Reading Between The Lines
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James looked up at the girl standing near his left shoulder. This girl had shoulder length, dark red hair, and almond shaped eyes that sparkled like emeralds. He immediately ran a hand through his hair, making it, if possible, stand on end worse than it had before.
'Hey, Evans,' he said smoothly, his tone becoming more deeper and mature than it had been before her arrival.
'Don't you hey Evans me, Potter,' she scowled. 'Leave him alone. What has he done to you?'
'Well,' said James, slightly at a loss for words, 'it's more a matter of him existing...'
This didn't seem to go well with her at all. Her eyes narrowed dangerously. 'You know, you're nothing more than a bully, James Potter. Thinking that just because you're on the Quidditch team and the top of your class that you own the place - going around hexing people just because you can,' she said coldly. 'It's a surprise you can even get that broom of yours off the ground, your head is so big.' With that, she stormed off. In shock, James's concentration faltered and the boy he had been suspending in the air crumpled to the ground painfully.
'What is with her?' he asked his best friend, Sirius Black, with puzzlement. Sirius grinned. 'Reading between the lines, Prongs, I think,' he said with amusement, 'that she means you're a little conceited, mate.'
James frowned and ran a hand through his hair yet again, noticing with disinterest that his latest victim was scrambling away. He was so caught up in the enigma that was Lily Evans, that he didn't think, not even for a moment, about following him.
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James Potter was many things, but tactful would never be one of them. He was popular, yes - quidditch captain, Gryffindor hero, resident prankster and class room genius - but this image, if anything, only made his already over-weight ego larger. While many over looked his bad qualities and skipped straight to the good ones - his good looks, great sense of humour and intimidating intelligence - there would always be a select group of people that saw what was actually the blunt truth - a cocky and conceited fifteen year old boy that indeed thought himself more important than most.
Lily Evans was one of these select few.
As a prefect, she of course saw it her duty to make Potter see the error of his ways. This plan had however taken a rather inconvenient twist when James had, in turn, made it his duty to make her 'his'. Had she not been a prefect, and had she not been a muggle-born, and had she not have had to put up with him for four years and a half, maybe, just maybe, this would have been a little uplifting to her. But his blatant arrogance had annoyed her from the start, and his new notion that, upon becoming his girlfriend, she would become 'his', only made this detestable trait of his more distasteful for her. This mostly owed to the fact that she was a muggle born, and, although James was never cruel to people because of their parentage selectively, she did know what it was like to be humiliated, and her heart went out to each person that James took upon himself to torment. It frustrated her so much that no matter what she said or did, she could just not break through the stupid idea that he had in his head that he had some image to live up to. Lily, being someone who disliked judging people, knew that James was capable of being a likable person. He did, after all, have a rather close knit group of friends, amongst a vast network of people that worshipped the very ground he walked on. He kept promises, he was deadly loyal to those he trusted, and had a great charisma and talent that made people simply lighten up just by looking at them with his mischievous hazel eyes - along with the quidditch team and his other claims to fame.
Lily was definitely out of his league, which was what made her so irritated about his whole new attempt to win her over - what did he want with her when there were heaps of gorgeous girls at Hogwarts that would simply jump at the chance to be wooed by James Potter? She wasn't in what would be deemed as the 'loser' crowd of the school - that was a group that consisted mainly of the people that James had taken a severe disliking to - namely Severus Snape - and had proceeded to humiliate, but she wasn't popular, either. Mainly because of her resistance towards James Potter. In fact, James may have very well welcomed her with open arms into his crowd of 'beautiful people', had she accepted him from the start. But she hadn't, and was therefore usually overlooked by James and his crowd. This, of course, was accepted by the rest - because what James said, goes, right?
Wrong. Or so Lily thought. She knew James had good reasons for giving a few certain people a hard time. But it was really one boy in particular. This was Severus Snape. Or, as James and his cronies called him, Snivelus. Severus was a quiet, studious boy that in many ways, was rather like Lily. But there was one little habit of his that made him, in her eyes, as bad as James Potter himself. And that was his tendency to discriminate others, namely herself, because of their parentage. She had been most surprised on one occasion that, shortly after she had rescued him from James's taunts, he had repaid her by calling her a mudblood. This had disgusted her to the roots of her red hair, but, out of both wounded pride and dislike for Potter, she had snapped an abolishment to James's commanding of Snape to apologise.
Snape wasn't popular, and he had of course called her one of the foulest things he could have said to someone like her, but still, in Lily's opinion, this was no reason for James to treat him the way he did. Especially since James didn't merely terrorize people that were in the wrong - he terrorized people for the smallest things, because he could. That was the one, simple reason. Because he could. And that is what angered Lily Evans.
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James Potter did not dislike Lily Evans. She was pretty - he'd even go as far as to say she was beautiful. And something about the way she fought for what she believed in always made him think. Of course it was always annoying to have her watching his every move, and glaring at him disapprovingly, but despite what she thought, he did actually listen to what she had to say. And yes, she - of all people - was capable of making him sink into deep thought, something that did not occur often.
She was clever, too. Not so much in her schoolwork - though she was exceptional at Charms - but she had a good head on her shoulders, and always knew what was going on. Perceptive, was the word James liked to use. But there was something about her, something that he could never put his finger on, that made her different from any other girl. And that, along with her hardly unnoticeable good looks, was what caught his attention. He felt a strange exhilaration when her argued with her that sometimes shocked him, leaving Lily Evans the only person to record with the ability to leave James Potter speechless. Quite the contrary from disliking her, James even, though he loathed to admit it, had a more than slight affection for Lily. In simpler terms, he liked her.
Now, James was quite accustomed to being able to have any girl he pleased, this being mainly due to the fact that the girls that interested him - a.k.a the girls with good looks - were just as interested in him. Lily was an exception, and this aggravated James to know end. When he had, to his best friends's greatest amusement, admitted that he indeed had a 'thing' for the feisty red-haired prefect that was constantly on his back, he had gone about it in the same cocky, conceited manner with which he went about everything else, which was perhaps his first mistake.
As he had yet to learn, not all girls were as madly in love with him as he thought. Lily was maybe the biggest example of this. There was no way she would become another's possession, or allow a boy to control her. This was the main reason, or so James insisted to his friends, that she had never had a boyfriend. But no matter that she had not yet given any indication whatsoever that she wanted to go out with him - if James desired it, so he would get. No one questioned him, anyhow - and any boys that had showed any interest in Lily Evans whatsoever immediately hid this fact. When James Potter went after a girl, there were few people that would dare to get in the way.
Already having been scolded by numerous teachers for scribbling the initials L.E. on his test papers, he had wisely remembered to etch out his latest design of the two letters on his last written exam. Teachers's warnings didn't stop him from carving it on the fireplace when he was bored, or from scratching it on his bed post while listening to his friends talk, though. He didn't care who knew. That would be a matter to consider if failure was a possibility, but James Potter never failed to get a girl.
Until Lily Evans.
~*~*~AUTHORS NOTE~*~*~
Hey guys. For all my readers from TWTTEOA Muggle Born and such, don't worry. I'm not abandoning you. I just felt the need to create a story that truly followed the MWPP personas now that it's been revealed how they actually were in the fifth book. I found it hard to continue on my other stories now that I've discovered that they're so out of character, but I will continue to write them. This is just a way to get the fact that they were stuck up gits out of my system.
The first bit was taken, but by memory, not word-for-word, from the Order of the Phoenix. JK owns it. I do not. Shame, isn't it?
Well, reviews would make me happy. Hint, hint. Just click that little button...
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~*~*~FLASHBACK~*~*~
James looked up at the girl standing near his left shoulder. This girl had shoulder length, dark red hair, and almond shaped eyes that sparkled like emeralds. He immediately ran a hand through his hair, making it, if possible, stand on end worse than it had before.
'Hey, Evans,' he said smoothly, his tone becoming more deeper and mature than it had been before her arrival.
'Don't you hey Evans me, Potter,' she scowled. 'Leave him alone. What has he done to you?'
'Well,' said James, slightly at a loss for words, 'it's more a matter of him existing...'
This didn't seem to go well with her at all. Her eyes narrowed dangerously. 'You know, you're nothing more than a bully, James Potter. Thinking that just because you're on the Quidditch team and the top of your class that you own the place - going around hexing people just because you can,' she said coldly. 'It's a surprise you can even get that broom of yours off the ground, your head is so big.' With that, she stormed off. In shock, James's concentration faltered and the boy he had been suspending in the air crumpled to the ground painfully.
'What is with her?' he asked his best friend, Sirius Black, with puzzlement. Sirius grinned. 'Reading between the lines, Prongs, I think,' he said with amusement, 'that she means you're a little conceited, mate.'
James frowned and ran a hand through his hair yet again, noticing with disinterest that his latest victim was scrambling away. He was so caught up in the enigma that was Lily Evans, that he didn't think, not even for a moment, about following him.
~*~*~END OF FLASHBACK~*~*~
James Potter was many things, but tactful would never be one of them. He was popular, yes - quidditch captain, Gryffindor hero, resident prankster and class room genius - but this image, if anything, only made his already over-weight ego larger. While many over looked his bad qualities and skipped straight to the good ones - his good looks, great sense of humour and intimidating intelligence - there would always be a select group of people that saw what was actually the blunt truth - a cocky and conceited fifteen year old boy that indeed thought himself more important than most.
Lily Evans was one of these select few.
As a prefect, she of course saw it her duty to make Potter see the error of his ways. This plan had however taken a rather inconvenient twist when James had, in turn, made it his duty to make her 'his'. Had she not been a prefect, and had she not been a muggle-born, and had she not have had to put up with him for four years and a half, maybe, just maybe, this would have been a little uplifting to her. But his blatant arrogance had annoyed her from the start, and his new notion that, upon becoming his girlfriend, she would become 'his', only made this detestable trait of his more distasteful for her. This mostly owed to the fact that she was a muggle born, and, although James was never cruel to people because of their parentage selectively, she did know what it was like to be humiliated, and her heart went out to each person that James took upon himself to torment. It frustrated her so much that no matter what she said or did, she could just not break through the stupid idea that he had in his head that he had some image to live up to. Lily, being someone who disliked judging people, knew that James was capable of being a likable person. He did, after all, have a rather close knit group of friends, amongst a vast network of people that worshipped the very ground he walked on. He kept promises, he was deadly loyal to those he trusted, and had a great charisma and talent that made people simply lighten up just by looking at them with his mischievous hazel eyes - along with the quidditch team and his other claims to fame.
Lily was definitely out of his league, which was what made her so irritated about his whole new attempt to win her over - what did he want with her when there were heaps of gorgeous girls at Hogwarts that would simply jump at the chance to be wooed by James Potter? She wasn't in what would be deemed as the 'loser' crowd of the school - that was a group that consisted mainly of the people that James had taken a severe disliking to - namely Severus Snape - and had proceeded to humiliate, but she wasn't popular, either. Mainly because of her resistance towards James Potter. In fact, James may have very well welcomed her with open arms into his crowd of 'beautiful people', had she accepted him from the start. But she hadn't, and was therefore usually overlooked by James and his crowd. This, of course, was accepted by the rest - because what James said, goes, right?
Wrong. Or so Lily thought. She knew James had good reasons for giving a few certain people a hard time. But it was really one boy in particular. This was Severus Snape. Or, as James and his cronies called him, Snivelus. Severus was a quiet, studious boy that in many ways, was rather like Lily. But there was one little habit of his that made him, in her eyes, as bad as James Potter himself. And that was his tendency to discriminate others, namely herself, because of their parentage. She had been most surprised on one occasion that, shortly after she had rescued him from James's taunts, he had repaid her by calling her a mudblood. This had disgusted her to the roots of her red hair, but, out of both wounded pride and dislike for Potter, she had snapped an abolishment to James's commanding of Snape to apologise.
Snape wasn't popular, and he had of course called her one of the foulest things he could have said to someone like her, but still, in Lily's opinion, this was no reason for James to treat him the way he did. Especially since James didn't merely terrorize people that were in the wrong - he terrorized people for the smallest things, because he could. That was the one, simple reason. Because he could. And that is what angered Lily Evans.
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James Potter did not dislike Lily Evans. She was pretty - he'd even go as far as to say she was beautiful. And something about the way she fought for what she believed in always made him think. Of course it was always annoying to have her watching his every move, and glaring at him disapprovingly, but despite what she thought, he did actually listen to what she had to say. And yes, she - of all people - was capable of making him sink into deep thought, something that did not occur often.
She was clever, too. Not so much in her schoolwork - though she was exceptional at Charms - but she had a good head on her shoulders, and always knew what was going on. Perceptive, was the word James liked to use. But there was something about her, something that he could never put his finger on, that made her different from any other girl. And that, along with her hardly unnoticeable good looks, was what caught his attention. He felt a strange exhilaration when her argued with her that sometimes shocked him, leaving Lily Evans the only person to record with the ability to leave James Potter speechless. Quite the contrary from disliking her, James even, though he loathed to admit it, had a more than slight affection for Lily. In simpler terms, he liked her.
Now, James was quite accustomed to being able to have any girl he pleased, this being mainly due to the fact that the girls that interested him - a.k.a the girls with good looks - were just as interested in him. Lily was an exception, and this aggravated James to know end. When he had, to his best friends's greatest amusement, admitted that he indeed had a 'thing' for the feisty red-haired prefect that was constantly on his back, he had gone about it in the same cocky, conceited manner with which he went about everything else, which was perhaps his first mistake.
As he had yet to learn, not all girls were as madly in love with him as he thought. Lily was maybe the biggest example of this. There was no way she would become another's possession, or allow a boy to control her. This was the main reason, or so James insisted to his friends, that she had never had a boyfriend. But no matter that she had not yet given any indication whatsoever that she wanted to go out with him - if James desired it, so he would get. No one questioned him, anyhow - and any boys that had showed any interest in Lily Evans whatsoever immediately hid this fact. When James Potter went after a girl, there were few people that would dare to get in the way.
Already having been scolded by numerous teachers for scribbling the initials L.E. on his test papers, he had wisely remembered to etch out his latest design of the two letters on his last written exam. Teachers's warnings didn't stop him from carving it on the fireplace when he was bored, or from scratching it on his bed post while listening to his friends talk, though. He didn't care who knew. That would be a matter to consider if failure was a possibility, but James Potter never failed to get a girl.
Until Lily Evans.
~*~*~AUTHORS NOTE~*~*~
Hey guys. For all my readers from TWTTEOA Muggle Born and such, don't worry. I'm not abandoning you. I just felt the need to create a story that truly followed the MWPP personas now that it's been revealed how they actually were in the fifth book. I found it hard to continue on my other stories now that I've discovered that they're so out of character, but I will continue to write them. This is just a way to get the fact that they were stuck up gits out of my system.
The first bit was taken, but by memory, not word-for-word, from the Order of the Phoenix. JK owns it. I do not. Shame, isn't it?
Well, reviews would make me happy. Hint, hint. Just click that little button...
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