The Woos and Woes of Love
Ch. 3- Rules, Rules and More Rules
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"Remus Lupin!"
"James Potter!"
"Remus Lupin!"
"James Potter!"
"Remus Lu-"
"Miss Evans I will not argue with you!" Professor McGonagall screeched, her eyebrow twitching like mad.
Eyebrow twitching was not good. James Potter knew this from many years of experience.
He watched the two arguing back in forth, waiting in silence for the doomed moment when Lily finally realized he had been lying.
"But, but he can't..." Lily protested weakly. It was almost pitiful how desperate she looked, her eyes pleading that her Professor had only gone temporarily insane.
"Well he is," Professor McGonagall replied briskly. "And that is that. The Head Dormitories are located near the Statue of Pompolar, and the password is Dragonbreath." With that she turned swiftly, striding down the corridor.
Lily watched after her for a couple of moments, before realizing that James was still present. "You," she growled, her eyes blazing with anger. "You, you insufferable prat, you lied to me!"
James was about to reply, when suddenly a dazed look appeared on Lily's face.
"I'm Head girl," she said, looking a bit hysterical now. "You're Head boy." She made a weak sound of disbelief before turning on her heel and heading in the opposite direction.
James followed her, at a safe distance, of course, all the way to the Statue of Pompolar. Cautiously stepping in, he looked around the magnificient room donned with red and gold, and spotted Lily heading up the stairway.
"Hello Lily," James greeted suavely, taking a confident stride toward her.
She turned around and stared at him torpidly, before suddenly jolting out of her shocked state.
"There will be rules, Potter." Lily shot, staring at him with reprimanding eyes. "And you will follow them."
"Wh-"
"Rule number one," Lily began, ticking off a finger. "No girls in the dormitory."
James opened his mouth to protest he didn't want any girl but her, but she cut him off.
"Rule number two, no Sirius, and/or other friends. Rule number three, no parties. Rule number four, no mess, no crumbs, and no litter." Lily began to pace the room, staring thoughtfully at an invisible piece of parchment. "Rule number five, you will not step anywhere near my room, in fact, I'd prefer you stay outside the boundaries of say, 25 or 30 feet."
James asked how he was supposed to get into his room, considering the dormitories were 6 feet apart. Lily ignored him.
"Rule number six..."
By rule number nine, James began to tune her out. He found counting the number of little fluffs in the carpet far more interesting then Lily's lecture.
"Rule number thirty-seven, absolutely no... Are you listening?"
Eight hundred and fifty-two, Eight hundred and fifty-three... Hm. Oh, there's another. Eight hundred and fifty-
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME??"
James snapped his head up in surprise, causing a painful crick in his neck. "W-wha, Oh. Yeah, of course I'm listening."
Lily crossed her arms. "Fine. What was rule number twenty-one?"
"Er..." Rubbing his sore tendon, James racked his brain to see if anything came to mind. "No dungbombs?"
"That was rule number twenty-six!" Lily exclaimed. "Oh, you're impossible."
With that she stomped up the stairs and slammed the door shut, causing several objects to shake, and a nearby vase tip uncertainly. Sighing, James looked down.
Drats, she's messed up the carpet. Ah well. One, two, three...
"He-llo," Sirius greeted brightly, as he strode into the Common Room.
"Hi Sirius," James mumbled his reply, concentrating on his game of Exploding Snap with Peter. Looked up from the cards, he saw Sirius was grinning madly. "What're you so happy about?"
"Just had a date with Kat Prose," Sirius informed him, his grin widening. "That's some girl, I'll tell ya."
"Really?" James asked indifferently, as Sirius plopped down beside him.
"Yeah, did you know she likes Quidditch?"
"Wow," Remus commented in surprise. "You actually talked?"
Sirius shrugged. "Well, you know. We in got a few words between snogs." Remus rolled his eyes.
"Why aren't you with Lily, James?" Sirius asked, nudging him. "I thought you two had your own cozy room."
James threw down his last card. "Honestly," he said, as he collected pumpkin pasties from Peter, "I'm a bit afraid of her."
"Afraid of her?" Sirius repeated incredulously. "Mate, you're a disgrace to all of mankind."
"Shut up," James retorted defensively. "You'd be afraid of her too, especially with all of those stupid rules."
He shook his head, remembering the terrible memory.
"I brought in some Dungbombs," he began, his voice full of unforgotten misery. "Not to use in there, of course, but just for future pranks. Should've remembered it was rule number twenty-six. She got livid." He looked around at his friends, who were currently stifling their laughter. "Hey, it was scary, alright?"
Sirius folded his hands behind his head and leaned back. "Whatever you say, Prongs."
Remus shook his head and took Peter's place, as James dealt the cards. "Are you going to take Kat to Hogsmeade?" Remus asked, shuffling his pieces. "I've heard they're supposed to have a new Quidditch Display in Amelia's Art."
Sirius looked at him as if he was insane. "Uh, no..."
Remus looked over at James to see if he was missing something. "Er.. why not?"
"Well, let's see," Sirius began, as if explaining the Draught of Yupmeic to a First Year. "Hogmeade weekend is in, what, three weeks? That'd mean we'd be going out for an entire month."
Remus raised a brow. "And your point..."
"Oh, Moony, Moony, Moony," Sirius sighed in exasperation. "You know I don't go out with girls for longer than two weeks."
Remus stared at him incredulously. "But you said you liked her!"
"No I didn't. I said, 'she's some girl,'" Sirius interpreted. "And besides, there's plenty of ladies out there. How am I ever going to get to them all If I waste my time with just one?"
Remus sighed in defeat, and decided that to fight any further would be pointless.
Sirius sat up and scratched his head. "I just hope she doesn't get too attached," he said, frowning. "Some of them can be incredibly difficult."
The Marauders rolled their eyes collectively at their endearingly frustrating friend.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed, if you did, please review : ) it would make me really really happy.... oh yeah, and sorry bout the feet thing, i know in England they use meters, but... what can i say, i am but only an American.