Chapter 5: The Smelly Classroom
Remus's p.o.v.
"Hey, Reeeeeeemus."
"Yes, Sirius?" I asked Sirius as he came up to me in the common room.
"Guess what?"
I was about to respond but once I opened my mouth he started talking again.
"Dumbledore said that we can lock Lily and James up in an empty classroom for a week with absolutely no other sign of living life forms around but each other!"
"Well when you put it that way it sounds like were really helping our dear friends." I said sarcastically. He nodded.
"Sarcasm is another language to you isn't it?" I asked him. He nodded.
Ooooooooooooooooooook.
"Alright, so when are we lockin them up?" I asked him. I'm getting a headache.
"Well, God, Remus, when you put it like that you make it sound like a bad thing."
Sirius's p.o.v.
Remus and I came up with a plan of how we're going to get Lily and James into the classroom with out either of them ripping our heads off. We decided that we would first put the body bind on them and then just levitate them to the classroom. All of the teachers and students will be in on this but of course not James or Lilly. Now you might be thinking, 'How in the world did you talk Dumbledore into doing this?'. Well, surprisingly I didn't really have to. All I did was tell Dumbledore what Remus and I wanted to do for Lilly and James, you know, help them get together because they were meant for each other. Not the part about me wanting to make the whole poll thingy more interesting. No, he didn't need to know about that part. We'll once I told him about the lock up thing he just said,' Sure, ok. We can do that.' well maybe not in those exact words but you get the point. Alright, so, when James and Lily get back from the library from doing some stupid transfiguration project thing-a-ma-bob together we'll hex 'em, float, 'em, and lock 'em into the classroom. I'm so clever. Sometimes I even surprise myself.
James's p.o.v.
"Are you ready to go back to the common room yet?" Lily asked. She started to gather her books and stuff to leave the library.
"Sure." I answered. Which was a lie. I rather just stay here with her. You have no idea what a blow it was for me to realize that I like Lily. There I was sitting in History of Magic, minding my own business, staring at Lily (again), and BOOM it hits me. I like Lily Evans. Well you can imagine I first thought that I was going crazy. I mean I use to hate her. I was rude and made fun of her on a daily basis. And then there I was saying to myself that I like the girl. I didn't think that that was normal. But then I realized that i really do like her and don't have to go to St. Mongos. But I can't ask her out because she still hates me. I think.
Lily's p.o.v.
I like James Potter and its freaking me out. It's not normal. I'm supposed to hate him. It's like my job or something. But here I' am, liking the guy. Well, I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me. He doesn't insult me anymore or anything but maybe that's just because he's tired of it.
"Come on lets go back to the common room." I must have sounded sad from thinking about how he wouldn't want to go out with me because he asked me what's wrong. I told him it was nothing I'm just tired. So we walked out of library and made our way back to the Gryffindor tower. On the walk there we were quiet. I was to busy thinking what to do about James. Maybe I should let him know I like him.
"Potter?"
"Yes, Evans?"
"Never mind." Or maybe I shouldn't. What if I tell him I like him and then he just starts laughing at me? I mean a lot of girls here like him. If he found out that I also like him he'll just make fun of me for it and never let me forget it. I'm never going to tell him. In fact, why don't I just forget about ever liking him? It's only just a little crush. I've had like a million of those and they never work out. Ok, then. I don't like James Potter. And that's final.
We walked the rest of the way to tower and I had a lot less on my mine. I said the password and walked in with Potter right behind me. I took one more step and found myself on the floor staring at the sealing. I heard a thud next to me. Was that Potter? Then I felt myself being lifted up and I started floating for the portrait and out to the hallway. I was being carried down hallways and finally stopped. I couldn't see where I was but I heard a door open. So I think I'm now in some kind of room. Then I was placed back down on the floor. I heard someone whisper something and then I could move again but before I could look around to see who brought me here the door closed. Great, now I don't know who to hex.
I sat up and saw that I was in an empty classroom with just some tables and an old dusty desk. Then I turned my head and screamed in surprise. James Potter was sitting next to me reeeeeally close looking right back at me.
"Potter, what you are doing here?" I asked sounding annoyed. You would too if you were hexed, hit the floor painfully, and carried to some smelly room.
"Like I would know." He said sounding just as annoyed as I' am.
"Uh, wouldn't you?"
"Not in this case. Do you know what you're doing here?" Ok, so he makes a point. I hate it when he's right.
"What ever, lets just get out of here. It smells really bad. Oh, our maybe that's just you."
"Ha, ha, Evans, you crack me up." He said sarcastically.
We stood up and walked to the door. I grabbed the doorknob but the door wouldn't open.
"Jeez, Evans, didn't you learn how to open a door?"
"Oh, sorry, it's on my to do list." I rolled my eyes. He's such a prat.
Now he grabbed the handle and I leaned against the wall to watch. He kept turning it and turning it but the door wouldn't open. I smirked as he almost broke the thing.
"I guess your daddy never taught you how to open a door either, huh?"
He scowled and said, "Alright so it's locked. All we have to do is use our wand." He grabbed for his wand but couldn't find it. I looked for mine but didn't see it either.
"Great, they took our wands." I said. I looked around the room seeing if our wands were laying somewhere but didn't see them. But I did see a piece of parchment. I walked over a grabbed it. James came and looked over my shoulder to read it too. It said:
Hello Lily and James!
It's Remus and Sirius here. We feel that the two of you need to spend some quality time together. So we were nice enough to have you locked in here for a week! Everyone is in on it even the teachers so don't worry about your classes. Oh, Remus says that it was all my (Sirius) idea. We'll send you clothes, food, and all that stuff. Have a good week!
Your wonderful friends,
Remus and Sirius
P.S
Don't kill each other.
"I can't believe they did this!" I said. "Our own friends locked us in a classroom for a week. A WEEK!"
"When I get out of here I'm going to kill them."
"How are we going to sleep?" I asked.
"How about on a table?"
] "I guess....What about a blanket?" Just as she said that, two pillows and a blanket landed on the ground in front of them as if they fell from the sealing. "Wow, good service here." Joked Potter. Not a good time. I rolled my eyes and pick the blanket and two pillows up. Then I noticed something.
"Potter, there's only one blanket." Not good.
"Well, I'm not sleeping with out one. It's cold in here." He said. It is pretty cold in here.
"I'm not sleeping with out one either."
"We'll have to share then." I groaned." Well, if you want to freeze than go- "
I cut him off. "No, I'm not going to freeze. We can share the blanket but don't try anything. "He mumbled something that sounded like 'Dang it.'
This is going to be a long week.
Remus's p.o.v.
"Hey, Reeeeeeemus."
"Yes, Sirius?" I asked Sirius as he came up to me in the common room.
"Guess what?"
I was about to respond but once I opened my mouth he started talking again.
"Dumbledore said that we can lock Lily and James up in an empty classroom for a week with absolutely no other sign of living life forms around but each other!"
"Well when you put it that way it sounds like were really helping our dear friends." I said sarcastically. He nodded.
"Sarcasm is another language to you isn't it?" I asked him. He nodded.
Ooooooooooooooooooook.
"Alright, so when are we lockin them up?" I asked him. I'm getting a headache.
"Well, God, Remus, when you put it like that you make it sound like a bad thing."
Sirius's p.o.v.
Remus and I came up with a plan of how we're going to get Lily and James into the classroom with out either of them ripping our heads off. We decided that we would first put the body bind on them and then just levitate them to the classroom. All of the teachers and students will be in on this but of course not James or Lilly. Now you might be thinking, 'How in the world did you talk Dumbledore into doing this?'. Well, surprisingly I didn't really have to. All I did was tell Dumbledore what Remus and I wanted to do for Lilly and James, you know, help them get together because they were meant for each other. Not the part about me wanting to make the whole poll thingy more interesting. No, he didn't need to know about that part. We'll once I told him about the lock up thing he just said,' Sure, ok. We can do that.' well maybe not in those exact words but you get the point. Alright, so, when James and Lily get back from the library from doing some stupid transfiguration project thing-a-ma-bob together we'll hex 'em, float, 'em, and lock 'em into the classroom. I'm so clever. Sometimes I even surprise myself.
James's p.o.v.
"Are you ready to go back to the common room yet?" Lily asked. She started to gather her books and stuff to leave the library.
"Sure." I answered. Which was a lie. I rather just stay here with her. You have no idea what a blow it was for me to realize that I like Lily. There I was sitting in History of Magic, minding my own business, staring at Lily (again), and BOOM it hits me. I like Lily Evans. Well you can imagine I first thought that I was going crazy. I mean I use to hate her. I was rude and made fun of her on a daily basis. And then there I was saying to myself that I like the girl. I didn't think that that was normal. But then I realized that i really do like her and don't have to go to St. Mongos. But I can't ask her out because she still hates me. I think.
Lily's p.o.v.
I like James Potter and its freaking me out. It's not normal. I'm supposed to hate him. It's like my job or something. But here I' am, liking the guy. Well, I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me. He doesn't insult me anymore or anything but maybe that's just because he's tired of it.
"Come on lets go back to the common room." I must have sounded sad from thinking about how he wouldn't want to go out with me because he asked me what's wrong. I told him it was nothing I'm just tired. So we walked out of library and made our way back to the Gryffindor tower. On the walk there we were quiet. I was to busy thinking what to do about James. Maybe I should let him know I like him.
"Potter?"
"Yes, Evans?"
"Never mind." Or maybe I shouldn't. What if I tell him I like him and then he just starts laughing at me? I mean a lot of girls here like him. If he found out that I also like him he'll just make fun of me for it and never let me forget it. I'm never going to tell him. In fact, why don't I just forget about ever liking him? It's only just a little crush. I've had like a million of those and they never work out. Ok, then. I don't like James Potter. And that's final.
We walked the rest of the way to tower and I had a lot less on my mine. I said the password and walked in with Potter right behind me. I took one more step and found myself on the floor staring at the sealing. I heard a thud next to me. Was that Potter? Then I felt myself being lifted up and I started floating for the portrait and out to the hallway. I was being carried down hallways and finally stopped. I couldn't see where I was but I heard a door open. So I think I'm now in some kind of room. Then I was placed back down on the floor. I heard someone whisper something and then I could move again but before I could look around to see who brought me here the door closed. Great, now I don't know who to hex.
I sat up and saw that I was in an empty classroom with just some tables and an old dusty desk. Then I turned my head and screamed in surprise. James Potter was sitting next to me reeeeeally close looking right back at me.
"Potter, what you are doing here?" I asked sounding annoyed. You would too if you were hexed, hit the floor painfully, and carried to some smelly room.
"Like I would know." He said sounding just as annoyed as I' am.
"Uh, wouldn't you?"
"Not in this case. Do you know what you're doing here?" Ok, so he makes a point. I hate it when he's right.
"What ever, lets just get out of here. It smells really bad. Oh, our maybe that's just you."
"Ha, ha, Evans, you crack me up." He said sarcastically.
We stood up and walked to the door. I grabbed the doorknob but the door wouldn't open.
"Jeez, Evans, didn't you learn how to open a door?"
"Oh, sorry, it's on my to do list." I rolled my eyes. He's such a prat.
Now he grabbed the handle and I leaned against the wall to watch. He kept turning it and turning it but the door wouldn't open. I smirked as he almost broke the thing.
"I guess your daddy never taught you how to open a door either, huh?"
He scowled and said, "Alright so it's locked. All we have to do is use our wand." He grabbed for his wand but couldn't find it. I looked for mine but didn't see it either.
"Great, they took our wands." I said. I looked around the room seeing if our wands were laying somewhere but didn't see them. But I did see a piece of parchment. I walked over a grabbed it. James came and looked over my shoulder to read it too. It said:
Hello Lily and James!
It's Remus and Sirius here. We feel that the two of you need to spend some quality time together. So we were nice enough to have you locked in here for a week! Everyone is in on it even the teachers so don't worry about your classes. Oh, Remus says that it was all my (Sirius) idea. We'll send you clothes, food, and all that stuff. Have a good week!
Your wonderful friends,
Remus and Sirius
P.S
Don't kill each other.
"I can't believe they did this!" I said. "Our own friends locked us in a classroom for a week. A WEEK!"
"When I get out of here I'm going to kill them."
"How are we going to sleep?" I asked.
"How about on a table?"
] "I guess....What about a blanket?" Just as she said that, two pillows and a blanket landed on the ground in front of them as if they fell from the sealing. "Wow, good service here." Joked Potter. Not a good time. I rolled my eyes and pick the blanket and two pillows up. Then I noticed something.
"Potter, there's only one blanket." Not good.
"Well, I'm not sleeping with out one. It's cold in here." He said. It is pretty cold in here.
"I'm not sleeping with out one either."
"We'll have to share then." I groaned." Well, if you want to freeze than go- "
I cut him off. "No, I'm not going to freeze. We can share the blanket but don't try anything. "He mumbled something that sounded like 'Dang it.'
This is going to be a long week.