Disclaimer~ Now, just so you don't get angry and sue I would like to inform you that I own absolutely none of the wonderful ideas and characters of the great JK Rowling. Au contraire, anything here you see that is not hers…is well, most likely MINE!!!!
DanniBannani~ I just wanna say thanks a bunches (hehe…bunches…bananas…bannani…haha…::cowers in seat as she realizes what a fool she is:: I'll shut up now…) to all of the people who have reviewed my incredibly boring fic! It takes a great person to put themselves through such torture by reading it…and then put torture themselves even more by…REVIEWING IT…it takes a real soul to do that! Okay…now this is the part where I shut up and…
Go on with the story…
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As Lily lay bored as a stick in the hospital wing, drowsily awaiting the following day, she heard a distant howl of pain and misery. She was immediately reminded of the childhood campfire stories that she and her friends told of werewolves and other fantastical creatures. As she nonchalantly looked out the window, she noticed the bright silvery orb known as the moon. Her brain started ticking and she began wondering why exactly Remus had left the hospital wing with Madam Pomfrey... just before dark... on the night of a full moon. However, in a split second her eyelids felt unbearably heavy and her mind was void of all thought as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep, never again to think about what she was about to discover ...for a while, at least.
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"Wake up sleepy head!" James whispered into Lily's flushed ear.
Her eyelids slightly fluttered and James could have sworn he heard her mumble, "Not now 'Tunia…lemme sleep!"
"Liiilllllly! C'moooon. Madame Pomfrey says you can leave!" James whined.
His only sign that she'd even slightly heard him was the mere flubber that escaped her lips and a swat in the face.
"Lily…" James looked at Lily's sleeping form. 'She looks really pretty and peaceful in her sleep…' James thought subconsciously, 'I don't want to disturb her…but I have to…" He thought about his ways with Sirius and wondered what would get her up. Leaning over Lily he shook her shoulders and declared in a panicky tone, "Lily! We're gonna be late!! Hurry up!"
"Huh?!" Lily shot up quickly, bumping her head with James'.
"OUCH!" They both cried as their brains throbbed.
"Sorry," Lily uttered, blushing at her clumsiness, but then her emerald eyes widened as she saw red, "JAMES POTTER! Why are YOU in MY dorm?! A girls' dorm?" Lily barked, outraged before realizing her sanitary surroundings. "Oh…tee hee…sorry…"
"Er…no problem, I guess" James quickly replied as he thought, 'Man! She has a quick temper! But then again, don't all redheads?' He then paused, rubbing his head, "So, you ready to head to breakfast? Madam Pomfrey said you could leave and I was sent up by everyone to get you since they were all too lazy to walk all the way to the hospital wing. Quite frankly, I think they just wanted to eat breakfast. BUT, I wanna eat breakfast too…so could you hurry?" James explained and asked in one breath.
"Wha-" Lily had a brain ache from thinking too early in the morning and James' mile-a-minute mouth wasn't helping at all. "Oh…sure. Hold on." Lily jumped out of bed, donned in a hospital nightgown, ready to walk out the door.
"Umm. Li-Lily?" James asked, his head turned and his eyes shielded by one of his hands. "Uh…you may wanna put on your school uniform."
"What? Oh! Sure thing." However, James was still covering his eyes and turned in the opposite direction. "Why are you…" Lily asked with curiosity as she noticed James' position. "Why aren't you…Oh…OHHH!" Lily felt as if the dust in her brain had just been blown away as she realized her hospital gown was tied in the back by a mere string…and that string was the only thing on that side of her open-backed hospital gown. She had been giving James a view of the full moon in the early morning!
"Keep your head turned Mister! Until I tell you otherwise," Lily snapped in a strict tone, trying to keep hold of her bossy air before she melted into the floor as she wished. James eagerly obeyed, blushing cherry red at having just seen his friend…a girl's buttocks! "Okay, you may turn around. I am decent." Lily stated firmly once her uniform was on.
James turned around but only glared at the floor.
"Err…James?" Lily asked sweetly.
"Yeah?"
Lily's silky sweet angelic tone soon turned ice old as she looked sternly at James, "If you tell ANYONE, I mean ANYONE about what just happened…I…I…I SWEAR you'll pay. YOU WILL PAY!" James gulped and angelic Lily was back, "Got it?" James hastily nodded his head, still staring at the linoleum floor, "Good. Now, let's go to breakfast. I could eat a horse!" Lily changed the subject, back to her normal self…if you could call Lily Evans normal.
As they silently walked to the Great Hall Lily openly inquired, "James, am I gonna have to put a memory charm on you, or will you always be this quiet around me? Okay…you saw my butt…who cares?" Lily said this as casually as she could but was blushing as red as her roots! "I surely don't." She lied, but still continued, "I don't want it to be awkward like this around you…I mean, it's kinda good this thing happened so early on…so that our friendship will grow…er…stronger…right?"
"Uh..yeah. Sure"
"Great." Lily smiled, taking James' response as a somewhat 'yes'. "Well, we're a t the Great Hall, so REMEMBER what I said before, okay?"
"Okay." James firmly stated.
"Good."
As they walked into the Great Hall, Lily saw that the weird guy from the boat, Severus, was approaching her, along with a second one of the Slytherin goons who had long blond hair and steely gray eyes. Severus quickly slicked back his hair, probably caking his hand with sticky goop and smiled cordially at Lily, "Hello dearest Lily. I don't think we've been properly acquainted. My name is Severus Snape." The blonde boy nudged Severus in the side, "Ow—oh and this is my wonderfully handsome friend Lucius Malfoy."
At his introduction Malfoy put on a cheeky grin and said, "Hello, beautiful."
"Good bye, grease bucket and friend." Lily disgustedly stated and pushed past the two boys, James at her heels.
"Who were those boys?"
"Oh. Just some Slytherin freaks, but can I say GROSS!!!! Ugh, I mean, they were such PIGS…ugh…what's wrong with people our age these days!"
"Uh, dunno! Well…guess we'd better be getting some food." James said, eyeing the platters of sausages and eggs.
Lily rolled her eyes. "Sure. Whatever."
As Lily plopped down she noticed all her friends were either overindulging (the boys) or watching their friends overindulge (the girls). She soon joined the staring as she realized Sirius and Peter were having some sort of eating contest. As soon as their plates were empty, the girls hesitantly refilled them; afraid the boys might explode if they added more. Peter eventually waved off the next round of sausages, plopped his head onto his empty plate, clutched his stomach, and started moaning as he realized the hard work it took to be a gluttonous pig. On the other hand, Sirius was realizing the benefits of being one, "YES!!!! Peter has to do my homework for a WEEK!!!!!"
"And that's a good thing Sirius?" Lily asked.
"Oh hey! You're back! How was it being allll alone for a whole night with Madame Pomfrey breathing down your neck and sniffing you as you slept?"
"What?" Lily asked, shocked.
"HAHA! Gotcha! By the way, have you seen Remus?"
"No…I haven't seen him since yesterday. He said he had to see his sick grandmother. Maybe he wasn't lying."
"Yeah, but do you think he's alright?" Melanie asked concerned.
"Of course, he's been visiting his sick grandma for YEARS now…she has some kind of illness…and nobody knows when she's gonna finally keel over."
"SIRIUS!" Lily cried, "How can you be so insensitive? Remus is probably really upset right now at the fact that his poor grandmother could pass away any second!"
However, at that moment Remus was being taken back to the hospital wing where he would be kept in isolation during the day as Madam Pomfrey dressed his self-inflicted wounds and made sure he wasn't seen. An hour before the moon was to rise, Remus would be taken back to the musty mansion where he would spend another anguish-filled sleepless night.
As Remus was trying to get some sleep, his seven friends set off to their first class of the day, potions, with Professor Assisran (A/N-Narsissa spelled backwards, clever huh?), an older witch (also known as head of Slytherin) with short frizzled gray hair that stuck out at odd angles and a furrowed unibrow. They unluckily had to share the next two periods with the Slytherin.
As they entered the dungeon classroom they found that each table could seat two students. Six of the friends paired up at tables near the back, leaving an odd one out. That day it happened to be Lily and none other than Lucius Malfoy decided to 'grace her with his presence.'
'NO! Not him…what if he tries to…be all SLIMY again?' Lily thought, with horror. But before he had a chance to say a word, Professor Assisran stormed into the room.
"Good morning class." Assisran started in a gruff, masculine tone. "Well, no. It's not good. However, I still have to teach you…"
Sirius braved a, "No you don't."
"Five points from Gryffindor for unauthorized speaking." She scowled.
Clearing her throat she started again, "As I was saying, I still have to teach you and because Potions is such a precise subject, you must pay close attention to all that I say to you. Unless! YOU would like to end up in the hospital wing with needles poking out of your back." Letting out a mad cackle, she turned and began once again, "Now class, I would like you to pay very close attention to what I am about to tell you on which roots and beetles to never mix. TAKE NOTES, if you would not like to fail this course." She finished in a hoarse whisper.
Ruffles of parchment and dipping of quills was heard throughout the room as the class prepared for the boring lesson that was ahead of them. Professor Assisran started her lecture and her students began vigorously scribbling notes, afraid of what would happen if they didn't. As Assisran's lecture came to an end, Lily found that Lucius' hand was on her leg. She thought 'Eww…what's wrong with these people!' as she abruptly grabbed it, trying to tear it off without attracting attention when he whispered in her ear, "I hear you have a nice ass Evans…"
Lily. Saw. Red. "What did you say?"
"You heard me," Malfoy smirked.
"Class dismissed. Until Thursday." The scratchy voice of Assisran called.
Lily stormed out of the classroom, heading towards Defense Against the Dark Arts (A/N-from now on DADA). She entered the classroom, vaguely waving to Professor Reklace-a young wizard who had recently been permitted to teach and had not yet learned to hate students- and took a seat near the front of the room where she knew she could avoid James…the filthy rat. She stared at her desk, ignoring the concerned questions her friends asked as they entered the classroom. The Marauders, as she expected, took seats near the back and she happily avoided them during the whole lesson on Cornish pixies.
The class finished two hours later, and though hungry for lunch; Lily knew she could only find peace in one place, Helga's room.
"Lily, you coming?" Arabella asked, worry on her face, as she saw Lily walking off in the opposite direction.
"No…I just…no…" Lily mumbled, afraid she would cry if she said much more.
"What's wrong?"
"I'll. I'll tell you later. Just…let me be alone for a while. I'll see you next class."
Lily then took off running towards the transfiguration classroom. As she arrived, she scanned the hallway and turned to the portrait she had exited just the day before. "Sn—sn—snoggle snout" Lily choked out.
"Oh, I see Helga's felt it her duty to invite a guest, hm? Never consulting her dearest sister. Oh, very well." The portrait then swung open, allowing Lily entry. Lily scrambled into the room, her room, and collapsed on the bed. She punched its creamy white cushions until her anger turned to humiliation, which turned to sorrow. Soon she was crying her eyes out, wondering why James would be so cruel. Her only comfort was in knowing she could seek revenge…(A/N-and here comes the hate…)
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DanniBannani~ Okie dokies! There goes chapter seven. Again, sorry that it's a little shorter than usual. My goals are to have at least 2000 per chapter, and I've fulfilled that so far. I have decided to make it go…LOVE/HATE after this…I just had to have a good enough reason for the hate to start…hope it was! Tell me if you liked the way I did it, or if they're acting too mature or if the story sucks and I should just quit writing…I don't really care! I hope you like it, but if you hate it, FLAME IT…I won't die of depression. Just as long as the number of reviews rises to make me look special (I am so selfish, huh?) well…that's all for now. Please review! :) *smooches*