Still has no name yet. Sorry, I'm working on it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I am NOT
richer than the Queen of England, and I don't know what will be in the
sixth book yet, and I won't until it comes out. So, there for, I am not
J.K. Rowling, and don't own any of the HP characters. Let's begin, shall
we?
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"Boy, Lily sure was angry last night," Peter said quietly on the way to breakfast the next morning. Sirius glared at Peter, still in a bad mood.
"What was your first clue, Peter?" James grunted. He and Sirius were still upset about the night before, even though it was they're own fault for making Lily angry.
"Well, if you two had listened to Remus, maybe I wouldn't have slapped you," said Lily icily as she walked past them. A few books were piled in her arms because they wouldn't fit into her book bag, which was full to the bursting point.
Sirius grumbled something under his breath, but the words were incoherent. Remus sighed, fearing that Sirius would never learn how to hold his tongue.
"She's right you know," Remus said smugly. "I did warn you not to push her buttons."
"Lily wasn't wearing buttons, Remus," James said absently, staring at Lily's retreating back.
"I didn't mean it literally, James." Remus sighed. "Oh, never mind." He couldn't figure out a way to tell James other wise, so he didn't.
Down at breakfast, Lily was busy reading the same book she had been the night before, when the common room was in peace. Sirius glanced at Lily with some distaste, and threw himself down on the other end of the table. The other Marauders situated themselves next to Sirius, James the farthest so he could see Lily.
The day was Saturday, and there was a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. James ate a few nibbles of toast, and poked at his scrambled eggs.
"You've got to eat something besides toast, mate," Sirius said, shoving some more bacon into his mouth. While he chewed, he stared at a blueberry muffin as his next victim.
"I can't. I'm not that hungry anyways." James twirled his fork around while watching Lily take a drink of her pumpkin juice.
After breakfast, James and Sirius, along with the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, had to go to the locker rooms for a "chat" with their captain.
"I can't get her off my mind," James blurted suddenly as the four Marauders walked along the corridor.
"Who?" Sirius and Peter asked in unision. Remus had no need to ask who it was that James couldn't stop thinking of.
"Lily!" James snarled as if they should have known, which they should have. James had only told the four that he liked Lily a lot about every day. "Who else?"
"Good luck," the boys heard Lily's voice say behind them. James turned around to thank her.
"Why thank you, Miss Lily Evans," James said happily. He grinned at her, but his grin slowly faded when he saw she wasn't talking to him or Sirius.
"I wasn't talking to you, Potter!" Lily said, hand on hip. "I was giving luck to Amos Diggory. He's in the game today, too."
"No luck for us? Your own house team?" James asked, pretending to be hurt. He already was hurt, so he didn't need to pretend too hard.
"Fine," Lily said, walking away from Amos and over to James and the rest. Remus shook his head, knowing what was coming. "I wish you both luck. Maybe you'll be lucky enough to get hit in the head with a bludger and fall off your brooms!"
With that, Lily walked off back to Amos. Then, they walked off together down another corridor.
"Ooh.that was a bit harsh," Sirius said quietly, looking down at his hurt friend's face. "Cheer up mate, she'll come around eventually." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Note: I know, I know. Short chapter. I'm sorry, but I promise the next chapter will be longer. I wanted to make sure that I still had enough inspiration to cram into the next chapter, and make it longer.
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"Boy, Lily sure was angry last night," Peter said quietly on the way to breakfast the next morning. Sirius glared at Peter, still in a bad mood.
"What was your first clue, Peter?" James grunted. He and Sirius were still upset about the night before, even though it was they're own fault for making Lily angry.
"Well, if you two had listened to Remus, maybe I wouldn't have slapped you," said Lily icily as she walked past them. A few books were piled in her arms because they wouldn't fit into her book bag, which was full to the bursting point.
Sirius grumbled something under his breath, but the words were incoherent. Remus sighed, fearing that Sirius would never learn how to hold his tongue.
"She's right you know," Remus said smugly. "I did warn you not to push her buttons."
"Lily wasn't wearing buttons, Remus," James said absently, staring at Lily's retreating back.
"I didn't mean it literally, James." Remus sighed. "Oh, never mind." He couldn't figure out a way to tell James other wise, so he didn't.
Down at breakfast, Lily was busy reading the same book she had been the night before, when the common room was in peace. Sirius glanced at Lily with some distaste, and threw himself down on the other end of the table. The other Marauders situated themselves next to Sirius, James the farthest so he could see Lily.
The day was Saturday, and there was a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. James ate a few nibbles of toast, and poked at his scrambled eggs.
"You've got to eat something besides toast, mate," Sirius said, shoving some more bacon into his mouth. While he chewed, he stared at a blueberry muffin as his next victim.
"I can't. I'm not that hungry anyways." James twirled his fork around while watching Lily take a drink of her pumpkin juice.
After breakfast, James and Sirius, along with the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, had to go to the locker rooms for a "chat" with their captain.
"I can't get her off my mind," James blurted suddenly as the four Marauders walked along the corridor.
"Who?" Sirius and Peter asked in unision. Remus had no need to ask who it was that James couldn't stop thinking of.
"Lily!" James snarled as if they should have known, which they should have. James had only told the four that he liked Lily a lot about every day. "Who else?"
"Good luck," the boys heard Lily's voice say behind them. James turned around to thank her.
"Why thank you, Miss Lily Evans," James said happily. He grinned at her, but his grin slowly faded when he saw she wasn't talking to him or Sirius.
"I wasn't talking to you, Potter!" Lily said, hand on hip. "I was giving luck to Amos Diggory. He's in the game today, too."
"No luck for us? Your own house team?" James asked, pretending to be hurt. He already was hurt, so he didn't need to pretend too hard.
"Fine," Lily said, walking away from Amos and over to James and the rest. Remus shook his head, knowing what was coming. "I wish you both luck. Maybe you'll be lucky enough to get hit in the head with a bludger and fall off your brooms!"
With that, Lily walked off back to Amos. Then, they walked off together down another corridor.
"Ooh.that was a bit harsh," Sirius said quietly, looking down at his hurt friend's face. "Cheer up mate, she'll come around eventually." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Note: I know, I know. Short chapter. I'm sorry, but I promise the next chapter will be longer. I wanted to make sure that I still had enough inspiration to cram into the next chapter, and make it longer.