Continuing the rest of the week was awful.
Danny would only talking to her when he was begging - no, ordering - her not to go.
And. . . as much as she hated to admit it, she couldn't stop thinking about James.
Sure, she was dreading the trip. She had to meet James straight after the lesson. And. . . God, she did actually have some feelings for him. As much as she denied it, she enjoyed kissing him. A lot.
No, it was lust. That was it, lust.
She loved Danny.
Well. . . usually. Right now, he was just doing her head in. What right did he have to tell her what to do?
But she'd been so happy with Danny until James had taken a sudden interest in her. Until she'd actually met James.
Now, all she did with him was argue. It seemed that her relationship with the great Daniel Noonan was heading in the same direction as her parents'.
"Miss Evans?"
She was jolted out of her day dreams by McGonagall, who was staring at her impatiently, as people began to pack up around her.
"Oh," Lily said, glancing around her.
"Miss Evans, if I could see you, for a moment, please?"
"Erm. . . okay. But-"
"You have to leave, I realise," McGonagall nodded.
Lily glanced quickly at her friends, and signalled for them to go, mouthing a 'I'll see you on Sunday night'.
"So. . . yes, Professor?" Lily asked, as she made her way up to the desk.
"Lily, I can't help but notice that you've been a bit preoccupied this week," McGonagall started, and Lily sighed. "You've not at all been up to your usual standard."
"I know Professor, sorry, but-"
"You don't have to explain. Maybe you're just not having a good week. But try to concentrate, you're exams are very soon, you know."
Again, Lily sighed. Then she bid goodbye to her teacher and walked out of the classroom, where she found James lent against a wall, waiting for her.
~*~
"I can't believe she's going to just go," Danny groaned. He had made his way back to the Common Room, and was sat in front of the fire with his friends. "Yeah, well. . ." Mattie trailed off. "I can't help but think that you brought this on yourself."
"What?" Danny demanded.
"It's true. You told her she COULDN'T go, so she's just going to prove to you that she can."
"You mean like out of spite?"
"Yes. No. She's trying to prove a point."
Danny sighed, running a hand through his hair. "That sounds about right. . . Ugh. What am I going to do?"
"Trust her," Mattie bit out the words. "If you don't trust her. . . your relationship just hit the rocks."
"I do trust her," Danny said quietly.
"Well you've got a funny way of showing it."
He shook his head. "You're right. Maybe I don't."
"Don't what?" another of his friends asked, joining the conversation.
"Trust her. . ." Danny said thoughtfully, more to himself than to anyone else. "I love her, but. . . I don't know if I trust her."
~*~
"You all set?" James asked, standing up from against the wall.
Lily hesitated, then shook her head. "No. I've got to get my stuff. . ."
"Don't worry about it," James said briskly. "The house-elves have got it all ready and waiting for us in the Main Hall. We can leave our school bags their, as well."
"Oh," was all Lily said, as she walked in the direction he was walking. "How are we getting there?"
"To the Ministry? Knight Bus. Dumbledore's already arranged for it to pick us up," he answered.
"Knight Bus?"
"You never been on that before? Well, I'm sure you'll survive, little princess. You get a bed on the bus."
They then entered the Main Hall before Lily could retort, only to find several house-elves waiting with their bags, who quickly scurried towards the doors and led them towards the forest, where the Knight Bus was hidden in a clearing. "So as not to cause a fuss with the other students, miss," one with large blue eyes hurriedly explained, when he saw Lily's doubtful look.
A perky young witch helped them load their bags onto the bus, while she flipped her shoulder length blonde hair out of her face. "Just pay Sam as you go in," she said, with a strong cockney accent. "It's quite busy today, I'm afraid, so you might have a bit of a wait. . . We're goin' all over the country!"
James nodded and casually walked on, but Lily hesitated, looked at the witch who smiled happily, and then followed him onto the bus.
"-and I'll have hot chocolate as well," James was saying, as she stood behind him.
"Right. 21 sickles then," the man who was sat in the driving seat nodded.
"And the same for her," James added, nodding towards Lily. "Dumbledore gave us the money," he added quietly to her.
"Oookay. . . 42 Sickles then."
James dropped a handful of silver into his palm, then made his way onto the bus. Lily was a bit taken aback by the sight of beds instead of chairs, but followed James to the back before saying anything.
"Are you mad at me?" she asked, as she fell onto the bed opposite him. He was sprawled out on his own bed, staring at the ceiling.
James was silent for a moment, before he sighed loudly and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Not mad at you. . . really. Just. . . disappointed? I dunno. YOU didn't talk to ME."
"Yeah, well. . ." Lily trailed off.
"So how's it going with you and the great Danny?" James asked bitterly.
"Don't start. What have you got against him?"
"I've got nothing against him," James said huffily.
Lily groaned inwardly as they returned to silence.
After about five minutes of staring out of the window (of which the scenery was speeding by so fast it gave her a headache) Lily turned back towards him.
"So are you tired?" she asked lightly.
James glanced at her and hid a smile. "At four in the afternoon? It's surprising that I'm not, huh?"
"Driving makes some people sleepy," Lily said defensively.
"We've been driving for about five minutes! Besides. . ." James smiled wickedly. "I hardly ever sleep much."
Lily tutted and rolled her eyes. "Way to kill the so called 'rumours' James."
"I know. So. . . what are we going to do?"
"I don't know. . ."
"We could start by letting you explain why you kissed me and then refused to talk to me," James suggested.
~*~
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Danny would only talking to her when he was begging - no, ordering - her not to go.
And. . . as much as she hated to admit it, she couldn't stop thinking about James.
Sure, she was dreading the trip. She had to meet James straight after the lesson. And. . . God, she did actually have some feelings for him. As much as she denied it, she enjoyed kissing him. A lot.
No, it was lust. That was it, lust.
She loved Danny.
Well. . . usually. Right now, he was just doing her head in. What right did he have to tell her what to do?
But she'd been so happy with Danny until James had taken a sudden interest in her. Until she'd actually met James.
Now, all she did with him was argue. It seemed that her relationship with the great Daniel Noonan was heading in the same direction as her parents'.
"Miss Evans?"
She was jolted out of her day dreams by McGonagall, who was staring at her impatiently, as people began to pack up around her.
"Oh," Lily said, glancing around her.
"Miss Evans, if I could see you, for a moment, please?"
"Erm. . . okay. But-"
"You have to leave, I realise," McGonagall nodded.
Lily glanced quickly at her friends, and signalled for them to go, mouthing a 'I'll see you on Sunday night'.
"So. . . yes, Professor?" Lily asked, as she made her way up to the desk.
"Lily, I can't help but notice that you've been a bit preoccupied this week," McGonagall started, and Lily sighed. "You've not at all been up to your usual standard."
"I know Professor, sorry, but-"
"You don't have to explain. Maybe you're just not having a good week. But try to concentrate, you're exams are very soon, you know."
Again, Lily sighed. Then she bid goodbye to her teacher and walked out of the classroom, where she found James lent against a wall, waiting for her.
~*~
"I can't believe she's going to just go," Danny groaned. He had made his way back to the Common Room, and was sat in front of the fire with his friends. "Yeah, well. . ." Mattie trailed off. "I can't help but think that you brought this on yourself."
"What?" Danny demanded.
"It's true. You told her she COULDN'T go, so she's just going to prove to you that she can."
"You mean like out of spite?"
"Yes. No. She's trying to prove a point."
Danny sighed, running a hand through his hair. "That sounds about right. . . Ugh. What am I going to do?"
"Trust her," Mattie bit out the words. "If you don't trust her. . . your relationship just hit the rocks."
"I do trust her," Danny said quietly.
"Well you've got a funny way of showing it."
He shook his head. "You're right. Maybe I don't."
"Don't what?" another of his friends asked, joining the conversation.
"Trust her. . ." Danny said thoughtfully, more to himself than to anyone else. "I love her, but. . . I don't know if I trust her."
~*~
"You all set?" James asked, standing up from against the wall.
Lily hesitated, then shook her head. "No. I've got to get my stuff. . ."
"Don't worry about it," James said briskly. "The house-elves have got it all ready and waiting for us in the Main Hall. We can leave our school bags their, as well."
"Oh," was all Lily said, as she walked in the direction he was walking. "How are we getting there?"
"To the Ministry? Knight Bus. Dumbledore's already arranged for it to pick us up," he answered.
"Knight Bus?"
"You never been on that before? Well, I'm sure you'll survive, little princess. You get a bed on the bus."
They then entered the Main Hall before Lily could retort, only to find several house-elves waiting with their bags, who quickly scurried towards the doors and led them towards the forest, where the Knight Bus was hidden in a clearing. "So as not to cause a fuss with the other students, miss," one with large blue eyes hurriedly explained, when he saw Lily's doubtful look.
A perky young witch helped them load their bags onto the bus, while she flipped her shoulder length blonde hair out of her face. "Just pay Sam as you go in," she said, with a strong cockney accent. "It's quite busy today, I'm afraid, so you might have a bit of a wait. . . We're goin' all over the country!"
James nodded and casually walked on, but Lily hesitated, looked at the witch who smiled happily, and then followed him onto the bus.
"-and I'll have hot chocolate as well," James was saying, as she stood behind him.
"Right. 21 sickles then," the man who was sat in the driving seat nodded.
"And the same for her," James added, nodding towards Lily. "Dumbledore gave us the money," he added quietly to her.
"Oookay. . . 42 Sickles then."
James dropped a handful of silver into his palm, then made his way onto the bus. Lily was a bit taken aback by the sight of beds instead of chairs, but followed James to the back before saying anything.
"Are you mad at me?" she asked, as she fell onto the bed opposite him. He was sprawled out on his own bed, staring at the ceiling.
James was silent for a moment, before he sighed loudly and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Not mad at you. . . really. Just. . . disappointed? I dunno. YOU didn't talk to ME."
"Yeah, well. . ." Lily trailed off.
"So how's it going with you and the great Danny?" James asked bitterly.
"Don't start. What have you got against him?"
"I've got nothing against him," James said huffily.
Lily groaned inwardly as they returned to silence.
After about five minutes of staring out of the window (of which the scenery was speeding by so fast it gave her a headache) Lily turned back towards him.
"So are you tired?" she asked lightly.
James glanced at her and hid a smile. "At four in the afternoon? It's surprising that I'm not, huh?"
"Driving makes some people sleepy," Lily said defensively.
"We've been driving for about five minutes! Besides. . ." James smiled wickedly. "I hardly ever sleep much."
Lily tutted and rolled her eyes. "Way to kill the so called 'rumours' James."
"I know. So. . . what are we going to do?"
"I don't know. . ."
"We could start by letting you explain why you kissed me and then refused to talk to me," James suggested.
~*~
hey! Ta for all the reviews! I've still got all my work for my SATs right now, but I managed to do this chapter. . . please review! Thanks!