Lily & Jason have been neighbors and Best Friends forever. One day, Jason
comes back from the States from vacation, and his mom sets up a "play date"
for Jason and a boy Lily will learn to hate, then befriend, then to hate
again, and, finally, to love. Rated PG-13 for future chapters, and mild
language.
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Ugh. I have been so busy!! And I'm afraid next weekend won't be much better! I'm just starting this chapter on the 29th!! I'm awful. don't remind me. *Shakes head in shame* I'm terribly sorry for the lateness, but I've also been quite stuck. Two very clashing things.
And here I am, moving again, on the 19th OF OCTOBER!!!
I was thinking about taking this chapter directly into third year or something. But then it seemed much too soon to start that skipping. I'll show you all a quick overview of my overall segment outlay:
After a bit of first year, I planned to skip right into third. I
planned to write a bit in there, then skip to fourth year, where there
are a few parts planned. Then to fifth year, only a bit, so I can fit
in another few crucial bits. Then most of sixth and all of seventh.
For summers, I wanted to do before and after third, then between
fourth and fifth, before sixth, then some major stuff throughout the
summer before seventh.
Eh, just so you all understand a few of my contemplations. My mind's to screwed up to fully understand, though.
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Shadowed.Phoenix~ Hey chica/chico! Which are you? Hee hee. Just curious, so that I can address you. anyway, thanks for the extensive reviewJ!! They make me happy!! Very happy!! But then, so do short reviews. come to think of it, I love any form of a review!! Even a flame!! About the thing with everyone getting together & such. I do love that part about writing! Fixing everything to an almost perfect storyline, then deleting it all to be filled with a new idea! Especially with couples! *Grin* and I couldn't help the peanut line. In a story called 'Hem Hem this, Hem Hem That' by Juliet- Jane James is constantly calling Lily pumpkin. I'm just so amused by that. And I don't know, but peanut just flowed from my fingers, you know? And I appreciate all the flattery and wonderful things you said about the last chapter. I'm the type who loves to foreshadow like that. I'm no good at any other form of foreshadowing, but that is something I seem to love. That, and writing in general! And food! And reading!
Melissa~ Yes, maybe. I'm not sure who's with Sirius. but I can't reveal it nonetheless! Christine got Sirius in my other story. but I'll talk to her and the rest of you. I think I have it all planned, except Lora. Who, gets a new friend.*winks* but not for a few years!! It could change. With my mind in the state it's in, Lora could be married 5 times with 20 kids (I won't let that happen Lora! You CAN afford protection! Ha, sorry, joke with my cousin) so you could end up a widow or Christine could end an old crimpled lady disguised newly as a squib who happens to live down the street from Harry, like I planned for my last story. You never know, I may just go crazy before that time. And yes, that whole short chapter thing *does* suck. particularly when you have to write it. Because I know how short it is, and it feels pointless.
Lora~ I totally agree. This, a dream for sure, is going to be a fic that expresses how they came to be the great people they are. I've planned tragedies (tear), surprises, romances, and anything you can think of. I've had the very same dream-proposal reenacted in my mind thousands of times, since before I first started that first fiction of mine. Oooo. I just hope I get that far!!!
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Disclaimer: Gulp. Never. Ever. Will. I. Be. That. Good!!!
Chapter 9: Those weird lil' conversations...
Class was, after what seemed epochs, dismissed. Lily had looked at her schedule half way through and realized it was a double lesson. Oh the horror. to have their first lesson a double, and having to listen to the agony of Mcgonagall droning on about rules she would have followed anyway.
Lily happily made her way to lunch. It did seem odd to have had only one lesson before lunch, but then again, it was double, and it was much longer than it would have been at her previous school.
She confronted her schedule, and assessed she had History of Magic and Astronomy to look forward to. She'd always loved history. so history of magic seemed utterly wonderful! Astronomy must be fun, making assessments of and learning about the stars and other heavenly bodies.
She was interrupted, again, from her musings by a boy knocking her down. She quickly gathered her books, but before she could utter an apology and scurry away, the boy grabbed her arm angrily.
"Mudblood watch where you're going!" It was that greasy-haired boy, Severus Snape. She angrily wrenched her arm away from him. "What? Little mudblood not wanting to get in trouble? Nasty enough with her blood?" He laughed maliciously at his own terrible joke.
"Well, Snape, what exactly *did* you have at the feast last night? Because I could hear it, and smell it, much to my distaste, might I add. Lay off the baked beans tonight, if you could do me that courtesy," she sent him a smirk as he turned red as a tomato. He threw her arm down as is disgusted he touched it in the first place.
"Cute mudblood. Very cute. Mind keeping your filth away from the ground I walk on? It's dirty enough without your scum all over it!"
Lily arched an eyebrow. "Really? Because I know for a fact there's dirt- repel spells throughout the castle. I'll have to talk to Mr. Filch about renewing them!" Lily said, pretending to be stunned. "Well, I must be going. I've still to find the history of magic classroom!" she added as she walked away from the angry Snape. She scurried to catch up with her friends, who high-fived and congratulated her. They had witnessed the whole scene.
"Good one, Lil'!" Kristy laughed loudly. "Definitely taught him not to mess with you! I doubt we'll be getting much trouble out of that one!"
"I don't! The butthead will be a slimy, greasy git for the rest of his life! Just Lily'll get to humiliate him constantly, as well! Lil', I here- by promise to help you utterly humiliate him for the remainder of his Hogwarts career!" Sirius said as he laughed. James just stood at the edge of the group, sulking.
"Hey, I never could've done it without the inspiration of that piece of art at breakfast!" Lily laughed.
"Well, we owe it all to James, right mate? He was the brain of the operation!" At the mention of James' name, Lily seemed to be rushed back to reality. She'd forgotten about James, odd as it seems.
~*~*~*~*~ *Later in the history of magic classroom.*~*~*~*~*
Lily was reading her Hogwarts, A History book, for the second time, when suddenly a silvery light seemed to shine onto the blackboard. Lily jumped as she realized that it was not a mere light, but a ghost!
"I am your history of magic professor. You are all to address me as Professor Binns, and are to show utter respect to that name. In this class you are expected to take notes, and study well." the professor, Binns Lily recalled as she looked up on the board, continued droning on in the most monotonous voice Lily had ever heard. She stared at him blankly, willing him to make the class just a spot more interesting. It was the first lesson, and already she was bored out of her mind, resorting to passing notes to Kristy.
Which, of course, meant going through James Potter.
"Potter, pass it to Kristy," she hissed. James shot her a mischievous grin, and commenced to open the note. Lily tensed and murmured, "Do it and die, Potter."
"Only joking," he muttered as he folded it back up and handed it to Kristy. Kristy snorted softly when she read the note. She wrote back to Lily, and kicked it beneath James. James looked at them, telling them they'd better not, that he'd catch it whether they threw it or kicked it.
Lily wrote another note, and threw it to Kristy. James discreetly dove for the note, but missed.
Kristy opened it and found Lily had written, "Just throw it. Potter can't catch anyway." This, of course, launched another fit of giggles. James arched an eyebrow suspiciously and was now greatly determined to intercept.
They went back and forth through the whole class period. James was being driven to the edge while he had no clue as to what little phrases were being passed back and forth that could be that funny. Lily was right, he could not seem to catch one for the life of him. Lily considered what he'd said in Diagon Alley.
"Seeker's what I'll be next year! Promise you that!" James had boasted. And the way Lily recalled, the seeker was the one who had to spot and catch the snitch. She instigated to write another note.
Kristy laughed lightly as it soared past James again, right through his arms. She opened the note and snorted at the witty little phrase.
"So much for becoming a seeker," was printed in Lily's neat handwriting, in violet ink. Kristy folded the note once she'd written her reply.
James soon gave up, and allowed them to continue. Soon, he passed his own note to Lily asking if he could read it after class, or something.
"No," was returned on the same piece of parchment in the same violet ink. James angrily scribbled, "And why the hay not?"
"Because," was, this time, in emerald ink.
"Hey! That's not a reason! I want to read it!" he scripted quickly.
"It's plenty a reason," came along in scarlet ink. "And hay is for horses."
"I could've intercepted it and given it to Binns!" James made up, even though he would not have.
"Liar. You couldn't have intercepted it if you tried," came the delayed response in royal blue ink, as she was carrying on another conversation.
"So? I could have just spoke up and told Binns!" he inscribed in angst.
"And I would have told him that you made it all up, and would hide the note," Lily wrote him in electric orange.
"Great, lying to a teacher. Wonderful start. I have my mother here for God's sake! Who would he believe?"
"Well, if your mom's shared a single story, most likely me," she continued in magenta, with a small flourish.
"Hey!"
"What? It's true. I would believe me over you, especially after hearing your mom's stories," Lily replied, this time in lavender.
"What's with the colors?" James inquired.
"What do you mean?" came in lime.
"Why can't you pick one color?"
"Why would I?" appeared in periwinkle.
"Any normal person would," he explained.
"And since when do you consider me normal?" she wrote in gold.
"Good point."
"Exactly," was printed in red-orange.
"Do you seriously carry that many inkwells?"
"Yup," in sky blue.
"You're truly crazy."
"You betcha'!" this in electric yellow.
"Get help." there was not immediate response, and James eyed Lily as she dug through her bag. He snatched up the parchment from her, and scribbled, "what are you doing?"
She grinned up at him sheepishly as she produced another inkwell. "This is my last inkwell." He looked upon it happily as she produced a final inkwell, looking defeated. Then he frowned as he read it.
The message was in rainbow.
*****A/N: Okay, I don't mean to interrupt my chapter or anything (and I hate to do this) but I just wanted to explain my insanity a bit.
I do this to my friend (switch pens and stuff in the middle of a note, though) and it drives her NUTS. It's just so much fun! But I can never decide what I want to use!! Anyone else ever have such a predicament?
And the things with the little "he can't catch anyway" stuff was similar to a conversation me and my friend had in class once! Of course, I didn't refer to his reference of being seeker, obviously... but otherwise it was very similar! Mari you remember that one? Lol. On with the show!*****
~*~*~*~*At dinner, after astronomy*~*~*~*~
Lily and James were mocked by the group, typically Sirius and Kristy, for spending all of history of magic writing notes back and forth. "Lovebirds," Sirius would say, "honestly, that sounds so sweet. Lily and James Evans. Jamie Jr. Evans. Ickle Sirius Jamie Evans Jr." Lily raised an eyebrow skeptically. Kristy whacked him upside the head. Remus just shook his head, as he pulled a book out of his bag. "What?" Sirius asked. "I think those are perfectly acceptable names! Jamsie Jr. will be happy. And he'll also be happy with his sister, Dandelion Pickle Evans." Christine snorted.
"You plan to name Lily's only dear daughter 'Dandelion Pickle'?" she asked doubtfully. Sirius nodded his head in pride.
"Why of course! She's got to be a flower! And what perdier a flower than a dandelion? And don't forget Sirius Jamesie Jr.!" Sirius exclaimed happily. "'Cause I'm the godfather, and so you named him after me! Isn't that clever?" The group began to cough loudly.
"So, you'll kill me off, kidnap my children, saying you're the godfather, rename them and bring all shame unto the Evans family name? When this family shouldn't even be the Evans, seeing as if I marry Potter, we'd take the male's name," Lily pointed out. Sirius pouted.
"Nuh-uh! They would take *you're* name!" Sirius whined.
"No, Sirius. If Lily marries, she takes her husband's name. You'll live. You're rarely right anyway, I don't exactly understand why you do this," James said, rolling his hazel eyes.
"You're all wrong!" Sirius cried. "You're all just taking her side because.because you're all just JEALOUS!" Sirius's outburst caused many skeptical stares, Lily patting his shoulder.
"Sirius, you're right. If I, or any of us, ever marry you, you can take our names. And, you can even name your daughter Pickle, if it means that much to you," Melissa said sympathetically. She, too, gave him a comforting pat, and Sirius sucked up a deep breath and said a barely audible "thank you".
James simply shook his head at the idiocy of his best friend. Only Sirius would bring any of them down to such a level.
"Now that this little conflict has blown over, Mr. Black, would it be okay for me to make a few announcements?" Professor Dumbledore said as he stood. Sirius nodded solemnly.
"Excellent first day, everyone! Rest up so tomorrow you can be ready bright and early once again for another day's worth of classes!" The hall seemed to groan in unison, and Dumbledore chuckled lightly as he sat.
"Well, me chum in America could not fathom us not having class till 9 A.M. or something! He goes 7:45 in the morning until 2:30! He even has friends who go until 3:30, but they start at the same time! So it was awfully amusing to see his face when I told him we have free periods. Sent him over the top, it did," Jason said cheerfully to Lily. She laughed.
"Chim, chim cher-ee! Chim, chim, cher-ee!" Sirius began to sing brightly. Lily shook her head.
"Please do not start singing *that*. it's been a LONG day," Lily complained. This only made Sirius want to cheer her up, so he sang more brightly than ever.
"Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
A sweep is as lucky
As lucky can be
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-oo!
Good luck will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kissAnd that's lucky too
Now as the ladder of life
'As been strung
You may think a sweep's
On the bottommost rung
Though I spends me time
In the ashes and smoke
In this 'ole wide world
There's no 'appier bloke
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
A sweep is as lucky
As lucky can be
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-oo!
Good luck will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kiss
And that's lucky too
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
A sweep is as lucky
As lucky can be
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-oo!
Good luck will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kiss
And that's lucky too
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
When you're with a sweep
You're in glad company
No where is there A more 'appier crew
Than them wot sings
"Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!"
On the chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!"
*A/N- Incase anyone was wondering, that's Dick van Dike in Mary Poppins*
Lily groaned.
"Where the heck do you find the time to memorize this kind of thing?" she asked him in disbelief.
"Oh, me and Jamie watch those kind of movies all the time at- " Sirius began, but James quickly slapped a hand over his mouth.
"He's an idiot with too much time on his hands. Go figure. So why don't we all just eat?" James said.
"Sirius. Get. A. HOBBY FOR GOSH SAKE!" Melissa shouted as Sirius started humming "Part of that World" from Little Mermaid.
"But this is my hobby!" Sirius argued.
"What, may I ask, is that?" Melissa snapped.
"Well, memorizing Disney songs, of course!" Sirius exclaimed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. James rolled his eyes.
James dealt out food onto his plate, and no one seemed able to shut Sirius up. Until, that is, he hit "Can You Feel the Love Tonight?" from Lion King.
"Sirius. If you do not SHUT UP, there will be NO Little Mermaid, Aladin, or Lion King for a month. You understand me?" Remus scolded, looking up from his book and taking a spoonful of mashed potatoes. Sirius nodded profusely, a terrified look on his face.
Later that night, up in the common room...
Several blown up castles, four games of poker leaving earnings in ash, and two games of ultimate B.S. later, Sirius chirped, "Remi, you wouldn't *really* take Nala or Ariel or Jasmine away from me, would ya' ol' pal?"
"I bloody would, hands down, no regrets," Remus said monotonously. Sirius whimpered in agony.
"You're terrible, Remi, you know that?" Sirius whined.
"You betcha'!"
"Jamie! You wouldn't let Remi take my Disney away, would ya? Ol' buddy? Ol' pal?" Sirius pleaded, more desperate with each word as he failed to even receive a single waver in James face.
"Sure would, Sirius, pal."
"I hate you."
"Atleast I don't scream obscenely annoying baby songs."
"You make it sound as if I was the *only* one running around in shower caps and superman boxers singing Barney and Hercules and stuff!" Sirius defended, hinting to James, whose eyes bugged out.
"Sirius. That was years ago," Remus said, monotonously. James breathed a sigh of relief.
"Nuh uh! He just told you guys that-"
"Sirius!" James said, glaring. "Fine, we won't take your precious movies away if you just SHUT UP!"
"Okey-doke."
"Good. Thank you."
"No problem."
There was quiet for several minutes as the group did homework.
"I can go the distance, if I can be strong... I'll be there someday-" softly arouse over the silence.
"Sirius."
"Yes'm?" came the reply.
"Shut up."
"Yes'm."
"Sirius?"
"Yes'm?"
"Don't say "Yes'm"... it's not very masculine."
"Yes'm."
"Sirius."
"Yes'm?"
"I thought I told you to stop!"
"I did. Now the "'m" stands for merm, instead 'a ma'am."
"Sirius?"
"Yes'm?"
"You're an idiot."
"Thank'm."
"Sirius?"
"Yes'm?"
"What's a merm?"
"Dunno'm."
"Then why the hey are you calling me "'m"?"
"Cause'm."
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FINALLY! DONE! FINISHED: 6:41 PM Wednesday, November 26, 2003!
Will be posted: Saturday, November 29, 2003, because of the American holiday of Thanksgiving, and because Jenna's new computer gets internet on Saturday! Speaking of which...
DUDE! I GOT A DELL!
Dude... Actually... this is FINALLY up 12/12 cause Jenna's dad ordered it late....
Ha ha ha...
Love you all lots, I hope I didn't loose reviewers!
3 *Jenna:)~
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Ugh. I have been so busy!! And I'm afraid next weekend won't be much better! I'm just starting this chapter on the 29th!! I'm awful. don't remind me. *Shakes head in shame* I'm terribly sorry for the lateness, but I've also been quite stuck. Two very clashing things.
And here I am, moving again, on the 19th OF OCTOBER!!!
I was thinking about taking this chapter directly into third year or something. But then it seemed much too soon to start that skipping. I'll show you all a quick overview of my overall segment outlay:
After a bit of first year, I planned to skip right into third. I
planned to write a bit in there, then skip to fourth year, where there
are a few parts planned. Then to fifth year, only a bit, so I can fit
in another few crucial bits. Then most of sixth and all of seventh.
For summers, I wanted to do before and after third, then between
fourth and fifth, before sixth, then some major stuff throughout the
summer before seventh.
Eh, just so you all understand a few of my contemplations. My mind's to screwed up to fully understand, though.
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Shadowed.Phoenix~ Hey chica/chico! Which are you? Hee hee. Just curious, so that I can address you. anyway, thanks for the extensive reviewJ!! They make me happy!! Very happy!! But then, so do short reviews. come to think of it, I love any form of a review!! Even a flame!! About the thing with everyone getting together & such. I do love that part about writing! Fixing everything to an almost perfect storyline, then deleting it all to be filled with a new idea! Especially with couples! *Grin* and I couldn't help the peanut line. In a story called 'Hem Hem this, Hem Hem That' by Juliet- Jane James is constantly calling Lily pumpkin. I'm just so amused by that. And I don't know, but peanut just flowed from my fingers, you know? And I appreciate all the flattery and wonderful things you said about the last chapter. I'm the type who loves to foreshadow like that. I'm no good at any other form of foreshadowing, but that is something I seem to love. That, and writing in general! And food! And reading!
Melissa~ Yes, maybe. I'm not sure who's with Sirius. but I can't reveal it nonetheless! Christine got Sirius in my other story. but I'll talk to her and the rest of you. I think I have it all planned, except Lora. Who, gets a new friend.*winks* but not for a few years!! It could change. With my mind in the state it's in, Lora could be married 5 times with 20 kids (I won't let that happen Lora! You CAN afford protection! Ha, sorry, joke with my cousin) so you could end up a widow or Christine could end an old crimpled lady disguised newly as a squib who happens to live down the street from Harry, like I planned for my last story. You never know, I may just go crazy before that time. And yes, that whole short chapter thing *does* suck. particularly when you have to write it. Because I know how short it is, and it feels pointless.
Lora~ I totally agree. This, a dream for sure, is going to be a fic that expresses how they came to be the great people they are. I've planned tragedies (tear), surprises, romances, and anything you can think of. I've had the very same dream-proposal reenacted in my mind thousands of times, since before I first started that first fiction of mine. Oooo. I just hope I get that far!!!
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Disclaimer: Gulp. Never. Ever. Will. I. Be. That. Good!!!
Chapter 9: Those weird lil' conversations...
Class was, after what seemed epochs, dismissed. Lily had looked at her schedule half way through and realized it was a double lesson. Oh the horror. to have their first lesson a double, and having to listen to the agony of Mcgonagall droning on about rules she would have followed anyway.
Lily happily made her way to lunch. It did seem odd to have had only one lesson before lunch, but then again, it was double, and it was much longer than it would have been at her previous school.
She confronted her schedule, and assessed she had History of Magic and Astronomy to look forward to. She'd always loved history. so history of magic seemed utterly wonderful! Astronomy must be fun, making assessments of and learning about the stars and other heavenly bodies.
She was interrupted, again, from her musings by a boy knocking her down. She quickly gathered her books, but before she could utter an apology and scurry away, the boy grabbed her arm angrily.
"Mudblood watch where you're going!" It was that greasy-haired boy, Severus Snape. She angrily wrenched her arm away from him. "What? Little mudblood not wanting to get in trouble? Nasty enough with her blood?" He laughed maliciously at his own terrible joke.
"Well, Snape, what exactly *did* you have at the feast last night? Because I could hear it, and smell it, much to my distaste, might I add. Lay off the baked beans tonight, if you could do me that courtesy," she sent him a smirk as he turned red as a tomato. He threw her arm down as is disgusted he touched it in the first place.
"Cute mudblood. Very cute. Mind keeping your filth away from the ground I walk on? It's dirty enough without your scum all over it!"
Lily arched an eyebrow. "Really? Because I know for a fact there's dirt- repel spells throughout the castle. I'll have to talk to Mr. Filch about renewing them!" Lily said, pretending to be stunned. "Well, I must be going. I've still to find the history of magic classroom!" she added as she walked away from the angry Snape. She scurried to catch up with her friends, who high-fived and congratulated her. They had witnessed the whole scene.
"Good one, Lil'!" Kristy laughed loudly. "Definitely taught him not to mess with you! I doubt we'll be getting much trouble out of that one!"
"I don't! The butthead will be a slimy, greasy git for the rest of his life! Just Lily'll get to humiliate him constantly, as well! Lil', I here- by promise to help you utterly humiliate him for the remainder of his Hogwarts career!" Sirius said as he laughed. James just stood at the edge of the group, sulking.
"Hey, I never could've done it without the inspiration of that piece of art at breakfast!" Lily laughed.
"Well, we owe it all to James, right mate? He was the brain of the operation!" At the mention of James' name, Lily seemed to be rushed back to reality. She'd forgotten about James, odd as it seems.
~*~*~*~*~ *Later in the history of magic classroom.*~*~*~*~*
Lily was reading her Hogwarts, A History book, for the second time, when suddenly a silvery light seemed to shine onto the blackboard. Lily jumped as she realized that it was not a mere light, but a ghost!
"I am your history of magic professor. You are all to address me as Professor Binns, and are to show utter respect to that name. In this class you are expected to take notes, and study well." the professor, Binns Lily recalled as she looked up on the board, continued droning on in the most monotonous voice Lily had ever heard. She stared at him blankly, willing him to make the class just a spot more interesting. It was the first lesson, and already she was bored out of her mind, resorting to passing notes to Kristy.
Which, of course, meant going through James Potter.
"Potter, pass it to Kristy," she hissed. James shot her a mischievous grin, and commenced to open the note. Lily tensed and murmured, "Do it and die, Potter."
"Only joking," he muttered as he folded it back up and handed it to Kristy. Kristy snorted softly when she read the note. She wrote back to Lily, and kicked it beneath James. James looked at them, telling them they'd better not, that he'd catch it whether they threw it or kicked it.
Lily wrote another note, and threw it to Kristy. James discreetly dove for the note, but missed.
Kristy opened it and found Lily had written, "Just throw it. Potter can't catch anyway." This, of course, launched another fit of giggles. James arched an eyebrow suspiciously and was now greatly determined to intercept.
They went back and forth through the whole class period. James was being driven to the edge while he had no clue as to what little phrases were being passed back and forth that could be that funny. Lily was right, he could not seem to catch one for the life of him. Lily considered what he'd said in Diagon Alley.
"Seeker's what I'll be next year! Promise you that!" James had boasted. And the way Lily recalled, the seeker was the one who had to spot and catch the snitch. She instigated to write another note.
Kristy laughed lightly as it soared past James again, right through his arms. She opened the note and snorted at the witty little phrase.
"So much for becoming a seeker," was printed in Lily's neat handwriting, in violet ink. Kristy folded the note once she'd written her reply.
James soon gave up, and allowed them to continue. Soon, he passed his own note to Lily asking if he could read it after class, or something.
"No," was returned on the same piece of parchment in the same violet ink. James angrily scribbled, "And why the hay not?"
"Because," was, this time, in emerald ink.
"Hey! That's not a reason! I want to read it!" he scripted quickly.
"It's plenty a reason," came along in scarlet ink. "And hay is for horses."
"I could've intercepted it and given it to Binns!" James made up, even though he would not have.
"Liar. You couldn't have intercepted it if you tried," came the delayed response in royal blue ink, as she was carrying on another conversation.
"So? I could have just spoke up and told Binns!" he inscribed in angst.
"And I would have told him that you made it all up, and would hide the note," Lily wrote him in electric orange.
"Great, lying to a teacher. Wonderful start. I have my mother here for God's sake! Who would he believe?"
"Well, if your mom's shared a single story, most likely me," she continued in magenta, with a small flourish.
"Hey!"
"What? It's true. I would believe me over you, especially after hearing your mom's stories," Lily replied, this time in lavender.
"What's with the colors?" James inquired.
"What do you mean?" came in lime.
"Why can't you pick one color?"
"Why would I?" appeared in periwinkle.
"Any normal person would," he explained.
"And since when do you consider me normal?" she wrote in gold.
"Good point."
"Exactly," was printed in red-orange.
"Do you seriously carry that many inkwells?"
"Yup," in sky blue.
"You're truly crazy."
"You betcha'!" this in electric yellow.
"Get help." there was not immediate response, and James eyed Lily as she dug through her bag. He snatched up the parchment from her, and scribbled, "what are you doing?"
She grinned up at him sheepishly as she produced another inkwell. "This is my last inkwell." He looked upon it happily as she produced a final inkwell, looking defeated. Then he frowned as he read it.
The message was in rainbow.
*****A/N: Okay, I don't mean to interrupt my chapter or anything (and I hate to do this) but I just wanted to explain my insanity a bit.
I do this to my friend (switch pens and stuff in the middle of a note, though) and it drives her NUTS. It's just so much fun! But I can never decide what I want to use!! Anyone else ever have such a predicament?
And the things with the little "he can't catch anyway" stuff was similar to a conversation me and my friend had in class once! Of course, I didn't refer to his reference of being seeker, obviously... but otherwise it was very similar! Mari you remember that one? Lol. On with the show!*****
~*~*~*~*At dinner, after astronomy*~*~*~*~
Lily and James were mocked by the group, typically Sirius and Kristy, for spending all of history of magic writing notes back and forth. "Lovebirds," Sirius would say, "honestly, that sounds so sweet. Lily and James Evans. Jamie Jr. Evans. Ickle Sirius Jamie Evans Jr." Lily raised an eyebrow skeptically. Kristy whacked him upside the head. Remus just shook his head, as he pulled a book out of his bag. "What?" Sirius asked. "I think those are perfectly acceptable names! Jamsie Jr. will be happy. And he'll also be happy with his sister, Dandelion Pickle Evans." Christine snorted.
"You plan to name Lily's only dear daughter 'Dandelion Pickle'?" she asked doubtfully. Sirius nodded his head in pride.
"Why of course! She's got to be a flower! And what perdier a flower than a dandelion? And don't forget Sirius Jamesie Jr.!" Sirius exclaimed happily. "'Cause I'm the godfather, and so you named him after me! Isn't that clever?" The group began to cough loudly.
"So, you'll kill me off, kidnap my children, saying you're the godfather, rename them and bring all shame unto the Evans family name? When this family shouldn't even be the Evans, seeing as if I marry Potter, we'd take the male's name," Lily pointed out. Sirius pouted.
"Nuh-uh! They would take *you're* name!" Sirius whined.
"No, Sirius. If Lily marries, she takes her husband's name. You'll live. You're rarely right anyway, I don't exactly understand why you do this," James said, rolling his hazel eyes.
"You're all wrong!" Sirius cried. "You're all just taking her side because.because you're all just JEALOUS!" Sirius's outburst caused many skeptical stares, Lily patting his shoulder.
"Sirius, you're right. If I, or any of us, ever marry you, you can take our names. And, you can even name your daughter Pickle, if it means that much to you," Melissa said sympathetically. She, too, gave him a comforting pat, and Sirius sucked up a deep breath and said a barely audible "thank you".
James simply shook his head at the idiocy of his best friend. Only Sirius would bring any of them down to such a level.
"Now that this little conflict has blown over, Mr. Black, would it be okay for me to make a few announcements?" Professor Dumbledore said as he stood. Sirius nodded solemnly.
"Excellent first day, everyone! Rest up so tomorrow you can be ready bright and early once again for another day's worth of classes!" The hall seemed to groan in unison, and Dumbledore chuckled lightly as he sat.
"Well, me chum in America could not fathom us not having class till 9 A.M. or something! He goes 7:45 in the morning until 2:30! He even has friends who go until 3:30, but they start at the same time! So it was awfully amusing to see his face when I told him we have free periods. Sent him over the top, it did," Jason said cheerfully to Lily. She laughed.
"Chim, chim cher-ee! Chim, chim, cher-ee!" Sirius began to sing brightly. Lily shook her head.
"Please do not start singing *that*. it's been a LONG day," Lily complained. This only made Sirius want to cheer her up, so he sang more brightly than ever.
"Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
A sweep is as lucky
As lucky can be
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-oo!
Good luck will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kissAnd that's lucky too
Now as the ladder of life
'As been strung
You may think a sweep's
On the bottommost rung
Though I spends me time
In the ashes and smoke
In this 'ole wide world
There's no 'appier bloke
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
A sweep is as lucky
As lucky can be
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-oo!
Good luck will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kiss
And that's lucky too
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
A sweep is as lucky
As lucky can be
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-oo!
Good luck will rub off when
I shake 'ands with you
Or blow me a kiss
And that's lucky too
Chim chiminey
Chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee!
When you're with a sweep
You're in glad company
No where is there A more 'appier crew
Than them wot sings
"Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!"
On the chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!"
*A/N- Incase anyone was wondering, that's Dick van Dike in Mary Poppins*
Lily groaned.
"Where the heck do you find the time to memorize this kind of thing?" she asked him in disbelief.
"Oh, me and Jamie watch those kind of movies all the time at- " Sirius began, but James quickly slapped a hand over his mouth.
"He's an idiot with too much time on his hands. Go figure. So why don't we all just eat?" James said.
"Sirius. Get. A. HOBBY FOR GOSH SAKE!" Melissa shouted as Sirius started humming "Part of that World" from Little Mermaid.
"But this is my hobby!" Sirius argued.
"What, may I ask, is that?" Melissa snapped.
"Well, memorizing Disney songs, of course!" Sirius exclaimed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. James rolled his eyes.
James dealt out food onto his plate, and no one seemed able to shut Sirius up. Until, that is, he hit "Can You Feel the Love Tonight?" from Lion King.
"Sirius. If you do not SHUT UP, there will be NO Little Mermaid, Aladin, or Lion King for a month. You understand me?" Remus scolded, looking up from his book and taking a spoonful of mashed potatoes. Sirius nodded profusely, a terrified look on his face.
Later that night, up in the common room...
Several blown up castles, four games of poker leaving earnings in ash, and two games of ultimate B.S. later, Sirius chirped, "Remi, you wouldn't *really* take Nala or Ariel or Jasmine away from me, would ya' ol' pal?"
"I bloody would, hands down, no regrets," Remus said monotonously. Sirius whimpered in agony.
"You're terrible, Remi, you know that?" Sirius whined.
"You betcha'!"
"Jamie! You wouldn't let Remi take my Disney away, would ya? Ol' buddy? Ol' pal?" Sirius pleaded, more desperate with each word as he failed to even receive a single waver in James face.
"Sure would, Sirius, pal."
"I hate you."
"Atleast I don't scream obscenely annoying baby songs."
"You make it sound as if I was the *only* one running around in shower caps and superman boxers singing Barney and Hercules and stuff!" Sirius defended, hinting to James, whose eyes bugged out.
"Sirius. That was years ago," Remus said, monotonously. James breathed a sigh of relief.
"Nuh uh! He just told you guys that-"
"Sirius!" James said, glaring. "Fine, we won't take your precious movies away if you just SHUT UP!"
"Okey-doke."
"Good. Thank you."
"No problem."
There was quiet for several minutes as the group did homework.
"I can go the distance, if I can be strong... I'll be there someday-" softly arouse over the silence.
"Sirius."
"Yes'm?" came the reply.
"Shut up."
"Yes'm."
"Sirius?"
"Yes'm?"
"Don't say "Yes'm"... it's not very masculine."
"Yes'm."
"Sirius."
"Yes'm?"
"I thought I told you to stop!"
"I did. Now the "'m" stands for merm, instead 'a ma'am."
"Sirius?"
"Yes'm?"
"You're an idiot."
"Thank'm."
"Sirius?"
"Yes'm?"
"What's a merm?"
"Dunno'm."
"Then why the hey are you calling me "'m"?"
"Cause'm."
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FINALLY! DONE! FINISHED: 6:41 PM Wednesday, November 26, 2003!
Will be posted: Saturday, November 29, 2003, because of the American holiday of Thanksgiving, and because Jenna's new computer gets internet on Saturday! Speaking of which...
DUDE! I GOT A DELL!
Dude... Actually... this is FINALLY up 12/12 cause Jenna's dad ordered it late....
Ha ha ha...
Love you all lots, I hope I didn't loose reviewers!
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