

Lily grit her teeth. She willed herself to like him but the predicament at breakfast kept intruding her thoughts and lead her to her next three words, 'I hate him.'

A/N: Can you guess why Lily cried?

Until next chapter!