Okay, Sorry I've taken a long time to update. I started chapter 5 a long time ago then I hit this huge writer's block, aka teachers became gayer than usual and deciding to assign ass-loads of work. How thoughtful of them, eh? But also in the time that I wasn't writing I went through a lot of troubles with my friends (namely them being bitches) and so a lot of that came out in this chapter. I also got a very juicy upcoming chapter written too. But I digress, this one is chock-full of character development and insights into my friend problems (namely them being bitches). Sorry if the first paragraph or so reads like shit, I wrote it before my writers block so it's like old writing whereas the rest of the chapter is new writing. And so without further ado, may I present to you, Oscar nominee, Chapter 5!!!! room applauds
remember -[insert words here]- is a thought inside the character's mind.
::5.1::
Lily woke feeling tired and worn. She hadn't slept good after her fight with Lana and desperately wished that she could just lay in bed the rest of the day. Sitting up, Lily realized that Lana's bed was empty and looked like it hadn't been touched since two nights ago.
-I can't believe she left to avoid me- Lily thought before she remembered she had actually kicked Lana out.
After dressing and picking up a few things around her room, Lily stumbled down the cold stone stairs to an almost empty common room. The always-burning fire crackled its warm light shone upon a fellow 6th year who was frantically working on the Transfiguration essay due next period.
Lily looked around as she wondered where Lana had ended up sleeping. After a few minutes of her eyes carelessly drifting, she finally found a familiar guitar case propped up against the end of one of the couches with Lana's pajamas nearby. As Lily walked by, she stopped and stared at the sofa where Lana had spent the night.
-God, that couldn't have been at all comfortable.-
Maybe she was being unreasonable; maybe she didn't have a right to be angry.
-Yea, and monkeys will fly out my ass.- (a/n: I've heard that before somewhere, anyone know who says that?)
Lily reassured herself she did have a good reason to be mad. After all, Lana had gone and been friends with the one person that Lily wasn't sure about.
It was one of those off-and-on relationships: Lily would admit that she liked James, and then conveniently after she decided to stop being in denial he'd go and pull one of his damned arrogant stunts. It had worked that way for as long as she could remember. Even Lily had found herself unable to stand ground against his irresistible charm and looks. But she would never admit it to anyone, save herself, of course. Not even Lana knew about Lily's feelings, which seemed to be violently at odds with each other at the moment.
Shaking herself from her thoughts, Lily walked down to the Great Hall for a much needed breakfast. She walked right past Lana and, determined to spend as little time as possible with anyone that might bring up last night, grabbed her breakfast and went outside. Although despite her determination to avoid Lana, Lily couldn't help but notice that Lana, too, was obviously distraught over last night.
-She deserves it.-
As the boys laughed and made fun of each other, Lana sat still, quietly intent on her food, only smiling when someone said something to her. Even James wore the same forlorn look that Lana sported that morning.
It was a bit unusual for him to not be laughing. . . was it possible that he was upset over what Lily had done and said? She hadn't talked to him, but maybe Lana had. Lily thought she had heard James' voice last night. Had Lana been talking to the reason they were mad at each other, or rather, the reason Lily was mad?
Getting angrier the more she thought about it, Lily grabbed her food and left. Making sure to avoid eye contact with Lana or James, she headed out to the grounds and sat down under one of the trees. Its limbs seemed to stretch endlessly towards the sky as Lily admired the leaf-speckled branches. Leaning back against the sturdy trunk, autumn leaves swirled around her in shades of red and gold. The enormous tree gave Lily a sense of timeless comfort, like a friend one could always depend on.
She admitted to herself that she had overreacted. Lana certainly hadn't meant any harm in talking to James; they were just friends. Looking back on what she had said, Lily just want to bury herself in the wind. It seemed like the only solution. Everything was just so complicated now.
A tear rolled down her ivory cheek as she thought of everything that she was now facing. The threats on her family with everything revolving around that and the fact that she had so senselessly pushed away the one person that she completely trusted. It all loomed over her like a foreboding storm, and half of it was over a boy. A stupid boy. A boy that she wished she had never turned down in the first place. But wasn't it always over a boy?
God, how she envied Lana. It wasn't fair. Lily always had the perfect life while Lana's was filled with hurt, ridicule, and scars that could never heal. Now, in Lily's time of dire need, she had pushed away someone who was no stranger to angst and pain; someone who could possible make all of this somehow easier.
Lily envied the fact that James now paid more attention to Lana. Sure it was a childish thought once she realized it; but Lily was truly jealous. He had always playfully teased and subtly flirted with her. Now, as she had come to recognize yesterday morning, James would eventually move on. How Lily wished she had never turned her back on him. She just wanted to cry on his shoulder as she somehow knew Lana had done the past night.
"Hey, Evans," a familiar voice said from behind.
Suddenly stirred from her thoughts, and not entirely convinced she wasn't imagining those two somehow consoling words, Lily looked up to find James casually leaning against the tree.
"Hey, Potter," she said as she dried what remained of her lone tear.
Sitting down beside her, James rested his head against the tree and let a distance glaze settle over the eyes that were the same color as the sky he now contemplated.
What seemed like an eternity passed by before either said anything to break the silence.
"What do you want, Potter?"
Turning his head towards Lily, James met a sorrowful stare and as half a grin spread across his face. "What makes you think I want something?"
Lily smiled for what seemed like the first time that day.
"What if I just want to sit in the presence of a pretty lady without being verbally abused?"
Lily snorted. "Come on, out with it, Potter. What do you want?"
"Well," James began nervously as he unknowingly ruined all of Lily's hopes that he had really come to just sit with her. "I was wondering if, um, you might come to the Halloween Dance, with, ya know, me. .?"
Lily turned around to hide her disappointment. It was nothing to get upset over, but, for reasons unexplainable other than you have to be in the same situation, her eyes began to water.
-Just say yes.- She told herself as she did exactly the opposite.
"I thought you actually cared. But all you wanted was to ask me to the dance," she exclaimed as she jumped up from her relaxing spot against the tree.
As James became more visibly confused, and Lily realized how big of a ditch she was digging herself into, she found she couldn't stop. "For once I thought you've changed but I guess I was wrong. James Potter, you make me sick."
"So, uh. . . is that a yes?" James called out to her as she walked off.
"Fine."
And with that, Lily stormed back up to her room only to realize she'd have to face him sooner or later.
--
I realize that the last half of the chapter is pretty irrational and doesn't really flow. But it's all owing to the fact that we're seeing this from Lily, who is not too stable-minded at the time. And the 5.1: there's another half to this chapter (they both happen in the same day), but it doesn't really fit it with what just happened so it's its own half a chapter. Oh yea, I realized that there's not much a follow-able time frame. Things aren't happening one day after another so it's kind of hard to follow what day is what. I'll specify when needed, of course, but other than that, it's not to important. Just remember that it's the general beginning of the school year and it's sometime before October 31. Anyway, I think that's all I wanted to clear up for now. I'm sure I'll think of something once I post but oh well. The next half will be up soon, please comment. 4 comments just doesn't do it for me.
remember -[insert words here]- is a thought inside the character's mind.
::5.1::
Lily woke feeling tired and worn. She hadn't slept good after her fight with Lana and desperately wished that she could just lay in bed the rest of the day. Sitting up, Lily realized that Lana's bed was empty and looked like it hadn't been touched since two nights ago.
-I can't believe she left to avoid me- Lily thought before she remembered she had actually kicked Lana out.
After dressing and picking up a few things around her room, Lily stumbled down the cold stone stairs to an almost empty common room. The always-burning fire crackled its warm light shone upon a fellow 6th year who was frantically working on the Transfiguration essay due next period.
Lily looked around as she wondered where Lana had ended up sleeping. After a few minutes of her eyes carelessly drifting, she finally found a familiar guitar case propped up against the end of one of the couches with Lana's pajamas nearby. As Lily walked by, she stopped and stared at the sofa where Lana had spent the night.
-God, that couldn't have been at all comfortable.-
Maybe she was being unreasonable; maybe she didn't have a right to be angry.
-Yea, and monkeys will fly out my ass.- (a/n: I've heard that before somewhere, anyone know who says that?)
Lily reassured herself she did have a good reason to be mad. After all, Lana had gone and been friends with the one person that Lily wasn't sure about.
It was one of those off-and-on relationships: Lily would admit that she liked James, and then conveniently after she decided to stop being in denial he'd go and pull one of his damned arrogant stunts. It had worked that way for as long as she could remember. Even Lily had found herself unable to stand ground against his irresistible charm and looks. But she would never admit it to anyone, save herself, of course. Not even Lana knew about Lily's feelings, which seemed to be violently at odds with each other at the moment.
Shaking herself from her thoughts, Lily walked down to the Great Hall for a much needed breakfast. She walked right past Lana and, determined to spend as little time as possible with anyone that might bring up last night, grabbed her breakfast and went outside. Although despite her determination to avoid Lana, Lily couldn't help but notice that Lana, too, was obviously distraught over last night.
-She deserves it.-
As the boys laughed and made fun of each other, Lana sat still, quietly intent on her food, only smiling when someone said something to her. Even James wore the same forlorn look that Lana sported that morning.
It was a bit unusual for him to not be laughing. . . was it possible that he was upset over what Lily had done and said? She hadn't talked to him, but maybe Lana had. Lily thought she had heard James' voice last night. Had Lana been talking to the reason they were mad at each other, or rather, the reason Lily was mad?
Getting angrier the more she thought about it, Lily grabbed her food and left. Making sure to avoid eye contact with Lana or James, she headed out to the grounds and sat down under one of the trees. Its limbs seemed to stretch endlessly towards the sky as Lily admired the leaf-speckled branches. Leaning back against the sturdy trunk, autumn leaves swirled around her in shades of red and gold. The enormous tree gave Lily a sense of timeless comfort, like a friend one could always depend on.
She admitted to herself that she had overreacted. Lana certainly hadn't meant any harm in talking to James; they were just friends. Looking back on what she had said, Lily just want to bury herself in the wind. It seemed like the only solution. Everything was just so complicated now.
A tear rolled down her ivory cheek as she thought of everything that she was now facing. The threats on her family with everything revolving around that and the fact that she had so senselessly pushed away the one person that she completely trusted. It all loomed over her like a foreboding storm, and half of it was over a boy. A stupid boy. A boy that she wished she had never turned down in the first place. But wasn't it always over a boy?
God, how she envied Lana. It wasn't fair. Lily always had the perfect life while Lana's was filled with hurt, ridicule, and scars that could never heal. Now, in Lily's time of dire need, she had pushed away someone who was no stranger to angst and pain; someone who could possible make all of this somehow easier.
Lily envied the fact that James now paid more attention to Lana. Sure it was a childish thought once she realized it; but Lily was truly jealous. He had always playfully teased and subtly flirted with her. Now, as she had come to recognize yesterday morning, James would eventually move on. How Lily wished she had never turned her back on him. She just wanted to cry on his shoulder as she somehow knew Lana had done the past night.
"Hey, Evans," a familiar voice said from behind.
Suddenly stirred from her thoughts, and not entirely convinced she wasn't imagining those two somehow consoling words, Lily looked up to find James casually leaning against the tree.
"Hey, Potter," she said as she dried what remained of her lone tear.
Sitting down beside her, James rested his head against the tree and let a distance glaze settle over the eyes that were the same color as the sky he now contemplated.
What seemed like an eternity passed by before either said anything to break the silence.
"What do you want, Potter?"
Turning his head towards Lily, James met a sorrowful stare and as half a grin spread across his face. "What makes you think I want something?"
Lily smiled for what seemed like the first time that day.
"What if I just want to sit in the presence of a pretty lady without being verbally abused?"
Lily snorted. "Come on, out with it, Potter. What do you want?"
"Well," James began nervously as he unknowingly ruined all of Lily's hopes that he had really come to just sit with her. "I was wondering if, um, you might come to the Halloween Dance, with, ya know, me. .?"
Lily turned around to hide her disappointment. It was nothing to get upset over, but, for reasons unexplainable other than you have to be in the same situation, her eyes began to water.
-Just say yes.- She told herself as she did exactly the opposite.
"I thought you actually cared. But all you wanted was to ask me to the dance," she exclaimed as she jumped up from her relaxing spot against the tree.
As James became more visibly confused, and Lily realized how big of a ditch she was digging herself into, she found she couldn't stop. "For once I thought you've changed but I guess I was wrong. James Potter, you make me sick."
"So, uh. . . is that a yes?" James called out to her as she walked off.
"Fine."
And with that, Lily stormed back up to her room only to realize she'd have to face him sooner or later.
--
I realize that the last half of the chapter is pretty irrational and doesn't really flow. But it's all owing to the fact that we're seeing this from Lily, who is not too stable-minded at the time. And the 5.1: there's another half to this chapter (they both happen in the same day), but it doesn't really fit it with what just happened so it's its own half a chapter. Oh yea, I realized that there's not much a follow-able time frame. Things aren't happening one day after another so it's kind of hard to follow what day is what. I'll specify when needed, of course, but other than that, it's not to important. Just remember that it's the general beginning of the school year and it's sometime before October 31. Anyway, I think that's all I wanted to clear up for now. I'm sure I'll think of something once I post but oh well. The next half will be up soon, please comment. 4 comments just doesn't do it for me.