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Chapter Three
The Bet
Lily sat on her pinstriped comforter, nose buried in "The Beginning of Magic, and How it Came to be What it is Now."
On her bed lay various books, seven of them being her NEWT classes, a couple of them were Muggle stories like A Midsummer Nights Dream, and Gone With the Wind. The rest of her room was meticulously clean, her spotless peach carpet gleaming, her walls lined neatly with pictures of her, her family, and Remus.
A vanity lay in the corner of the room, spotless and washed, with make-up, different sized brushes and all of Lily's hair necessities lie neatly in a row, nothing out of place.
"Lily!" Her mother called up the stairs. "There's someone down here you need to meet!" Lily groaned at the interruption, but she marked her place in her book, set it aside and walked downstairs.
Standing in the kitchen, was her sister Petunia and a man who looked like he was too big to fit through their doorway. He had no neck, a bushy brown mustache, a red face and large beefy hands. Besides that, he looked like an elephant, in Lily's opinion.
"Good day." He smiled curtly.
"Lily, meet Vernon Dursley. Vernon, meet my sister Lily."
"Nice to meet you." Lily smiled cordially. He took her small hand into his large beefy hands and gave her such a firm handshake, she thought he was going to break all the bones in her right hand.
She winced with pain, and rubbed her hand disgustedly, attempting to show no emotion. Petunia was Lily's older sister by five years. She had already gone to collage and passed, moved out of the house, and now, it looked like she had found herself a boyfriend.
"And you." He smiled at Lily.
"Vernon owns Grunnings, the drill company." Petunia smiled fondly at him, her bony hand had disappeared amongst his large hands.
"Industrious." Lily smiled, with a taste of dislike towards this large man. 'Stop judging him! You don't even know him!' Lily scolded herself.
"What do you do, young lady?"
"I'm still a student." Lily replied quickly.
"Ah yes, cherish knowledge. It will always lead you in the right direction." He smiled cheekily. Lily rolled her eyes in disgust. Of course she cherished knowledge, but she didn't want a man like Vernon Dursley telling her to.
"Well, why don't we go for a little lunch down at Café Lunette?" Petunia said quickly, changing the subject.
"Care to join us, Lily?" Vernon asked courteously.
"No thanks. I have some last minute homework to do before term starts." Lily lied.
"Homework over summer vacation? What kind of school gives homework in the summer?" Vernon laughed. Lily rolled her eyes again, then flipped her hair behind her shoulder impatiently.
"Well, it was great to meet you." Vernon smiled. 'What a rat.' Lily thought to herself. Petunia and Vernon exited, Petunia looking like her hand had been amputated, as it was still being hidden by his beefy hands.
"Well, he seems nice." Her mother said airily.
"What a cow." Lily mumbled.
"That's not nice, Lily flower." Her mother snapped.
"So? He's so fake." Lily said disgustedly heading upstairs to her room.
"Your sister would support you fully with any man you would choose." Her mother said to her retreating back.
"No she wouldn't." Lily called. "She never liked Remus when he came over for dinner in July."
"Well, you know her attitude about your school." Her mother pleaded, following Lily up the stairs.
"Why do you care if I don't like her boyfriend?" Lily asked, turning to face her mother.
"I just want you two to get along. You used to be the best of friends!"
"That was until I became, in her opinion, a freak." Lily snapped.
"She really doesn't think that." Her mother begged.
"Of course she does. She'll tell you. Just ask her. She would gratefully say anything to insult me." Lily answered, stepping into her room and closing the door, shielding her mothers sad, disappointed face from view.
James rolled over in bed, wondering why he felt so miserable the night before. "Lily." He muttered softly, when he came to realization. He rolled over again, rolling completely out of bed. He landed with a thump on the wooden floor of his bedroom.
"Aargh!" He gasped, rubbing his side in pain. He staggered to his feet, out the door and down the stairs to the living room. Lying on his face on the floor sleeping was Remus. A sizzling sound was coming from the kitchen. James rubbed his eyes, realized he hadn't put his glasses back on, and staggered back up the stairs.
He pressed his glasses to his face, then proceeded back down the stairs. He entered the kitchen, where Sirius was wearing a pink and black polka-dotted apron, and sizzling some sausages with his wand.
"Good morning, Sunshine." Sirius said in a high pitched girly voice.
"What happened to your date?" James asked, collapsing on a seat at the kitchen counter.
"What, Roselle? I told her things just wouldn't work with us. She's not feisty enough. I need a strong girl. Know what I mean?"
"Mmm." James answered in response.
"I mean, Roselle hardly ever talked, just kind of giggled at what I would say. She wasn't that good in the bed department either. I want a girl who can take the lead..."
"Padfoot, I don't need to know your sexual frustrations." James muttered.
"Hey, we all know yours. I can share mine."
"You know mine? Do you now?" James yawned.
"Wake up, and yes I do. I know you want Evans. I know she hates you. I know this makes you want her even more. I bet you anything if she actually started liking you, like it would ever happen, but I bet you wouldn't like her anymore for the sole reason that she liked you."
"I'll take the bet." James answered, waking up a bit. "I'll love her forever."
"Did I just hear my friend Prongs say he's in love with Moony's girlfriend?" Sirius laughed.
"Shut up."
"Fine. Then you have to listen to me and my, as you say, pitiful trifles with women. Take your pick. My sex life or yours."
James didn't respond. He just grabbed an apple out of the centerpiece dish and took a bite.
"OK, proceeding on, then, shall we?" Sirius said, levitating the sausages so they landed on two plates and clinked on to the table gently in front of James, and one in front of an open seat. He then directed his wand to the pantry and six eggs zoomed out and landed in the frying pan in front of Sirius.
"So, she needs to be caring, beautiful of course, slightly maternal, but not too much to the point that it would make me feel inferior to her. She needs to be strong, like she can't take any crap from anyone. And I love a challenge so she won't be the sleazy kind of person who would go to bed with me on the first date. And feisty, like the nice kind girl who has that bitchy edge, that is such a turn-on." Sirius finished.
"Are you done yet?" James snapped.
"Hey, just because I'm not as transparent as you..."
"Who says I'm transparent?"
"OK, describe what James Potter wants in a woman. Two words. Lily Evans." Sirius answered.
"Want to know what I really like?" James asked irritably.
"Nah, I don't really care anymore." Sirius answered lightly, zooming the eggs to the plates on the table. He came and sat down and began to eat with his hands.
"You forgot toast, and silverware." James stated.
"Geh ih youfelf." Sirius said through a mouthful of eggs. James shrugged and joined in suit to eat with his hands. Just then Candace staggered into the room, face slightly pale and her hair sticking up in all directions.
"Morning, beautiful." Sirius grinned.
Candace rolled her eyes and sat down next to James. "Who spiked the goddamn punch?" She asked rubbing her eyes. She realized James and Sirius were eating with their hands. She attempted to suppress a laugh, but to no avail.
"That was me." Sirius grinned.
"I hate you." She answered. "You know that don't you, Sirius Black?"
"How long were you hung over for?" He asked eagerly.
"Six to about an hour ago." She answered with disgust riddled in her voice.
"Breakfast?" Sirius asked, grinning even broader.
"No thanks." She answered, holding her stomach. "Am I the only idiot who fell for it?"
"Nope." Sirius answered cheerfully. "Moony's laying on his face in the living room, Wormtail's got his head glued to the upstairs toilet, and Bianca Trevors is still asleep in the upstairs guest bedroom. The rest of them went home last night, drunk, but not enough to have to stay."
"I hate you. Poor Bianca. She's so innocent too." Candace muttered, getting up and pouring herself a glass of water from the jug on the windowsill.
"What about Wormtail? Poor innocent little Wormtail, never had a drink in his life until I came along." Sirius laughed sarcastically.
"I don't care about that prat."
"Ooh, harsh." Sirius laughed, obviously enjoying how feisty Candace was being after her three hour hangover. The only thing that James was thinking about was wondering what he was thinking when he made out with a drunk Candace the night before.
"James," She said, turning to him. "Please tell me nothing happened last night." She said, looking hopeful.
"Oh..." James said, surprised she had mentioned anything. "What do you mean by nothing?"
"Like, no bedroom stuff or anything? I mean, you weren't drunk were you?"
"Madly depressed, but not drunk." James admitted. "Just a bit of snogging, but no more."
"OK, good. I was worried for a while. Wasn't sure how low you would stoop." She grinned, teasing him.
"Anyways," Sirius interrupted bringing the attention back to him. "Term starts in three days, and Prongs here has a whole train ride with Lily Evans."
"Still onto her, are you?" Candace asked with interest.
"Thanks, Padfoot." James answered, getting up and putting his dish in the sink.
"Anyhow, so he's off the list of my favorite people to sit with, so Candace, would you like to take his place?"
"Is it supposed to be an honor?" She asked in a falsely "honored" voice.
"If you want it to be." He answered flirtatiously.
"I'll see if my schedule will work with you, then maybe you will be the one graced with my presence." She flashed a smile at Sirius. "I'm heading out. Happy Birthday, James. Thanks for the good time last night." She said in a sexy voice, then smiled before leaving the kitchen to get her stuff before she left.
"You weren't lying when you said only snogging were you?" Sirius asked quickly.
"No I wasn't lying."
"Good." Sirius answered.
"Why?" Sirius just stared out the door for a while before answering.
"Man, she is it." Sirius muttered in awe.
"Right. Last night she was not bad, and now she's ultimate goddess?"
"How did she kiss?" He asked eagerly.
"She was drunk." James answered fairly. "Besides, I can't judge. I only did it cause I was bored. But now that you do mention it, I have an entire train ride with Evans. Who know's what could happen?"
"So, do we have a bet?" Sirius asked. "She likes you, you don't like her anymore."
"It's a deal. Loser..."
"Gives up female interaction for lent. No kissing, snogging, touching, you know what I mean."
"That's not fair for you, Padfoot my friend. Two weeks you'll go without. If you went for longer your balls would fall off." James laughed before leaving the room.
A train ride with Evans...only time could tell what would happen.
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