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Chapter Six
Rounds
Plink. "Ouch!" Plink. "OW!" Plink. "Stop it, Bianca!" Candace yelled. Lily awoke with a start at her yell.
Lily pulled back her curtains to see Bianca sitting outside of Candace's four poster tossing
gobstones onto Candace.
"You said you wanted your gobstones back." Bianca laughed tossing the last one in with the loudest "OUCH!" yet. Bianca got up, went into the bathroom and shut the door. Candace crawled out of her four poster, hair sticking up in all directions.
"I think she's still mad at me." Candace muttered, sitting down on the floor. "You really made a lovely mess of things last year, getting everyone involved. I'm surprised I still have friends."
"So you've finally realized it was all your fault?" Lily slurred getting out of bed.
"I knew it was my fault from the very beginning, I just never wanted to admit it." Candace said standing up and stretching. "And now she's taken the shower first and she'll be in there until breakfast starts. Great."
"Password to the Prefects bathroom is 'winterfresh'. No one ever uses it in the morning." Lily said. "I'm going to the Head Girl room." She picked out a fresh set of school robes and headed out of the dormitory and down the girls staircase. She went out the portrait hole and down the corridor a way until she came up to the tapestry of a large and regal griffin. It was beautiful. Lily gasped as she ran her hand along the fine weaving that made up the griffin. A large and leafy wreath was wrapped around the griffin's neck, and a forest was set as the background.
"Unicorn tail." Lily gasped. The griffin roared, and swung forward to let her in. The first thing that came into her mind when she entered the room was, if she didn't like to be with her friends she would definitely be in there.
A large four poster bed sat by a window that must have been ten feet high and fifteen feet long, all stained glass with pictures of red roses and a large griffin in the middle. Satin sheets covered the bed and transparent curtains hung around with velvet red curtains that could be closed over the transparent hangings.
Ornately carved night stands sat on each side of the bed, one holding a vase of red roses, the other empty for any particular thing she wanted to put on it.
There was a wardrobe next to the bed made of the same cherry type of wood as the night stands, with the same ornate carvings in it. It was large enough to fit three regular sized wardrobes inside it.
A small study table matching the wardrobe sat closest to the portrait door with two wooden chairs cushioned with red velvet next to a large empty fireplace.
"Wow..." Lily gasped in awe. "This is gorgeous! Absolutely perfect...." She walked across the room and opened the door to the bathroom, which was nothing short of splendid as well. The floors were white marble, and a large marble bathtub with solid gold taps sat in the corner. A large shower with a glass door and gold handles sat next to the marble toilet. The sink had ornate carvings of griffins on the edges and the taps were as well gold. A large mirror was placed over the sink that could open and store a large amount of things in it.
She set her robes on the floor, undressed and stepped into the shower turning the gold handle to turn the water on. Lily had never experienced such comfort in her entire life.
An hour later she felt refreshed, clean, and overall fantastic. She stepped out of the bathroom, out the beautiful room, and walked the familiar path down to the Great Hall.
"That is the most beautiful room I have ever been in." Lily sighed. "I think I might move in."
"You wouldn't." Candace snapped.
"Oh, I would." Lily answered smiling.
"Not cool." Candace pouted.
"Oi! Candace!" Sirius called from the door.
"Hey Sirius." Candace grinned. Sirius quickly made his way over to Candace, leaned over, whispered something in her ear, then slipped a piece of parchment down the front of her robes.
"Sirius!" Candace giggled. He waited just long enough to watch her reach her arm down to retrieve the message.
"That was just lovely." Lily said, trying not to laugh.
"Schedules, seventh years." Professor McGonagall said curtly, shooting looks of disapproval between Sirius and Candace.
"Thanks, Professor." Lily said taking hers and looking over it. "NEWT level Charms first, then NEWT Transfiguration, lunch, NEWT Potions and then NEWT History of Magic, NEWT Arithmancy. Sounds fun." Lily smiled.
"Sounds a lot more advanced then me. Regular Herbology, NEWT Transfiguration, NEWT Potions, Regular History of Magic. At least I'll pass exams." She grinned guiltily. "Hey, at least you won't have any classes with James Potter." Candace laughed.
"Let's hope not." Lily answered. The bell signaling ten minutes before classes started finally rang, and Lily picked her stuff up and hurried out.
"See you at lunch!" Candace called from behind her.
Lily entered the Charms classroom five minutes later and sat in her usual seat in the middle of the room. Not in the front, nor the back, yet right in the middle. The rest of the class slowly proceeded in.
"Evans. Should have known you'd be in this class." Came the voice of none other then James Potter.
"Oh god, not Potter." Lily sighed quietly. "Yeah, I'm in here." Lily snapped irritably. Disappointment spread throughout her that another year had come where she would have to compete with James to be the best in the class. Another year of hearing him ridicule her thinking somehow in a blue moon she might like him. All that on top of Head Girl duties...Lily thought she was going to die.
"Ah, Evans." Sirius's voice came.
"Not you too?" Lily groaned.
"You better believe it. I'm smarter then you thought, aren't I."
"Apparently." Lily answered, rolling her eyes and flipping her red hair behind her shoulder.
"Hey Lily." Came Remus's voice from the door.
"Oh! Hey, Remus." Lily answered, getting up and hugging Remus affectionately.
"Sit down! Time for class to begin!" Professor Flitwick squeaked from somewhere behind his desk. Once everyone was seated, Remus next to Lily and, much to her displeasure, Sirius and James sitting directly behind her, Professor Flitwick clambered on top of his books.
"Good morning class, and welcome to NEWTS Charms. We will be working hard this year to get you in tip-top shape for your exams in June. Please pass in your homework from last year." Everyone shuffled through their bags, then passed up the three essays they had to write over the summer.
"Now, today we will start off by taking notes on these five charms." Professor Flitwick waved his wand and five different spells appeared on the board. Lily quickly copied them down before Professor Flitwick began to explain them all in detail.
An hour later, they left Charms, all with cramps in their hands, and ink all over their fingers. "Was that the most boring hour ever, or was it just me?" Sirius groaned, stuffing his notes into his bag, attempting to massage his hand as he went.
"I thought it was rather interesting." Lily replied, flipping her hair behind her shoulder.
"You think anything and everything is interesting if it has to do with learning." Sirius responded.
"What's your next class?" Remus asked Lily, changing the subject before Lily would begin to get testy. He shot a glare at Sirius.
Lily checked her schedule. "NEWT Transfiguration."
"Ah," Remus answered. "I've got that tomorrow. I'm up to Muggle Studies."
"Well, bye then." Lily said giving him a quick kiss before hurrying off down the hall. She entered Professor McGonagall's class, and quickly took her seat next to Candace.
"Hey Candace." Lily smiled, taking her book out, waiting for class to start.
"Hey Lily, how was...Sirius!" Candace said, jumping out of her seat and going to the door. Lily spun around and saw James and Sirius strutting in.
"Oh god, not them again." Lily sighed her herself, turning around in her seat to try and avoid looking at them.
"I think she's avoiding looking at you, mate." Sirius whispered once Candace had sat down again.
"Probably." James answered sadly.
"Moony's girlfriend." Sirius said bluntly.
"Thanks, I needed to be reminded that." James laughed.
"And Prongs comes crashing down from floating on a true love high. So, how's our bet going?" Sirius grinned.
"Not valid yet, cause I haven't gotten her to like me. But I do have a plan." James grinned.
"You have a plan?" Sirius asked, grinning as well. Several girls in the class went into a daze as he smiled, brushing a few strands of hair out of his eyes casually.
James grinned, turning to face Professor McGonagall as she entered the classroom. "I always have a plan."
"And then, with the crack of a knife on wood, the sack exploded, a violent torrid tornado of a storm erupted, ripping the sails right off the ship! But that's not all, instead of landing safely on Itheca, they were blown away, far away back to the god Aeolis." Professor Élan yelled, passionately bringing his fist onto Candace's desk, causing her to jump about two feet into the air.
"Excuse me, Professor," Bianca piped. "But why are we studying Muggle Literature in Potions?"
"Ah, Miss Trevors." The young black teacher grinned. "Anyone care to answer that question?" He asked.
Lily raised her hand.
Professor Élan smiled. "Miss Evans." He said, gesturing to her.
"There's a basis of magic behind the story. At the time, Homer believed everything he wrote to be improbable, yet instead of declaring it fiction, he stated it as religion, as if such a thing had really happened due to the gods."
"Continue." Professor Élan said, taking a seat on Candace's desk. Candace leaned back in her seat.
"Well, when Odysseus and his crew landed on the island of Circe, the goddess transformed several of the men in his crew into animals, from a certain concoction that was honey wine. Yet due to magic, this casts a light on potions. But Hermes, messenger of God had given Odysseus a special plant to make this potion not have an effect on him, which is a antidote."
"Excellent. Take ten points for Gryffindor." Lily's face split into a smile.
'She's so beautiful.' James thought to himself. 'So smart...what the hell are you doing? Stop staring! Think about the plan...'
"Back to Aeolis he went, yet Aeolis thought him a foolish mortal, and would not help him again. So they sailed on until they came upon the island of Circe. At the island of Circe, Odysseus is forced to make a difficult decision in order to get his men back. He must sleep with the goddess, and cheat on his dear wife Penelope. But he doesn't have a choice now does he?" Professor Élan laughed.
"Now take out your books, turn to page four and copy down the potion, read to page seven and copy down the antidote. For Friday I want a one foot essay about the relativity of The Odyssey to Potions class, and the two potions you just copied down. If you need help, I suggest you consult someone who knows a tad bit about what we just discussed and have a little lesson. Class dismissed." Everyone jumped up, and left class as quickly as they could.
"Hey Lily, will you help me on that essay?" Candace and Bianca asked at the same time.
"Maybe." Lily grinned wickedly.
"Potter!" Lily called, banging on James' dormitory door. He was ten minutes late for rounds, and Lily wasn't pleased. "Potter! Where the hell are you?" She yelled.
"Settle down." James answered opening the door. "I'm coming." He smirked and shut the door behind him, heading down the stairs.
She hurried behind him. "What took you so long?" She snapped.
"I'm here now." He grinned, pushing the portrait hole open, Lily fuming behind him. "So, what do we do? Walk around for two hours and look for people who are out after hours, when we're going out after hours as well?" He grinned. "I think I might like this."
"Potter, do me a favor and stop talking." Lily snapped coldly.
'Strike one.' He said to himself.
"What else am I supposed to do for two hours?" James grinned at the expression of exasperation on Lily's face. "So, since I," He said with an air of royalty. "am Head Boy, and you are Head Girl, I thought maybe, only if you agreed of course, we could run an idea by Dumbledore."
"What?" Lily snapped irritably as they headed down the corridor.
"This school lacks entertainment. Chances for couples to snog and not get in trouble for it." James grinned. Lily flipped her hair behind her shoulder impatiently.
'What a pig.' She thought to herself.
'What a beauty.' James gasped to himself.
"So, I say we suggest a Halloween dance for sixth and seventh years."
"What?" Lily snorted, trying to cover a laugh.
"You know you want to. A whole night alone with Moony."
"Why do you call him that?" Lily asked, changing the subject in annoyance.
"It's a nickname. What else?" James laughed as if she had asked a question of stupidity. "So, what do you say?"
"I say Dumbledore will never go for it." Lily huffed, turning the bend and starting down a new corridor. James sighed, and untied his tie casually. "Hey, we're supposed to be in uniform." Lily snapped. "Besides that looks absolutely ridiculous." Lily stopped and quickly tied James' tie. He smiled slightly as her hair fell forward into her face as she tied the knots. He took in a deep breath, loving the smell of her long, beautiful, red hair. "Come on, even if Dumbledore rejects the idea, you want to try don't you? If he accepted it, you could dress up and spend hours and hours getting ready. I mean, that makes girls happy, doesn't it?" James grinned.
"Your knowledge of what girls really want could fit in a teaspoon." Lily snapped.
'Strike two.' James sighed to himself. 'Better be careful if I want this plan to work out.'
"OK, so you don't like primping. But you could dress up and be all beautiful and dance the night away, and I could prove to you I have not been inactive." James grinned slyly.
"So that's what this is about?" Lily asked, trying to resist the urge to laugh.
"Not entirely, but it is an added bonus." James grinned.
"You wouldn't dance one minute." Lily answered, fighting a grin. "You couldn't find a dancing partner if you tried." She finally gave up and grinned. She didn't mean what she said, but she was still trying to fulfill her goal to make him miserable.
"What about you, mademoiselle? May I have one dance?" He asked suavely.
"Make a pig fly and I'll do it." Lily laughed.
"Deal." James answered grinning. 'What in the world are you getting yourself into?' James asked himself. "So, you'll suggest it with me?"
"I suppose." Lily answered. "I would like to see a pig fly before the day I die." She smiled flirtatiously.
'Oh my god, what are you doing? Are you flirting with Potter and actually saying you believe he can make a pig fly? Stop it now!' She scolded herself.
They passed in silence for a while, Lily silently cursing herself, and James too afraid to ruin what he had already gained by speaking again.
Lily checked her watch. 10:30. They had a half hour left.
"How much longer?" James groaned.
"Thirty minutes." Lily answered.
"Quick question." James said, testing her patience at the moment.
"Yeah?" Lily asked. She would have avoided him, yet at the moment she was remotely bored.
"What does the Odyssey have to do with Potions." He grinned guiltily as he rumpled his hair to make it stick up more in the back.
Lily flipped her hair, and couldn't help but smiling. "The gods use magic. Circe has a potion which turns Odysseus's crew into animals. It's a transforming potion, which is what we are supposed to read about. The plant Hermes gave to Odysseus is the antidote."
"Help me on the essay?" He asked hopefully.
"Maybe tomorrow night during rounds." Lily replied.
'Why are you helping him? What happened to making his life miserable?' Lily screamed in her mind. 'Then again, what else am I supposed to do for two hours while wandering around the halls with James Potter?'
"Alright. Thanks." James grinned. He finally scored. She had agreed to dance with him (if he made a pig fly) and she agreed to help him on his essay, meaning she would have to talk to him. No going up to strike three.
Finally they made their way back to the Common Room. "Well, night Evans." James grinned, walking up the stairs to the boys dormitory.
"Yeah, night." Lily said, going up the stairs to her own dormitory. 'Lily, you are finally losing it.' She said to herself before flopping onto her bed and falling asleep, still in her school robes.
Thanks so much! Hope you enjoyed it, and please review! Thanks! And now, onto the special feature. A short story made JUST FOR FUN............dun dun dun dun! Peter's Hour of Doom!
Previously seen in YoukaiGryffindor4's fic, For Your Love:
PETER'S HOUR OF DOOOOOOM:
Youkai: HAHAHHAHAHHAHA
Pixie: Uh...why are you laughing?
Youkai:....I don't know...
Pixie: *rolls eyes* Okay. WELCOME TO PETER'S HOUR OF DOOM!!!! This'll be a mini-series going between Youkai's fic and my fic! And blah blah blah....okay. Let's bring out the victim...PETER!!!
Peter: ...uh...
Pixie: SILENCE YOU! *ties peter up*
Youkai: HERMAN *huggles army penguins* Listen, to kick it off, we'll start with the ever so wonderful famous PENGUIN ATTACK! Used to conquer Canada in 3008...CHARGE *penguins charge and poke peter non-stop...* YOU CALL THAT AN ATTACK---WAIT....*throws fishes on peter*...*penguins attack peter*
~*~*~*~*~*~PART II, Written by Yours Truly!~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pixie: OK, the moment we've been waiting for. Would our assistant, Cho Chang (since that little biotch can't do anything better then be a ringmaster's assistant...lol) please bring out the fireproof glass box.
*Cho staggers onto the stage, levitating a large glass box with her wand. She sets it gently on the ground.*
Youkai: OK, you can go now. This is our show not yours. *Cho slumps off the stage.* Anyhow! PENGUINS! Stop attack! *Penguins immediately stop, and Peter gasps for breath from the ground, smelling like fish.* Now, usher Peter into the fireproof box!
Random Person From Audience: Why is Peter going in a box.
Pixie: You will find out soon! Youkai! Get a piece of Peter's hair!
Youkai: *Takes kitchen scissors and grins evilly.* You've got it. *hands hair to Pixie. Pixie pulls small rag doll out of her pocket, and quickly sews Peter's hair on it's head.
Pixie: You will now all be educated in the art of Voo-Doo! Raise the box into the air! *Cho levitates Peter in the box so he is ten feet above the ground, right above the center of the stage.*
Youkai: Hey Cho, gasoline!
Cho: *blushes* Oh yeah, sorry! *tosses gasoline to Youkai, and another to Pixie. With a synchronized action, Pixie and Youkai raise the gasoline above their heads, as Pixie places the voo-doo doll below Peter in the box. The crowd falls silent....
OK, look for Part III in Youkai's fic soon! I'll probably post it the next time I update, but she's gotta write it first, so It'll probably appear in her fic first. So go read her fic, For Your Love. Go Harry/Ginny fics!
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