On Random Notes of Parchment
Chapter 3: Horny at Hogwarts
Disclaimer: The characters, settings, and events mentioned in the Harry Potter Series belong to JKR.
A/N: To CoolCatJenny: this is an odd L/J tennis match of the hearts! Kidding, but you'll see what I mean.
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I think you may be beginning to wonder what on Earth I was talking about when I said I hated James. As far as you can see, I don't hate him. We're friends, even. There's no romance to spice things up. Where's the drama? It's coming.
Life went on very calmly that summer. Other than the fact I could barely get to sleep at night, so excited was I, it was no different than my Muggle ones. I went to Diagon Alley for the first time, with James and Sirius, who showed me around, being purebloods, and Hannah, who was a half-blood, who rarely went. It was a marvelous place, really. I loved it from the minute I saw it. Who wouldn't?
It was the same with Hogwarts. An utterly gorgeous place, as I'm sure you can imagine. I loved everything about it, from the bratty poltergeist to the changing stairs to the view from the Astronomy Tower. Hannah was sorted into Ravenclaw, and I into Gryffindor, but we tried to meet at least twice a week. We remained good friends this way…until. You'll see more of that later.
I made friends in Gryffindor, Morgan, who was a very athletic girl. She liked basketball (Muggle sport) and Quidditch, and was very good at it. She had shoulder length dark hair, almost black, that was slightly wavy. She had dark freckles over pale skin that turned a bright red when she laughed, and she laughed in such an odd way it was addictive. She was a pureblood and had known James and Sirius all her life. There was Lisa, who had a few freckles. She was very into fashion, and wore a lot of make up. She was a lot like me, even a Muggleborn. We even thought the same movie stars where "groovy." The only difference was that she was so over the guys in our grade. She didn't do sports at school, but she was on a swim team in the summer. Last, but certainly not least, there was Madeline, better known as Maddie. She was like me in my more studious ways, liked to read. She was a true friend though; more loyal than any other I met. If I had a problem, I went to her first. A half blood, she did karate, but in the magical world, preferred dueling.
James, Sirius, and their two friends, Remus and Peter where all sorted into Gryffindor with us. I was glad, in the beginning anyway. I knew them well, and we starting to become closer friends.
So far, things seem together, right? Normal, average, Hogwarts stuff. But then, it happened. We girls always joked about how horny James was. It wasn't really bad, perverted stuff, just a running joke. It was sparked during our first flying lesson. Our Professor, Madam Adams, was a Muggleborn. She had us change into gym clothes for class and do Muggle stretches. When we bent to touch our toes, James "happened" to be behind us. "Do that again," he said.
"Horny little bugger, aren't you?" I asked. And it started. If we had nothing to do, we made jokes about it him. It wasn't in a mean way, just a teasing one.
December rolled around, and we had double History of Magic on the last day before Christmas Break. I had been sitting next to Carrie, a Ravenclaw. She was practically in love with James Potter and had lent a quill to him days ago. She was too afraid of actually talking to him to ask for it back, so I volunteered to do it for her. I crept quietly down the aisle. Professor Binns didn't notice me. I tugged gently on James's robe sleeve. "Do you have Carrie's quill?" I asked. He handed it to me. There was no other conversation, nothing more, nothing romantic or even friendly. Just civil conversation.
That would have been the end of it, except for Morgan, and her friend, Jeannie. They laughed. "You like James," they stage whispered to me. The lunch bell rang, and we all dashed out. It was half way through the meal when I realized I had never given Carrie her quill back. To get to her the short way, I walked past James. To get to her the long way, I walked around the whole Great Hall.
I was walking by him when he called for me to come closer. "Hey Lily, do you like me?" I could have said yes, which would have been the truth…James was a lot better looking in my eyes now, though he hadn't changed much. I could have diverted the subject and asked why. I would've too, had I not been shell shocked at the time. Instead, I said the first thing, the first word that came to mind. "No."
"Why?" James asked instantaneously. He looked surprised. Maybe he had never been turned down before.
Again, I had no idea what to say. "Because you're horny all the time," I answered lamely.
I hurried to the Ravenclaw table, thrust the quill in Carrie's face and ran back to my own seat. I hurriedly told my friends what happened. They were all surprised, but no one was as shocked as me. We had Charms next and kind Professor Flitwick let us have the period off. To say the least, it was loud. Maddie, the ever faithful friend, volunteered to go ask what the heck James was talking about for me.
She told me he said he liked me. I didn't believe her, but she persisted. "Then why would mumble it and look away, like he didn't want his friends to hear?" I didn't have an answer to that, and I still didn't trust his seriousness. What changed my mind was what happened next.
"James, James, likes Lily, Lily," his friends sang, Sirius singing the original and Remus and Peter doing the echo.
I blushed crimson, but the damage was done. I had a full blown crush on James Potter, and I would spend the next of the year regretting it.
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The author would like to thank:
Trina Casey: That was the point and I'm glad it worked. Thanks.
Coolcatjenny: I thought the hate would come in this chapter, but it didn't. Don't worry though. It will, soon. Be patient child.