Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I own none of these characters, but I wish I
owned James! He's sooo handsome (even though he is a bit of a git.)
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fiction, and only my second fic. in
total, so go easy on me, but please review. I really hope you like it. I'm
also very proud of myself because I posted this all by myself and I am NOT
a computer wizard. Enjoy reading!
The Things That Go Wrong
Chapter I: His Wish. James Potter brushed his hair back casually. Lily Evans thought he was being conceited, but by now it was just a habit. Lily. He hoped that she would look at him. They were sitting beside each other in class, after all. James wished that they could become a couple. And that she wouldn't look at him like that. When she could bring herself to look at him. He wanted to hold her in his arms, to look into her eyes. James realized he was staring at Lily. He shook his head.
It was halfway through James' 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. He had had a crush on Lily Evans since 3rd year, when he had become the star seeker for the Gryffindor House Quidditch Team. He didn't know why she didn't like him. As a matter of fact, most of the girls did. He tried to be nice to her. It must be Snivellus Snape's fault. He couldn't help it that Snape tried to jinx him every time he walked around the corner. What was he supposed to do, take it lying down like a coward? James knew that he loved Lily, and that he wanted to marry her. Last year, went he had taunted Snape so mercilessly, Lily had accused him of being egotistic, arrogant, selfish and proud. He had tried to stop doing that. She still hated him.
James took a piece of parchment out of his bag. On it he wrote:
"Padfoot, can you ask Evans why she won't go out with me? Tell me in the common room later this evening. You can catch her in the hall on the way to the Ravenclaw common room." (A/N: I didn't know which house Lily was in so I just put her in the house I felt like.)
James took out his wand and whispered an enchantment "Wingarduim Leviosa." The roll of parchment flew over his shoulder onto Sirius' desk. Lily scowled at him. He is always trying to show off, she thought. James threw her a pleading look. "Please. Evans, I wasn't trying to show off."
Lily turned her head, but she blushed.
"Mr. Potter." Transfiguration Professor Minerva McGonagall pronounced crisply. James groaned inwardly. He was in trouble. Another detention. Why am I the only one that ever gets caught? Padfoot and Moony pass notes all the time, but does McGonagall catch them? No. Figures.
"I suppose you think that you are above listening to my class?"
Lily threw James a scathing look. Thought James angrily, This is a conspiracy to make Lily hate me.
"No Professor McGonagall. I was apologizing to Miss Evans. I'm sorry if I disrupted the class."
Lily's heart skipped a beat. Miss Evans? James can be so polite. And he looks so calm and collected, so.cool. And he's the star of the Quidditch team. He is so handsome. All the girls love him. What? Am I talking about Potter? No, he is a jerk!! The pang of admiration and love that overcame Lily for those seconds was very much like what happened to many girls every time James came into their presence.
"I was annoying her, I'm afraid. I'm very sorry Miss Evans, and Professor McGonagall."
Annoying me? How could he annoy me? He is so brave, speaking up there, telling the truth so boldly. Sigh. What? Evans, get a grip on yourself! This is Potter we're talking about!
"What were you doing to annoy Evans, Potter?"
James thought fast. He could only think of one thing to say. If he said he asked Lily to repeat something about McGonagall's lecture, then she would think he wasn't listening, and there would be more homework.
"I was asking Miss Evans if she would like to go out with me to Hogsmeade this weekend."
"Potter, save your sentiments till after class. Detention."
Whew. Only detention. Good.
James apologized to Lily with his eyes. She smiled, but she couldn't figure out why. As McGonagall turned back to the blackboard, a scroll poked James in the back. He opened it. "Prongs. Well, mate, frankly, I think that I already know the answer, but I'll ask anyway." James heard a whispered incantation behind him. "Scripto." More writing appeared on the scroll, "Actually, did you see the way she looked at you when you apologized? You might have a chance, mate." James smiled. Lily might actually like him.
Lily looked at him sideways in a spasm of compassion. He was smiling broadly, and leaning back in his chair. He thinks that he has a chance with me, eh? Lily's mood turned sour. Let him try. Her heart ached. She realized she liked him. But she had to teach him that he wasn't the king of the world.
The Things That Go Wrong
Chapter I: His Wish. James Potter brushed his hair back casually. Lily Evans thought he was being conceited, but by now it was just a habit. Lily. He hoped that she would look at him. They were sitting beside each other in class, after all. James wished that they could become a couple. And that she wouldn't look at him like that. When she could bring herself to look at him. He wanted to hold her in his arms, to look into her eyes. James realized he was staring at Lily. He shook his head.
It was halfway through James' 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. He had had a crush on Lily Evans since 3rd year, when he had become the star seeker for the Gryffindor House Quidditch Team. He didn't know why she didn't like him. As a matter of fact, most of the girls did. He tried to be nice to her. It must be Snivellus Snape's fault. He couldn't help it that Snape tried to jinx him every time he walked around the corner. What was he supposed to do, take it lying down like a coward? James knew that he loved Lily, and that he wanted to marry her. Last year, went he had taunted Snape so mercilessly, Lily had accused him of being egotistic, arrogant, selfish and proud. He had tried to stop doing that. She still hated him.
James took a piece of parchment out of his bag. On it he wrote:
"Padfoot, can you ask Evans why she won't go out with me? Tell me in the common room later this evening. You can catch her in the hall on the way to the Ravenclaw common room." (A/N: I didn't know which house Lily was in so I just put her in the house I felt like.)
James took out his wand and whispered an enchantment "Wingarduim Leviosa." The roll of parchment flew over his shoulder onto Sirius' desk. Lily scowled at him. He is always trying to show off, she thought. James threw her a pleading look. "Please. Evans, I wasn't trying to show off."
Lily turned her head, but she blushed.
"Mr. Potter." Transfiguration Professor Minerva McGonagall pronounced crisply. James groaned inwardly. He was in trouble. Another detention. Why am I the only one that ever gets caught? Padfoot and Moony pass notes all the time, but does McGonagall catch them? No. Figures.
"I suppose you think that you are above listening to my class?"
Lily threw James a scathing look. Thought James angrily, This is a conspiracy to make Lily hate me.
"No Professor McGonagall. I was apologizing to Miss Evans. I'm sorry if I disrupted the class."
Lily's heart skipped a beat. Miss Evans? James can be so polite. And he looks so calm and collected, so.cool. And he's the star of the Quidditch team. He is so handsome. All the girls love him. What? Am I talking about Potter? No, he is a jerk!! The pang of admiration and love that overcame Lily for those seconds was very much like what happened to many girls every time James came into their presence.
"I was annoying her, I'm afraid. I'm very sorry Miss Evans, and Professor McGonagall."
Annoying me? How could he annoy me? He is so brave, speaking up there, telling the truth so boldly. Sigh. What? Evans, get a grip on yourself! This is Potter we're talking about!
"What were you doing to annoy Evans, Potter?"
James thought fast. He could only think of one thing to say. If he said he asked Lily to repeat something about McGonagall's lecture, then she would think he wasn't listening, and there would be more homework.
"I was asking Miss Evans if she would like to go out with me to Hogsmeade this weekend."
"Potter, save your sentiments till after class. Detention."
Whew. Only detention. Good.
James apologized to Lily with his eyes. She smiled, but she couldn't figure out why. As McGonagall turned back to the blackboard, a scroll poked James in the back. He opened it. "Prongs. Well, mate, frankly, I think that I already know the answer, but I'll ask anyway." James heard a whispered incantation behind him. "Scripto." More writing appeared on the scroll, "Actually, did you see the way she looked at you when you apologized? You might have a chance, mate." James smiled. Lily might actually like him.
Lily looked at him sideways in a spasm of compassion. He was smiling broadly, and leaning back in his chair. He thinks that he has a chance with me, eh? Lily's mood turned sour. Let him try. Her heart ached. She realized she liked him. But she had to teach him that he wasn't the king of the world.