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A/N: Yes the other chapter was incredibly short... I couldn't help it though! And since this is not really my computer... I didn't want to save that first chapter to the computer longer than I had to... and when my mum came home she was all wondering what I had been writing. So sorry! I just hate when my family reads something of mine concerning Harry Potter because then they go mad with laughter --shakes fist-- Yea there were some mistakes in the other chapter... I don't know if any of you have seen them yet though, because well, there have been no reviews :P I wonder how long it will take for this to show up on the front page... e.e But just so you know, reviews are really the only thing that get me excited to write more in the story... good reviews! --wink wink, nudge nudge-- I promise this chapter will be a lot longer though... the other one was just short because well... I didn't have much time to finish it up, save, and upload the chapter to fanfiction.net -- excuses-- And the other chapter was just to set a sort of... mood if you will. Okay enough ranting... on with the story... I know. And I'm a bit... drowsy because I have this terrible cold and I was forced to take those night-time cold pills during the day... stupid mum... --mumbles-- but just so you know if I make a stupid mistake, don't blame me TT blame the cold I got for sharing my orange juice with my friend -.-
Chapter Two
"Timetables are here!" Abby exclaimed happily to Lily as she sat down and began helping herself to some toast.
Lily didn't even look up. "Great," she muttered.
Abby gazed at her with a frown. "What's the matter with you? You love getting timetables!" Abby waved the parchment in front of her in hopes of making Lily smile.
Lily snatched the parchment from Abby and stared at it. "Double Potions then Care of Magical Creatures," Lily read aloud what they had that morning. "Sounds like a thrilling start of year! Brewing potions and babysitting ugly foul..."
"You wouldn't be talking about me, would you Evans?" James asked, appearing behind her. Lily turned and looked at him and her eyes narrowed. He had the biggest grin plastered over his face, as if he knew something she didn't.
"What do you want, Potter?" Lily said in a forced calm.
James tried to look as casual as possible, but he soon lost his train of thought when he stared back into Lily's bright green eyes.
"Oh, I was just passing by," he said quickly, still grinning.
"Then pass!" Lily demanded.
James sauntered past, his hand messing up his hair. Lily watched as he sat a few seats down from them next to Sirius.
She despised Sirius almost as much as James. The Terrible Two... Dynamic Duo... she loathed the nicknames as much as she did their real names.
'They're so popular... just because they have some good looks and a bit of skill in Charms,' Lily thought bitterly. As much as she hated admitting it, James was quite handsome. 'Well... so he is really good looking, but that has nothing to do with his attitude!'
She was still staring at James, watching as he glanced back over to her with his handsome hazel eyes...
"Lily? Hello! Have you been listening to a word I've said?"
Lily was jerked back to reality almost too suddenly. "What?" she said hastily looking at Abby.
"I asked if you've been listening to me," Abby repeated angrily.
Lily racked her brain for some sort of memory of Abby talking to her. "Um..."
Abby rolled her eyes impatiently. "Maybe you should stop looking at Potter and start paying attention!" she snapped. Abby took the Daily Prophet that she had been reading and shoved the front page in front of Lily's face.
Lily frowned and took the paper from Abby and spread it out on the table in front of them.
MINISTRY OF MAGIC IN MUGGLE MAYHEM
Yesterday evening, while tucking their child into bed, Mrs. and Mr. Reynolds of London experienced what no Muggle should ever have to go through. A group of masked wizards and witches arrived at the Muggle house for what can only be described as senseless torture.
"They... they took our child... skinned him alive with these... these wands you call them!" said a hysteric Mrs. Reynolds to our reporter when asked to comment. "
The wizards and witches who have performed this senseless act of violence, are asked to come forward and admit openly it was they who caused such an alarm!" said Barty Crouch, Minister for Magic.
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds and their child are now currently in St. Mungo's for treatment on several bites burns and cuts. There is a 2000 galleon reward for any witch or wizard who has any information concerning the Muggle torture.
Lily's eyes had widened without Lily realizing it. "Who would do such a thing?" Lily gasped.
"I've been trying to talk to you about it, but you obviously didn't hear me! Some deranged lunatics did this I bet!" Abby said in a whisper. "Have you noticed more and more Muggle tortures lately?"
Lily nodded. She hadn't really thought about it before, but there was always some snippet in the Daily Prophet that told about a form of Muggle torture, yet today was different. It had made front page news. Lily wondered why it had all of a sudden become important to the Ministry but was torn away from her wondering by a sudden shriek of laughter.
She glanced around to see Bellatrix Black laughing maniacally at the Slytherin table. Lily saw, with a look of horror, that Black was holding the Daily Prophet and was no doubt laughing about what was on the first page.
"What is she laughing at?" Marlene McKinnon asked, leaning across the table to Lily and Abby. Lily shoved the Daily Prophet over to Marlene who skimmed the front page, her eyes wide.
Just as Lily suspected, Marlene threw the paper down. "I bet it has something to do with her," Marlene accused, glaring at Black. Like Lily, Marlene was a muggle-born witch, and like Lily, Marlene had taken the attack of the Muggles personally.
Marlene was already rising out of her chair when a hand came out of nowhere. "Sit down, McKinnon." Marlene looked around and saw Sturgis Podmore, Head Boy of Gryffindor. He had obviously seen the paper and knew exactly what Marlene was up to.
"But... look at her Sturgis! She's just laughing away like she wanted this to happen. Like she was involved," Marlene said darkly.
"Nonsense McKinnon! There is no way out of Hogwarts that you could take without being recognized," Podmore said wearily. "Let it go, you'll only cause even more trouble for Gryffindor and quite frankly, I don't want to be the one giving detentions my first day as Head Boy."
"He doesn't know anything," James said loudly from down the table. "There are ways out of Hogwarts." Sirius and James stood up, a glint of mischief in their eyes and walked away, closely followed by Remus and Peter.
"They think they're so rebellious!" Lily said angrily after them.
"Well, they are rebels Evans," Marlene pointed out.
"It's nothing to be proud of," Lily muttered. There was a moment of silence before Alice stumbled towards them.
"We'd better get down to Potions!" she gasped and Lily, Marlene and Abby silently agreed.
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The Marauders entered the Potions classroom smugly and took the two tables at the back of the classroom as usual. It had been two months since they had seen Snape, and to James, that was two months too long. "Reckon Snivellus has changed?" Sirius whispered under his breathe as he watched the door to the potions room in anticipation. "Bet he's gotten greasier," James replied.
"I can't see how that's possible," Remus said and they began laughing.
"Ugh... Stebbins," Sirius said, frowning in disappointment. He had expected it was Snape that time.
Blaire Stebbins and Frank Longbottom walked into the class, closely followed by Marlene McKinnon and Emmeline Vance. So far, the only Slytherins in the classroom were Dolohov and Rookwood.
Finally, as if Christmas had come early, Snape strode into class, glancing only for a few moments to the back of the class where the Marauders stood, eyes glistening maliciously.
"Seats! Take your seats! Come on now, we have an important lesson today!" their teacher, Professor Trump ordered.
James took his eyes off Snape only for a moment as he watched Lily and her friend take their seats near the front of the class.
"We'll be making a complex potion today," Professor Trump announced excitedly. "Complex but enjoyable!" he added as an afterthought. "It's called a Calming Draught! Heh heh, plenty of you have taken it last year, I expect," he chuckled to himself. "Well, the instructions are on the board!" he said, recovering from his chuckles. He tapped his wand on the blackboard and instructions appeared almost in an instant.
James grabbed two Toad Eyes and dropped them into his potion, staring fixedly on Snape. James was not dumb, he wasn't going to pick a fight with a teacher standing there, no, he would wait for Snape to start the fight.
Double Potions never seemed to end. James fought hard to concentrate on his potion, but kept getting distracted. Snape was sitting only a desk away from Lily which made it easy to watch them both.
As if it would never come, the bell that signified the end of class rung and James quickly grabbed his book bag and hurried out the door.
"Alright Evans?" asked James casually as the Marauders passed her to get to Snape quickly.
Lily did not reply. She looked the other way, but James grinned as he saw her blush.
"Oi! Snivellus!" Sirius called happily.
Snape turned around so quick James thought for a second that he would topple over.
"Don't come near me!" Snape hissed, reaching into his pocket for his wand.
"Why, Snivellus!" Sirius said in mock hurt. "We just wanted to know how your summer went!"
"Impedimenta!" Snape yelled with triumph. Sirius was knocked backwards and hit the stone wall behind him with a deafening thud.
James had no time to sympathize for Sirius. He had already brandished his wand and had hexed Snape so bad that by the time Snape had risen to his feet, several large red boils were appearing all over his face.
"What are you doing?" Lily shrieked at James.
James grinned as his wand-free hand found its way to his hair instinctively, as if it were a bird seeking comfort in a nest. "Hey Evans," James said enthusiastically.
"I told you I don't want your help, Mudblood!" Snape spat as he saw Lily approach.
"Who says I'm here to help you, Snivellus?" Lily demanded, rounding on Snape. "Big man, Potter? Hexing people in the corridor!" Lily screamed, turning back to James. "Not a care in the world that you'll lose points for Gryffindor! I've had enough of losing the House Cup to the Slytherins because of you and him," Lily said glancing at Sirius who was rubbing the back of his head.
"This greasy git here is the one who hexed me for no-" Sirius began but closed his mouth quickly.
"I'll be telling Podmore about this," Lily warned, casting an icy glance to the three of them.
"Ah, Evans," James grinned, making Lily even more frustrated that after all her yelling he was still grinning happily. "It seems you really have begun to like me."
Lily blinked at him. "What makes you think that?" Lily snorted.
"Well, you used to tell McGonagall about me," James said, continuing to grin. "Now you're telling Podmore! An old friend who wouldn't dare put me in detention."
"Argh!" she screamed. "I have not begun to like you, Potter. I will never like you! Not in a million years! You immature, conceited-"
Lily stopped when she realized that James wasn't looking at her anymore. "Well we'll just have to wait until a million years have gone by. Later, Evans!" James called as he and Sirius raced up the dungeon steps after an escaping Snape
"I think you really got to him that time, Lily," Addy said sarcastically from behind her.
Lily's face grew hot with anger. She didn't know how she would survive another year of James' torture.
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A/N: Geh... I know it's not much longer than the previous chapter... couldn't help it! I don't like writing massive chapters! Anywho, please review! I love them --tear--
