Authors Note: Hello! Happy Valentines to you all ( I realize that this is
not the correct day, but oh well, close enough. Happy reading! This chapter
is for Maren (marzoog), who has listened diligently to all my rambling on
about plots and various stories and for helping me edit not only my fan
fiction, but all the novels I start, but will probably never finish. For
people who go to my school, do you think the librarian in the story bears
resemblance to Ms. Houston?
" :: ~ Julia ~ :: "
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The door banged open, making everyone in the previously silent library jump. The librarian glared at the peace disturbers over her small low-fitting glass rims. Bunching up her petite nose into a scowl she snapped, "Mr. Black, Mr. Potter and Mr. Lupin, people in here are trying to work. Please keep the noise level down!"
James and Remus squirmed guiltily and quietly muttered, "Sorry" under their breaths. Madame Prince just glared at them, irritably. Sirius, however, put on a mask of regret and moved over to the librarian's desk, and in a dramatic sorrowful voice exclaimed, "Professor, we are so very sorry. We shall try to be more quieter."
"Quieter, not 'more quieter', Mr. Black."
"Isn't that what I said?" Sirius demanded
"No."
"Oh right, then. Let me rephrase that, we will be more quieter."
"You did it again, Mr. Black," sighed Madame Prince, "Honestly, I think we need to work on your grammar."
"Now, look here, Madame Prince, I honestly think that you'd be better off for a good hearing aid, I have said 'more quieter' twice now!"
"Exactly!" exclaimed the librarian, "And you should say, 'quieter'."
Sirius' eyes flashed mischievously, "And I have, Professor! Three times!"
"Without the 'more' just quieter! NO 'MORE'!"
"OH!" said Sirius with mock realization, "Well, why didn't you say so in the first place?"
Madame Prince sighed exasperatedly and hissed, "I'm sure you have work to do, Mr. Black, perhaps you could go do it, and get out of my sight before I throttle you?"
James laughed softly to himself as Sirius disappeared into the immense rows of bookshelves. Seated on his right was Lily Evans, who was scowling in a way that James found extremely attractive at her transfiguration book. He pushed her finger aside and looked at the page she was glowering at. Animagus Transformations was the heading, and her finger had been rested on the words , '.animagus are the only creatures: human, magical or otherwise, that can interact in a positive manor with a werewolf in it's transformed state.'
He starred at the passage, and then at Lily who was looking at him in a very curious manor. She smiled prettily at him and then said, "Look at the third paragraph, right here where it says, 'an animagus takes the form that best reflects the person's personality' , well, I don't understand that. I mean, Professor McGonagall isn't at all cat-like, she's not at all timid or vicious."
"Well," James began, "Not all cats are like that are they? She is very independent and very direct."
"I suppose. James, what animal do you suppose I'd be, then? That's the essay topic you know."
"I think you'd be a horse," he said frankly
She looked at him, confusion in her green eyes, "A horse?"
"Yes, a horse is, friendly, energetic and.and." he paused and swallowed, "absolutely beautiful."
Lily's face lit up, and she leaned very close to him. James felt a shiver of excitement shoot up his spine, he'd been hanging around Lily for nearly six months and had never been this close to her. She continued to get closer, until, her lips gently brushed his own. She held them there, as James sat, paralyzed and immobile, but greatly enjoying his inability to move or resist.
"You forgot that horses are also very up front about their affections." she whispered.
"Did I?" James asked, feeling himself going very red, "My mistake, I'm sure."
He gazed deeply into her stunning eyes, bright green like a glistening emerald. He could look into those eyes forever.
"WHAT IS THIS RUBBISH?" the moment was interrupted, by Sirius' loud cry from the other side of the room. James peered around the book case.
Sirius was holding an extremely thick volume in his hands, staring at it incredulously. Marissa Hagman, was leaping at him, and he moved the book swiftly out of her reach. Remus was seated at the library table, unable to contain his laughter.
"GIVE IT TO ME, ASSHOLE!" Marissa was shouting.
As Sirius twisted away from her, James was able to glimpse the books cover, Les Miserables. He grinned as Marissa threw a flimsy punch at Sirius' stomach.
"REMUS!" Sirius exclaimed, "Listen to this rubbish! 'The Battle of Waterloo is an enigma as incomprehensible to the winners as to the loser. To Napoleon it was a panic; Blucher saw it simply as a matter of fire-power and Wellington didn't understand it all. We have only to study the accounts, the confused reports, the contradictory views.' isn't that pathetic?"
"GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT NOW!" Marissa screeched, she knocked into Sirius, in a feeble attempt to knock him over.
"Oh!" Sirius continued, "And listen to this, 'A doll is among the most pressing needs as well as the most charming instincts of female childhood. To care for it, adorn it, dress and undress it, give it lessons, scold it a little, put it to bed and sing it to sleep' oh how sweet 'pretend that the object is a living person - all the future of the woman resides on this.' Planning to start a family, Marissa? Should we buy you a dolly? Would you like that Marissa?"
Marissa was crimson with fury, "Stop it! Give me my book!"
Remus sides were heaving with laughter, he seemed to have lost complete control over himself. "Ok, Sirius." he managed to choke out, "Give her the book, I can't laugh anymore or I'll suffocate."
Sirius smirked at Marissa, and handed her the book, which she grabbed deftly from him, "Ok, Marissa, you can have it. I don't want to suffocate my friend."
James turned back to Lily, "Hey, I better go over there and drag Sirius out of here, before Marissa kills him. See you around?"
She smiled, "You bet, and James?"
He leaned in closer, "Yes?"
"Don't let the only time we hang out be in the library, tonight in the common rooms, come find me. We'll do something fun."
He returned her smile, warmly, "I'd like that."
He turned at began walking over to the hazard zone, but not before he heard Lily whisper, "Yeah, me too."
£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$££$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$ £$£$ How did you all like that? Maybe James is falling in love a bit fast, but you know how things are when your 12, everything moves fast. When you go out with someone, it usually lasts like a week. Besides, it isn't as if they snogged/French kissed or anything, just a little brush on the lips. Sweet and innocent. Review Please!
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The door banged open, making everyone in the previously silent library jump. The librarian glared at the peace disturbers over her small low-fitting glass rims. Bunching up her petite nose into a scowl she snapped, "Mr. Black, Mr. Potter and Mr. Lupin, people in here are trying to work. Please keep the noise level down!"
James and Remus squirmed guiltily and quietly muttered, "Sorry" under their breaths. Madame Prince just glared at them, irritably. Sirius, however, put on a mask of regret and moved over to the librarian's desk, and in a dramatic sorrowful voice exclaimed, "Professor, we are so very sorry. We shall try to be more quieter."
"Quieter, not 'more quieter', Mr. Black."
"Isn't that what I said?" Sirius demanded
"No."
"Oh right, then. Let me rephrase that, we will be more quieter."
"You did it again, Mr. Black," sighed Madame Prince, "Honestly, I think we need to work on your grammar."
"Now, look here, Madame Prince, I honestly think that you'd be better off for a good hearing aid, I have said 'more quieter' twice now!"
"Exactly!" exclaimed the librarian, "And you should say, 'quieter'."
Sirius' eyes flashed mischievously, "And I have, Professor! Three times!"
"Without the 'more' just quieter! NO 'MORE'!"
"OH!" said Sirius with mock realization, "Well, why didn't you say so in the first place?"
Madame Prince sighed exasperatedly and hissed, "I'm sure you have work to do, Mr. Black, perhaps you could go do it, and get out of my sight before I throttle you?"
James laughed softly to himself as Sirius disappeared into the immense rows of bookshelves. Seated on his right was Lily Evans, who was scowling in a way that James found extremely attractive at her transfiguration book. He pushed her finger aside and looked at the page she was glowering at. Animagus Transformations was the heading, and her finger had been rested on the words , '.animagus are the only creatures: human, magical or otherwise, that can interact in a positive manor with a werewolf in it's transformed state.'
He starred at the passage, and then at Lily who was looking at him in a very curious manor. She smiled prettily at him and then said, "Look at the third paragraph, right here where it says, 'an animagus takes the form that best reflects the person's personality' , well, I don't understand that. I mean, Professor McGonagall isn't at all cat-like, she's not at all timid or vicious."
"Well," James began, "Not all cats are like that are they? She is very independent and very direct."
"I suppose. James, what animal do you suppose I'd be, then? That's the essay topic you know."
"I think you'd be a horse," he said frankly
She looked at him, confusion in her green eyes, "A horse?"
"Yes, a horse is, friendly, energetic and.and." he paused and swallowed, "absolutely beautiful."
Lily's face lit up, and she leaned very close to him. James felt a shiver of excitement shoot up his spine, he'd been hanging around Lily for nearly six months and had never been this close to her. She continued to get closer, until, her lips gently brushed his own. She held them there, as James sat, paralyzed and immobile, but greatly enjoying his inability to move or resist.
"You forgot that horses are also very up front about their affections." she whispered.
"Did I?" James asked, feeling himself going very red, "My mistake, I'm sure."
He gazed deeply into her stunning eyes, bright green like a glistening emerald. He could look into those eyes forever.
"WHAT IS THIS RUBBISH?" the moment was interrupted, by Sirius' loud cry from the other side of the room. James peered around the book case.
Sirius was holding an extremely thick volume in his hands, staring at it incredulously. Marissa Hagman, was leaping at him, and he moved the book swiftly out of her reach. Remus was seated at the library table, unable to contain his laughter.
"GIVE IT TO ME, ASSHOLE!" Marissa was shouting.
As Sirius twisted away from her, James was able to glimpse the books cover, Les Miserables. He grinned as Marissa threw a flimsy punch at Sirius' stomach.
"REMUS!" Sirius exclaimed, "Listen to this rubbish! 'The Battle of Waterloo is an enigma as incomprehensible to the winners as to the loser. To Napoleon it was a panic; Blucher saw it simply as a matter of fire-power and Wellington didn't understand it all. We have only to study the accounts, the confused reports, the contradictory views.' isn't that pathetic?"
"GIVE IT TO ME RIGHT NOW!" Marissa screeched, she knocked into Sirius, in a feeble attempt to knock him over.
"Oh!" Sirius continued, "And listen to this, 'A doll is among the most pressing needs as well as the most charming instincts of female childhood. To care for it, adorn it, dress and undress it, give it lessons, scold it a little, put it to bed and sing it to sleep' oh how sweet 'pretend that the object is a living person - all the future of the woman resides on this.' Planning to start a family, Marissa? Should we buy you a dolly? Would you like that Marissa?"
Marissa was crimson with fury, "Stop it! Give me my book!"
Remus sides were heaving with laughter, he seemed to have lost complete control over himself. "Ok, Sirius." he managed to choke out, "Give her the book, I can't laugh anymore or I'll suffocate."
Sirius smirked at Marissa, and handed her the book, which she grabbed deftly from him, "Ok, Marissa, you can have it. I don't want to suffocate my friend."
James turned back to Lily, "Hey, I better go over there and drag Sirius out of here, before Marissa kills him. See you around?"
She smiled, "You bet, and James?"
He leaned in closer, "Yes?"
"Don't let the only time we hang out be in the library, tonight in the common rooms, come find me. We'll do something fun."
He returned her smile, warmly, "I'd like that."
He turned at began walking over to the hazard zone, but not before he heard Lily whisper, "Yeah, me too."
£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$££$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$ £$£$ How did you all like that? Maybe James is falling in love a bit fast, but you know how things are when your 12, everything moves fast. When you go out with someone, it usually lasts like a week. Besides, it isn't as if they snogged/French kissed or anything, just a little brush on the lips. Sweet and innocent. Review Please!