A/N- Thank you all you wonderful reviewers, Oooh it's good to be back! Lol. Enjoy!
Love Makes You Do The Wacky.
Anya curled up in her bed, pulling the covers over her tightly. She sighed heavily, as she heard the door open.
"Anya?" Said Lily softly.
"Yeah." She replied.
"Can I talk to you for a sec?"
Anya sat up in her bed, and drew the curtains back. Nearby, Selma snored irritably, and stirred softly, but Anya ignored her.
"Yeah sure. Sit."
Lily crossed the room quietly, and settled on the end of Anya's bed.
"What's wrong?" asked Anya.
"Was it true? What you said in Potions?"
"Huh?"
"About James? Going out with Selma to make me jealous?"
Anya sank back onto her pillows, groaning.
"Lily…" she said. "Of course it's true. I mean, look at it- James has been obsessed with you for years, you wont go out with him, despite all his efforts, and if I'm gonna be honest, why else would he be going out with Selma? Her fantastic good nature? Her witty sense of humour? Her profound and open- minded attitude to life?"
Lily couldn't help laughing. "Well, yeah, but I thought maybe he'd just… given up?"
Now it was Anya's turn to laugh. "Give up? James doesn't give up Lily! I mean, yeah on some things, but not you! He'll never give up on you. He's besotted!"
Lily sighed. "Well that's just great." she said. "I have an obsessive arrogant guy after me, who is going out with one of my bitchiest friends to make me jealous. My life sucks."
Anya grinned. "Wow. Join the club."
Lily stared. "Anya…" she began. "What actually happened? I mean… with you and Sirius?"
Anya toyed with the idea of letting Lily know the full story. "He didn't believe me… about… something. So he doesn't trust me. And he wont apologize."
"How'd you mean?" asked Lily.
Anya watched Lily's concerned expression. She still looked a little thin, and haggardly ill. It wouldn't be right to tell her the ins and outs.
"He… he jumped to conclusions about where… erm… what I was doing, and stuff. So we rowed, and it blew up, and he won't apologize. So that's it… we're over."
"Yeah, but what did he jump to conclusions about?" pressed Lily. Anya turned over in her bed to hide her face.
"Just stuff."
Lily sensed Anya didn't want to talk, and chose not to pursue the subject. Instead, she slipped off the bed, and went to get ready for bed.
Anya felt the weight fall off the bed, and paused before lifting her head, and sighing quietly. This was so complicated.
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Saturday dawned a fresh, crisp day, as students milled around discussing what they were going to buy in Hogsmeade. At about three, Anya sat in the common room staring at the fire, while James sat next to her, babbling on about his never ending problems with girls.
"I mean, if you think about it, Selma and Lily are actually quite similar."
Anya looked up bewildered. "Erm…How?"
"Well, see, they both… are very pretty. And they have…long hair."
Anya smiled discreetly.
"And they're sixth years, both of them, and they've gotta be similar, 'cos they're both Gryffindors. And Gryffindors have the same qualities. So Lily and Selma are really quite similar. And they both have the same interests."
"Do they?" said Anya dryly.
"Yeah! They both like… well they both enjoy… eating."
Anya rolled her eyes. "And?"
"Shopping! They both enjoy shopping! And they like Care Of Magical Creatures!"
"James, everyone likes Care Of Magical Creatures."
"And they enjoy reading!"
"Yeah, but while Lily reads 'Wizarding History' and 'The Art of Charms' Selma's more likely to pick up a copy of 'The Witch Glamourpuss Catalogue' or 'Madame Serafina's 101 Beauty Charms.'
James sighed. "Why did I do this again?"
"To make Lily jealous." James fell silent; sinking into thought again, while Anya continued to stare at the fire.
"Oh my god! I'm such an idiot!" said James. Anya continued to watch the fire. "Ok, don't rush to disagree." Anya looked up.
"Why don't you cancel then?" she said simply. "Say you can't go."
James stared. "Anya Williamson, are you saying I should stand her up?"
"No, James Potter, I am saying you tell her you can't make it."
"Wouldn't she hate me forever if I did that?"
"Most probably, yes."
James groaned.
"But would that be such a huge loss James?" said Anya sharply. "I mean, isn't it worse to use her? And quite frankly- trying to make Lily jealous? That's pathetic. I mean, how old are you?"
James looked slightly hurt. "Well, it'd work!"
"Would it?"
"Yeah! Definitely! That's the thing with girls. They're so competitive. And they have this major jealous streak"
"That's a bit closed- minded isn't it?"
"Yeah, but it's true Annie! They get all green- eyed. It's their biggest fault, I think."
"Well if you ask me guys are much more competitive." She said coolly.
"Yeah, but you would say that wouldn't you?" he replied. "I mean… you're a girl."
"Wow, you noticed."
"Yeah, but I mean, that's why you're so cool! You're a girl, but you're like a guy! You're my guy friend that knows about girl stuff."
"Oh great. I'm a guy."
At this point James detected a bite to her tone, and faced her.
"You should talk to him, just 'cos he's a stubborn git, doesn't mean you have to be."
"What's there to say Prongs? I didn't do anything wrong! And he won't apologize! So I will be a stubborn git. 'Cos at the end of the day, I'm allowed to be. I'm right, so I can be stubborn."
James sighed. "I'm not saying you're wrong. But Sirius is used to getting his own way. So it'll be up to you to make the first move."
Anya snorted. "Yeah sure! I'm really that needy!"
"Anya he-"
"Doesn't want me, so I'm not gonna make a prat of myself. Even if I want to. 'Cos I've got my pride James."
James gave a long- suffering sigh, and pulled her into a hug. She sighed, placing her head on his chest. He patted her head.
"Come on Annie. He'd have to be deaf, dumb and blind to not want you."
She let out a dry laugh. "Yeah James, nice try."
He grinned. "You'll get there in the end." He said. "You just need to give him time to deflate his head is all."
She nodded. "Yeah. So I'll be waiting 'til next Christmas."
He kissed the top of her head. "He just needs a push in the right direction. From the right person."
Anya shook her head. "And that's not me Prongs."
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Lily walked along the corridor leading to the portrait hole, and clambered through, heading straight for the fireplace, throwing her shopping back from Hogsmeade onto the floor. She pulled off her scarf and gloves, and sank to the floor shivering. She turned around and felt an odd twinge. James and Anya were curled up on the sofa together, asleep. She wasn't too sure why, but for some reason, she had an odd envious twinge. And why were they asleep? Wasn't James meant to meet Selma? Lily stared for a while, wondering why on earth she had a small urge to be in Anya's place. She shook herself quickly. 'Come on Lily' she thought. 'It's Potter. Get a grip.' She collected her things, and went upstairs to get ready for dinner.
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Sirius, Remus and Peter wandered out of the Three Broomsticks, and Peter gave a yell.
"It's snowing!"
He was right. True, it was hardly a blizzard, but it was snowing lightly, dusting the cobbled streets with what looked like icing sugar. Remus grinned.
"Proper Christmas weather!"
"It's not Christmas for another three weeks Moony." Said Sirius glumly.
"So?"
The three walked past Madam Puddifoot's café, examining their purchases from Zonko's. Sirius stopped.
"James'll be in there with Patil won't he?"
"Yeah." Said Remus.
"Let's go see how old Prongs is doing then!" said Sirius brightly, and marched inside. Remus and Peter followed, but all three of them stopped short at the door. Sirius let out a low whistle.
"Ooh, Prongs that's harsh."
Selma was sitting at a table for two, on her own, looking like a bulldog chewing a nettle. On the table were three empty cups of coffee, and she was on her fourth. Around the shop, couples were throwing her curious looks, while Madam Puddifoot herself was watching her sympathetically.
"He's stood her up." Said Remus in a low voice. "Come on let's go."
The three boys walked out discreetly. "There's gonna be hell to pay for him." Said Sirius. "She'll kill him. I guarantee."
"Yeah, well I'm sure he had a reason." Said Remus.
"Yeah he had a reason alright. It's got red hair and green eyes." Said Sirius darkly.
"Well, it's his problem." Said Remus.
"Yeah. Let's go to HoneyDukes!" said Peter. As they walked into the sweet shop, they failed to notice Selma marching past in the direction of Hogwarts.
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Anya stirred, and reached out a hand, feeling another person. She sat up, running a hand through her hair, which she was sure was a total mess. She blinked a couple of times, before realising she was leaning on James. She swore loudly, and he woke with a start.
"What? Huh? Meh?"
"James get up quick!" said Anya.
James stirred and sat up, still half- asleep. "What?"
"James we fell asleep! You're meant to be in Hogsmeade!"
"Shit!"
James hurriedly looked at his watch and groaned.
"It's half six! We were meant to meet at half five!" he buried his head in his hand. "You could've woke me up Annie!"
"Oh yeah, cos I was so aware of the time while I was ASLEEP!"
"What am I gonna do?"
Anya sat thinking quickly. "She's probably on her way back, so I'll see if I can find her before she finds you k? I'll explain, and it'll be fine!" she got up from the sofa.
"Why can't I go find her and explain?" asked James. Anya turned to him and guffawed.
"What?" said James indignantly.
"You're gonna explain yourself? James, this is Selma! She'll probably hex you the second she sees you!"
"Oh yeah."
Anya swept out of the common room, leaving a very agitated James.
She made her way along the corridor as quickly as possible to get to the main entrance. She stood there for a while, tapping her foot impatiently, and biting her lip.
After about twenty minutes, she gave an impatient sigh and turned on her heel, resigning herself to having to tell James she couldn't find her.
"Anya!"
Anya jumped about a foot in the air, and span round finding herself face to face with Selma.
"Selma!" she said relieved. "I was looking for you! See, the thing is…"
"Where are you going?" interrupted Selma. Anya looked slightly bewildered.
"Me? I'm… I was going to the common room."
"Is Mr. I'm-a-Marauder-I'm-so-great-I-don't-have-to-show-up-for-my-date-or-even-owl there?"
"Yeah… you know he's actually called James now."
"Yeah? Well, you can tell him that I don't care, and that I didn't even mention it, and that I didn't even see you, so that's just fine."
"So what do I tell him?"
"Nothing! God, how thick are you Anya?"
She swept past leaving a very bemused Anya in her wake. It took her a while to realize what had just happened, before she chased Selma again, and stopped her.
"Oh my god what?" snapped Selma. "Don't you have a Slytherin to hex or something?"
"Yeah maybe later." Said Anya quickly. "But I need to tell you why James stood you up."
Selma stepped back and folded her arms defensively. "Why?"
"Cos… cos… we fell asleep."
Selma stared. "We?"
"Yeah. Me and James fell asleep, and I woke up a while ago, and woke him up… and I was like- 'aren't you meant to be in Hogsmeade?' and he was all- 'Shit! Yeah, I'll go now!' an I was like- 'No it's too late, I'll go find her and tell her why cos she'll be mad at you' …so… yeah." Anya faltered slightly at the furious look on Selma's face. "Is that cool?"
"Is that cool?" repeated Selma. "It is fuck! You fell asleep with James?"
Anya looked puzzled. "Well, yeah. But it was an accident, see, we were talking and then we were tired so-"
"You fell asleep with him?" said Selma.
"Yeah."
"Did you have sex with him first?"
Anya stared. "Excuse me?"
"You just said you fell asleep with James. Was this cos you were having sex?" repeated Selma, looking furious.
Anya couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Selma-"
"Hey!"
Both girls turned around at the sound of Remus' voice. He, Peter and Sirius had just got back from Hogsmeade, laden with bags of sweets and prank material. They drew level with the girls, and Remus looked from one to the other shrewdly.
"What's going on?"
"Anya slept with James!" said Selma quickly before Anya had the chance to open her mouth. All three boys turned to Anya.
"What?" said Sirius before he could stop himself. Anya groaned.
"I did not have sex with James! We fell asleep-"
"After having sex!"
"No! We fell asleep without any sex of any kind, and only woke up about half an hour ago!"
"You fell asleep with James?" asked Sirius in an oddly distant voice. Anya stared.
"…Yeah. We were talking, and we fell asleep. That's all. It was an accident."
"Were you in his bed?" snapped Selma.
"No. On the sofa. We were talking! Not having sex!"
"You fell asleep together on the sofa?" repeated Sirius. Remus looked at him oddly. Anya carried on looking at him, trying to read his expression, which was oddly closed.
"Yeah. We just fell asleep. That's all." She wasn't talking to Selma now. She was addressing Sirius. Peter looked from Anya to Sirius curiously.
"Well," said Sirius quietly. "That's that then." He seemed to shake out of his reverie, and turned to Selma. "They fell asleep on the sofa together. It was an accident. He didn't stand you up deliberately."
Selma looked annoyed. "Well, you have been in his bed before." She said sulkily.
"Yes, to sleep!" said Anya exasperatedly. "And I can't remember the last time either! The last time I was in the boys dorm was when I-"
She stopped quickly. She had been about to say- 'was when I was going out with Sirius' but she had stopped herself just in time. But the sentence hung in the air precariously, before Remus broke the silence.
"Well, at least that's sorted!"
"Uh- huh." Said Anya. "You guys going to the common room?"
"Yeah."
"I'm going to find Kat." Said Selma sniffily.
"That's great. Bye." Said Sirius, walking up the stairs.
The three boys and Anya began to walk up to the common room, leaving a very sulky Selma. As they crossed the landing, and drew up to the portrait hole, Anya turned to them.
"Have fun?"
Peter nodded, his mouth full of chocolate.
"Yeah it was good." Said Remus. Sirius stayed silent before suddenly speaking.
"You and James were talking, and you just fell asleep?"
Anya stared at him for a while. "What?"
"You were just talking, and then suddenly just- fell asleep?"
"Yeah!" said Anya defensively. "What about it?"
"Nothing" said Sirius coldly. "Just wondered." Anya regarded him for a while, before shaking her head helplessly, and walking straight into Simon Brocklehurst, a seventh year Ravenclaw
"Shit! Sorry!" said Anya embarrassed, looking up and letting out a sharp intake of breath. She didn't actually recognise who she'd bumped into, but whoever he was, he was gorgeous. Extremely tall, with hazel- ish eyes flecked with dark brown, and dark brown hair. He was in muggle clothes, a pair of jeans and a black hoodie. He grinned embarrassedly.
"No, it's cool, my fault!" he said half- laughing.
Sirius looked at the boy in disgust. 'What a dickhead.' He thought, but he said nothing, standing with the others waiting for Anya. She was currently looking at the guy in a very flirty way.
It wasn't as though Anya was doing it deliberately. But this guy was just so… yummy. And Anya was capable of being extremely flirty when she wanted to be.
"I haven't seen you around before." Said Simon. "You new?"
She shook her head. "Nope."
"Gryffindor?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"They have been keeping you to themselves haven't they?" he said grinning at Anya who was looking very flattered.
He was now looking far too interested for Sirius' liking. "What year you in?" He said sharply.
Simon looked over, as though noticing the three boys for the first time. "Seventh." He said politely. "You?"
"Sixth." Said Anya. He turned back to her again
"I'm Simon. Ravenclaw."
"Anya." She said smiling. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the Fat Lady in her portrait, smiling at her and nodding encouragingly.
"Erm… you know there's an extra Hogsmeade trip next week, Christmas treat." Said Simon. Sirius could've hit him.
Anya nodded. "Yeah…"
"You wanna meet up?"
Anya paused. The Fat Lady nodded furiously, before mouthing. 'Make him jealous' at her. She looked back at Simon smiling.
"Erm… yeah. Ok!"
"Great!" he said. "I'll see
you round."
He walked past casting one last looked at Anya. Without saying another word, she clambered through the portrait hole.
"Good girl." Whispered the Fat Lady as Anya climbed through, and she grinned to herself, before heading up to the girl's dorm. James was lying on the sofa, having fallen asleep again.
Sirius stood still outside. Peter had clambered in after Anya, but Remus was waiting for him.
"Padfoot?"
"Hmm?"
"You ok?"
Sirius looked at Remus annoyed. "Why wouldn't I be?" he snapped. Remus shrugged. "I just thought-"
"It's up to her who she throws herself at!"
"That's not fair Padfoot."
"I think it is!"
Sirius clambered through the portrait hole furiously, leaving a very worried Remus.
'Well done Anya' he thought. 'I didn't think it was possible, but you've just made things worse.'
A/N- woooooo! I updated quickly!! Yay! And isn't Anya being stooooopid? I thought I was putting all the blame on Sirius, which I didn't think was fair, so now Anya's being an idiot too. Cool huh?
