Chapter 5 (I believe):
Do my homework. Type a chapter. Do my homework. Type a chapter. Such a
hard decision, and based on this update..you know the result...enjoy!
Christmas Traditions:
At James' house for Christmas, things weren't going to smoothly.
"What the frick do you think your doing?" Only Mr. Potter didn't say 'frick'.
"Baking cookies." Was the lazy reply.
"Why? Your mother does that..unless *you* want to be the house wife of your marriage, you don't need to know how." A little snappy there?
*I do! I want to learn to cook. No, you idiot! I really want to get out of etiquette but why am I telling you this?* James didn't really say this though, he just supplied a "Fine, father."
"Good now go to Lightning for your etiquette lessons," was the order.
James obeyed. If he didn't, he would have more etiquette to work on than the 2 hours already in store for him. Of course, Lightning, the house elf, would have her weird ability kick in, and sense James' dread. Maybe she'll take it easy on him. Hopefully.
"Take off your hat, boy."
The paintings were, yet again, yelling at him.
"No Pendel. That's his hair."
"Then comb it. Chop to it."
One painting of his great aunt chucked a brush at James. Only one problem: It hit him as a blob of paint. It didn't look like a brush at all.
After getting cleaned up, James started down the hallway to his lessons. He could faintly hear his own parents yelling in the next room over.
"You're the mother, you need to do this!"
"Only because your one hell of a lousy father!"
"All I have to do is teach him how to be tough and take him camping!" Mister potter yelling indignantly.
"You've done that. Now let me do my job as his mother."
*Uh-oh. About me? Why me? Why can't my parents get along? Like normal couples?*
Of course James knew they could never divorce because of their pride and the marriage-bonded together as one, for all eternity. Divorce would probably be better than this though. * Now for more etiquette than I'll certainly ever use in my life.*
Unconsciously, James' parents were steering him towards being more honory. The more they pushed him to work harder, the more he rebelled. James just wants to be normal. Let him. It helps more in the end.
"Good afternoon, master James."
"Hi Lightning. Let's just get started," James groaned.
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At Lily's house, things were going over smoothly. Mr. Evans put up lights outside while Petunia and Lily put up decorations in the warmth of the house.
"So Lily, how is school?"
"It is great.all except for the stupid Marauders." Lily muttered the last part.
But apparently, Petunia still heard, "The Marauders? What's that?" She scrunched up her nose like she smelt a rotting potato, "It's not anything like a troll is it? If it is harmful to you, I swear I'll-" But we never found out what she'd do.
"No, no. Only the four cockiest boys who are so high on their pedestals. Wish they would fall." Lily said cutting her sister off, and not making a whole lot of sense to either one of them.
"Sounds rather bothersome."
"Oh believe me, it is."
"Maybe they are like that-you know ruining other peoples lives- because they don't necessarily like their own."
Lily agreed, but she didn't know how close to the truth she actually was.
Later that night, Lily dreamed her little brother and mother were right beside her, helping her bake cookies. In the dream, they were joking around:
"Ewww.Look at these cookies."
"Let's feed them to the cat."
"Depends, how much do you like the cat?"
They giggled and laughed. When Lily woke up, she realized the tears streaming down her face, so she tried to stanch them with her sleeve..receiving no such luck. So she just whispered, "I miss you, Perth. Mum, I love you."
*Lily wept for her brother and mother until morning. It's just me and Petunia. Me and Petunia.*
After the sun had risen, Lily skipped to the kitchen, earning a look from her dad as she has never been an early bird.
"Sorry dad. I just want to cook breakfast today."
"Like always. How do you get in all your cooking at school? Surely they say you can't."
"No, of course not. I do help sometimes."
"That's my girl. Always helping. Your mother used to always say, 'Get her, her cooking supplies and frozen pineapples, and she'll cook for you all you want.' And I've followed that. But I'm not really sure that she-"
Lily left, realizing that her father was really talking to himself. *Why is everyone bringing up mom and Perth?* Fighting back more tears, Lily made her way to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. *Egg sandwiches today. Maybe I can shape the bread into Christmas wreaths...*
"Okay, who are you and what have you done with Miss Sleep-A-Lot?"
"I transfigured her into breakfast." Lily, for emphasis, took a bite of her "wreath."
Petunia was in a good mood this morning, "Do you want to go riding with me?"
Petunia worked at a ranch where she traded working hours for riding hours. Sometimes she would invite Lily to come and ride the horses with her, for company.
"Sure. Let me get my boots."
And off they were.
"I don't like it when you go to school," Petunia said, nudging her horse into a light trot.
"Why's that?"
"Your just too damn far away from dad and me."
"You know, you could stay with Auntie over Easter. That's where I'll be.if you go."
See, Lily lived in America, for now, as her dad was always moving because of his job, but during the school year, and some of the summer, she always stayed with her aunt, who resided in England.
"Come on Misty, we're going to race Peti." Lily loudly whispered to her horse, while glancing in Petunia's direction.
With that, Lily shoved her ankles into the paint horse's side and off at a canter they were. Petunia took off soon and easily beat lily.
"Sorry Lil. That's only because I ride so often."
Laughing and joking, they rode all morning until it was time to go home.
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I'm tired of typing.so I'll do a really short chapter really soon. I need to go practice my speech...
But first I want to thank Kinelea for the review..I hope this chapter is better than the last..sorry about the fragmented story. I'm the worst person when it comes to proofreading my own stuff. And I think it is still kinda choppy
Did anyone go to the car show? If you don't know what I'm talking about.then never mind..but I, unfortunately, missed it. ( But I'm hoping school will be canceled tomorrow..then I can write more. (
-Glitterdust
A/N: We had no school the past two days!!!!!!
(Part of the last chapter):
The few who stayed at Hogwarts were very surprised that Remus and Sirius had pulled no pranks whatsoever. What they didn't know was that these two boys were preoccupied.
"Only five seconds this time, Sirius."
"Argh. I want to get it so fast, that we can transform while running."
"Okay, give it another try. Concentrate. I know you can do it."
Sirius, giving Remus a your-loco-look, tried and tried again. It took lots of concentration.that he didn't have.
@Flashback@
*Cough, cough* "I can't breathe."
"Aspiro!"
"Remus! Remus! What is happening to you?"
"I-" but Remus was cut off. He started transforming, and the four Marauders knew it wasn't supposed to happen like that.
The moon wasn't out yet
He looked in pain
He was trying to talk
He kept changing shape: from wolf to werewolf (yes there is a difference) to human.
The boys started to freak out.
"Damn, damn, damn."
Every time Remus altered to his human form, he got out a few words:
"It's the ag-"
"The agnami-"
"Potion don't"
"Do not"
"Not go for help!"
"No help!"
James was yelling, "Shit Remus, you could die! We need help!" But all Remus could understand or lack of, was incoherent jargon.
All of a sudden, with a racing heart, Remus stayed a werewolf. He started to throw-up all his lunch. Excess amount of blood was hurled up; but apart from that, he was fine.
@End Flashback@
"I remember when the damn potion cause. severe. symptoms at your transformation."
"yea, it was cool to transform into the wolf, though while it lasted before the next moon."
"Would you do it again?" Sirius teased.
"Hell no. It messed up my monthly transformations."
"But don't you wish you could roam around school with us?" Sirius asked in an abnormally high voice.
"Enough with 20 fucking questions."
Wham! Remus bombarded pillows into his friend's face.
"Whaft." Sirius exclaimed with a mouthful of feathers, "Isf tha?"
"Mugglily impared."
The boys snorted and carried on for the next hour.
"Wish Peter and James were here."
"We could pull pranks."
"Shut-up they're probably having so much fun without us."
"Oh yea. Loads. I'm sure." Sarcasm dripped. again.
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*Only if I were at Hogwarts. I would be having so much fun.* James was clearly irritable.
"Shut-up!"
"What master?" Lightning questioned.
"I'm tired of this. Can we go do something else?"
The house elf was so astonished.
"You want to help me? Do some of the decorating?"
"Uh..Yea." Duh!
So an hour later, that's how James found himself decorating.
*If only I were at Hogwarts, I would be having so much fun.*
James was glad of the learning-free atmosphere, but was disappointed to not be with his friends. *If only I were at Hogwarts, I would be having so much fun.*
The same thoughts ran through his head all Christmas vacation.
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A/N: This is like the funestestest chapter to write.
Chapter (I don't know):
School was back in session. Most children would have already had enough time to become homesick-if not for the charm placed on the school to prevent just that.
"James Potter!"
Lily voice swept through the halls, "You dumbass. Show yourself. Are you that freaked that your going to hide!"
"No Sweetums," said a voice right behind her, in her room, "I was here all along." James exposed 'The Potter Grin.'
Lily was so shocked that James was right behind her, that she fumed and couldn't stop stuttering, "Ummm. How how d-did you g-get there?"
"My secret. And it wouldn't be if I told you..now would it?"
"Shut-up!" Her voice raised an abnormally 3 octaves higher.
"Sweetums, I was only answering your question."
"Fix. My. Bed. Now."
"Yeesh. You don't have to be all controlling and demanding."
"I can be what I damn well please if you can put invisible spikes on my bed, without even caring about anyone besides yourself. How the hell am I suppose to sleep?"
"Preferably like normal." James tested her attitude, running a hand through his disastrous hair.
"Dip-shit. It's 1:30 in the morning! How am I supposed to sleep?"
"Or maybe you should ask others that? You probably woke them with that screaming you did."
"Probably. No, I put a silencing charm on the common room, except your dormitory," she answered respectively. (like the questions in order, not with respect)
"Why me?"
"Cause who else would torment me like this?"
"It's cause I like you.." James responded with a little kid voice, "Will you be my valentine?"
"If I said yes, one of us would commit suicide. Who first? I can't say," Lily said with attitude. Hey, give her a break..it's what? 1:30 in the morning?
James undid the charm and turned to leave.
"Not so fast, dumbass."
With a flick of her wrist, a yellow light erupted from Lily's want. James ducked-but he wasn't fast enough. So much for quidditch reflexes.
"What was that? I don't feel no different."
"Any different," Lily corrected, "because-dumbass- it's a kissing charm."
"You want me to kiss you? You should have just said so." James laughed, "If I would have known.."
"No, save playing slobber hockey for somebody else. Oh wait. You can't. I just made you not be able to. With that charm. Such a lovely charm," Lily mused.
"Thanks Evans. Your so emotionally supportive." He snickered and walked out the door, making sure it was open long enough to have the other Marauders escape out under the invisibility cloak.
"James, what the fuck was that about?" Sirius questioned James when Remus and Peter had eventually fallen asleep.
"You mean the charm? I found it in one of my father's restricted books over break." James beamed with pride, sitting up in bed.
Sirius walked to James bed, getting eye level, and said, "No, she gave you a no-kissing charm. Like she knew you had been out snogging someone lately."
"Oh," James started grinning, "A while back, I fed her some bullshit about getting whatever girl I wanted and being able to dump her in a week."
"Way to impress a girl." Sirius had on one of his half amused, half disgusted looks again.
True to his word, James could probably get a lot of girls, 7th years included.
But he didn't.
No, the Marauder's had an unspoken pact: they don't date, it will spilt up the group. So they didn't, but James liked to make people think he had gone out with tons of girls. Contrary to reality.
Stupid Prongs. You know, that won't get you a girl.
The Marauders-well Sirius- didn't like talking. You might call it bottling up inside, but he would rather think of it as more time to think. You know. Either that, or just he didn't want to talk to all the unintelligible people he was surrounded with everyday. Nobody knew, he didn't have a mind to tell anyone either. So with that in mind, note that the four friends don't usually talk about girls-much less date them.
The boys figured if girls got in the way, their friendship is ruined, the girls are more important, and then secrets, and all the "male bonding" (or much as could be done) would be lost. Forever.
So, just stay away from girls. Problem solved.
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"You're a fucking loser, Potter."
No. It wasn't Lily this time, "At least Lily is competent enough to put silencing charms on us all."
Nabila and Nadalia, the rich twins, were trying to annoy James.
But failing miserably.
"Competent. Evans competent? Oh and being the way, you didn't use the word right, I would just stick to cussing if I was you."
The girls just looked at James like he had grown an extra head.
"Why don't you cuss? You're just as intelligent as them." Lily came up behind the threesome.
"Because-if you must know, Evans- I'm not that inconsiderate. Not around girls." 'The Potter Trademark'-otherwise known as a smirk- appeared on James' face.
Lily was so made at James from everything he had done to her, she was fuming.
"Block-head."
The twins didn't know who to be afraid of: James of Lily.
Probably Lily. She just achieved making the saying 'grown two heads' a reality on her rival.
Way to go Lily!
Now people *can* look at him like he had an extra head.
Oh look at that.
The second head seems to be semi-reasonable, in Lily's eyes.
"You can't do that. You can't be mean to a girl!"
"Watch me!"
"No Lily! He's going to hex you. The jelly legs curse."
"Nice, smart one. You just gave her my plans."
"Well it won't matter mow. She's left."
"Your fault."
Flump.
James legs gave out. Everyone in the hallway laughed.
"Hey, I resent that. I tried to walk!" One head's pride was ruined.
"Well, I commanded my legs to stay put."
"Now look what you did. We're on the floor."
"At least your not going to hex the poor girl."
"And she gave you to me. What a gift. I should stun her to the next galaxy."
"You to me! And anyway, then you can't get her back if she is in the next galaxy."
"And why would I even want her?"
"She's the only person able to end the curse. Not that a poor-witted fellow like your would know that."
Talk about double personalities.
Dumbledore appeared in the middle of the Potter head's bickering.
"Potter. And Potter. Come with me. I will sort this out."
"Unlikley."
"Shut-up. That's the headmaster."
"Whatever. I refuse to communicate with you."
"That's only because you're a wimp."
"Am not!"
"To much pride? Can you not take not talking to me?"
Finally James and Dumbledore got to Lily. She, very reluctantly, took off the curse.
*Stupid boy! Can't even contain his fighting. With himself.*
Laughing, Lily proceeded to charms.
Laughing Lily went to bed that night.
Still laughing, Lily woke up.
But she was choked by the sight before her once she stepped out of bed.
*Dumbledore! I must get the headmaster. *
A half hour later, Lily was calmed enough to finally walk. Shakily, she brought Dumbledore to her dorm room.
"Oh." Dumbledore paled. Noticeably.
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"There are three people in this world. Those that can count, and those that can't count." And three chapters in this chapter, for those who can't count...me!
Twelve. My hand hurts, so I'm going to go....
Christmas Traditions:
At James' house for Christmas, things weren't going to smoothly.
"What the frick do you think your doing?" Only Mr. Potter didn't say 'frick'.
"Baking cookies." Was the lazy reply.
"Why? Your mother does that..unless *you* want to be the house wife of your marriage, you don't need to know how." A little snappy there?
*I do! I want to learn to cook. No, you idiot! I really want to get out of etiquette but why am I telling you this?* James didn't really say this though, he just supplied a "Fine, father."
"Good now go to Lightning for your etiquette lessons," was the order.
James obeyed. If he didn't, he would have more etiquette to work on than the 2 hours already in store for him. Of course, Lightning, the house elf, would have her weird ability kick in, and sense James' dread. Maybe she'll take it easy on him. Hopefully.
"Take off your hat, boy."
The paintings were, yet again, yelling at him.
"No Pendel. That's his hair."
"Then comb it. Chop to it."
One painting of his great aunt chucked a brush at James. Only one problem: It hit him as a blob of paint. It didn't look like a brush at all.
After getting cleaned up, James started down the hallway to his lessons. He could faintly hear his own parents yelling in the next room over.
"You're the mother, you need to do this!"
"Only because your one hell of a lousy father!"
"All I have to do is teach him how to be tough and take him camping!" Mister potter yelling indignantly.
"You've done that. Now let me do my job as his mother."
*Uh-oh. About me? Why me? Why can't my parents get along? Like normal couples?*
Of course James knew they could never divorce because of their pride and the marriage-bonded together as one, for all eternity. Divorce would probably be better than this though. * Now for more etiquette than I'll certainly ever use in my life.*
Unconsciously, James' parents were steering him towards being more honory. The more they pushed him to work harder, the more he rebelled. James just wants to be normal. Let him. It helps more in the end.
"Good afternoon, master James."
"Hi Lightning. Let's just get started," James groaned.
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At Lily's house, things were going over smoothly. Mr. Evans put up lights outside while Petunia and Lily put up decorations in the warmth of the house.
"So Lily, how is school?"
"It is great.all except for the stupid Marauders." Lily muttered the last part.
But apparently, Petunia still heard, "The Marauders? What's that?" She scrunched up her nose like she smelt a rotting potato, "It's not anything like a troll is it? If it is harmful to you, I swear I'll-" But we never found out what she'd do.
"No, no. Only the four cockiest boys who are so high on their pedestals. Wish they would fall." Lily said cutting her sister off, and not making a whole lot of sense to either one of them.
"Sounds rather bothersome."
"Oh believe me, it is."
"Maybe they are like that-you know ruining other peoples lives- because they don't necessarily like their own."
Lily agreed, but she didn't know how close to the truth she actually was.
Later that night, Lily dreamed her little brother and mother were right beside her, helping her bake cookies. In the dream, they were joking around:
"Ewww.Look at these cookies."
"Let's feed them to the cat."
"Depends, how much do you like the cat?"
They giggled and laughed. When Lily woke up, she realized the tears streaming down her face, so she tried to stanch them with her sleeve..receiving no such luck. So she just whispered, "I miss you, Perth. Mum, I love you."
*Lily wept for her brother and mother until morning. It's just me and Petunia. Me and Petunia.*
After the sun had risen, Lily skipped to the kitchen, earning a look from her dad as she has never been an early bird.
"Sorry dad. I just want to cook breakfast today."
"Like always. How do you get in all your cooking at school? Surely they say you can't."
"No, of course not. I do help sometimes."
"That's my girl. Always helping. Your mother used to always say, 'Get her, her cooking supplies and frozen pineapples, and she'll cook for you all you want.' And I've followed that. But I'm not really sure that she-"
Lily left, realizing that her father was really talking to himself. *Why is everyone bringing up mom and Perth?* Fighting back more tears, Lily made her way to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. *Egg sandwiches today. Maybe I can shape the bread into Christmas wreaths...*
"Okay, who are you and what have you done with Miss Sleep-A-Lot?"
"I transfigured her into breakfast." Lily, for emphasis, took a bite of her "wreath."
Petunia was in a good mood this morning, "Do you want to go riding with me?"
Petunia worked at a ranch where she traded working hours for riding hours. Sometimes she would invite Lily to come and ride the horses with her, for company.
"Sure. Let me get my boots."
And off they were.
"I don't like it when you go to school," Petunia said, nudging her horse into a light trot.
"Why's that?"
"Your just too damn far away from dad and me."
"You know, you could stay with Auntie over Easter. That's where I'll be.if you go."
See, Lily lived in America, for now, as her dad was always moving because of his job, but during the school year, and some of the summer, she always stayed with her aunt, who resided in England.
"Come on Misty, we're going to race Peti." Lily loudly whispered to her horse, while glancing in Petunia's direction.
With that, Lily shoved her ankles into the paint horse's side and off at a canter they were. Petunia took off soon and easily beat lily.
"Sorry Lil. That's only because I ride so often."
Laughing and joking, they rode all morning until it was time to go home.
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I'm tired of typing.so I'll do a really short chapter really soon. I need to go practice my speech...
But first I want to thank Kinelea for the review..I hope this chapter is better than the last..sorry about the fragmented story. I'm the worst person when it comes to proofreading my own stuff. And I think it is still kinda choppy
Did anyone go to the car show? If you don't know what I'm talking about.then never mind..but I, unfortunately, missed it. ( But I'm hoping school will be canceled tomorrow..then I can write more. (
-Glitterdust
A/N: We had no school the past two days!!!!!!
(Part of the last chapter):
The few who stayed at Hogwarts were very surprised that Remus and Sirius had pulled no pranks whatsoever. What they didn't know was that these two boys were preoccupied.
"Only five seconds this time, Sirius."
"Argh. I want to get it so fast, that we can transform while running."
"Okay, give it another try. Concentrate. I know you can do it."
Sirius, giving Remus a your-loco-look, tried and tried again. It took lots of concentration.that he didn't have.
@Flashback@
*Cough, cough* "I can't breathe."
"Aspiro!"
"Remus! Remus! What is happening to you?"
"I-" but Remus was cut off. He started transforming, and the four Marauders knew it wasn't supposed to happen like that.
The moon wasn't out yet
He looked in pain
He was trying to talk
He kept changing shape: from wolf to werewolf (yes there is a difference) to human.
The boys started to freak out.
"Damn, damn, damn."
Every time Remus altered to his human form, he got out a few words:
"It's the ag-"
"The agnami-"
"Potion don't"
"Do not"
"Not go for help!"
"No help!"
James was yelling, "Shit Remus, you could die! We need help!" But all Remus could understand or lack of, was incoherent jargon.
All of a sudden, with a racing heart, Remus stayed a werewolf. He started to throw-up all his lunch. Excess amount of blood was hurled up; but apart from that, he was fine.
@End Flashback@
"I remember when the damn potion cause. severe. symptoms at your transformation."
"yea, it was cool to transform into the wolf, though while it lasted before the next moon."
"Would you do it again?" Sirius teased.
"Hell no. It messed up my monthly transformations."
"But don't you wish you could roam around school with us?" Sirius asked in an abnormally high voice.
"Enough with 20 fucking questions."
Wham! Remus bombarded pillows into his friend's face.
"Whaft." Sirius exclaimed with a mouthful of feathers, "Isf tha?"
"Mugglily impared."
The boys snorted and carried on for the next hour.
"Wish Peter and James were here."
"We could pull pranks."
"Shut-up they're probably having so much fun without us."
"Oh yea. Loads. I'm sure." Sarcasm dripped. again.
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*Only if I were at Hogwarts. I would be having so much fun.* James was clearly irritable.
"Shut-up!"
"What master?" Lightning questioned.
"I'm tired of this. Can we go do something else?"
The house elf was so astonished.
"You want to help me? Do some of the decorating?"
"Uh..Yea." Duh!
So an hour later, that's how James found himself decorating.
*If only I were at Hogwarts, I would be having so much fun.*
James was glad of the learning-free atmosphere, but was disappointed to not be with his friends. *If only I were at Hogwarts, I would be having so much fun.*
The same thoughts ran through his head all Christmas vacation.
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A/N: This is like the funestestest chapter to write.
Chapter (I don't know):
School was back in session. Most children would have already had enough time to become homesick-if not for the charm placed on the school to prevent just that.
"James Potter!"
Lily voice swept through the halls, "You dumbass. Show yourself. Are you that freaked that your going to hide!"
"No Sweetums," said a voice right behind her, in her room, "I was here all along." James exposed 'The Potter Grin.'
Lily was so shocked that James was right behind her, that she fumed and couldn't stop stuttering, "Ummm. How how d-did you g-get there?"
"My secret. And it wouldn't be if I told you..now would it?"
"Shut-up!" Her voice raised an abnormally 3 octaves higher.
"Sweetums, I was only answering your question."
"Fix. My. Bed. Now."
"Yeesh. You don't have to be all controlling and demanding."
"I can be what I damn well please if you can put invisible spikes on my bed, without even caring about anyone besides yourself. How the hell am I suppose to sleep?"
"Preferably like normal." James tested her attitude, running a hand through his disastrous hair.
"Dip-shit. It's 1:30 in the morning! How am I supposed to sleep?"
"Or maybe you should ask others that? You probably woke them with that screaming you did."
"Probably. No, I put a silencing charm on the common room, except your dormitory," she answered respectively. (like the questions in order, not with respect)
"Why me?"
"Cause who else would torment me like this?"
"It's cause I like you.." James responded with a little kid voice, "Will you be my valentine?"
"If I said yes, one of us would commit suicide. Who first? I can't say," Lily said with attitude. Hey, give her a break..it's what? 1:30 in the morning?
James undid the charm and turned to leave.
"Not so fast, dumbass."
With a flick of her wrist, a yellow light erupted from Lily's want. James ducked-but he wasn't fast enough. So much for quidditch reflexes.
"What was that? I don't feel no different."
"Any different," Lily corrected, "because-dumbass- it's a kissing charm."
"You want me to kiss you? You should have just said so." James laughed, "If I would have known.."
"No, save playing slobber hockey for somebody else. Oh wait. You can't. I just made you not be able to. With that charm. Such a lovely charm," Lily mused.
"Thanks Evans. Your so emotionally supportive." He snickered and walked out the door, making sure it was open long enough to have the other Marauders escape out under the invisibility cloak.
"James, what the fuck was that about?" Sirius questioned James when Remus and Peter had eventually fallen asleep.
"You mean the charm? I found it in one of my father's restricted books over break." James beamed with pride, sitting up in bed.
Sirius walked to James bed, getting eye level, and said, "No, she gave you a no-kissing charm. Like she knew you had been out snogging someone lately."
"Oh," James started grinning, "A while back, I fed her some bullshit about getting whatever girl I wanted and being able to dump her in a week."
"Way to impress a girl." Sirius had on one of his half amused, half disgusted looks again.
True to his word, James could probably get a lot of girls, 7th years included.
But he didn't.
No, the Marauder's had an unspoken pact: they don't date, it will spilt up the group. So they didn't, but James liked to make people think he had gone out with tons of girls. Contrary to reality.
Stupid Prongs. You know, that won't get you a girl.
The Marauders-well Sirius- didn't like talking. You might call it bottling up inside, but he would rather think of it as more time to think. You know. Either that, or just he didn't want to talk to all the unintelligible people he was surrounded with everyday. Nobody knew, he didn't have a mind to tell anyone either. So with that in mind, note that the four friends don't usually talk about girls-much less date them.
The boys figured if girls got in the way, their friendship is ruined, the girls are more important, and then secrets, and all the "male bonding" (or much as could be done) would be lost. Forever.
So, just stay away from girls. Problem solved.
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"You're a fucking loser, Potter."
No. It wasn't Lily this time, "At least Lily is competent enough to put silencing charms on us all."
Nabila and Nadalia, the rich twins, were trying to annoy James.
But failing miserably.
"Competent. Evans competent? Oh and being the way, you didn't use the word right, I would just stick to cussing if I was you."
The girls just looked at James like he had grown an extra head.
"Why don't you cuss? You're just as intelligent as them." Lily came up behind the threesome.
"Because-if you must know, Evans- I'm not that inconsiderate. Not around girls." 'The Potter Trademark'-otherwise known as a smirk- appeared on James' face.
Lily was so made at James from everything he had done to her, she was fuming.
"Block-head."
The twins didn't know who to be afraid of: James of Lily.
Probably Lily. She just achieved making the saying 'grown two heads' a reality on her rival.
Way to go Lily!
Now people *can* look at him like he had an extra head.
Oh look at that.
The second head seems to be semi-reasonable, in Lily's eyes.
"You can't do that. You can't be mean to a girl!"
"Watch me!"
"No Lily! He's going to hex you. The jelly legs curse."
"Nice, smart one. You just gave her my plans."
"Well it won't matter mow. She's left."
"Your fault."
Flump.
James legs gave out. Everyone in the hallway laughed.
"Hey, I resent that. I tried to walk!" One head's pride was ruined.
"Well, I commanded my legs to stay put."
"Now look what you did. We're on the floor."
"At least your not going to hex the poor girl."
"And she gave you to me. What a gift. I should stun her to the next galaxy."
"You to me! And anyway, then you can't get her back if she is in the next galaxy."
"And why would I even want her?"
"She's the only person able to end the curse. Not that a poor-witted fellow like your would know that."
Talk about double personalities.
Dumbledore appeared in the middle of the Potter head's bickering.
"Potter. And Potter. Come with me. I will sort this out."
"Unlikley."
"Shut-up. That's the headmaster."
"Whatever. I refuse to communicate with you."
"That's only because you're a wimp."
"Am not!"
"To much pride? Can you not take not talking to me?"
Finally James and Dumbledore got to Lily. She, very reluctantly, took off the curse.
*Stupid boy! Can't even contain his fighting. With himself.*
Laughing, Lily proceeded to charms.
Laughing Lily went to bed that night.
Still laughing, Lily woke up.
But she was choked by the sight before her once she stepped out of bed.
*Dumbledore! I must get the headmaster. *
A half hour later, Lily was calmed enough to finally walk. Shakily, she brought Dumbledore to her dorm room.
"Oh." Dumbledore paled. Noticeably.
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