Lily awoke the next morning to find sunlight streaming through her
curtains. Confused, she sat up and looked around her.
"Where are my curtains...?" She wondered aloud groggily. Then she remembered. *Oh yeah, I'm head girl*. It was tradition for both the Head Girl, and the Head Boy to get private rooms. She glanced around her at her new environment. The room was not very big, there was enough space to move freely with a double bed, a desk, and a bureau, with a little space to spare. It was nice to have her own room, Lily admitted, but she would miss rooming with her two best friends, Alice Prewett, who she had met on the Hogwarts Express in first year, and Sandra Burnette, who had been too busy applying her makeup on the Hogwarts Express to do much mingling.
Lily dragged herself out of bed and into her bathroom, which she had to admit, was the best part about being head girl. No more sharing, no more having to make appointments to use the prefect's bathroom. It was all hers.
It was 8:30 by the time she got out of the shower, and Lily had to rush to get ready in time to make it downstairs for breakfast. She dressed in her school uniform, and giggled remembering Potter's remark about a man in uniform. Then she remembered herself, and stopped giggling. *Potter? Why in the world am I thinking of Potter at this ungodly hour??* she though, incredulously. She laughed it off, and finished getting dressed. Muttering a quick drying spell on her long red hair, she ambled out of the room, and made her way out of the common room.
~*~*~*~*~
"Hey Lil!" Yelled Alice, from where she was sitting down the table. Lily made her way over to her. "Good morning Head Girl," she giggled. She still hadn't gotten over her friend's new position.
"Hey," she smiled. Alice was, as always, ridiculously cheery considering the early hour. Lily glanced at Sandra, and was happy to see that she was not the only one in desperate need of caffeine. "How was your Holiday?" she shot at Alice, she had barely had a chance to talk to them at the feast the night before, because she had had to make sure all of the prefects new the password, and then she had been swept off to McGonagall's office for their meeting.
"It was a blast! We went to this adorable little village in France, and there was so many wine vineyards, and practically everywhere we went people were offering us wine, and I met this adorable muggle bloke there, Paul, and he snuck me out to go to this muggle music concert. Muggle music is very odd, but it was fun anyways. I had a little wine to drink, and I was giggling like mad the whole night." She gushed on and on about her Parisian Holiday, and Lily smiled sweetly.
She wished she could have gone on a Holiday that summer, but instead she had been forced to stay home for nearly the entire thing because Petunia just HAD to have an August wedding. Her entire Holiday had beet scattered with dress fittings and rehearsals, and stupid wedding showers, during which she had to pretend she could stand her sister. Petunia, however, did not have to make much of a pretense, and whenever their mother had been out of earshot, was horribly mean to Lily.
15 minutes later the bell rang, and they all made their way to transfiguration.
"What do we have after this" Sandra asked, much less sleepy than she had been earlier after drinking 3 cups of coffee.
"Ummm, we have History of Magic, and Herbology. Then I have Arithmancy after lunch, and you two have divination," she replied.
"Oh goodie," mumbled Sandra, examining some imaginary split ends in her hair. "Binns THIS early in the morning? Why don't they just call that class naptime and have done with it?" Lily and Alice laughed at this. Professor Binns' classes were notoriously boring and dull.
As they were leaving the Entrance Hall, Potter and his friends walked by. Just when Lily thought he would pass her without incident, and turned on his heal and strode over to her, completely unfazed by her friend's presence.
"Good morning, beautiful. How are you on this fine morning?" He really did have a tendency to over due it on the formalities.
"Good morning," she replied, rolling her eyes. Not wanting to be rude, but really not wanting to talk to him at the moment, she tried to get out of the conversation politely. " I'm great, now if you'll excuse me," and she made a valiant effort at walking away, but to no avail.
"Oh come on Lil, I didn't come over here just to flatter you with compliments, though that would be reason enough. I need to talk to you." She looked at him dubiously.
"What about?" she asked, though she had a pretty good idea that he wanted to talk to her about his little play thingy.
He grinned, " It's a secret..please? Can I just have one moment of your precious time? Come on," He was turning on the charm big time, and though she was immune to it, she thought she'd hear him out anyways.
"Oh all right. You two go on, I'll be along in a minute." James' smile grew even wider, though it didn't seem physically possible. He grabbed her arm and led her over to an alcove near a tapestry with a very ugly gremlin on it, looking in a crystal ball.
Lily's arm tingled where his hand was, and she realized she was getting tingles from Potter touching her. *Oh my gosh! What is WRONG with me?* she thought, very confused.
"So, what is it that you wanted? I haven't got all day you know, and if you make me late for Transfiguration I'm not going to be happy." He seemed unfazed by this and just continued gazing at her with his striking hazel eyes.
"Well, besides a date with the prettiest girl in school..no not just in school, definitely throughout the whole of England," she rolled her eyes. " I've been thinking about the play, which I know you're going to help me with, seeing as you're Head Girl, and I simply couldn't organize it without you. I'm going to have to hold auditions and all, and seeing as the play is called Snow White, it occurred to me that every girl in this palace is going to want to audition for your part."
"I haven't been casted in the part yet, Potter. There's the little bit about me accepting that you're forgetting."
"But Lily," he said, with a distinct whine in his voice, that was unnaturally cute. "I need you to play the part. And not just because you're gorgeous and you look the part. You're the only one who could act the part," he finished, with certainty.
"And exactly how did you determine that I can act?"
"Well, because you're muggle born. You grew up watching movies and seeing plays and looking up to actors. Probably none of the wizard borns in here have ever even HEARD of Disney. Wizards aren't renoun for their wondrous acting ability."
"That's rubbish, and you know it James." *you just said his name! Omg!*. He grinned at this. "You know what? Unless you audition every single girl in this castle that wants the part, I won't even consider it. That's completely unfair to everybody else, me getting the part just because you're a git who cant' take no for an answer."
James -urm-POTTER sighed in mock defeat. "Alright, if it's what you want. But you should know that I'll be wasting me time. I've already found my Snow White." They were going to be late to McGonagall's class if they didn't hurry, so they rushed up the stairs and down the corridor to her class. They just barely made it in time, and both received very suspicious looks at being so very late at the same time, and coming in together.
The day passed relatively uneventfully, and after dinner, Lily returned to the common room to find a group of students crowding around the notice board. She made her way over to it and found the reason. There was a notice that said:
"Snow White
The play, to be put on at
Hogwarts this winter.
Auditions are Wednesday, for all interested.
Bring yourself to the Great Hall at 8 pm
Parts to be cast:
Snow White
Evil Queen
Swordsman
Seven dwarves
Prince Charming"
Lily smiled. She decided that she would audition for the part of Snow White. Otherwise she couldn't accept it, and being in a play did sound like some fun.
~*~*~*~*~
That night James and the Marauders made a trip to the kitchens, for old time sake, and hole themselves up in James' room to plan their newest prank, now with a very large stock of butterbeer and pastries.
"So James, how goes it with Lily?" Remus asked, with a telltale smirk on his face. They were all very aware that James had a huge crush on Lily. He had for years. Unfortunately, or perhaps Intelligently, the girl didn't seem to want to give him the time of day.
"She loves me, I know it. She's just playing hard to get."
"Give it up mate," Serius shot back, "The girl prefers a giant squid to you."
"Ehh, a small inconvenience. Give it time Padfoot, I've got a feeling this is the year she'll come around."
"And I've got a feeling that arrogant attitude isn't helping things along," Remus interjected. Peter laughed nervously at this. He wasn't much for intelligent conversation, and rarely had anything to add to the conversation.
"So, are you going to ask her to Hogsmead next weekend?" Serius asked, though he already knew the answer. "But of course," replied James. "Easy question, mate, the hard one is whether or not she'll say yes this time. I'm putting my money on yes, of course." Serius and Remus chuckled, and Peter laughed too, but a bit late.
"So, what do you say to bewitching the silverware to jumping out of reach whenever somebody reaches for them?" suggested Serius.
"The idea's got merit, but what if the knives jump into somebody's eye?" asked Remus, only partially concerned.
"Blunting charm" answered James absently.
"Good one Prongs!" replied Serius, writing something down on a slip of parchment.
~*~*~*~*~
"Where are my curtains...?" She wondered aloud groggily. Then she remembered. *Oh yeah, I'm head girl*. It was tradition for both the Head Girl, and the Head Boy to get private rooms. She glanced around her at her new environment. The room was not very big, there was enough space to move freely with a double bed, a desk, and a bureau, with a little space to spare. It was nice to have her own room, Lily admitted, but she would miss rooming with her two best friends, Alice Prewett, who she had met on the Hogwarts Express in first year, and Sandra Burnette, who had been too busy applying her makeup on the Hogwarts Express to do much mingling.
Lily dragged herself out of bed and into her bathroom, which she had to admit, was the best part about being head girl. No more sharing, no more having to make appointments to use the prefect's bathroom. It was all hers.
It was 8:30 by the time she got out of the shower, and Lily had to rush to get ready in time to make it downstairs for breakfast. She dressed in her school uniform, and giggled remembering Potter's remark about a man in uniform. Then she remembered herself, and stopped giggling. *Potter? Why in the world am I thinking of Potter at this ungodly hour??* she though, incredulously. She laughed it off, and finished getting dressed. Muttering a quick drying spell on her long red hair, she ambled out of the room, and made her way out of the common room.
~*~*~*~*~
"Hey Lil!" Yelled Alice, from where she was sitting down the table. Lily made her way over to her. "Good morning Head Girl," she giggled. She still hadn't gotten over her friend's new position.
"Hey," she smiled. Alice was, as always, ridiculously cheery considering the early hour. Lily glanced at Sandra, and was happy to see that she was not the only one in desperate need of caffeine. "How was your Holiday?" she shot at Alice, she had barely had a chance to talk to them at the feast the night before, because she had had to make sure all of the prefects new the password, and then she had been swept off to McGonagall's office for their meeting.
"It was a blast! We went to this adorable little village in France, and there was so many wine vineyards, and practically everywhere we went people were offering us wine, and I met this adorable muggle bloke there, Paul, and he snuck me out to go to this muggle music concert. Muggle music is very odd, but it was fun anyways. I had a little wine to drink, and I was giggling like mad the whole night." She gushed on and on about her Parisian Holiday, and Lily smiled sweetly.
She wished she could have gone on a Holiday that summer, but instead she had been forced to stay home for nearly the entire thing because Petunia just HAD to have an August wedding. Her entire Holiday had beet scattered with dress fittings and rehearsals, and stupid wedding showers, during which she had to pretend she could stand her sister. Petunia, however, did not have to make much of a pretense, and whenever their mother had been out of earshot, was horribly mean to Lily.
15 minutes later the bell rang, and they all made their way to transfiguration.
"What do we have after this" Sandra asked, much less sleepy than she had been earlier after drinking 3 cups of coffee.
"Ummm, we have History of Magic, and Herbology. Then I have Arithmancy after lunch, and you two have divination," she replied.
"Oh goodie," mumbled Sandra, examining some imaginary split ends in her hair. "Binns THIS early in the morning? Why don't they just call that class naptime and have done with it?" Lily and Alice laughed at this. Professor Binns' classes were notoriously boring and dull.
As they were leaving the Entrance Hall, Potter and his friends walked by. Just when Lily thought he would pass her without incident, and turned on his heal and strode over to her, completely unfazed by her friend's presence.
"Good morning, beautiful. How are you on this fine morning?" He really did have a tendency to over due it on the formalities.
"Good morning," she replied, rolling her eyes. Not wanting to be rude, but really not wanting to talk to him at the moment, she tried to get out of the conversation politely. " I'm great, now if you'll excuse me," and she made a valiant effort at walking away, but to no avail.
"Oh come on Lil, I didn't come over here just to flatter you with compliments, though that would be reason enough. I need to talk to you." She looked at him dubiously.
"What about?" she asked, though she had a pretty good idea that he wanted to talk to her about his little play thingy.
He grinned, " It's a secret..please? Can I just have one moment of your precious time? Come on," He was turning on the charm big time, and though she was immune to it, she thought she'd hear him out anyways.
"Oh all right. You two go on, I'll be along in a minute." James' smile grew even wider, though it didn't seem physically possible. He grabbed her arm and led her over to an alcove near a tapestry with a very ugly gremlin on it, looking in a crystal ball.
Lily's arm tingled where his hand was, and she realized she was getting tingles from Potter touching her. *Oh my gosh! What is WRONG with me?* she thought, very confused.
"So, what is it that you wanted? I haven't got all day you know, and if you make me late for Transfiguration I'm not going to be happy." He seemed unfazed by this and just continued gazing at her with his striking hazel eyes.
"Well, besides a date with the prettiest girl in school..no not just in school, definitely throughout the whole of England," she rolled her eyes. " I've been thinking about the play, which I know you're going to help me with, seeing as you're Head Girl, and I simply couldn't organize it without you. I'm going to have to hold auditions and all, and seeing as the play is called Snow White, it occurred to me that every girl in this palace is going to want to audition for your part."
"I haven't been casted in the part yet, Potter. There's the little bit about me accepting that you're forgetting."
"But Lily," he said, with a distinct whine in his voice, that was unnaturally cute. "I need you to play the part. And not just because you're gorgeous and you look the part. You're the only one who could act the part," he finished, with certainty.
"And exactly how did you determine that I can act?"
"Well, because you're muggle born. You grew up watching movies and seeing plays and looking up to actors. Probably none of the wizard borns in here have ever even HEARD of Disney. Wizards aren't renoun for their wondrous acting ability."
"That's rubbish, and you know it James." *you just said his name! Omg!*. He grinned at this. "You know what? Unless you audition every single girl in this castle that wants the part, I won't even consider it. That's completely unfair to everybody else, me getting the part just because you're a git who cant' take no for an answer."
James -urm-POTTER sighed in mock defeat. "Alright, if it's what you want. But you should know that I'll be wasting me time. I've already found my Snow White." They were going to be late to McGonagall's class if they didn't hurry, so they rushed up the stairs and down the corridor to her class. They just barely made it in time, and both received very suspicious looks at being so very late at the same time, and coming in together.
The day passed relatively uneventfully, and after dinner, Lily returned to the common room to find a group of students crowding around the notice board. She made her way over to it and found the reason. There was a notice that said:
"Snow White
The play, to be put on at
Hogwarts this winter.
Auditions are Wednesday, for all interested.
Bring yourself to the Great Hall at 8 pm
Parts to be cast:
Snow White
Evil Queen
Swordsman
Seven dwarves
Prince Charming"
Lily smiled. She decided that she would audition for the part of Snow White. Otherwise she couldn't accept it, and being in a play did sound like some fun.
~*~*~*~*~
That night James and the Marauders made a trip to the kitchens, for old time sake, and hole themselves up in James' room to plan their newest prank, now with a very large stock of butterbeer and pastries.
"So James, how goes it with Lily?" Remus asked, with a telltale smirk on his face. They were all very aware that James had a huge crush on Lily. He had for years. Unfortunately, or perhaps Intelligently, the girl didn't seem to want to give him the time of day.
"She loves me, I know it. She's just playing hard to get."
"Give it up mate," Serius shot back, "The girl prefers a giant squid to you."
"Ehh, a small inconvenience. Give it time Padfoot, I've got a feeling this is the year she'll come around."
"And I've got a feeling that arrogant attitude isn't helping things along," Remus interjected. Peter laughed nervously at this. He wasn't much for intelligent conversation, and rarely had anything to add to the conversation.
"So, are you going to ask her to Hogsmead next weekend?" Serius asked, though he already knew the answer. "But of course," replied James. "Easy question, mate, the hard one is whether or not she'll say yes this time. I'm putting my money on yes, of course." Serius and Remus chuckled, and Peter laughed too, but a bit late.
"So, what do you say to bewitching the silverware to jumping out of reach whenever somebody reaches for them?" suggested Serius.
"The idea's got merit, but what if the knives jump into somebody's eye?" asked Remus, only partially concerned.
"Blunting charm" answered James absently.
"Good one Prongs!" replied Serius, writing something down on a slip of parchment.
~*~*~*~*~