A/N: I have finished the story, but it's annoying to have to type it all up
on the computer, so, shame on me, I don't get around to doing it often.
Disclaimer: J.K: "I give up Stephanie McBride owns Harry Potter! I've been lying to you all!" (or would it just be easier to say that I don't own Harry Potter, or unfortunately, Ron Weaseley, than get all the rights changed and brainwash J.K. But ANYWAY.
Chapter VI: Rotten Eggs and Hard Luck.
James woke up in the morning with starry eyes and a good mood. He hunted around under his bed for his robes and got changed. Relaxing on his bed, he opened a package of Chocolate Frogs sent to him by one of his Secret Admirers and started reading Quidditch Quaffles: a novel. The door of the hospital wing opened and Snape walked in.
Now, James was in a good enough mood to greet ANYBODY.
"Hello Snape. Chocolate Frog? I have plenty." James held out a Chocolate Frog to Snape and smiled. The Frog leaped out of his hand and crawled under the bed, but he picked up another one, repeating the same offer.
Snape looked at him in disgust. "Why are you so bloody cheerful Potter. Mudblood finally accept you? That's so pathetic."Snape grabbed the Frog roughly from James' hand and bit it's head off. He threw the wrapper onto James' bed.
James' mouth compressed into one thin line. "Snape, take that back. Never call Lily that again."
Snape looked around the room in mock horror. "Who's here to stop me Potter? You're and invalid after you're nasty, heroic fall from a big, scarewey broomysticky!" Snape made a baby face and laughed at James. James pulled his wand from his robes. I really don't want to do this, for Lily's sake, but if he says one more thing.
"So, Potty-pants, you had to settle for a Mudblood? To bad. Well, Gryffindors are all scum. They're all half-bloods or mudbloods. All filth."
James discretely pointed his wand at Snape and muttered a quick spell under his breath. "Expelliarmus."
Snape's wand shot out of his hands, but before James could grab it, Snape made a mad dive for it and grabbed it. Snape pulled into a roll, stood up and shot the disarming spell at James. James jumped out of bed and the spell hit the wall, knocking several sleeping pictures askew. T5he pictures woke up, saw what was happening and quickly mumbled things about dentist appointments, scuttling off into the shadows at the other end of the room. Snape shot the dancing spell at James, who threw up a shield in the nick of time. (A/N: As my grandpa says.)
The drawn battle continued, Snape and James casting spell after spell at each other. Few of Snape's spells found their mark, thank to James' hours of Quidditch training, and all James' hexes lost power quickly, thanks (A/N: Or un-thanks to, if that's a word) to Snape's (freaky) knowledge of the dark arts, and consequently the knowledge of how to protect himself.
Let us gentile-type people leave the scene of this gruesome (well, not REALLY) battle and find one of the other gentile type people in this gosh- forsaken castle. Namely, to make a long story short, well, it isn't really that long, I suppose, in moderation, anyway, let us turn to one of the gentile type people in this castle, namely, to make a long story short, Lily (wow, this is like a Charles Dickens sentence it just goes on and on and on this is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends! some people, started singing it not knowing what it was.and now they'll keep on singing it forever just because, hey, have you noticed that this sentence still isn't over? have you guessed that I was on sugar high when I wrote this so I am not responsible for my actions, holy crap this is a long sentence I need to breathe, the end). ANYWAY:
Lily walked happily along the corridor, struggling with a rather large box. It contained a months supply of Zonko products, and was a gift for James.
I only hope that he doesn't use the rotten exploding eggs on Snape. Man those thing stink forever. Actually, he hasn't picked a fight with Snape for SO long! At least three months! I'll congratulate him on that when I finally make it to the hospital wing.
Several minutes later, Lily set the box down in front of the hospital wing door and opened it. She picked up the box, her eyes cast down, and elbowed the door open.
"JAMES! WE ARE FINISHED! OVER! And we haven't even been on a date yet.... BUT THAT'S NO EXCUSE! AS SOON AS I ACCEPT YOU, YOU THINK YOU CAN ACT LIKE AN ASS AGAIN WITH NO CONSEQUENCES? WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DAMN PROBLEM! I HATE MEN!" Lily turned and ran out of the room, crying. The box fell to the ground and exploded, the rotten exploding eggs adding and icky smell to James' gloom.
A/N: It is the song that never ends..... yes it goes on and on my friends.. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was (sing with me people) and now they'll keep on singing it forever just because...(music fades into the background)
Disclaimer: J.K: "I give up Stephanie McBride owns Harry Potter! I've been lying to you all!" (or would it just be easier to say that I don't own Harry Potter, or unfortunately, Ron Weaseley, than get all the rights changed and brainwash J.K. But ANYWAY.
Chapter VI: Rotten Eggs and Hard Luck.
James woke up in the morning with starry eyes and a good mood. He hunted around under his bed for his robes and got changed. Relaxing on his bed, he opened a package of Chocolate Frogs sent to him by one of his Secret Admirers and started reading Quidditch Quaffles: a novel. The door of the hospital wing opened and Snape walked in.
Now, James was in a good enough mood to greet ANYBODY.
"Hello Snape. Chocolate Frog? I have plenty." James held out a Chocolate Frog to Snape and smiled. The Frog leaped out of his hand and crawled under the bed, but he picked up another one, repeating the same offer.
Snape looked at him in disgust. "Why are you so bloody cheerful Potter. Mudblood finally accept you? That's so pathetic."Snape grabbed the Frog roughly from James' hand and bit it's head off. He threw the wrapper onto James' bed.
James' mouth compressed into one thin line. "Snape, take that back. Never call Lily that again."
Snape looked around the room in mock horror. "Who's here to stop me Potter? You're and invalid after you're nasty, heroic fall from a big, scarewey broomysticky!" Snape made a baby face and laughed at James. James pulled his wand from his robes. I really don't want to do this, for Lily's sake, but if he says one more thing.
"So, Potty-pants, you had to settle for a Mudblood? To bad. Well, Gryffindors are all scum. They're all half-bloods or mudbloods. All filth."
James discretely pointed his wand at Snape and muttered a quick spell under his breath. "Expelliarmus."
Snape's wand shot out of his hands, but before James could grab it, Snape made a mad dive for it and grabbed it. Snape pulled into a roll, stood up and shot the disarming spell at James. James jumped out of bed and the spell hit the wall, knocking several sleeping pictures askew. T5he pictures woke up, saw what was happening and quickly mumbled things about dentist appointments, scuttling off into the shadows at the other end of the room. Snape shot the dancing spell at James, who threw up a shield in the nick of time. (A/N: As my grandpa says.)
The drawn battle continued, Snape and James casting spell after spell at each other. Few of Snape's spells found their mark, thank to James' hours of Quidditch training, and all James' hexes lost power quickly, thanks (A/N: Or un-thanks to, if that's a word) to Snape's (freaky) knowledge of the dark arts, and consequently the knowledge of how to protect himself.
Let us gentile-type people leave the scene of this gruesome (well, not REALLY) battle and find one of the other gentile type people in this gosh- forsaken castle. Namely, to make a long story short, well, it isn't really that long, I suppose, in moderation, anyway, let us turn to one of the gentile type people in this castle, namely, to make a long story short, Lily (wow, this is like a Charles Dickens sentence it just goes on and on and on this is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends! some people, started singing it not knowing what it was.and now they'll keep on singing it forever just because, hey, have you noticed that this sentence still isn't over? have you guessed that I was on sugar high when I wrote this so I am not responsible for my actions, holy crap this is a long sentence I need to breathe, the end). ANYWAY:
Lily walked happily along the corridor, struggling with a rather large box. It contained a months supply of Zonko products, and was a gift for James.
I only hope that he doesn't use the rotten exploding eggs on Snape. Man those thing stink forever. Actually, he hasn't picked a fight with Snape for SO long! At least three months! I'll congratulate him on that when I finally make it to the hospital wing.
Several minutes later, Lily set the box down in front of the hospital wing door and opened it. She picked up the box, her eyes cast down, and elbowed the door open.
"JAMES! WE ARE FINISHED! OVER! And we haven't even been on a date yet.... BUT THAT'S NO EXCUSE! AS SOON AS I ACCEPT YOU, YOU THINK YOU CAN ACT LIKE AN ASS AGAIN WITH NO CONSEQUENCES? WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DAMN PROBLEM! I HATE MEN!" Lily turned and ran out of the room, crying. The box fell to the ground and exploded, the rotten exploding eggs adding and icky smell to James' gloom.
A/N: It is the song that never ends..... yes it goes on and on my friends.. Some people started singing it not knowing what it was (sing with me people) and now they'll keep on singing it forever just because...(music fades into the background)