Of Love and Dreams
By: SotMoon*
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Un-Grizzi. o.O
Authors Note: I'm so terribly sorry I haven't posted. I feel so bad. *Sob* but I'm back *Cheeky grin*
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The next morning was Monday- the start of the classes again. Lily woke up groggily, knocking her alarm clock off of her night stand as it rang nosily, annoying Lily as she herself, rolled out of bed landing on her shoe, rubbing her butt where she landed on her shoe she got to her feet unsteadily, glaring at the shoe.
"What a wonderful way to start the week," Lily mumbled.
Lily limped her way to the girls bathroom, grabbing her school uniform, and her necessity's and continued her way to the bathroom, still grumbling like an old grizzly that was woken far before it's time to wake up from it's winter hibernation.
As Lily stepped into the shower, she sighed letting the hot water hit her. "I hope someone else is having a good day as I am…" Said Lily sarcastically.
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"Get up my darling!" Shouted the very happy morning person, which was Sirius. James opened one tired brown eye and pushed Sirius off his bed, getting up and stretching.
"Sirius, you do that everyday! Why can you not let me get up on my own for once?" James scowled, still adjusting to the light difference. To add onto James' problems, Sirius flung open the curtains to all the windows, not only causing James more pain, but waking up Remus in the process.
"What in the dickens are you doing!?" Growled a very hostile voice, which emitted from Remus.
"Wow! Aren't you a happy ray of sunshine in the morning, my darling Moony!" Said Sirius in a happy Martha Stuart voice. (A/N: Oh god. 'Tea anyone!?')
James and Remus dressed groggily as Sirius skipped about singing to himself, then they groggily went down the stairs to go and eat.
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Lily sat at the Gryffindor table, pushing the scrambled eggs about on her plate waiting for Raven to stop by the table. Lily glanced about the room looking to see who all were in the room at this hour. Lily always liked to get up before anyone so she didn't have much to deal with, mostly talking to other humans.
A few Slytherins, two Hufflepuffs, and herself were in the room. No other people had yet sifted into the room. 'No one at the Ravenclaw table yet…' Lily said to herself as she surveyed the room once again.
"Who are you looking for, darlin'?" asked an obviously fake southern accented voice. Lily turned about and saw that it was Amos Diggory.
"Raven." Said Lily quietly keeping her eyes downcast. She still remembered partly why her father had gotten so hostile and abusive. The letter.
Lily looked up, and saw Raven coming up behind Amos, Raven grinned goofily and waved, and Lily returned the gesture.
"Aloha, my sister!" Raven said, hugging Lily tight. Amos at this point, knowing that he wasn't wanted at the moment sidled away. Raven sat down on the other side of the table, and the two girls began to talk, hardly knowing that the other students were tiredly beginning to drag themselves into the room.
"I have Prefect duty today," mumbled Lily. "I have to monitor the halls…"
"Bummer."
"Yeah." Said Lily as she looked up as the mail began flocking in. Lily was slightly surprised when she saw a small tawny owl landing in front of her; realizing that it was a letter from a teacher she opened it up.
Dear Miss Evans,
We are now going to inform you that you will be serving Detention tonight with Mr. Anderson; you will be scrubbing the bathrooms of the school. You will meet Mr. Anderson in the Great Hall after your prefect's duty at Nine O'clock.
Sincerely Yours,
Professor Dumbledore
"Ugh!" Said Lily as she threw down the letter, Raven picked the letter up and read it. At the end she began to laugh; Lily looked up disgruntled at her friend, then grinned guiltily herself.
"You could have gotten off worse, Lils my dear," said a voice behind her, which again began to Sirius. "You did actually stab someone, so you came off lightly. You will be with Mr. Potter tonight I see."
"Isn't this the best way to start off the week?" Said Lily sarcastically. "Now just to top it off, I need to be ran over by a Hippogriff, and then be eaten by a pack of cannibals…"
"Aye, the week is still young, M'dear." Said Remus Bowing.
"Thank you for your input, Bob." Said Raven. Remus gave Sirius a look and mouthed the word 'Bob', Sirius the person that he was shrugged, and picked up a banana and took a huge bite out of it.
The bell finally rang and the group got up and set off to there first class of the day.
*~Skipping To After Lily's Prefect Duties- Great Hall~*
Lily after being completely drained from having to run amok trying to find students that were up to no good, slowly made her way to the Great Hall. Once Lily got into the hall, she noticed no one was there, so she flopped lazily onto a small bench that was by the large oak doors.
Lily's eyes grew heavy as she fell into a slumber.
She dreamt she was running through a forest, her feet light and silent as they hit the ground, the ground not really feeling at all like the ground, it was soft—almost pillow-like in feeling. She looked about as she ran, not really knowing where she was, suddenly she turned to the left, dodging branches, and twigs. Finally stopping at a small cliff.
Her dream-like self's hair was billowing in the soft night breeze. She lifted one foot, and hopped off the cliff, the air whooshing about her as she felt herself being caught by someone. Her dream-like self gasped as she looked at who caught her—James Potter.
"What are you doing?" She whispered looking up into James' shadowed face. His glasses glinting slightly in the pale moonlight.
"You called for me, Love."
"I didn't anything." She whispered again.
"You called not with your mouth, with your heart." He whispered back as he leaned in for a kiss. Just as they're lips were about to meet—
"Lily! Lily? Wake up!" James' voice floated about her, as she woke up from her dream. She groggily looked about, seeing that Mr. Anderson was also in the Great Hall, looking at her with a small smirk on his face.
"Your awake now Sleeping Beauty?" Sneered Mr. Anderson, making Lily blush scarlet in the dim glow of the candle-lit hall. "We need to get going."
The two teens walked silently through the halls, until they got to one of the bathrooms—the bathroom inhabited by Moaning Myrtle.
"Oh no, not Myrtle." James moaned, looking at the Girls Room door with a pained look on his face.
"Yes, you two have to scrub the whole bathroom, and mop it all up, I expect it to be completely clean when I get back." With that, Mr. Anderson turned on heel and swept off.
"Fun fun." Said James sarcastically as he opened the door for Lily, she silently walked in, and looked about.
"Well, we'll need equipment," Said Lily as she surveyed the room. "Accio, Mop." She said distinctly holding up her wand, a second later a mop whizzed into the bathroom, Lily catching it in her left hand.
"Lets get this started," said James as he summoned himself a mop too, and began mopping the soaked floor.
*~Two Hours Later~*James and Lily stood together, scrubbing now on the sinks, after working on the toilets, the floors, the mirrors and the windows. The bathroom now smelled of lemon cleaning solution, and the sound of tired labored breathing as the two kept scrubbing at the sinks.
"How long has it been since these have been cleaned?" James growled scrubbing at one speck on the white porcelain.
"No one uses these, so they don't clean them much, and Myrtle just messes things back up anyways."
"Where is she at, anyways?" James asked looking into her empty stalls—it had been quiet in the bathroom for hours, no sobbing or moaning of Myrtle was heard.
"Probably in the lake, being harassed by the Grindylows."
*~Thirty Minutes Later~*
The two were scrubbing on the last two sinks, both now completely drained of energy from scrubbing for so long. James was part asleep, barley scrubbing but Lily was awake, coherent and still tired—every bone in her arms aching, but she kept one thought in her mind, and spaced out.
"Ugh." Said James shaking his hand, sending cleaning solution over the floor from the rag he was using to clean the sinks. He stooped down and got the solution off the floor looking at Lily who was completely spaced out cleaning the other sink. "How do you do it?" he asked.
"I think of something, and I dwell on it. Concentration, or meditation." Lily said looking up from her work—her green eyes looking into James' deep brown ones.
James nodded and got back into cleaning the sink. Not really concentrating on the task at hand, but actually on Lily. The way her hair fell into her face the way she looked when she wakes up, and how adorable she looks when she's explaining something.
James barely caught some fragments of a song that Lily was singing in an undertone, but liked what he heard—she could sing quite well.
People living their lives for you on TV
They say they're better than you and you agree
Another burger, another hot dog, some fries
A wish in the well, hope your health don't go to hell, well
Another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill
Another cute cheap thrill
You know you love him if you put in your will…
James thought back in his memory trying to figure out which song that was it was oddly familiar. If he hadn't heard it he knew it was a song that told the truth.
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower?
Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy
Who will save your soul if you won't save your own?
"Who sings that?" James asked, making Lily jump slightly. She blushed scarlet from being caught singing in front of someone she sort- of liked. 'There's a fine line between love and hate,' she reminded herself, as she looked at the now clean floor.
"A very talented woman." Lily mumbled, lowering her head back down to scrub on the sink. The sink was now quite clean, but she kept scrubbing anyways until James walked over and lifted her chin up with his index finger so he could look her in the eyes.
"You keep so much hidden, Lily… Like an exotic flower, once you open your pedals up you can show your true beauty…" Lily tried to look back down but James kept her eyes looking straight at his.
"There's nothing for me to hide," Lily lied, looking at James, then a single tear trickled down her face, James wiped it away with a brush of his thumb.
"Why keep it all inside? I know there's something wrong…"
"There isn't anything to say the pain won't go away." Lily whispered.
"Yes it will, in time it'll go away." James looked down at Lily, and Lily looked up at James, they're eyes meeting truly for the first time, and they're lips met. An electric jolt with through both of them. Then someone cleared their throat—Mr. Anderson.
"If your…Threw with what you're doing, you're dismissed." He said curtly looking about. "But you wait for a moment… I'm going to inspect the bathroom." He walked about, looking at the walls, the ceilings, the toilets, and finally he looked at them with smug triumph.
"There is a streak on that mirror." He said pointing to the farthest mirror in the corner of the bathroom, clearly shadowed in the dark room.
James and Lily looked at Mr. Anderson in shock for a moment, and then Lily walked over to the mirror, and removed the streak. Mr. Anderson nodded and let them leave to go to their dorms.
When James and Lily got to the Portrait Hole, they looked at each other, squeezed hands, said the passwords and walked in—their normal lives coming back in fully, as they stumbled up to their dorms and fell into a deep sleep. Both dreaming of similar things, both having smiles on their faces.
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Authors Note2: Well, there's that. For one Review, I think I said that Lily and James were placed in their Sixth year at Hogwarts. Well I'll explain more things later in the chapters—I think I made this chapter a little bigger for the sake of I haven't written a chapter for my Reviewers in awhile, and I felt bad. I'll TRY to get another chapter up again, as soon as I possibly can.
I thank you all for your generous and helpful reviews. *Cheeky but tired Grin*