"James; get off," Lily tried to sound serious, but couldn't help laughing.
"Can I just walk in like this so I can see his face?" he pleaded.
"No."
"Please? It'll be classic. . . You KNOW you want to see what he does."
"No."
"You're no fun, Lily," he grinned, but didn't remove his arms from her waist and his chin from her shoulder.
He was walking behind her as they made their way through the Hogwarts halls, back to the Common Room, and was quite happy that Lily was letting him be so close to her.
After the weekend at the Ministry - which had passed with nothing else significant happening besides James constantly asking is she was going to dump Danny and her refusing to give an answer - Lily had become a lot more relaxed with James.
They were friends. Friends who flirted.
But he wasn't entirely pleased with that.
"James, get off," Lily smiled, as they arrived outside the Portrait Hole of the Gryffindor common room.
James sighed, but removed his arms from around her and took a few steps back. "Better?" he asked sarcastically.
"Much," she replied, before giving the password to the Fat Lady.
"Great!" he said, flinging an arm around her shoulders as the painting swung open.
"James. . ." she half laughed, half groaned as she caught sight of Danny and her friends. Courtney grinned and stood up to greet her, but Danny - who was glaring at James and the fact that he was so close to Lily - strode over to Lily and grabbed her out of Potter's grip, before hugging her tightly, possessively, towards his chest.
"Did you have a good time?" he asked her, somewhat coldly, as he was still glaring at James, who was rolling his eyes.
Lily shrugged, squirming out of his arms. "It was okay," she replied. "I mean, the Ministry was-"
"Yeah?" he interrupted. "How was your room?"
She looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he was getting at. "Um. . . nice."
"Nice? Oh, that's good," he said sarcastically, as he led her back to their friends. James threw a last grin to Lily and went to find the Marauders.
Courtney and Matt were glaring at Danny with so much hate that Lily felt extremely uncomfortable.
"What's going on?" she asked.
"Why did you tell me you had a single room?" Danny demanded.
Matt jumped up, running a hand through his hair with frustration, as Lily looked confused. "You know what," he announced. "I can't sit here while HE accuses HER. . . I can't. I really can't. I'll see you later." He marched towards the Portrait Hole, and Danny sneered at him.
"Well thanks for the support, mate!" he yelled bitterly, only to receive a hand gesture from Matt in return.
"What the hell has happened here?" Lily asked, but Courtney just shook her head, rolling her eyes.
Courtney didn't know that Danny had actually slept with somebody else, but she was completely sick with the way he was acting. As anyone would have been. Lily was feeling sick of it herself. Smothered. She was sick of him. She wanted out.
She wanted James.
"Don't ask, Lils. Come on, let's go to the dorm and you can-" she started, but Danny cut her off by shaking his head and gently pulling Lily to her feet.
"No," he said firmly. "Me and Lily need to talk. Let's go to my dorm, yeah?"
"Erm. . . Well. . ." Lily didn't get a chance to reply, as he was already dragging her behind him, up the boys staircase.
As they finally reached his dorm and he slammed the door shut, Lily yanked her arm out of his grip and rounded on him.
"What is WRONG with you?" she yelled. "You know what? I don't wanna know! I'm sick of you, Danny! I don't know what I've done wrong now, but-!"
Seeing that she wasn't going to put up with him accusing her of sleeping in the same room as Potter, Danny crumpled.
Lily sighed.
"Danny. . ." she said softly, as she sat on the edge of his bed. "I can't-"
"I'm sorry," he insisted, putting his hands on her shoulders and falling to his knees at her feet. "I'm so sorry."
"You're sorry too often. I don't care anymore. I don't want to-"
"I didn't mean to go off at you like that. It's just. . . You walking in with him, and everything. . ." he murmured, staring hard into her eyes.
Lily ducked her head, not focusing her gaze on him. "He's my friend," she said firmly. "Okay? You're gunna have to get used to that."
"He's your friend?" Danny repeated. "Potter?"
"James. YES."
"You swear that's it? Friends?"
"DANNY!"
"I'm sorry! No, I really mean it! Okay? I just see how much he wants you, Lils. . . But you're mine," he said possessively, hugging her once more. Lily frowned, but didn't say anything. "I love you. No matter what happens, I love you. Remember that," he said.
"You sound like you're about to go and kill yourself," Lily mused.
Danny pulled away and stared at her, cupping her face in his hands. "Whatever happens - whatever you hear or anyone says - I love you. Always have and always will do. Remember that, yeah?" He kissed her roughly, before staring into her face again.
Lily backed away slightly, a little disturbed. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Nothing," he answered. "I just. . . Want you to know."
~*~
"Did you hear about Melanie McTralley?" a seventh year girl gossiped to her friend, curling herself up on a couch in the Gryffindor common room.
James didn't even acknowledge them. He was busy writing a letter to his parents.
"No," her friend replied, boredly. "What about her?"
"I heard she's in the hospital wing."
"Hmm?" Her friend was clearly more interested in her finger nails, which she was attempting to give a french manicure. "Nothing life threatening, I hope."
"No. Apparently, she lost her mind."
"Eh?"
"I know. It's weird, because she's always been really happy and full of herself. Well, I think she was bigheaded, anyway. . . But the point is, all yesterday she didn't have a clue who or where she was. She was completely out of it."
"You mean like a-?" the other girl started, but was cut off.
"A memory charm? That's what everyone thinks. So they're trying to break through it, y'know? They'll probably have her fixed in a day or two, but. . . Hmm. Strange."
"Wouldn't it be great if someone made her lose her memory because of some huge scandal they didn't want anyone to know about?" The other giggled.
"Oh, please. A spell will have gone wrong and nobody will have wanted to 'fess up, and you know it."
"Yeah. . . Probably."
~*~
Hey. I don't like this chapter . . . It didn't go according to plan. And I intended it to be much longer, but. . . Yeah. I'm SO behind on coursework. Already. I'm so screwed. But thanks for all your reviews! Sorry this isn't longer. . . And taking so long to update. . . But I'm trying! LoL. I really am.
"Can I just walk in like this so I can see his face?" he pleaded.
"No."
"Please? It'll be classic. . . You KNOW you want to see what he does."
"No."
"You're no fun, Lily," he grinned, but didn't remove his arms from her waist and his chin from her shoulder.
He was walking behind her as they made their way through the Hogwarts halls, back to the Common Room, and was quite happy that Lily was letting him be so close to her.
After the weekend at the Ministry - which had passed with nothing else significant happening besides James constantly asking is she was going to dump Danny and her refusing to give an answer - Lily had become a lot more relaxed with James.
They were friends. Friends who flirted.
But he wasn't entirely pleased with that.
"James, get off," Lily smiled, as they arrived outside the Portrait Hole of the Gryffindor common room.
James sighed, but removed his arms from around her and took a few steps back. "Better?" he asked sarcastically.
"Much," she replied, before giving the password to the Fat Lady.
"Great!" he said, flinging an arm around her shoulders as the painting swung open.
"James. . ." she half laughed, half groaned as she caught sight of Danny and her friends. Courtney grinned and stood up to greet her, but Danny - who was glaring at James and the fact that he was so close to Lily - strode over to Lily and grabbed her out of Potter's grip, before hugging her tightly, possessively, towards his chest.
"Did you have a good time?" he asked her, somewhat coldly, as he was still glaring at James, who was rolling his eyes.
Lily shrugged, squirming out of his arms. "It was okay," she replied. "I mean, the Ministry was-"
"Yeah?" he interrupted. "How was your room?"
She looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he was getting at. "Um. . . nice."
"Nice? Oh, that's good," he said sarcastically, as he led her back to their friends. James threw a last grin to Lily and went to find the Marauders.
Courtney and Matt were glaring at Danny with so much hate that Lily felt extremely uncomfortable.
"What's going on?" she asked.
"Why did you tell me you had a single room?" Danny demanded.
Matt jumped up, running a hand through his hair with frustration, as Lily looked confused. "You know what," he announced. "I can't sit here while HE accuses HER. . . I can't. I really can't. I'll see you later." He marched towards the Portrait Hole, and Danny sneered at him.
"Well thanks for the support, mate!" he yelled bitterly, only to receive a hand gesture from Matt in return.
"What the hell has happened here?" Lily asked, but Courtney just shook her head, rolling her eyes.
Courtney didn't know that Danny had actually slept with somebody else, but she was completely sick with the way he was acting. As anyone would have been. Lily was feeling sick of it herself. Smothered. She was sick of him. She wanted out.
She wanted James.
"Don't ask, Lils. Come on, let's go to the dorm and you can-" she started, but Danny cut her off by shaking his head and gently pulling Lily to her feet.
"No," he said firmly. "Me and Lily need to talk. Let's go to my dorm, yeah?"
"Erm. . . Well. . ." Lily didn't get a chance to reply, as he was already dragging her behind him, up the boys staircase.
As they finally reached his dorm and he slammed the door shut, Lily yanked her arm out of his grip and rounded on him.
"What is WRONG with you?" she yelled. "You know what? I don't wanna know! I'm sick of you, Danny! I don't know what I've done wrong now, but-!"
Seeing that she wasn't going to put up with him accusing her of sleeping in the same room as Potter, Danny crumpled.
Lily sighed.
"Danny. . ." she said softly, as she sat on the edge of his bed. "I can't-"
"I'm sorry," he insisted, putting his hands on her shoulders and falling to his knees at her feet. "I'm so sorry."
"You're sorry too often. I don't care anymore. I don't want to-"
"I didn't mean to go off at you like that. It's just. . . You walking in with him, and everything. . ." he murmured, staring hard into her eyes.
Lily ducked her head, not focusing her gaze on him. "He's my friend," she said firmly. "Okay? You're gunna have to get used to that."
"He's your friend?" Danny repeated. "Potter?"
"James. YES."
"You swear that's it? Friends?"
"DANNY!"
"I'm sorry! No, I really mean it! Okay? I just see how much he wants you, Lils. . . But you're mine," he said possessively, hugging her once more. Lily frowned, but didn't say anything. "I love you. No matter what happens, I love you. Remember that," he said.
"You sound like you're about to go and kill yourself," Lily mused.
Danny pulled away and stared at her, cupping her face in his hands. "Whatever happens - whatever you hear or anyone says - I love you. Always have and always will do. Remember that, yeah?" He kissed her roughly, before staring into her face again.
Lily backed away slightly, a little disturbed. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Nothing," he answered. "I just. . . Want you to know."
~*~
"Did you hear about Melanie McTralley?" a seventh year girl gossiped to her friend, curling herself up on a couch in the Gryffindor common room.
James didn't even acknowledge them. He was busy writing a letter to his parents.
"No," her friend replied, boredly. "What about her?"
"I heard she's in the hospital wing."
"Hmm?" Her friend was clearly more interested in her finger nails, which she was attempting to give a french manicure. "Nothing life threatening, I hope."
"No. Apparently, she lost her mind."
"Eh?"
"I know. It's weird, because she's always been really happy and full of herself. Well, I think she was bigheaded, anyway. . . But the point is, all yesterday she didn't have a clue who or where she was. She was completely out of it."
"You mean like a-?" the other girl started, but was cut off.
"A memory charm? That's what everyone thinks. So they're trying to break through it, y'know? They'll probably have her fixed in a day or two, but. . . Hmm. Strange."
"Wouldn't it be great if someone made her lose her memory because of some huge scandal they didn't want anyone to know about?" The other giggled.
"Oh, please. A spell will have gone wrong and nobody will have wanted to 'fess up, and you know it."
"Yeah. . . Probably."
~*~
Hey. I don't like this chapter . . . It didn't go according to plan. And I intended it to be much longer, but. . . Yeah. I'm SO behind on coursework. Already. I'm so screwed. But thanks for all your reviews! Sorry this isn't longer. . . And taking so long to update. . . But I'm trying! LoL. I really am.