Let It Snow

Chapter Two: Since We've No Place to Go

Quote: The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. Carl Jung (1875 - 1961)

a/n – Okay first of all I'd like to thank the following people for reviewing: Scarlett*eyes, Star, Liat86, Kaeldra, DaughterofTaliesin, Skirts4camp and Uglinessrox55

Everblue3 – I will definitely take that into consideration! Another storm may just be in the works.

Kirbee – hehe yeah, I agree a little weird but just suspend your disbelief and just say…okay, so the lady's physic.

So thanks again to everybody who reviewed and here's the next part, I'm sorry that it's kind of short but I'll try and make the next one longer. Comments, constructive criticism and even flames are welcome (even encouraged) so in other words PLEASE REVIEW!

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"Now what are we going to do?" Adelle Lamoure whined as the train headed back to the station. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her rather beautiful red lips formed a decided pout.

Sirius eyed her with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. He shrugged. "How should I know?" he asked, eyebrows raised.

Adelle glared at him. "Oh, I don't know." She snapped. "I was just saying…"

Sirius rolled his eyes. He glanced out the window as the mountains passed them by. "Well I guess we should owl our parents." He said with a sigh. He was rather disappointed but what could he do?

"Oh right, like I'm going to spend the rest of my vacation with my parents." She said as though he had proposed murder. She tossed her long, curly brown hair over her shoulder for emphasis.

Sirius put his hands up in defeat. "Alright, alright." He said. "No parents."

Adelle regained her composure. "Good." She said, and resumed her pout.

"But if we don't owl our parents, where are we going to go?" he asked pointedly.

Adelle grinned evilly. "How much money do you have, Black?" she raised her eyebrows suggestively.

"Not enough to rent a plane to fly into Zermatt." He snapped and turned back to the window.

Adelle rolled her eyes at his stupidity. "Do you have enough for another hotel room and train ride?"

He turned back, intrigued. "Depends on the hotel. Depends on the train." His eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Why?"

"How do you feel about…" she paused for dramatic affect. "Italy?" she asked, her jaw set.

"What?" his eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. "Are you crazy? We can't go to Italy."

Adelle tapped her shoe impatiently. "Why not?"

Sirius stared at her. It was just so ridiculous. "Because…Because….Because my parents made me put a spleen on deposit just to go to Switzerland. They would never agree to Italy." He said, shaking his head.

"Who says they have to know?" she asked. "Just think, they probably won't have this mess cleaned up for ages. I heard one of the other passengers talking and last time there was an Avalanche, it took a month to clean up because every time they got a little out, more would fall down the mountain." She paused to point to the mountains outside. They were gigantic and covered with snow. "Besides, we can take a train there. Hang out for a few days and I even brought some floo powder so we can floo back to school. Nobody has to know." She said, her brown eyes flashing with excitement.

Sirius bit his lip as he thought it over. Suddenly his eyes flashed back towards her. "One catch, Einstein, what about James and Lily? We don't even know if they made it to Zermatt or not and I hardly think they'd appreciate us running off together to Rome."

Adelle snorted. "Don't flatter yourself, Black. You're not my type." She said coolly. "Besides, hasn't it occurred to you by now that James and Lily are most likely stuck together in Zermatt, alone?" 

Sirius shifted his weight rather uncomfortably in his chair. It actually hadn't. "We don't know that." He pointed out after a moment.

"Well, we actually more or less do. They were both supposed to get in before us and our train is the first that couldn't get through." She said. "Don't let it get to you, Sirius. Don't you trust James?" she asked casually.

She had hit a sore spot. "Of course I trust James!" Sirius said hotly. "It's just…it's just…"

"It's just what?" she asked with a sigh, her patience growing thin. "Look if you trust James than I'm sure he'll trust you and I know Lily trusts you, so what's the big deal?"

Sirius hesitated.

"Its either Italy, or mummy and daddy."

Sirius' eyes flashed, and a smile began to grow as he considered the possibilities. "I'm in!" he cried.

Adelle sat back, satisfied. "I knew you'd see it my way."

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James was absolutely astounded. In the six years he had known Lily, he realized that he had never, not even once, had a real conversation with her. Odder still was that she had been dating his best friend for going on two years now and had spent a good deal of time with her because of it and yet, no matter how he stretched his memory, he couldn't remember ever REALLY talking to her. For some reason, in that six years of acquaintance, he had pegged her as boring. Whether that was because she was so quiet in groups it seemed like she had nothing to say or because she hung out with Adelle who could make death seem boring, he didn't know. He snapped back to reality, though, as the waitress approached them to take their order.

"I'll have two eggs over easy and a glass of orange juice." Lily whispered to the waitress.

The waitress nodded and turned to James. "and you sir?" she asked.

James bit his lip and glanced one last time at the menu before folding it up and handing it to her. "I'll have the same with a side of bacon, please."

The waitress nodded and walked away after jotting down what he said.

Lily smiled tentatively at him and he returned it wholeheartedly. "So what runs do want to ski today?" he asked after a moment to break the rather awkward pause. It was their first full day there.

Lily tucked a piece of her auburn hair behind her ear and licked her lips. "I don't know." She said after a moment.

James shrugged. "Yeah me either."

Another awkward pause ensued.

"So what's your best subject?" James asked making another brave stab at conversation.

"Charms." She said. Oh good job Lily, she thought. Really witty. He was trying to be nice. Why couldn't she think of anything intelligent to say?

"Mine's-"

"Transfiguration, I know." She said and then blushed at her forwardness. Good job, Lil. Interrupt him AND make him think you're stalking him

He raised his eyebrows.

"Sirius is always talking about it and everything." She explained hastily.

He nodded and waited for the next awkward pause and sure enough it came.

"So…so Sirius tells me you like art?"  James asked, making one last try at a conversation.

The affect of this one question was instantaneous. Lily came alive. Her shyness was completely forgotten and her already brilliantly green eyes began to sparkle. "I love art." She said enthusiastically and for the first time since James had met her, in a normal tone too.

"What kind?" he asked, not so much interested in what she had to say as to the affect it had over her.

She grinned. "Every kind! I especially like pottery and painting though…" and suddenly she was off.

James watched in pure pleasure as she talked like a normal human being and with such passion that it blew him away. He found himself asking question after question about art, a subject he usually hated. James suddenly understood why Sirius made such an effort to learn about muggles, art and pretty much anything else Lily liked. She was hard to get going but once she did, she sucked you along too.

By the end of breakfast James had learned many things, but none so well as the fact the Lilian Evans was many things, boring just wasn't one of them.

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Lily tugged on her black snow pants as she inched forward in the lift line. A rather strong wind blew her unzipped jacket behind her and ruffled her hair.

"Excuse me." A voice said from behind them. Lily and James turned to see a young woman, a young man and three little children. "The lift only holds two, so could one of you take my daughter up?" the mother asked at looked at Lily hopefully. Lily opened her mouth to volunteer but James beat her to it.

"Sure thing, ma'am, I'll take her." James said and took the small girl by the hand.

Lily couldn't believe her eyes. James Potter, quidditch star, prefect, great student, handsome guy, was helping a little girl, without anyone asking him to, onto the lift and chatting with her.

She had never nailed James as the help-little-girls-without-rewards type. He wasn't the type to go out of his way to do nice things for people, particularly if someone else was willing. Maybe he thought I wouldn't want to. Lily thought but quickly dismissed it.

 It wasn't that James was a mean guy, actually, he made a point of being exceedingly polite to everybody, it was just that he usually was a little hung up on himself, or so it seemed.

Then again, he had been awfully nice at breakfast that morning and then here he was again, helping that little girl. It just didn't fit. Sirius was always saying what a good guy he was but Lily had always just shaken her head and smiled. Sirius was always blind when it came to his friends.

So was how he was acting the real James and he had been pretending for six years, or was that the real James and he was pretending now? Lily shook her head. It was all very confusing. At school he was aloof, arrogant and at times condescending but here…here he was so sweet and, well, normal.

Lily just sighed and got on the lift. She'd think about it later.

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