A/N: well, here starts this fairy tale. I rebuilt it and am much more happy
with it now than before, so you have to rrr or lots of nasty smelly things
will happen. Oh yes, I'm also on the look out for a beta-reader because I'm
not as comfortable with English as I thought I would be.
The story starts
The meeting
James, Sirius, Peter and Remus rampaged out of their dormitory, the three practically carrying the latter. The clock had just stroke eleven, and the full moon had revieled itself from behind the curtain of clouds. The boys were in a big hurry. Because of some nameless reason, they had succeeded not to notice the big yellow ball hanging in the night sky. Remus was in great pain, already growing hair on the palms of his hands, and the other three were panicking. Losing control of their limbs in hysteria, they made a horrible racket of just coming out of the dormitory.
Peter was the first to notice her. He nudged James, putting a finger to his lips.
"What should we do?" he asked. "She's going to tell", Peter looked at the girl worriedly.
James was the only one still controlling his thoughts. He threw the invisibility cloak he was holding to Sirius and whispered nodding his head toward the girl: "You two take care of Remus, hide him with this. I'll take care of her."
Sirius nodded and quickly dove under the cloak pulling Remus beside him. The potrait hole opened and a small rat went through it.
"Hi Lily", said James sitting down casually next to her. The girl was sitting legs crossed on the sofa a book open in her lap. Her red hair had fallen in front of her face as she had bent down to read the clearly interesting book.
She did not answer right away, but only lifted her chin a little, obviously having a hard time taking her eyes of the book. "Evening", she muttered.
"So what's up?" James asked, relieved. If the girl was so into this book she probably hadn't noticed the mysterious dissapearance of his friends.
The girl tore her attention away from the book and looked at the boy. James was startled of the fear he could see in her eyes.
"Is something wrong?" he asked sincerely worried.
"Oh no, no. It's just the book", her eyes relaxed taking now a warm expression. She smiled a little and shut the book showing the writer to James.
"Edgar Allan Poe", he read.
James looked at the girl with a small baffled smile on his face. He realised that even after four and a half years of practically living in the same room, he had never really talked to the girl.
"How come your, um, still here?" James asked, trying to start a conversation.
Lily looked up realising she couldn't get rid of this boy that easily: " I could ask you the same question. But I wouldn't want to make you lie", she said quietly looking down at her lap. Lily had always been a loner. She felt that no one had ever wanted to get to know her before and didn't quite know how to be with this boy.
James looked at her puzzled. What was the girl talking about? James kept quiet, he was afraid of what he could find out.
Both just stared into the fire for a while. James was drousy and warm. He had forgotten where he was and with whom, and felt safe.
"I wonder how bananas burn?" This was a pretty typical sentence from the tired boy's mouth. He was a funny boy and usually came up with the craziest solutions to problems with the marauders. The only problem was that half of his ideas were dangerous to try. He also had a habit of thinking aloud and thus giving there plans away.
The girls presence had slipped James' mind and he jumped a little when Lily said: "I would think they turn black and smelly", with a serious face, still staring into the fire.
He smiled as he looked at the girl, but turned his eyes quickly back to the fire:"I wonder if I could do the same with Snape's hair?" he said wearing an evil grin.
Lily didn't seem amused. She wasn't going to get involved in the issue though. She had no plans to ruin the marauders plans and make herself seen. There was silence once again.
Lily hugged her knees and turned her gaze to the boy just to find him looking at her too. Without thinking about it he ran his fingers through his messy hair. Lily smiled and ran her own through her hair also. The boy stayed serious and moved his hand once more through his dark head. So did Lily, only this time she did it slower and closed her eyes looking as if she enjoyed it more than anything.
James laughed and rubbed his face in his hands with half closed eyes. He felt as though he could just laugh all night with no reason.
He had slumped down in the chair and his hands were hanging loosely down the side of the armrests.
Suddenly Lily got the urge to climb into his lap and snuggle under his arm. She got startled of her own mind. Where had this thing come from? She shook the idea off as quickly as it had come, but didn't feel very casual anymore. She didn't want to be like one of the other girls who giggled each time they saw James or asked him out in the library with a big group of friends listening behind a shelf.
So she smoothly said:"My, my, look at the time. I must be off already, I need to get my beauty sleep", she grinned at herself, not caring if the boy understood her joke.
James looked after her as she rose and went to the stairs of the dormitory. He wrinkled his forehead in thought. He noticed how her wavy hair fell beautifully on her back and the hem of her robes dragged behind her. He didn't want to take his eyes off her.
At the top of the stairs she turned once more and said:
"Oh, yes, and James, if I were you I'd be a bit more careful."
The boy quickly forgot her hair and concentrated on prosessing her words in his head: "How so?" he asked.
Lily went on, trying not to get lost in the deep blue eyes of the boy: "I don't believe I'm the only one whose noticed a stag and a dog together in the grounds at night", she almost whispered and looked at her shoes.
James gasped. Lily started climbing the stairs again.
The story starts
The meeting
James, Sirius, Peter and Remus rampaged out of their dormitory, the three practically carrying the latter. The clock had just stroke eleven, and the full moon had revieled itself from behind the curtain of clouds. The boys were in a big hurry. Because of some nameless reason, they had succeeded not to notice the big yellow ball hanging in the night sky. Remus was in great pain, already growing hair on the palms of his hands, and the other three were panicking. Losing control of their limbs in hysteria, they made a horrible racket of just coming out of the dormitory.
Peter was the first to notice her. He nudged James, putting a finger to his lips.
"What should we do?" he asked. "She's going to tell", Peter looked at the girl worriedly.
James was the only one still controlling his thoughts. He threw the invisibility cloak he was holding to Sirius and whispered nodding his head toward the girl: "You two take care of Remus, hide him with this. I'll take care of her."
Sirius nodded and quickly dove under the cloak pulling Remus beside him. The potrait hole opened and a small rat went through it.
"Hi Lily", said James sitting down casually next to her. The girl was sitting legs crossed on the sofa a book open in her lap. Her red hair had fallen in front of her face as she had bent down to read the clearly interesting book.
She did not answer right away, but only lifted her chin a little, obviously having a hard time taking her eyes of the book. "Evening", she muttered.
"So what's up?" James asked, relieved. If the girl was so into this book she probably hadn't noticed the mysterious dissapearance of his friends.
The girl tore her attention away from the book and looked at the boy. James was startled of the fear he could see in her eyes.
"Is something wrong?" he asked sincerely worried.
"Oh no, no. It's just the book", her eyes relaxed taking now a warm expression. She smiled a little and shut the book showing the writer to James.
"Edgar Allan Poe", he read.
James looked at the girl with a small baffled smile on his face. He realised that even after four and a half years of practically living in the same room, he had never really talked to the girl.
"How come your, um, still here?" James asked, trying to start a conversation.
Lily looked up realising she couldn't get rid of this boy that easily: " I could ask you the same question. But I wouldn't want to make you lie", she said quietly looking down at her lap. Lily had always been a loner. She felt that no one had ever wanted to get to know her before and didn't quite know how to be with this boy.
James looked at her puzzled. What was the girl talking about? James kept quiet, he was afraid of what he could find out.
Both just stared into the fire for a while. James was drousy and warm. He had forgotten where he was and with whom, and felt safe.
"I wonder how bananas burn?" This was a pretty typical sentence from the tired boy's mouth. He was a funny boy and usually came up with the craziest solutions to problems with the marauders. The only problem was that half of his ideas were dangerous to try. He also had a habit of thinking aloud and thus giving there plans away.
The girls presence had slipped James' mind and he jumped a little when Lily said: "I would think they turn black and smelly", with a serious face, still staring into the fire.
He smiled as he looked at the girl, but turned his eyes quickly back to the fire:"I wonder if I could do the same with Snape's hair?" he said wearing an evil grin.
Lily didn't seem amused. She wasn't going to get involved in the issue though. She had no plans to ruin the marauders plans and make herself seen. There was silence once again.
Lily hugged her knees and turned her gaze to the boy just to find him looking at her too. Without thinking about it he ran his fingers through his messy hair. Lily smiled and ran her own through her hair also. The boy stayed serious and moved his hand once more through his dark head. So did Lily, only this time she did it slower and closed her eyes looking as if she enjoyed it more than anything.
James laughed and rubbed his face in his hands with half closed eyes. He felt as though he could just laugh all night with no reason.
He had slumped down in the chair and his hands were hanging loosely down the side of the armrests.
Suddenly Lily got the urge to climb into his lap and snuggle under his arm. She got startled of her own mind. Where had this thing come from? She shook the idea off as quickly as it had come, but didn't feel very casual anymore. She didn't want to be like one of the other girls who giggled each time they saw James or asked him out in the library with a big group of friends listening behind a shelf.
So she smoothly said:"My, my, look at the time. I must be off already, I need to get my beauty sleep", she grinned at herself, not caring if the boy understood her joke.
James looked after her as she rose and went to the stairs of the dormitory. He wrinkled his forehead in thought. He noticed how her wavy hair fell beautifully on her back and the hem of her robes dragged behind her. He didn't want to take his eyes off her.
At the top of the stairs she turned once more and said:
"Oh, yes, and James, if I were you I'd be a bit more careful."
The boy quickly forgot her hair and concentrated on prosessing her words in his head: "How so?" he asked.
Lily went on, trying not to get lost in the deep blue eyes of the boy: "I don't believe I'm the only one whose noticed a stag and a dog together in the grounds at night", she almost whispered and looked at her shoes.
James gasped. Lily started climbing the stairs again.