Chapter 10
"Lily! Congratulations!" Hestia locked her friend in a giant bear hug. Lily was grinning literally from ear to ear. She was so happy about becoming Seeker. Everyone else was real bad, except for a fifth year that tried out. She nearly fell off of her broom out of confusion. He'd been fast.
"Oh, Hestia, I'm so glad I actually got it!" Lily nodded. Her face was as bright as ever. They sat next to each other in the Great Hall that day at lunchtime. Neither of them had seen James or Sirius that day, but it was pretty obvious that Sirius was probably helping James around the castle. Madame O'Reily still hadn't gotten that order she placed for the bone-mending fluids he needed.
"Wonder what James will say?" Hestia nudged her friend, giving her a friendly wink. Lily blushed.
"He'll probably hate me. Quidditch is his thing, and here I go, replacing him for the rest of the year," Lily sighed and let her shoulders fall. She really didn't want James to dislike her, the way they'd been getting along lately. Lily could swear she almost had him at Christmastime, but he seemed to slip away.
"Oh, look, there he and Sirius come now," Hestia whispered, pointing to the entrance of the Great Hall.
James stood there, though not in any visible cast. It was either invisible, or the cast was something odd, Lily thought to herself. Then again, she saw James bend his knee. She knew something was up right then.
"James, where's your cast?" Lily said, raising an eyebrow.
"Don' need it." He muttered with a slight grin, limping to the other side of the table. Sirius shrugged. "He told me to take it off for him today. I figured it wouldn't do no harm."
"How arrogant," Lily grumbled and James looked up with a grin. "That's my name."
They all ate in silence, Lily not saying anything about Quidditch and James not mentioning anything about it, although Sirius had probably already told him that she made the cut.
"So, Padfoot," James said, regaining his usual mischievous tone that he'd only used when he was trying to get Lily's attention the past six years, "What's up on schedule for today? Y'know, last few weeks of school, our schedule is pretty full of Slytherin pranking that we forgot to do all year."
Sirius shook his head. "Aye, we have missed out on quite a bit of that. Although I think it'd be best just to do something little." Taking out his wand, Sirius waved it and a bucket of cold water, from the looks of people's reactions, dumped itself on Snape's head across the Great Hall. A yelp emitted from the boy and he glared towards the Gryffindor table where Sirius had already pocketed his wand and shoveled a spoon full of peas into his mouth.
James snickered. Lily and Hestia looked at each other, rolled their eyes, and stood up, exiting the Great Hall. "Oye," Sirius said, swallowing, "You better go after Lily. Hestia and I don' need to worry about stuff like that." James sighed and nodded, standing up and limping out of the Great Hall.
"Potter!" A cold hiss came from behind him. Spinning on his heel, however painful it was for him, James faced a greasy headed boy whose hair was soaked through, as well as his robes, with icy cold water.
"Snivelly, how good to see you," James smirked, slowly and silently slipping his hand into his pocket to retrieve his wand. Snape's eyes darted to James's hand and his eyes narrowed. "I wouldn't try anything, Potter. You're forgetting who is able to walk on two legs without limping." A cold grin slipped upon Snape's lips.
"You got me," James rolled his eyes. "Ah, who cares? Go sit you with your greasy friends, King of Grease." James turned to limp up the staircases, but was hit with a spell in the middle of his back. Falling forward, James's lip bust open from hitting the stairs. Touching his lip, he groaned and flipped over to see Snape with his wand out. A girl stood behind him, her pigtails flopping.
"You see, Potter, you seemed to like blowing my girlfriend's mind to bits. Let's see how you like yours done the same, shall we?" James bit his bleeding lip and glared up at Snape as if he didn't care what happened to him. Truth be told, James was scared witless. He didn't want his memory erased. He wanted to remember his friends, his school, Lily . . .
"Wand down, Snape," A voice from above echoed in the empty corridor. James tilted his head back to see a red haired angel standing only a few steps away from him.
"Aye, Lily, I don' need your help," James snorted, pulling himself to his feet and taking out his wand. Lily glared down at him, marching down the stairs. But as Snape's wand fired off with a shout of 'Obliviate!' Lily had to think fast.
"Disemeriate!" Lily's wand shot off a purple jet towards the beam of light headed towards James. The spell that was meant to discontinue a memory charm worked to its truth. A bang sounded and Snape was on the floor, being helped up by Cessily.
"Ooooh, if I didn't want to beat you so bad next week, I'd smack you!" Cessily growled angrily. She really should've been in Slytherin, Lily thought. With a fake look of terror, Lily mused, "I'm shaking in my robes." Smirking as Snape and Cessily stalked away, Lily helped James up the flight of stairs, then went back to get her books she'd dropped in the process of protecting him.
"Potter," Lily growled as she bent down to pick up her books, "You better be thankful I was here. I'm the only student who even knows that spell." James looked at the ground, clearly ashamed of himself.
"Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry. I was acting like a fool, that's all. Just wish I could play Quidditch again . . ." James sighed and scuffed his good foot against the ground. Lily looked up to him, and seeing depressed look, sighed as well. Walking back up to him, she touched his lip but only slightly.
"I see the staircase jumped out at you," Lily smiled slightly. James smirked and shook his head, looking down again. Lily shrugged and looked around. "Well, we'd best be going. We've got Potions after lunch and I don't want to be late. Now all I need to do is get this here – Wait, where's my Potions book?" Lily looked around, completely bewildered.
James whistled and caught Lily's attention. As he leaned against the wall, a book swung in his hands. A grin appeared on his face. "Give me my book, James," Lily sighed and rubbed her head. James shook his and held the book in the air.
"Nah, I think I'll just hold onto it for a while. Y'know, like a week or so . . ." James smirked, telling Lily that he was up to his tricks that he hadn't done since the previous year. Lily only rose and eyebrow and stepped towards him.
"Oh, you better give it to me, Potter," Lily said in a hushed tone.
"Or what?" James grinned. Lily couldn't possibly do anything to make him give her the book he'd taken.
"Or this," Lily said, stepping yet closer.
"Wait . . .Wh-what're you doing?" James stuttered, backing up against the wall. Bad move, Lily thought with a smirk. Gently, she pressed her lips to his. James was in obvious shock because he didn't seem to do anything.
A few moments later, Lily had gone up the next set of staircases to the Common Room to get her bags. Somehow, she'd gotten her Potions book. James's face was as red as a tomato.
"L-lily?" He stuttered yet again.
"Yeah?" She questioned with a grin.
"G'luck next week, Seeker."
"Lily! Congratulations!" Hestia locked her friend in a giant bear hug. Lily was grinning literally from ear to ear. She was so happy about becoming Seeker. Everyone else was real bad, except for a fifth year that tried out. She nearly fell off of her broom out of confusion. He'd been fast.
"Oh, Hestia, I'm so glad I actually got it!" Lily nodded. Her face was as bright as ever. They sat next to each other in the Great Hall that day at lunchtime. Neither of them had seen James or Sirius that day, but it was pretty obvious that Sirius was probably helping James around the castle. Madame O'Reily still hadn't gotten that order she placed for the bone-mending fluids he needed.
"Wonder what James will say?" Hestia nudged her friend, giving her a friendly wink. Lily blushed.
"He'll probably hate me. Quidditch is his thing, and here I go, replacing him for the rest of the year," Lily sighed and let her shoulders fall. She really didn't want James to dislike her, the way they'd been getting along lately. Lily could swear she almost had him at Christmastime, but he seemed to slip away.
"Oh, look, there he and Sirius come now," Hestia whispered, pointing to the entrance of the Great Hall.
James stood there, though not in any visible cast. It was either invisible, or the cast was something odd, Lily thought to herself. Then again, she saw James bend his knee. She knew something was up right then.
"James, where's your cast?" Lily said, raising an eyebrow.
"Don' need it." He muttered with a slight grin, limping to the other side of the table. Sirius shrugged. "He told me to take it off for him today. I figured it wouldn't do no harm."
"How arrogant," Lily grumbled and James looked up with a grin. "That's my name."
They all ate in silence, Lily not saying anything about Quidditch and James not mentioning anything about it, although Sirius had probably already told him that she made the cut.
"So, Padfoot," James said, regaining his usual mischievous tone that he'd only used when he was trying to get Lily's attention the past six years, "What's up on schedule for today? Y'know, last few weeks of school, our schedule is pretty full of Slytherin pranking that we forgot to do all year."
Sirius shook his head. "Aye, we have missed out on quite a bit of that. Although I think it'd be best just to do something little." Taking out his wand, Sirius waved it and a bucket of cold water, from the looks of people's reactions, dumped itself on Snape's head across the Great Hall. A yelp emitted from the boy and he glared towards the Gryffindor table where Sirius had already pocketed his wand and shoveled a spoon full of peas into his mouth.
James snickered. Lily and Hestia looked at each other, rolled their eyes, and stood up, exiting the Great Hall. "Oye," Sirius said, swallowing, "You better go after Lily. Hestia and I don' need to worry about stuff like that." James sighed and nodded, standing up and limping out of the Great Hall.
"Potter!" A cold hiss came from behind him. Spinning on his heel, however painful it was for him, James faced a greasy headed boy whose hair was soaked through, as well as his robes, with icy cold water.
"Snivelly, how good to see you," James smirked, slowly and silently slipping his hand into his pocket to retrieve his wand. Snape's eyes darted to James's hand and his eyes narrowed. "I wouldn't try anything, Potter. You're forgetting who is able to walk on two legs without limping." A cold grin slipped upon Snape's lips.
"You got me," James rolled his eyes. "Ah, who cares? Go sit you with your greasy friends, King of Grease." James turned to limp up the staircases, but was hit with a spell in the middle of his back. Falling forward, James's lip bust open from hitting the stairs. Touching his lip, he groaned and flipped over to see Snape with his wand out. A girl stood behind him, her pigtails flopping.
"You see, Potter, you seemed to like blowing my girlfriend's mind to bits. Let's see how you like yours done the same, shall we?" James bit his bleeding lip and glared up at Snape as if he didn't care what happened to him. Truth be told, James was scared witless. He didn't want his memory erased. He wanted to remember his friends, his school, Lily . . .
"Wand down, Snape," A voice from above echoed in the empty corridor. James tilted his head back to see a red haired angel standing only a few steps away from him.
"Aye, Lily, I don' need your help," James snorted, pulling himself to his feet and taking out his wand. Lily glared down at him, marching down the stairs. But as Snape's wand fired off with a shout of 'Obliviate!' Lily had to think fast.
"Disemeriate!" Lily's wand shot off a purple jet towards the beam of light headed towards James. The spell that was meant to discontinue a memory charm worked to its truth. A bang sounded and Snape was on the floor, being helped up by Cessily.
"Ooooh, if I didn't want to beat you so bad next week, I'd smack you!" Cessily growled angrily. She really should've been in Slytherin, Lily thought. With a fake look of terror, Lily mused, "I'm shaking in my robes." Smirking as Snape and Cessily stalked away, Lily helped James up the flight of stairs, then went back to get her books she'd dropped in the process of protecting him.
"Potter," Lily growled as she bent down to pick up her books, "You better be thankful I was here. I'm the only student who even knows that spell." James looked at the ground, clearly ashamed of himself.
"Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry. I was acting like a fool, that's all. Just wish I could play Quidditch again . . ." James sighed and scuffed his good foot against the ground. Lily looked up to him, and seeing depressed look, sighed as well. Walking back up to him, she touched his lip but only slightly.
"I see the staircase jumped out at you," Lily smiled slightly. James smirked and shook his head, looking down again. Lily shrugged and looked around. "Well, we'd best be going. We've got Potions after lunch and I don't want to be late. Now all I need to do is get this here – Wait, where's my Potions book?" Lily looked around, completely bewildered.
James whistled and caught Lily's attention. As he leaned against the wall, a book swung in his hands. A grin appeared on his face. "Give me my book, James," Lily sighed and rubbed her head. James shook his and held the book in the air.
"Nah, I think I'll just hold onto it for a while. Y'know, like a week or so . . ." James smirked, telling Lily that he was up to his tricks that he hadn't done since the previous year. Lily only rose and eyebrow and stepped towards him.
"Oh, you better give it to me, Potter," Lily said in a hushed tone.
"Or what?" James grinned. Lily couldn't possibly do anything to make him give her the book he'd taken.
"Or this," Lily said, stepping yet closer.
"Wait . . .Wh-what're you doing?" James stuttered, backing up against the wall. Bad move, Lily thought with a smirk. Gently, she pressed her lips to his. James was in obvious shock because he didn't seem to do anything.
A few moments later, Lily had gone up the next set of staircases to the Common Room to get her bags. Somehow, she'd gotten her Potions book. James's face was as red as a tomato.
"L-lily?" He stuttered yet again.
"Yeah?" She questioned with a grin.
"G'luck next week, Seeker."