"What was that all about?" Danny demanded.
Lily looked from the retreating backs of the Marauders to her boyfriend.
"Excuse me?" she asked, frowning.
"You and that James Potter! What happened?"
"Oh, please Danny," Courtney rolled her eyes, beginning to walk down the corridor again. "Don't turn into the whole possessive type. Besides, Lily was right."
"About what?"
"The Marauders. They're stuck up, conceited and rude," Courtney sighed, shaking her head.
"And cute," Kimberley added, making the other girls laugh.
"Kim, shut up," Lily groaned. "And. . . Danny, stop looking at me like that! Am I not allowed to have friends? Do you not trust me?"
Danny sighed heavily, jamming his hands into his pockets. "You know what he's like, Lils."
"Yes. I know what he's like. Which is one of the reasons I don't like him," Lily retorted.
But I like his eyes, she added silently. I really like his eyes.
"Yeah Danny. Get over it," Courtney sighed, glancing at her watch. "Now come on. We have Potions to look forward to."
Danny sighed again as he watched Lily walk on with her friends. He trusted her, he really did. He just didn't trust the Marauders.
*~*
The next morning at breakfast, Lily half listened to one of her friends moaning about her love life. But she quickly grew bored. It wasn't as if the girl was one of her best friends anyway, she was just someone she happened to hang around with sometimes. Besides, she'd heard this story at least ten times. If he's cheating on you, you dump the boy. Duh.
She looked up as the post came in, not really expecting anything.
But she recognised her white owl - Tamelia - between all the brown ones, and in an instant she had a letter placed in front of her.
"Hey girl. . ." she murmured, absent mindedly stroking the owl's feathers as she opened the letter with her other hand. Courtney fed Tamelia some bacon that she hadn't touched, and it swooped away.
"Who's it off?" Kimberley asked, but Lily didn't reply.
"Lily?" Courtney said a few minutes later, when she saw her friend's face. Turning from shocked, to hurt, to angry. . . she was just a mixture of emotions.
"What's the matter?"
Again, Lily didn't reply. She just jumped up, grabbed her bag and stormed out of the hall, her heels clicking on the floor as she did so.
"Lil-" Kimberley shouted and started to stand up, but Courtney grabbed her arm, shaking her head.
"Leave her. She won't talk to you while she's like that anyway," she murmured.
"Well, what do you think has happened?"
Courtney shrugged, looking towards Lily thoughtfully as she marched out of the doors of the Great Hall. "I don't know. We'll find out later, just give her time."
~*~
James Potter was sat with his friends at the breakfast table, discussing the next Quidditch match.
"Uh-oh," Sirius said, smiling slyly. "Looks like someone got their knickers in a twist."
He nodded towards a gorgeous red-head, who at that moment was marching out of the Hall.
"What do you think is up with her?" Peter asked, watching her curiously.
"Well how should we know?" Sirius asked exasperatedly.
"I'll find out," James said, grinning.
He stood and quickly followed her.
"No way," Remus snorted. "She hates him. Even her friends aren't going after her," he looked towards where Courtney and Kimberley were sat, who at that moment were frowing and looking at James with interest. "Like she'll speak to James."
"Maybe she had an argument with her friends," Sirius suggested.
*~*
"Lily!" James exclaimed, trying to catch up with her. She was trying to walk as quickly as she could in her heels, which was hard for her, but gave him a great view from behind.
"What?" she spat, turning round with a hand on her hip. She rolled her eyes when she saw who was calling her. "What do you want Potter? I'm not in the mood."
"What's the matter?" he asked, touching her arm gently as he caught up with her.
She snatched her arm away, turning around. "Get lost," she snapped, then stamped her foot and shook her head.
Uh-oh, James thought to himself, a little amused. Temper tantrum, coming up.
"Urgh! Why can't we use phones in this damn place?" she demanded, to nobody in particular.
"Erm. . . you mean like a telephone?" James asked, raising his eyebrows. Lily glared at him in return. "Because I can get you to a telephone, if you want," he added.
"Yeah, right. And then it'll turn into a rabbit or someth-"
"No, honestly. I can see how upset you are, I'm serious," James said, looking at her intently. Lily hesitated for awhile, then shrugged.
"Okay. I guess. But-"
"A letter will take too long?" James asked, taking her hand and leading her somewhere.
Lily looked at him curiously and nodded. "Way too long. I need to talk to my parents now."
James nodded slowly. "Right."
"Where are we going? Will we miss the lessons?" Lily asked.
"Probably," James said carelessly. "It depends how long you're on the phone."
"Oh," Lily said quietly. "Okay."
"So what happened? You want to talk about it?"
Lily shook her head. He may have been being sweet at the moment, but she could bet if she told James anything about her life, it would be all over school by the next morning.
"Where are we going?" she asked, as he murmured something and moved past a statue.
"Hogsmeade," he replied simply.
"Hogsmeade? How can we get into Hogsmeade? They don't have phones in Hogsmeade!" "Will you just trust me?"
Lily looked away sulkily, and James rolled his eyes.
~*~
"What the hell do you mean you're getting a divorce?" Lily shouted into the phone James had managed to get her at a small inn in Hogsmeade.
James let out a low whistle and leant his head against the wall. Divorce. So that was it.
Lily suddenly rolled her eyes. "Yes," she snapped. "I'm on a phone. Yippee- de-doo-da for me." She went silent, obviously listening to someone speaking, then said angrily, "Look! This isn't the issue! What do you mean you're getting a divorce? You don't need a divorce! Y-you were perfectly happy this summer. . ."
She trailed off and James looked at her sympathetically, even though she wasn't looking at him. He remembered his own parents divorce, and it hadn't been a happy experience. Some people's parents ended on good terms if they ever split up. His parents hadn't.
"I don't care!" Lily suddenly screamed. She breathed out heavily. "Put daddy on," she demanded. "No, you - put daddy on!"
James tilted his head a little, the back of his foot kicking the wall repeatedly.
"Daddy, what's going on?" Lily whined a moment later. "But. . . I don't. . ." Lily was cut off as she started to cry, and it was all James could do to keep from rolling his eyes.
Daddy's little princess.
"Please don't," she sniffed, wiping her eyes and trying to avoid her mascara. "Yo-you can work it out! I. . . no, you can! Marriage counselling and stuff! Oh please daddy. . ." She listened again and suddenly her tears were replaced by a look of anger. "Fine! You want me to go through the whole teen rebellion thing? Fine! I don't care anyway. Move out. Take Petunia as well!"
James smirked to himself. Was he seeing the perfect mask of Lily Evans slip?
"No!" she exclaimed. "Dad, you can't just buy me you know!"
Oops. No Daddy.
"You know what? Whatever!" Lily snapped, slamming the phone down and glaring at it.
After a few moments of silence, James coughed slightly.
"Family troubles?" he asked.
*~*~*~* Sorry that took so long to update!! I've had a lot going on over here. . . * grumbles * Well, thanks for the replies! Hope you like this chapter.
Lily looked from the retreating backs of the Marauders to her boyfriend.
"Excuse me?" she asked, frowning.
"You and that James Potter! What happened?"
"Oh, please Danny," Courtney rolled her eyes, beginning to walk down the corridor again. "Don't turn into the whole possessive type. Besides, Lily was right."
"About what?"
"The Marauders. They're stuck up, conceited and rude," Courtney sighed, shaking her head.
"And cute," Kimberley added, making the other girls laugh.
"Kim, shut up," Lily groaned. "And. . . Danny, stop looking at me like that! Am I not allowed to have friends? Do you not trust me?"
Danny sighed heavily, jamming his hands into his pockets. "You know what he's like, Lils."
"Yes. I know what he's like. Which is one of the reasons I don't like him," Lily retorted.
But I like his eyes, she added silently. I really like his eyes.
"Yeah Danny. Get over it," Courtney sighed, glancing at her watch. "Now come on. We have Potions to look forward to."
Danny sighed again as he watched Lily walk on with her friends. He trusted her, he really did. He just didn't trust the Marauders.
*~*
The next morning at breakfast, Lily half listened to one of her friends moaning about her love life. But she quickly grew bored. It wasn't as if the girl was one of her best friends anyway, she was just someone she happened to hang around with sometimes. Besides, she'd heard this story at least ten times. If he's cheating on you, you dump the boy. Duh.
She looked up as the post came in, not really expecting anything.
But she recognised her white owl - Tamelia - between all the brown ones, and in an instant she had a letter placed in front of her.
"Hey girl. . ." she murmured, absent mindedly stroking the owl's feathers as she opened the letter with her other hand. Courtney fed Tamelia some bacon that she hadn't touched, and it swooped away.
"Who's it off?" Kimberley asked, but Lily didn't reply.
"Lily?" Courtney said a few minutes later, when she saw her friend's face. Turning from shocked, to hurt, to angry. . . she was just a mixture of emotions.
"What's the matter?"
Again, Lily didn't reply. She just jumped up, grabbed her bag and stormed out of the hall, her heels clicking on the floor as she did so.
"Lil-" Kimberley shouted and started to stand up, but Courtney grabbed her arm, shaking her head.
"Leave her. She won't talk to you while she's like that anyway," she murmured.
"Well, what do you think has happened?"
Courtney shrugged, looking towards Lily thoughtfully as she marched out of the doors of the Great Hall. "I don't know. We'll find out later, just give her time."
~*~
James Potter was sat with his friends at the breakfast table, discussing the next Quidditch match.
"Uh-oh," Sirius said, smiling slyly. "Looks like someone got their knickers in a twist."
He nodded towards a gorgeous red-head, who at that moment was marching out of the Hall.
"What do you think is up with her?" Peter asked, watching her curiously.
"Well how should we know?" Sirius asked exasperatedly.
"I'll find out," James said, grinning.
He stood and quickly followed her.
"No way," Remus snorted. "She hates him. Even her friends aren't going after her," he looked towards where Courtney and Kimberley were sat, who at that moment were frowing and looking at James with interest. "Like she'll speak to James."
"Maybe she had an argument with her friends," Sirius suggested.
*~*
"Lily!" James exclaimed, trying to catch up with her. She was trying to walk as quickly as she could in her heels, which was hard for her, but gave him a great view from behind.
"What?" she spat, turning round with a hand on her hip. She rolled her eyes when she saw who was calling her. "What do you want Potter? I'm not in the mood."
"What's the matter?" he asked, touching her arm gently as he caught up with her.
She snatched her arm away, turning around. "Get lost," she snapped, then stamped her foot and shook her head.
Uh-oh, James thought to himself, a little amused. Temper tantrum, coming up.
"Urgh! Why can't we use phones in this damn place?" she demanded, to nobody in particular.
"Erm. . . you mean like a telephone?" James asked, raising his eyebrows. Lily glared at him in return. "Because I can get you to a telephone, if you want," he added.
"Yeah, right. And then it'll turn into a rabbit or someth-"
"No, honestly. I can see how upset you are, I'm serious," James said, looking at her intently. Lily hesitated for awhile, then shrugged.
"Okay. I guess. But-"
"A letter will take too long?" James asked, taking her hand and leading her somewhere.
Lily looked at him curiously and nodded. "Way too long. I need to talk to my parents now."
James nodded slowly. "Right."
"Where are we going? Will we miss the lessons?" Lily asked.
"Probably," James said carelessly. "It depends how long you're on the phone."
"Oh," Lily said quietly. "Okay."
"So what happened? You want to talk about it?"
Lily shook her head. He may have been being sweet at the moment, but she could bet if she told James anything about her life, it would be all over school by the next morning.
"Where are we going?" she asked, as he murmured something and moved past a statue.
"Hogsmeade," he replied simply.
"Hogsmeade? How can we get into Hogsmeade? They don't have phones in Hogsmeade!" "Will you just trust me?"
Lily looked away sulkily, and James rolled his eyes.
~*~
"What the hell do you mean you're getting a divorce?" Lily shouted into the phone James had managed to get her at a small inn in Hogsmeade.
James let out a low whistle and leant his head against the wall. Divorce. So that was it.
Lily suddenly rolled her eyes. "Yes," she snapped. "I'm on a phone. Yippee- de-doo-da for me." She went silent, obviously listening to someone speaking, then said angrily, "Look! This isn't the issue! What do you mean you're getting a divorce? You don't need a divorce! Y-you were perfectly happy this summer. . ."
She trailed off and James looked at her sympathetically, even though she wasn't looking at him. He remembered his own parents divorce, and it hadn't been a happy experience. Some people's parents ended on good terms if they ever split up. His parents hadn't.
"I don't care!" Lily suddenly screamed. She breathed out heavily. "Put daddy on," she demanded. "No, you - put daddy on!"
James tilted his head a little, the back of his foot kicking the wall repeatedly.
"Daddy, what's going on?" Lily whined a moment later. "But. . . I don't. . ." Lily was cut off as she started to cry, and it was all James could do to keep from rolling his eyes.
Daddy's little princess.
"Please don't," she sniffed, wiping her eyes and trying to avoid her mascara. "Yo-you can work it out! I. . . no, you can! Marriage counselling and stuff! Oh please daddy. . ." She listened again and suddenly her tears were replaced by a look of anger. "Fine! You want me to go through the whole teen rebellion thing? Fine! I don't care anyway. Move out. Take Petunia as well!"
James smirked to himself. Was he seeing the perfect mask of Lily Evans slip?
"No!" she exclaimed. "Dad, you can't just buy me you know!"
Oops. No Daddy.
"You know what? Whatever!" Lily snapped, slamming the phone down and glaring at it.
After a few moments of silence, James coughed slightly.
"Family troubles?" he asked.
*~*~*~* Sorry that took so long to update!! I've had a lot going on over here. . . * grumbles * Well, thanks for the replies! Hope you like this chapter.