Ch. 4
Truce?
The next morning, Lily was still in a bad mood. She sat very quietly during breakfast pondering, as McGonagall passed her her class schedule. She couldn't imagine what Dumbledore could have been thinking by making James Potter, leader of the Marauders and devoted prankster, Head Boy. He was the kind of person that all six of their previous Head Boys hated!
Lily was also dreading the prefect meetings to come. Was Dumbledore trying to punish her?!!! Lily couldn't think of anything she could have possibly done to make the headmaster THAT upset.
Lily's thoughts were interrupted by the object of her thoughts entering the Great Hall. In previous years, the Marauders always entered the Great hall for meals the same way: first, there would be a loud bang as the door slammed open, as if they wanted to announce their entrance. Then, all four boys came sauntering in, talking loudly or laughing at something one of them said. James and Sirius would wink at various members of their fan clubs and, if they were in a good mood, send random hexes at the Slytherin table. Remus would walk a few paces behind them, looking up from his book to send his friends a glare, and Peter would scamper around them trying in vain to get involved in the conversation.
That is how it normally was, and that was why Lily was very surprised when she saw Sirius saunter in, laughing very loudly at something he just said, wink at Kattie once, and turn Snape's hair green. Behind him, Remus looked up from Hogwarts, A History to send him a glare, while Peter scurried around him, trying to get into the conversation Sirius was having with himself. James wandered in behind them, apparently deep in thought.
Lily's mouth dropped to the ground, she turned to Kattie, who was still smiling like a maniac because Sirius had winked at her. She made a mental note to tease her about it later, for there were more pressing matters at the moment. She questioned her friend. "Did you just see that? What's gotten in to James today?"
"Since when do you care so much about the way James enters a room?" Kattie responded with a question. She had known for a long time that Lily liked James. The incessant bickering couldn't be for no reason. Now she was just waiting for Lily to figure out that she liked him.
"I'm serious!" Lily exclaimed at her friend. She turned away from the Marauders so she didn't notice their choice of seats.
"No you're not! I am!" Sirius said as he sat down on the other side of Kattie, who quickly hit him in the back of the head.
(Kathy: I'm sorry for that, but no L/J fanfic is complete without the corny Sirius/serious joke! Jo: throws tomatoes Kathy: dodges tomatoes Hey!!)
Lily wasn't paying attention. She was staring at James, who was looking hesitant about sitting that close to Lily while she was still mad at him. He made up his mind and sat across from her, and, not hearing his last name screamed in rage, relaxed a bit.
Lily made up her mind. "Pott— I mean James?" she said with strained politeness.
"Huh?" James was shocked at the civility and stared at Lily back.
"I just decided," she continued, "that if we're gonna have to be working together all year, we might as well end the quarrelling. It will make everyone's life much easier. Truce?"
"Are you serious?" He asked. In the corner of his eye, he saw that Sirius was about to comment, but Kattie swiftly hit him in the head again before he could even get a syllable out. "You'll agree not to fight anymore, Lily?" He asked.
"Of course. It will make both our jobs easier and, as long as you refrain from being a prat, I'll stop yelling at you for it."
"Deal." He said, shaking her hand. Their friends just stared until James turned to all of them with a "What are you looking at?" and started to pile food onto his plate.
With the agreement between Lily and James, the tension between the two groups of friends eased gradually away. Come the next Monday and the day of the first Prefect meeting, the two were almost on friendly terms. Almost.
Bang! The portrait guarding the secret entrance to the Head's room was thrown open, to the dismay of the centaur within the frame, and Lily Evans stormed in. "James Potter!!!" she cried, "What the heck did you do with the notes to the prefect meeting? It starts in fifteen minutes!"
James, who was sitting in an armchair in front of the fire trying to get his Divination essay done before the meeting, (Kathy: stupid class if you ask me, even though Emma Thompson did an excellent job) only shrugged. He was used to these rants, having been is so close proximity with Lily for a week now.
"What does is that supposed to mean? If you lost those notes, James, I'll..."
James, who had just finished the last sentence of his essay, cut her off. "I don't have the notes, Lily, remember?" He said in an amused voice. "You took them because you said that I would just loose them."
"Well, then what did I do with them?" she asked, trying to cover up her embarrassment.
"I don't know. Try this," he said as he took out his wand. "Accio Prefect Notes!" As he said it, a few slightly crumpled pieces of paper flew out of Lily's bag and into his outstretched hand. "Now who's the irresponsible one?" he said with a smile.
Lily tried to be mad, she really did. She furrowed her eyebrows and tried to glare at James, but as she stared at his amused look and thought of the irony of what had just happened, she couldn't contain it anymore. She just started cracking up, and couldn't stop. Then she started laughing because she couldn't stop laughing, and the situation basically snowballed from there. And that is how the prefects found her ten minutes later: rolling on the floor laughing her head off.
The next morning, Lily was still in a bad mood. She sat very quietly during breakfast pondering, as McGonagall passed her her class schedule. She couldn't imagine what Dumbledore could have been thinking by making James Potter, leader of the Marauders and devoted prankster, Head Boy. He was the kind of person that all six of their previous Head Boys hated!
Lily was also dreading the prefect meetings to come. Was Dumbledore trying to punish her?!!! Lily couldn't think of anything she could have possibly done to make the headmaster THAT upset.
Lily's thoughts were interrupted by the object of her thoughts entering the Great Hall. In previous years, the Marauders always entered the Great hall for meals the same way: first, there would be a loud bang as the door slammed open, as if they wanted to announce their entrance. Then, all four boys came sauntering in, talking loudly or laughing at something one of them said. James and Sirius would wink at various members of their fan clubs and, if they were in a good mood, send random hexes at the Slytherin table. Remus would walk a few paces behind them, looking up from his book to send his friends a glare, and Peter would scamper around them trying in vain to get involved in the conversation.
That is how it normally was, and that was why Lily was very surprised when she saw Sirius saunter in, laughing very loudly at something he just said, wink at Kattie once, and turn Snape's hair green. Behind him, Remus looked up from Hogwarts, A History to send him a glare, while Peter scurried around him, trying to get into the conversation Sirius was having with himself. James wandered in behind them, apparently deep in thought.
Lily's mouth dropped to the ground, she turned to Kattie, who was still smiling like a maniac because Sirius had winked at her. She made a mental note to tease her about it later, for there were more pressing matters at the moment. She questioned her friend. "Did you just see that? What's gotten in to James today?"
"Since when do you care so much about the way James enters a room?" Kattie responded with a question. She had known for a long time that Lily liked James. The incessant bickering couldn't be for no reason. Now she was just waiting for Lily to figure out that she liked him.
"I'm serious!" Lily exclaimed at her friend. She turned away from the Marauders so she didn't notice their choice of seats.
"No you're not! I am!" Sirius said as he sat down on the other side of Kattie, who quickly hit him in the back of the head.
(Kathy: I'm sorry for that, but no L/J fanfic is complete without the corny Sirius/serious joke! Jo: throws tomatoes Kathy: dodges tomatoes Hey!!)
Lily wasn't paying attention. She was staring at James, who was looking hesitant about sitting that close to Lily while she was still mad at him. He made up his mind and sat across from her, and, not hearing his last name screamed in rage, relaxed a bit.
Lily made up her mind. "Pott— I mean James?" she said with strained politeness.
"Huh?" James was shocked at the civility and stared at Lily back.
"I just decided," she continued, "that if we're gonna have to be working together all year, we might as well end the quarrelling. It will make everyone's life much easier. Truce?"
"Are you serious?" He asked. In the corner of his eye, he saw that Sirius was about to comment, but Kattie swiftly hit him in the head again before he could even get a syllable out. "You'll agree not to fight anymore, Lily?" He asked.
"Of course. It will make both our jobs easier and, as long as you refrain from being a prat, I'll stop yelling at you for it."
"Deal." He said, shaking her hand. Their friends just stared until James turned to all of them with a "What are you looking at?" and started to pile food onto his plate.
With the agreement between Lily and James, the tension between the two groups of friends eased gradually away. Come the next Monday and the day of the first Prefect meeting, the two were almost on friendly terms. Almost.
Bang! The portrait guarding the secret entrance to the Head's room was thrown open, to the dismay of the centaur within the frame, and Lily Evans stormed in. "James Potter!!!" she cried, "What the heck did you do with the notes to the prefect meeting? It starts in fifteen minutes!"
James, who was sitting in an armchair in front of the fire trying to get his Divination essay done before the meeting, (Kathy: stupid class if you ask me, even though Emma Thompson did an excellent job) only shrugged. He was used to these rants, having been is so close proximity with Lily for a week now.
"What does is that supposed to mean? If you lost those notes, James, I'll..."
James, who had just finished the last sentence of his essay, cut her off. "I don't have the notes, Lily, remember?" He said in an amused voice. "You took them because you said that I would just loose them."
"Well, then what did I do with them?" she asked, trying to cover up her embarrassment.
"I don't know. Try this," he said as he took out his wand. "Accio Prefect Notes!" As he said it, a few slightly crumpled pieces of paper flew out of Lily's bag and into his outstretched hand. "Now who's the irresponsible one?" he said with a smile.
Lily tried to be mad, she really did. She furrowed her eyebrows and tried to glare at James, but as she stared at his amused look and thought of the irony of what had just happened, she couldn't contain it anymore. She just started cracking up, and couldn't stop. Then she started laughing because she couldn't stop laughing, and the situation basically snowballed from there. And that is how the prefects found her ten minutes later: rolling on the floor laughing her head off.