Living A Legend
Book 1- A Clash of Wills
Chapter 8- Mishaps and Mayhem
Tension grew among the young Gryffindors, as days passed, and still no sign of the Slytherin's revenge became visible. It seemed too much to hope for that they had forgotten their grievances.
Adding to the list of worries, Remus suddenly disappeared one night. Professor Lacy assured them that he was feeling a bit queasy and would be perfectly fine in a day or two, but Dora in particular seemed concerned.
Meanwhile, James and Sirius had been pulling practical jokes on anyone who they could get near. One morning, all the first year girls woke up to find themselves sprouting feathers from all over their bodies.
Lily's were orange, and clashed quite horribly with her hair, making her appear as if she were on fire.
Most of the girls were irked, but forgave the boys after having them removed by Madame Klase, but Lily was back to her old frenzy.
As soon as she was released from the hospital wing, she stormed up to the two culprits.
"Ah, nice to see you so early this morning, all fresh and feather-free!" Sirius laughed gleefully.
His glee ended abruptly as Lily kicked him hard in the shins. "Apologize. Now!" She squealed, her eyes blazing.
James laughed as Sirius clutched his shin in painful remorse, "That'll show him! Lily where did you learn to kick so hard?"
She turned on him without so much as a smile. "Don't tell me you had nothing to do with this James! That was not funny!" She delivered him a blow to the head, via her Herbology book.
"OW! What was that for?" He exclaimed innocently. "I'm sure you looked quite good in feathers."
Lily glared at James for a split second, before turning and walking off huffily.
That was how the peace between James and Lily was ended abruptly. At this point James only held her in mild contempt and amusement, but Lily was not quick to forgive and forget.
While the boys plotted further pranks to bestow on unsuspecting victims, Lily drew Brittany and Dora away from the mischievous foursome, although neither girl held a grudge half as large as Lily's. the girls followed her none-the-less, out of the pure fun of a battle of the sexes.
For Brittany and Dora at least, boys were beginning to get some attention as human beings, although Lily had yet to find the reason why they inhabited the planet.
"Boys are dumb!" she vented, pacing the common room in annoyance. Her two friends nodded vaguely, both of them caught up in an epic game of chess. Wizard chess seemed to be one of the only things Dora was good at. She was currently whipping Brittany's butt.
"I swear if they pull one more prank on us," Lily fumed, "I'll rip their hair out!"
"Their prank wasn't as bad as Malfoy's," Dora put in quietly.
"Well, it was their fault that the Slytherin's pulled that prank on us in the first place. If we hadn't been with James and the others, they wouldn't have bothered with us. We aren't the ones with a grudge against them!" Lily shouted toward her friends.
They didn't dare say another word in opposition after seeing the murderous look upon the red-head's face. Lily had already proven just how far her temper extended.
Whenever Malfoy and his cronies met a Gryffindor in the hall, they sneered and spouted insults. Terrance had even taken a swing at Sirius once. Sirius had ducked, and Terrance's fist had connected painfully with the wall.
Even Lily and the girls found themselves victims to the Slytherin's hatred. But despite all the empty threats, nothing more seemed to come.
One morning, Lily sat reading the daily prophet, horrified at an article about a series of wizards and muggles who had been killed by a dark wizard, "he who must not be named".
It seemed foolish to Lily to call the murderer by such a cryptic name. She asked Brittany who the mysterious killer was, and she replied in a whisper, "Voldemort."
Lily felt a chill at the familiar name. She had heard of this dark wizard before, and with the name always came a feeling of foreboding premonition.
Just then, James burst into the hall, clutching a letter above his head, which he was waving about excitedly.
Forgetting Lily's grudge, he rushed over to the girls.
"Hey Lily, guess what!"
"You finally found out what an idiot you are," she muttered sarcastically.
"No! Better. My brother just got accepted to play Quidditch for the Britain Boggarts!" He exclaimed happily.
Lily tried to think of a biting remark but failed. "You have a brother?"
"Yeah, he graduated Hogwarts last year. John was the captain of the Quidditch team. He's so cool! I'm going to be a captain too someday! Just watch. It's in the blood." James raved on, obviously in adoration of his brother.
"That's great James!" Brittany smiled warmly, forgetting Lily's grudge.
A sharp elbow to the ribs made her remember pretty fast. "Why should we care?" Lily rolled her eyes as if James' news was no big deal.
Instantly his face fell. "Well, I just thought it was cool. I mean, my brother! Playing for Britain! I've got to go find Sirius!" He rushed off, his good mood instantly restored.
After he was gone, Lily turned to Brittany. "We hate him, remember?"
Brittany shrugged and busied herself in her eggs. Dora looked about to protest, but clearly thought better of it and looked down quickly.
James and the other boys were all in great humor throughout the next week. They had been sent tickets for several Quidditch games, and periodically got out of school to go watch the sport. Lily was deep in the throes of jealousy, although she would never admit it.
"No you idiot! It only need two strands of polar bear fur!" Lily protested.
"You're wrong! It's three." James asserted.
Potions class was at an all time low. James and Lily argued about everything, and Ludwick made things worse, by pairing them together for every assignment.
"Here let me do it!" Lily dropped in several toad eyes.
"Wait! I already added that ingredient!" James yelled.
But unfortunately it was too late. Their scouring potion had turned a sick shade of green and was bubbling violently.
Lily looked around nervously. "I think we can fix it if we add an extra tadpole."
James rolled his eyes. "It needs a pinch of sulfur!"
Lily pushed James aside and dropped her tadpole into the mix, just as James held the jar of sulfurous powder over the cauldron. James dropped the entire jar into the steaming pot.
The explosion was so loud that the entire class screamed. When the rest of the class stopped, Lily and James were still screaming, screaming so loud that the several students had to plug their ears.
The potion had no visible effect, but both Lily and James, who had been covered in the potion, were in immense pain. Lily felt as if her blood was on fire.
"Nobody touch them!" Ludwick cried out in annoyance. "The potion is obviously highly dangerous."
The professor took his time conjuring two stretchers, and binding the students tightly to them. Lily and James were convulsing in painful spasms.
Ludwick left Terrance and Malfoy in charge of the class, both of whom were snickering cruelly.
Lily was in so much pain that although she heard Ludwick muttering angrily about detentions, the words didn't register.
"Nerviscus potion is a very dangerous concoction. It travels first to the nerve endings, and heats them up until the pain becomes unbearable," Madame Klase explained tersely. "It was very foolish of the two of you to be messing with such difficult and foul concoctions!"
"It was an accident!" James explained. "We were trying to brew a scouring potion."
Madame Klase shook her head, her disbelief apparent.
Lily shut her eyes in misery. She felt drained and exhausted, and was shaking from shock.
"Can we leave now?" James whined.
"Hush, you need rest after such a horrible experience," Klase replied pompously.
The plump nurse waddled over to the tiny red haired girl and pressed a hand to her pale forehead. "Oh my dear! You really aren't well!" She turned back to James, her matronly face set. "No, I'm afraid you shant be leaving for quite some time.
It seemed to Lily that she had spent a great deal of her first two months at Hogwarts inside the Hospital wing, and most if it due to James. Actually, all of it had been due to James.
Lily groaned and rolled over, content at having another reason to hate James.
She was woken quite a while later, to the sound of voices from the next bed.
"Yeah John, I'm sure I'm all right. I'm only stuck here because stupid Lily is pretending to have left over symptoms from the potion."
"I knew it was nothing serious bro, I just was in the area, so I had to stop by and see my little brother."
Lily sat up and pulled aside her curtains, curious to see this famous Quidditch playing brother. James stuck out his tongue at the sight of the red headed girl.
"You must be Lily," spoke the tall handsome man, sitting by James' bed.
Lily blushed and became suddenly shy.
"Well aren't you a pretty little thing. James made you out to be a real monster."
Lily's eyes flashed suddenly. "He's the monster! He's the reason I'm always in detention or the hospital wing!"
John grinned at his brother and winked.
James was not amused. "Go away Lily, I'm talking to my brother, I don't want to see your ugly face!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "Like I'd want to hear your stupid conversation anyway! I don't care what you talk about!"
She yanked the curtains shut about her bed and instantly wished she hadn't. She really did want to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Lily's grudge had grown a few sizes by the time she returned to greet her friends. And when Lothlorien swooped down over breakfast, and delivered her detention notification, it only swelled larger.
"I hate James so much!" Lily shouted, tearing the letter in two. "This is all his fault."
With this said, she burst into tears and allowed her two friends to comfort her in vain. Dora and Brittany shot each other a knowing look. they both liked Lily quite a bit, but there were times when she was a bit scary. Lily was very dramatic, and could be quite the drama queen. She never had a mood that was not intense.
Book 1- A Clash of Wills
Chapter 8- Mishaps and Mayhem
Tension grew among the young Gryffindors, as days passed, and still no sign of the Slytherin's revenge became visible. It seemed too much to hope for that they had forgotten their grievances.
Adding to the list of worries, Remus suddenly disappeared one night. Professor Lacy assured them that he was feeling a bit queasy and would be perfectly fine in a day or two, but Dora in particular seemed concerned.
Meanwhile, James and Sirius had been pulling practical jokes on anyone who they could get near. One morning, all the first year girls woke up to find themselves sprouting feathers from all over their bodies.
Lily's were orange, and clashed quite horribly with her hair, making her appear as if she were on fire.
Most of the girls were irked, but forgave the boys after having them removed by Madame Klase, but Lily was back to her old frenzy.
As soon as she was released from the hospital wing, she stormed up to the two culprits.
"Ah, nice to see you so early this morning, all fresh and feather-free!" Sirius laughed gleefully.
His glee ended abruptly as Lily kicked him hard in the shins. "Apologize. Now!" She squealed, her eyes blazing.
James laughed as Sirius clutched his shin in painful remorse, "That'll show him! Lily where did you learn to kick so hard?"
She turned on him without so much as a smile. "Don't tell me you had nothing to do with this James! That was not funny!" She delivered him a blow to the head, via her Herbology book.
"OW! What was that for?" He exclaimed innocently. "I'm sure you looked quite good in feathers."
Lily glared at James for a split second, before turning and walking off huffily.
That was how the peace between James and Lily was ended abruptly. At this point James only held her in mild contempt and amusement, but Lily was not quick to forgive and forget.
While the boys plotted further pranks to bestow on unsuspecting victims, Lily drew Brittany and Dora away from the mischievous foursome, although neither girl held a grudge half as large as Lily's. the girls followed her none-the-less, out of the pure fun of a battle of the sexes.
For Brittany and Dora at least, boys were beginning to get some attention as human beings, although Lily had yet to find the reason why they inhabited the planet.
"Boys are dumb!" she vented, pacing the common room in annoyance. Her two friends nodded vaguely, both of them caught up in an epic game of chess. Wizard chess seemed to be one of the only things Dora was good at. She was currently whipping Brittany's butt.
"I swear if they pull one more prank on us," Lily fumed, "I'll rip their hair out!"
"Their prank wasn't as bad as Malfoy's," Dora put in quietly.
"Well, it was their fault that the Slytherin's pulled that prank on us in the first place. If we hadn't been with James and the others, they wouldn't have bothered with us. We aren't the ones with a grudge against them!" Lily shouted toward her friends.
They didn't dare say another word in opposition after seeing the murderous look upon the red-head's face. Lily had already proven just how far her temper extended.
Whenever Malfoy and his cronies met a Gryffindor in the hall, they sneered and spouted insults. Terrance had even taken a swing at Sirius once. Sirius had ducked, and Terrance's fist had connected painfully with the wall.
Even Lily and the girls found themselves victims to the Slytherin's hatred. But despite all the empty threats, nothing more seemed to come.
One morning, Lily sat reading the daily prophet, horrified at an article about a series of wizards and muggles who had been killed by a dark wizard, "he who must not be named".
It seemed foolish to Lily to call the murderer by such a cryptic name. She asked Brittany who the mysterious killer was, and she replied in a whisper, "Voldemort."
Lily felt a chill at the familiar name. She had heard of this dark wizard before, and with the name always came a feeling of foreboding premonition.
Just then, James burst into the hall, clutching a letter above his head, which he was waving about excitedly.
Forgetting Lily's grudge, he rushed over to the girls.
"Hey Lily, guess what!"
"You finally found out what an idiot you are," she muttered sarcastically.
"No! Better. My brother just got accepted to play Quidditch for the Britain Boggarts!" He exclaimed happily.
Lily tried to think of a biting remark but failed. "You have a brother?"
"Yeah, he graduated Hogwarts last year. John was the captain of the Quidditch team. He's so cool! I'm going to be a captain too someday! Just watch. It's in the blood." James raved on, obviously in adoration of his brother.
"That's great James!" Brittany smiled warmly, forgetting Lily's grudge.
A sharp elbow to the ribs made her remember pretty fast. "Why should we care?" Lily rolled her eyes as if James' news was no big deal.
Instantly his face fell. "Well, I just thought it was cool. I mean, my brother! Playing for Britain! I've got to go find Sirius!" He rushed off, his good mood instantly restored.
After he was gone, Lily turned to Brittany. "We hate him, remember?"
Brittany shrugged and busied herself in her eggs. Dora looked about to protest, but clearly thought better of it and looked down quickly.
James and the other boys were all in great humor throughout the next week. They had been sent tickets for several Quidditch games, and periodically got out of school to go watch the sport. Lily was deep in the throes of jealousy, although she would never admit it.
"No you idiot! It only need two strands of polar bear fur!" Lily protested.
"You're wrong! It's three." James asserted.
Potions class was at an all time low. James and Lily argued about everything, and Ludwick made things worse, by pairing them together for every assignment.
"Here let me do it!" Lily dropped in several toad eyes.
"Wait! I already added that ingredient!" James yelled.
But unfortunately it was too late. Their scouring potion had turned a sick shade of green and was bubbling violently.
Lily looked around nervously. "I think we can fix it if we add an extra tadpole."
James rolled his eyes. "It needs a pinch of sulfur!"
Lily pushed James aside and dropped her tadpole into the mix, just as James held the jar of sulfurous powder over the cauldron. James dropped the entire jar into the steaming pot.
The explosion was so loud that the entire class screamed. When the rest of the class stopped, Lily and James were still screaming, screaming so loud that the several students had to plug their ears.
The potion had no visible effect, but both Lily and James, who had been covered in the potion, were in immense pain. Lily felt as if her blood was on fire.
"Nobody touch them!" Ludwick cried out in annoyance. "The potion is obviously highly dangerous."
The professor took his time conjuring two stretchers, and binding the students tightly to them. Lily and James were convulsing in painful spasms.
Ludwick left Terrance and Malfoy in charge of the class, both of whom were snickering cruelly.
Lily was in so much pain that although she heard Ludwick muttering angrily about detentions, the words didn't register.
"Nerviscus potion is a very dangerous concoction. It travels first to the nerve endings, and heats them up until the pain becomes unbearable," Madame Klase explained tersely. "It was very foolish of the two of you to be messing with such difficult and foul concoctions!"
"It was an accident!" James explained. "We were trying to brew a scouring potion."
Madame Klase shook her head, her disbelief apparent.
Lily shut her eyes in misery. She felt drained and exhausted, and was shaking from shock.
"Can we leave now?" James whined.
"Hush, you need rest after such a horrible experience," Klase replied pompously.
The plump nurse waddled over to the tiny red haired girl and pressed a hand to her pale forehead. "Oh my dear! You really aren't well!" She turned back to James, her matronly face set. "No, I'm afraid you shant be leaving for quite some time.
It seemed to Lily that she had spent a great deal of her first two months at Hogwarts inside the Hospital wing, and most if it due to James. Actually, all of it had been due to James.
Lily groaned and rolled over, content at having another reason to hate James.
She was woken quite a while later, to the sound of voices from the next bed.
"Yeah John, I'm sure I'm all right. I'm only stuck here because stupid Lily is pretending to have left over symptoms from the potion."
"I knew it was nothing serious bro, I just was in the area, so I had to stop by and see my little brother."
Lily sat up and pulled aside her curtains, curious to see this famous Quidditch playing brother. James stuck out his tongue at the sight of the red headed girl.
"You must be Lily," spoke the tall handsome man, sitting by James' bed.
Lily blushed and became suddenly shy.
"Well aren't you a pretty little thing. James made you out to be a real monster."
Lily's eyes flashed suddenly. "He's the monster! He's the reason I'm always in detention or the hospital wing!"
John grinned at his brother and winked.
James was not amused. "Go away Lily, I'm talking to my brother, I don't want to see your ugly face!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "Like I'd want to hear your stupid conversation anyway! I don't care what you talk about!"
She yanked the curtains shut about her bed and instantly wished she hadn't. She really did want to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Lily's grudge had grown a few sizes by the time she returned to greet her friends. And when Lothlorien swooped down over breakfast, and delivered her detention notification, it only swelled larger.
"I hate James so much!" Lily shouted, tearing the letter in two. "This is all his fault."
With this said, she burst into tears and allowed her two friends to comfort her in vain. Dora and Brittany shot each other a knowing look. they both liked Lily quite a bit, but there were times when she was a bit scary. Lily was very dramatic, and could be quite the drama queen. She never had a mood that was not intense.