I know that it took more than a week for me to update, but I am quite proud
to update now, instead of in a month.
I also know that it probably seems as though I don't plan ahead. I have all the main events planned, the rest of it I'm not too sure about. Some things that might look like, well like explanations to other things in the story, actually aren't. And I see that sometimes when I write cliff-hangers, like the one in the chapter before last chapter, it may seem like I planned on Lily's secret to be revealed, but then, when I started to write the next chapter decided not to. That's not the way it is, actually. I doubt this makes sense to anyone but me, or that anyone actually read this.
Originally, this was two chapters, but they were so short that I decided to put them together to a longer chapter. Be grateful.
Also, thanks a lot to those who reviewed. I do appreciate it. Really.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
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Lily would have to stay in the infirmary overnight, and she was bored already. It was about an hour after the last lessons had ended, but she hadn't been to any lessons. She had done her homework and read in her book, and now she had nothing to do. All the boys from her dorm, except Joe, had visited her. They told her that Joe had to do his homework and couldn't come with them. They had decided that they had to get back at James Potter and his gang, for wrecking their dorm, but they didn't yet know how.
She closed her eyes, trying to sleep, and just as she started to doze off she heard someone enter the infirmary.
It was either someone who came to visit her or someone who came to talk to Madam Pomfrey, she knew that, because she was the only person in the infirmary right then.
She opened her eyes, hoping for someone to talk to.
When she saw who it was, she closed her eyes again, as fast as she could, pretending to sleep, so that they wouldn't disturb her. The persons who had entered was James Potter and his friends.
Either they had seen her eyes open, or they didn't care about waking her up. They came marching towards her bed, not even trying to be quiet.
One of them cleared his throat. Lily hoped that they would give up if she continued pretending to sleep, but no such luck.
They continued making noises, and Lily continued to pretend, but after a while she decided that she'd have to talk to them, or they would never leave her alone.
Not bothering to pretend to wake up or be tired, she sat up and glared.
"Yes?" She hissed. This was meant to make them understand that she didn't want them there, but they were either too thick to understand or they didn't care. She had to wait a couple of minutes for them to stop laughing at her, before asking: "So, what do you want?"
"At least try to sound polite, Leonard Evans." Remus advised her. She glared at him.
"Why? 'cause you come in and disturb me, 'cause you are /so/ polite yourselves or because you wrecked my room?" She hadn't meant to mention the room, it had just slipped out. Well, nothing to do about that now. She continued to glare at them.
"After hearing about your. incident in Defence Against the Dark Arts class we decided that you have enough enemies at Hogwarts." James Potter declared. Lily glared at him.
"What do you mean?" She wondered.
"Well, with Neorin hating you, you don't really need us as enemies as well." Peter explained. "I convinced." He looked at James and gulped. "I mean.James decided that we should leave you alone."
Lily glared at James. They expected her to be thankful for them deciding to leave her alone? They expected her not to get back at them for wrecking her and her friends' dormitory? She was about to tell them that they were idiots, but before she could say anything Sirius started talking.
"But, we expect you to treat us with respect. Never talk to us unless talked to. Never talk about us without respect."
"You are idiots." Lily answered. "You think that after you wrecking our dorm, after you insulting me and being mean to me, I would just forgive you? I tell you, even if you never had done anything to me, I would not agree with those rules you made up."
James looked angry, Sirius and Remus surprised and Peter like he was sorry for her. James glared at Peter, and at Lily.
"Your choice," James finally responded, "Stupid choice, but it was yours. You will regret it." They turned to leave.
It was first then it hit Lily that she maybe should have just gotten back at them, not telling them first. She hit her head against the wall. She was so stupid.
And why didn't anyone visit her? She was bored. Where was Joe?
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Joe was troubled. It was almost a week after Leo had left the infirmary, and Joe had avoided him since they had showed Leo the letter. He understood that Leo maybe didn't want to talk about his years as a 'girl' but he could have mentioned it. They were friends, for Merlin's sake, they should tell each other things. Well, maybe Joe wasn't one to talk. He had a couple of things that he had yet to tell Leo, but he wasn't planning on doing it anytime soon.
And Leo had seemed so uneasy when telling about it. It probably was the first time he told anyone. It felt nice to know that Leo trusted them that much. Poor Leo.
But the thing that really was troubling Joe was guilt. He had tried to convince the other boys that they should wait with confronting Leo until he was back to normal, but only half-heartedly. He had wanted to know, but when they asked Leo, and Joe saw how he reacted, that he jerked back and looked haunted when he saw the letter, made him sure that they had been wrong to go to him before he had left the infirmary.
They should have waited. And Leo was such a good person, too. Honest. It must have broken his heart to have to lie, but of course he didn't want to be teased. They should have trusted him. They should have known that he wouldn't lie to them. Leo trusted them, and now they had proved that they didn't trust him.
He felt uneasy around Leo now. He would have to tell him that he was sorry, that he should have trusted him. But it was so hard.
Maybe he could write a letter, and tell Leo that he was sorry. That sounded good. He would do that.
Lily was worried. Joe had been very uneasy around her lately. Had he guessed? Probably. He had acted that way since they asked her about the letter. But she couldn't tell them. And if Joe knew? Would he tell them? Maybe. He maybe was angry with her for not telling the truth. Or felt that he had to tell the truth? The best thing she could do was to talk to him, tell him the whole story and ask him to keep silent. She had decided that when she was in the infirmary, being bored because she had nothing to do and everybody else had lessons, but still, almost a week after deciding to talk to Joe, she still hadn't done it.
She had left the infirmary a couple of days ago, but she was still quite weak. But if she didn't talk to him soon, he was likelier to tell somebody. She had to tell him, and she had to tell him soon. But it was so hard. How do you tell your best friend that all the time you've known each other, you have been lying?
Maybe she could write a letter and tell Joe to meet her somewhere and talk about it. That sounded good. She would do that.
Dear Joe, I've noticed that you have been avoiding me for the last week, and I think that I know why. I think that you've figured out my secret, and I ask you not to tell anyone until we have talked to each other. It is really important to me, and I hope you can do me that small favour, even if I have had to lie to you and the others for a long time. Meet me by the Quidditch pitch at lunch tomorrow, and I'll tell you without anyone else overhearing. Please reply and tell me that you will come. And please; don't tell anyone.
Yours sincerely, Leonard Evans
Only a couple of minutes after Lily had sent Satan with her letter to Joe, another owl came flying into the dormitory, in which she sat alone. She knew that it probably wasn't Joe's reply, as he would not receive her owl in another five minutes, and he would send the reply with Satan.
To her surprise, it was Joe's handwriting on the envelope. He must have sent it about the same time that she sent her letter. She ripped it open and read.
Dear Leo, I'm sorry that I have avoided you for the last week. Truth to be told, I felt guilty, for thinking that you didn't tell the truth, thinking that that you had secrets from us, from me. I should have known better, I know that you are a very honest person, and I understand that the time you had to pretend to be a girl was very hard for you. I'm sorry that we didn't trust you, as we should have trusted you. You are our friend, and friendship is built on trust. I'm sorry, and I hope that we can continue to be friends.
Your friend, Joseph Etter
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Well, that's it. Not too long, but twice as long as the chapter originally was. Did you like it? Hate it? Did you read all of it? Should I write longer chapters? Shorter? What do you think that Joe'll think? Review and tell me, please.
I also know that it probably seems as though I don't plan ahead. I have all the main events planned, the rest of it I'm not too sure about. Some things that might look like, well like explanations to other things in the story, actually aren't. And I see that sometimes when I write cliff-hangers, like the one in the chapter before last chapter, it may seem like I planned on Lily's secret to be revealed, but then, when I started to write the next chapter decided not to. That's not the way it is, actually. I doubt this makes sense to anyone but me, or that anyone actually read this.
Originally, this was two chapters, but they were so short that I decided to put them together to a longer chapter. Be grateful.
Also, thanks a lot to those who reviewed. I do appreciate it. Really.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
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Lily would have to stay in the infirmary overnight, and she was bored already. It was about an hour after the last lessons had ended, but she hadn't been to any lessons. She had done her homework and read in her book, and now she had nothing to do. All the boys from her dorm, except Joe, had visited her. They told her that Joe had to do his homework and couldn't come with them. They had decided that they had to get back at James Potter and his gang, for wrecking their dorm, but they didn't yet know how.
She closed her eyes, trying to sleep, and just as she started to doze off she heard someone enter the infirmary.
It was either someone who came to visit her or someone who came to talk to Madam Pomfrey, she knew that, because she was the only person in the infirmary right then.
She opened her eyes, hoping for someone to talk to.
When she saw who it was, she closed her eyes again, as fast as she could, pretending to sleep, so that they wouldn't disturb her. The persons who had entered was James Potter and his friends.
Either they had seen her eyes open, or they didn't care about waking her up. They came marching towards her bed, not even trying to be quiet.
One of them cleared his throat. Lily hoped that they would give up if she continued pretending to sleep, but no such luck.
They continued making noises, and Lily continued to pretend, but after a while she decided that she'd have to talk to them, or they would never leave her alone.
Not bothering to pretend to wake up or be tired, she sat up and glared.
"Yes?" She hissed. This was meant to make them understand that she didn't want them there, but they were either too thick to understand or they didn't care. She had to wait a couple of minutes for them to stop laughing at her, before asking: "So, what do you want?"
"At least try to sound polite, Leonard Evans." Remus advised her. She glared at him.
"Why? 'cause you come in and disturb me, 'cause you are /so/ polite yourselves or because you wrecked my room?" She hadn't meant to mention the room, it had just slipped out. Well, nothing to do about that now. She continued to glare at them.
"After hearing about your. incident in Defence Against the Dark Arts class we decided that you have enough enemies at Hogwarts." James Potter declared. Lily glared at him.
"What do you mean?" She wondered.
"Well, with Neorin hating you, you don't really need us as enemies as well." Peter explained. "I convinced." He looked at James and gulped. "I mean.James decided that we should leave you alone."
Lily glared at James. They expected her to be thankful for them deciding to leave her alone? They expected her not to get back at them for wrecking her and her friends' dormitory? She was about to tell them that they were idiots, but before she could say anything Sirius started talking.
"But, we expect you to treat us with respect. Never talk to us unless talked to. Never talk about us without respect."
"You are idiots." Lily answered. "You think that after you wrecking our dorm, after you insulting me and being mean to me, I would just forgive you? I tell you, even if you never had done anything to me, I would not agree with those rules you made up."
James looked angry, Sirius and Remus surprised and Peter like he was sorry for her. James glared at Peter, and at Lily.
"Your choice," James finally responded, "Stupid choice, but it was yours. You will regret it." They turned to leave.
It was first then it hit Lily that she maybe should have just gotten back at them, not telling them first. She hit her head against the wall. She was so stupid.
And why didn't anyone visit her? She was bored. Where was Joe?
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Joe was troubled. It was almost a week after Leo had left the infirmary, and Joe had avoided him since they had showed Leo the letter. He understood that Leo maybe didn't want to talk about his years as a 'girl' but he could have mentioned it. They were friends, for Merlin's sake, they should tell each other things. Well, maybe Joe wasn't one to talk. He had a couple of things that he had yet to tell Leo, but he wasn't planning on doing it anytime soon.
And Leo had seemed so uneasy when telling about it. It probably was the first time he told anyone. It felt nice to know that Leo trusted them that much. Poor Leo.
But the thing that really was troubling Joe was guilt. He had tried to convince the other boys that they should wait with confronting Leo until he was back to normal, but only half-heartedly. He had wanted to know, but when they asked Leo, and Joe saw how he reacted, that he jerked back and looked haunted when he saw the letter, made him sure that they had been wrong to go to him before he had left the infirmary.
They should have waited. And Leo was such a good person, too. Honest. It must have broken his heart to have to lie, but of course he didn't want to be teased. They should have trusted him. They should have known that he wouldn't lie to them. Leo trusted them, and now they had proved that they didn't trust him.
He felt uneasy around Leo now. He would have to tell him that he was sorry, that he should have trusted him. But it was so hard.
Maybe he could write a letter, and tell Leo that he was sorry. That sounded good. He would do that.
Lily was worried. Joe had been very uneasy around her lately. Had he guessed? Probably. He had acted that way since they asked her about the letter. But she couldn't tell them. And if Joe knew? Would he tell them? Maybe. He maybe was angry with her for not telling the truth. Or felt that he had to tell the truth? The best thing she could do was to talk to him, tell him the whole story and ask him to keep silent. She had decided that when she was in the infirmary, being bored because she had nothing to do and everybody else had lessons, but still, almost a week after deciding to talk to Joe, she still hadn't done it.
She had left the infirmary a couple of days ago, but she was still quite weak. But if she didn't talk to him soon, he was likelier to tell somebody. She had to tell him, and she had to tell him soon. But it was so hard. How do you tell your best friend that all the time you've known each other, you have been lying?
Maybe she could write a letter and tell Joe to meet her somewhere and talk about it. That sounded good. She would do that.
Dear Joe, I've noticed that you have been avoiding me for the last week, and I think that I know why. I think that you've figured out my secret, and I ask you not to tell anyone until we have talked to each other. It is really important to me, and I hope you can do me that small favour, even if I have had to lie to you and the others for a long time. Meet me by the Quidditch pitch at lunch tomorrow, and I'll tell you without anyone else overhearing. Please reply and tell me that you will come. And please; don't tell anyone.
Yours sincerely, Leonard Evans
Only a couple of minutes after Lily had sent Satan with her letter to Joe, another owl came flying into the dormitory, in which she sat alone. She knew that it probably wasn't Joe's reply, as he would not receive her owl in another five minutes, and he would send the reply with Satan.
To her surprise, it was Joe's handwriting on the envelope. He must have sent it about the same time that she sent her letter. She ripped it open and read.
Dear Leo, I'm sorry that I have avoided you for the last week. Truth to be told, I felt guilty, for thinking that you didn't tell the truth, thinking that that you had secrets from us, from me. I should have known better, I know that you are a very honest person, and I understand that the time you had to pretend to be a girl was very hard for you. I'm sorry that we didn't trust you, as we should have trusted you. You are our friend, and friendship is built on trust. I'm sorry, and I hope that we can continue to be friends.
Your friend, Joseph Etter
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Well, that's it. Not too long, but twice as long as the chapter originally was. Did you like it? Hate it? Did you read all of it? Should I write longer chapters? Shorter? What do you think that Joe'll think? Review and tell me, please.