Only two reviews!!!!! That's the worst yet. I took a long time to update
too! I won't update for a while more if I get such lousy reviews again-
see what I've had to resort to. threatening my readers! Anyhow PLEASE
review. An especially big THANX to the ppl who did review:
That Aerin- Once again thanks for reading! I don't know about
England, but here lots of guys call each other by their last names.
Maybe they think it's macho or something ; ) Once again thanks for
the help with British slang- I'm trying, but I always forget terms are
American! I'll try to go back and change that. Thanks for the other
ideas as well.
LogicalRaven- Right now I think my story's going down the pan (yet
another great British phrase!) But I'm going to keep at it for the
heck of it. My story's mainly prewritten too. I keep forgetting to
update though (it's my turn to blush!). Thanks again!
Well here's the next past of my story: remember to review- I have to know what I'm doing wrong since all my reviews stopped!!!!
Ch. 4
Trouble in Paradise
The next morning at breakfast Lily came down late. She scanned the Gryffindor table for a place to sit. There were Marie and Torri, and a little bit further up sat the Marauders.
Taking a deep breath Lily walked towards them. Lily leaned over the empty chair beside James. "Hey," she said.
"Hey!" he replied.
"Do you mind if I sit?" she asked, motioning to the chair.
Sirius glared at her, but James nodded happily. "Go ahead." Lily sat. "Want some breakfast?" asked James handing her a basket of toast. She took a piece, happily.
"I had a really great time last night," she told him in between bites.
"Yea?" Asked James sounding happy. "Me too." He watched her out of the corner of his eye as if contemplating something. "We could do it again some time if you want," he offered nonchalantly.
"Sure!" said Lily with a grin. Sirius, who had been watching the two, turned his eyes to his plate, a look of disgust on his face. Lily happily turned her attention to Remus and began talking about the prefect meeting.
The four boys walked to Transfiguration after lunch, Sirius and James leading the way. "So, is your new girlfriend going to sit with us everyday?" Sirius sneered.
"What's your problem?" asked James, who until that moment had looked quite pleased with himself. "Share much?" he asked sarcastically.
"Well," said Sirius, "she's not a Marauder, is she? And unless you want to make her one," he continued sarcastically, ignoring James' protests, "it's hazardous to Moony for her to continue to be with us."
"Yea- I'm sure you've got Moony's best interests at heart." Said James. All them same he looked back a Remus. "Moony, what do you think?"
Remus shrugged in an offhanded way, "I like Lily," he said. Sirius gave a dog-like growl, but said nothing more as they had reached Transfiguration.
A week later it had grown colder. James returned from Quidditch practice one night to find Remus, Sirius, and Peter playing exploding snap in the commons room. "Want to join?" Remus asked glancing up.
James shook his head, "I still have homework." As Peter gave a shriek (a piece had just exploded on him), James gathered up his books. "I think I'll go to the library and work," he told them with a grin, "it's quieter there."
He left them to their game and proceeded to the library. It was only half full and he spotted Lily, all alone, at a table. She was reading something on lined muggle paper, which she quickly shoved under a book when he approached. She gave a small wave and forced a smile to her face.
"Hey," he said. "Mind if I sit here?" She shook her head and he sat. "Why are you all alone?" he inquired. He followed her gaze to a table near the door where Marie and Torri sat. "I'm a little lacking in friends right now," she answered bitterly. She turned her head and stared fixedly at her book. James watched her, unsure of what to do. After a moment's awkward silence he asked, "want to talk?"
"No," was her short reply. James was beginning to get out her books when Lily looked back up. "Yes," she said, "yes, I do want to talk." She told him the whole story ending with: "I want to make up, I miss them. But I'm tired of giving in. Now you probably think I'm a total prat." She looked defiantly into his eyes.
"No," he said, "you're great. You're smart and kind, and beautiful. They should feel lucky to be you friend. I feel lucky to be your friend."
Lily was studying him with tears in her eyes. "Yes, you would say something like that so that now I feel mocked and silly," she said sarcastically. James, feeling very stupid, tried to protest, but she stopped him with a smile. She began to laugh. "Don't have a hippogriff!" she told him. "I was only kidding. Serves me right for trying to lighten the mood." James looked embarrassed, but only for a moment. Lily's laughter was contagious. Soon they were laughing so hard that Madam Pince, the librarian, had to come hush them.
Madam Pince's bird like look and harsh tones left them subdued. They continued to talk in hushed whispers though. "So," said James, "Now that I've made you feel wonderful about yourself it's your turn to flatter me."
Lily pretended to look thoughtful for a moment. "No," she finally said, "if you get any more conceited your head may get to big and blow up. And, although your hair is already messy, I would hate to ruin your handsome face." She finished with a smile on her face, but James looked upset.
"I'll never be good enough for you will I?" he stated angrily.
Lily looked stricken. "Oh God James- no!" she sputtered. "I was only teasing. That may be what I used to think, but no! You must know how handsome you are! And you've been so kind lately, and you really are very smart. And you're funny, and. well. I really enjoy being around you. I can talk to you. I'm sorry." Lily face turned bright red and she looked down at her book. She had been talking very fast.
"Well, it's good to know you're not completely indifferent to me," he said. When she finally looked up at him she saw he was smiling. "Look Lily," he said more seriously, "I know I can be arrogant, and rude, and a prat, but I'm trying, if for no other reason than to be your friend. There's my confession of the evening." Lily was still a little flushed, but she smiled at him. She didn't even see Madam Pince sweep up to their table. "Miss Evans, Mr. Potter. This discussion, though touching I'm sure, will need to be carried on elsewhere. You are the only two left in the library!" They looked around in surprise.
"Sorry Professor!" said Lily, as they gathered their things and left.
When James returned to his dormitory he found that Sirius was the only one still awake. He was reading a book on Quidditch, and didn't look up when James came in. In fact, Sirius gave no indication of noticing James until James was in bed in his pinstriped pajamas. "Full moon's tomorrow night. Are you going to be there?" asked Sirius, never looking up from his book. James blew out his candle and lay down. All he could see was Sirius illuminated by a candle and the moon shining dimly beyond the window.
"Of course I'll be there," he replied, "I'm always there." James automatically turned his head to Remus' bed.
"Must have had a lot of homework tonight," said Sirius in a would-be-calm voice. "You were at the library for a long time."
"I just had a bit. Then I saw Lily. What's with the questioning, are you done being the Wizenagot yet? Can I sleep?" James asked irritably.
"Oh- so you were with Lily," said Sirius glancing smugly over at James' bed. "I told Peter and Remus so."
"Told them what?" questioned James, now thoroughly annoyed.
"That when you blew us off again it would be for her."
"What's your problem with Lily?" cried James.
"I just don't like you blowing off your friends for a girl." Sirius said loudly.
"Shut up! Do you want to wake everyone up!" whispered James. "You're being stupid. We didn't even have plans tonight."
"Don't play dumb!" snarled Sirius. "You know know tomorrow night's a full moon. You of all people should know how sick Moony gets! Peter wasn't much help getting him down to the hospital wing!"
Guilt panged in James' stomach. "This is your problem with Lily- it's not about Moony, and you know it," he shouted angrily. "I'm going to bed. I don't need any more of this jealousy shit tonight." He shouted, pulling the scarlet curtain around his bed before Sirius could respond.
I know people might not like what a prat I made Sirius be- I know it's something that should be a little deal, but it always struck me in the books how childish and jealous could be. I like Sirius, but that's just my interpretation of his character!
Next Chapter: what's up with Lily's friend- confession time.
Coming soon: Hogsmeade weekend- aka date!!!!
That Aerin- Once again thanks for reading! I don't know about
England, but here lots of guys call each other by their last names.
Maybe they think it's macho or something ; ) Once again thanks for
the help with British slang- I'm trying, but I always forget terms are
American! I'll try to go back and change that. Thanks for the other
ideas as well.
LogicalRaven- Right now I think my story's going down the pan (yet
another great British phrase!) But I'm going to keep at it for the
heck of it. My story's mainly prewritten too. I keep forgetting to
update though (it's my turn to blush!). Thanks again!
Well here's the next past of my story: remember to review- I have to know what I'm doing wrong since all my reviews stopped!!!!
Ch. 4
Trouble in Paradise
The next morning at breakfast Lily came down late. She scanned the Gryffindor table for a place to sit. There were Marie and Torri, and a little bit further up sat the Marauders.
Taking a deep breath Lily walked towards them. Lily leaned over the empty chair beside James. "Hey," she said.
"Hey!" he replied.
"Do you mind if I sit?" she asked, motioning to the chair.
Sirius glared at her, but James nodded happily. "Go ahead." Lily sat. "Want some breakfast?" asked James handing her a basket of toast. She took a piece, happily.
"I had a really great time last night," she told him in between bites.
"Yea?" Asked James sounding happy. "Me too." He watched her out of the corner of his eye as if contemplating something. "We could do it again some time if you want," he offered nonchalantly.
"Sure!" said Lily with a grin. Sirius, who had been watching the two, turned his eyes to his plate, a look of disgust on his face. Lily happily turned her attention to Remus and began talking about the prefect meeting.
The four boys walked to Transfiguration after lunch, Sirius and James leading the way. "So, is your new girlfriend going to sit with us everyday?" Sirius sneered.
"What's your problem?" asked James, who until that moment had looked quite pleased with himself. "Share much?" he asked sarcastically.
"Well," said Sirius, "she's not a Marauder, is she? And unless you want to make her one," he continued sarcastically, ignoring James' protests, "it's hazardous to Moony for her to continue to be with us."
"Yea- I'm sure you've got Moony's best interests at heart." Said James. All them same he looked back a Remus. "Moony, what do you think?"
Remus shrugged in an offhanded way, "I like Lily," he said. Sirius gave a dog-like growl, but said nothing more as they had reached Transfiguration.
A week later it had grown colder. James returned from Quidditch practice one night to find Remus, Sirius, and Peter playing exploding snap in the commons room. "Want to join?" Remus asked glancing up.
James shook his head, "I still have homework." As Peter gave a shriek (a piece had just exploded on him), James gathered up his books. "I think I'll go to the library and work," he told them with a grin, "it's quieter there."
He left them to their game and proceeded to the library. It was only half full and he spotted Lily, all alone, at a table. She was reading something on lined muggle paper, which she quickly shoved under a book when he approached. She gave a small wave and forced a smile to her face.
"Hey," he said. "Mind if I sit here?" She shook her head and he sat. "Why are you all alone?" he inquired. He followed her gaze to a table near the door where Marie and Torri sat. "I'm a little lacking in friends right now," she answered bitterly. She turned her head and stared fixedly at her book. James watched her, unsure of what to do. After a moment's awkward silence he asked, "want to talk?"
"No," was her short reply. James was beginning to get out her books when Lily looked back up. "Yes," she said, "yes, I do want to talk." She told him the whole story ending with: "I want to make up, I miss them. But I'm tired of giving in. Now you probably think I'm a total prat." She looked defiantly into his eyes.
"No," he said, "you're great. You're smart and kind, and beautiful. They should feel lucky to be you friend. I feel lucky to be your friend."
Lily was studying him with tears in her eyes. "Yes, you would say something like that so that now I feel mocked and silly," she said sarcastically. James, feeling very stupid, tried to protest, but she stopped him with a smile. She began to laugh. "Don't have a hippogriff!" she told him. "I was only kidding. Serves me right for trying to lighten the mood." James looked embarrassed, but only for a moment. Lily's laughter was contagious. Soon they were laughing so hard that Madam Pince, the librarian, had to come hush them.
Madam Pince's bird like look and harsh tones left them subdued. They continued to talk in hushed whispers though. "So," said James, "Now that I've made you feel wonderful about yourself it's your turn to flatter me."
Lily pretended to look thoughtful for a moment. "No," she finally said, "if you get any more conceited your head may get to big and blow up. And, although your hair is already messy, I would hate to ruin your handsome face." She finished with a smile on her face, but James looked upset.
"I'll never be good enough for you will I?" he stated angrily.
Lily looked stricken. "Oh God James- no!" she sputtered. "I was only teasing. That may be what I used to think, but no! You must know how handsome you are! And you've been so kind lately, and you really are very smart. And you're funny, and. well. I really enjoy being around you. I can talk to you. I'm sorry." Lily face turned bright red and she looked down at her book. She had been talking very fast.
"Well, it's good to know you're not completely indifferent to me," he said. When she finally looked up at him she saw he was smiling. "Look Lily," he said more seriously, "I know I can be arrogant, and rude, and a prat, but I'm trying, if for no other reason than to be your friend. There's my confession of the evening." Lily was still a little flushed, but she smiled at him. She didn't even see Madam Pince sweep up to their table. "Miss Evans, Mr. Potter. This discussion, though touching I'm sure, will need to be carried on elsewhere. You are the only two left in the library!" They looked around in surprise.
"Sorry Professor!" said Lily, as they gathered their things and left.
When James returned to his dormitory he found that Sirius was the only one still awake. He was reading a book on Quidditch, and didn't look up when James came in. In fact, Sirius gave no indication of noticing James until James was in bed in his pinstriped pajamas. "Full moon's tomorrow night. Are you going to be there?" asked Sirius, never looking up from his book. James blew out his candle and lay down. All he could see was Sirius illuminated by a candle and the moon shining dimly beyond the window.
"Of course I'll be there," he replied, "I'm always there." James automatically turned his head to Remus' bed.
"Must have had a lot of homework tonight," said Sirius in a would-be-calm voice. "You were at the library for a long time."
"I just had a bit. Then I saw Lily. What's with the questioning, are you done being the Wizenagot yet? Can I sleep?" James asked irritably.
"Oh- so you were with Lily," said Sirius glancing smugly over at James' bed. "I told Peter and Remus so."
"Told them what?" questioned James, now thoroughly annoyed.
"That when you blew us off again it would be for her."
"What's your problem with Lily?" cried James.
"I just don't like you blowing off your friends for a girl." Sirius said loudly.
"Shut up! Do you want to wake everyone up!" whispered James. "You're being stupid. We didn't even have plans tonight."
"Don't play dumb!" snarled Sirius. "You know know tomorrow night's a full moon. You of all people should know how sick Moony gets! Peter wasn't much help getting him down to the hospital wing!"
Guilt panged in James' stomach. "This is your problem with Lily- it's not about Moony, and you know it," he shouted angrily. "I'm going to bed. I don't need any more of this jealousy shit tonight." He shouted, pulling the scarlet curtain around his bed before Sirius could respond.
I know people might not like what a prat I made Sirius be- I know it's something that should be a little deal, but it always struck me in the books how childish and jealous could be. I like Sirius, but that's just my interpretation of his character!
Next Chapter: what's up with Lily's friend- confession time.
Coming soon: Hogsmeade weekend- aka date!!!!