(A/N: Yes I am ALIVE! Hello people! Thanks for the reviews everybody! Maybe I should stop promising because I obviously can't keep them. But I am going to start writing some ONE-SHOTS.
Okay, did you guys like chapter 7? I thought it was pointless but I think chapter 8 would be slightly interesting…
Disclaimer: You know that I so didn't make up the whoel idea of Harry Potter. We should all owe that to the incredible J.K. Rowling and her beautiful imagination. Though, characters you're not familiar with are mine (unless you forgot some). And the plot, you could say, is sort of mine (not that I intended to copy others.)
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I know it's irresponsible of me, but I hate how I wrote this chapter. You see I started to write this chapter 3 months ago and never ended up finishing it. I want to write nicely. The style is so childish to me. I want to write paragraphs instead of only dialogue. So I hope I do better next chapter. I really wanna update all my other fics!
I JUST TURNED 15 YEARS OLD YAY!!!!! Happy Birthday to me, Happy birthday to me! Happy Birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to meeeeeeeeeee!
Important Note: For my other fics, Side's Ways and From A Mirror's Point Of View, they will be on hiatus; more so for Side's Ways since I have to restart my 2nd chapter. I will be starting new fics...well mostly, they are one-shots, so no one has to worry for updates, especially from an inrresponsible author like me.
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Seems Like Forever by pInQuiLLus
Chapter 8: A Trip Down The Aisle
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Lily got the dress she wanted. Sirius was trying to memorise his two sentences for the wedding. James was ruffling up his hair. Lucy was stressing over which colour eye shadow to apply for the wedding. Peter was snoring really loudly. Remus was finishing a Potions essay due the next month. Bella was chatting with Heather and her friends.
The day was still extremely boring… and the wedding was going to start in 2 hours.
"You ready, Prongs?" asked Sirius from his bed.
"Yeah, hold on," he replied. "Hey, do you think my hair should go to the left or the right for the wedding?"
"Personally, I don't care!" responded Sirius. "Are you ready to get into the girls' changing room? Have you gathered your dress, shoes, bouquet, and… What else is there? Oh yeah, underwear, and bracelets?"
"Yeah. Okay, so when do we drink it?" asked James.
"This is what we'll do: remember there's a bathroom outside the changing rooms? Well, we'll drink it in the girls' washroom while the coast is clear, and then we change. I've already set up a little diversion for Chelsea while we're on our way the room, 'cause she'll definitely see through us instantly. We'll sneak in and just act casual… Well, we might want to act clueless so someone can help us," suggested Sirius wiggling his eyebrows. "Now, is that a great plan or what?"
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"Oh. My. God! Where is my necklace?" shrieked Linda nervously. "Where is it?"
"Girl, it's on your neck!" shouted Lucy, jumping on one foot while placing curlers on her hair.
Linda felt her neck and sighed with relief.
Suddenly, Chelsea walked in the girls' changing room.
"Okay ladies, is everyone happy so far?" she asked, looking around and checking her friends in different stages of getting ready.
The girls nodded, but they looked anything but. Nervous, yes; on the verge of a panic attack, yes; happy… not really.
"Well, if anyone needs me, you'll just have to hold on for a bit. I'll be back at the lobby in a couple of minutes."
Chelsea waved, cast a last sympathetic look at the bunch and turned to leave.
"Oh," she called soberly over her shoulder, "Do help anyone who comes in a bit late."
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In the girls' bathroom by the changing room, Sirius and James changed their attire and laid them in two separate piles under the cupboard, covered with the Cloak.
Sirius wore a light yellow lacy dress with a slit. He had matching golden stilettos to match. The shoes had been a bit hard to find because of his big feet.
James, on the other hand, wore a pink dress with red roses all over. He had blood red shoes that had also been hard to find. To sum it all up, James and Sirius looked ridiculous – at least for now.
"All righty then… You ready, Prongs?" asked Sirius raising a vial.
James nodded confidently.
They swallowed the potion in near unison. They hardly had time to frown and grimace because of its awful taste, or feel dizzy, uncomfortable and thoroughly aching due to its effects – they fell unconscious the moment they'd drunk the last drop.
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"Has anyone seen my dress?" inquired Lily frantically, searching under tables and couches of the changing room.
"Please! It's hanging right there," said Bella, pointing at her chair.
Within a few minutes, Lily returned. She looked really different; apart from the fact that her face's colour rivalled that of her hair, she was lovely.
"I love your dress, Lily!" squealed Christy, Heather, and Linda in near unison.
Lily smiled, and turned to Lucy, waiting for her reaction.
Luce was standing in front of a mirror, frowning. She wore a white corset and underwear.
Lily blinked, curious. "Why are you wearing a corset?"
"I don't know…it's not like one of those old kinds anyway, they are one of those stretchy kinds, so it doesn't hurt or anything," replied Lucy distractedly. "You look very nice, by the way."
"Thank you. That's nice, but I asked you why you're wearing it, and not what it is," pointed Lily with a raised eyebrow.
"Er… to look nice?" offered Lucy sarcastically. Everybody knew no one needed to wear a corset just to look nice.
Lily walked away, muttering, "Probably so Sirius takes a longer time to undress her tonight."
Everyone but Lucy heard her, and snorted.
Lucy eyed them suspiciously. "I'll be back," she said, running out the door.
"Okay, guys," said Lily, taking a deep breath. "Can you help me with my hair and stuff?"
The other girls immediately rushed over to help.
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James woke up, and his first reflex was to lift his hand to his aching head.
'Where am I?' was his first thought. 'Why does my head hurt this much?' was the second. And 'What the hell is wrong with my hair?' was the one that actually convinced him to open his eyes.
"Oh," he muttered as he started remembering. He recognised his surroundings at last – the girls' bathroom.
Beside him, starting to come to his – her? – senses, was a very feminine-looking Sirius.
James took a deep breath and slowly gathered the courage to look at his reflection in the mirror. Oh… He was a girl all right. James really looked like his sister – well, what his sister would look like, if he had one. He'd retained his overall features, including his hazel eyes and messy dark hair.
"Prongs?" asked Sirius hoarsely as he sat up. "Is that you?"
James turned. "Yup."
Oh, their voices hadn't changed. That was bad.
"Look!" cried Sirius suddenly, feeling his chest, a delighted grin on his face. "I have boobies! Do you want to see them?"
James grimaced and shook his head.
"I have rather large ones… are you sure you don't want to have a look?"
A disgust shiver ran down James' back as he started pacing around.
"Hey, James," said Padfoot suddenly, "you look really hot, y'know. If you were a real girl, I'd totally go out with you."
"Oh, I feel so special," said James, paying close attention to his voice. He shook his head. "We still sound like ourselves."
"That's true," pondered Sirius. "What are we going to do?"
"Our voice needs to be… a tad higher, I guess."
"Like this?" shrieked Sirius, in a very high-pitch tone.
James made a face and covered his ears. "Well, that definitely shows how much attention you pay to girls when they talk," he muttered.
"Well, whatever," he said, his voice a bit more low-key and nasal. "Let's get there quick. Are you sure our suits will be safe?"
"Positive."
James walked to the door and peaked outside.
"Is the coast clear?"
"Chelsea is going… On the count of three, we run, all right?" James whispered loudly. "One… two – wait, hang on, she's stopped. OK, she's gone; here we go. Three!"
They ran as fast as they could to the girls' room. But obviously, even though it was just a few feet away, they stumbled and fell.
"Man!" whined James, trying cautiously to get up. "How do they run in these?"
"Maybe we should… I dunno, walk?" suggested Sirius obviously.
"We'll only make it there after the ceremony!"
"It's only twenty feet away, Prongs!"
"Exactly! So… we'll run!"
Sirius watched James as he tried sprinting again – only to trip once more.
"Okay," he admitted with a sigh, standing. "Maybe not."
James held on to Sirius' shoulder as they limped to the door.
"Password?" asked the metal lion engraving on the door.
"Why don't we have passwords?" asked Sirius curiously.
"What are you talking about?" snapped the lion. "Every young lady such as yourselves has a password!"
"Right…" replied James slowly "Of course. Er… She knew that. We just lost a couple of brain cells after tripping a few times."
"A few my arse," muttered Sirius.
"What did you just say?"
"Er… I'm – envious of your shoes," he said, frowning.
"Oh."
"Password?" repeated the lion.
"What do we do?" said James under his breath.
Sirius looked like he was thinking hard… but, of course, neither could come up with a solution. Suddenly, they spotted Heather, and walked to her, with great difficulty.
"Heather dah-ling!" called Sirius in a high-pitched tone.
She spun around and smiled.
"I've never seen you before – are you from Beauxbatons?"
"Euh… yes," replied James, trying his best to fake a French accent. He nervously ruffled his hair, and Heather frowned; he then realised that girls never ruffle their hair.
"Can you help us?" asked Sirius. "We forgot the password to the changing room."
"Oh, of course!" she replied, walking away. As she did, she swayed her hips – not on purpose or anything –, and Sirius and James stared, enjoying the view. "No boys allowed."
Their head shot up. "What?"
She wheeled around, frowning. "That's the password, remember?"
"Oh. Of course."
"That's peculiar," whispered James, walking to the room. "I mean, they want us to go in."
They told the password to the lion and were allowed inside.
Sirius gaped. "Hey, they have nicer couches in here!" he exclaimed loudly in his usual voice.
Some of the girls looked at them strangely.
"I mean," Padfoot hurried to mend his last statement, "don't we have better couches than the boys?"
"Here," offered Heather. "You can hang out with us."
'Us' meant Christy, Heather, Linda and Arabella. All in undergarments. The boys blinked, and couldn't help but staring.
"There are two other girls, Lily and Lucy, but they're changing, so you'll meet them later."
Sirius pulled James slightly to the side. "We should definitely do this more often," he muttered.
James hardly noticed. He was practically drooling.
"Who did they say is missing?" asked James distractedly.
"Hayden and Evans, apparently," replied Sirius. "We're not missing out on anything."
"Well, girls," said Christy a bit bossily. "Why are you stalling there?"
"Yeah, no offence," intervened Linda. "But you don't look the slightly ready."
Sirius and James sighed. Well, the price they'd have to pay – hours of make-up, clothes and jewellery talk – wasn't too high… To see girls in underwear for all these hours was worth anything.
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"This bracelet is just too perfect. You need to wear it!" squealed Linda. "Oh my God, it's perfect, you guys!"
James jumped nervously. "Guys? What guys?"
Linda, Christy, and Heather threw him a strange look.
"It's just her nerves," said Sirius, eyeing James.
"Yeah, I'm just nervous," James agreed.
The girls shrugged and continued to prepare James and Sirius.
Suddenly, the door opened.
They all turned and stared at the newcomers: Lily and Lucy were already ready for the wedding.
"Hey, everyone."
Lily, although not all that slim, had a bit of colour and vibrancy, and looked very cute. Lucy, on the other hand, looked nervous, but absolutely gorgeous.
"Hello," greeted Linda cheerfully. "Oh, girls, these are Lucy Hayden and Lily Evans. And these are – wait, what are your names?"
Sirius was about to answer his name in a reflex, but James elbowed his stomach.
"Er, my name is Sidney Crack."
"Mine is Janine Toppère."
"Well, there you go: Janine and Sidney," introduced Christy.
"Hi, I don't think I've ever seen you two around. I'm Lucy." She smiled warmly, and Sirius controlled himself not to gape. She was just so – incredibly – hot. To worsen his predicament, she took her dress off, and walked around wearing just her corset and panties.
"We– well, I was busy snogging with that gorgeous Sirius Black," stuttered Sirius.
"And I with James Potter. I've got to tell you, they were great," sighed James arrogantly, trying his best to sound girly.
Lucy and Lily stared at each other, disgusted with the comments.
"Merlin! No pun intended, Sidney, but are you high on something?" snapped Lucy. "Black is an arsehole! I despise him. He's the most despicable human being in the planet. Oh, and to make things much better, I'm stuck with the son of a bitch for a whole year and bear his stupid child."
"Potter is much worse, believe me," spat Lily, looking at James. "I mean, that whole thing of ruffling his hair all the time… If he thinks that's actually cool, he has some serious problems. He's the foulest man – he's vile. I guess that's just him, you know. I bet he even has a tiny dick – though he might've used a spell to enlarge it."
"Little?" asked James furiously, standing up. "I'll show you little!"
"There's no need to get defensive, Janine," said Sirius loudly. "She apologises."
"I'm sorry," said Lily, not looking like she meant it. "Are you going out with him or something?"
"Well, no…"
"Well, then I'm not sorry. He's a bastard, an arsehole and a player."
James clenched his jaw.
"And Sirius… well, he's not serious, he can't handle a relationship," stated Lucy. "He'll die old and alone. He doesn't know what love is, and he never will – he's a selfish brat who doesn't care about anything except his reputation and perhaps his cocky friends."
"And James is as bad as he is."
There was an awkward silence. Suddenly, the speaker on the wall shouted, "Witches and wizards, you have forty-five minutes! Those who haven't yet started getting ready, please hurry up!"
"Hey, what's wrong?" asked Lily, looking at Sirius and James' discomfited faces.
"Nothing," replied James rather unconvincingly.
Lily walked to him and placed her hand on Janine's slender aristocratic one. "Look, I didn't mean to offend you. I understand you seem to have feelings for Potter. You can't let the pain he's caused you stay with you. You're talking to an expert – daily pranks, seven years in the practice."
James was about to respond when he saw that Sirius' eyebrows were thickening, and his facial structure was starting to resemble his normal one.
'Uh-oh.'
He elbowed Sirius, who glanced at his friend. By the look on his face, James could guess that the same was happening to him. He could feel it: the muscles in his arms were starting to show –
"Well, it was nice meeting you all," said Sirius, standing up in a hurry. "We'll see you around."
"Wait!" called Lucy, watching the two 'girls' as they ran to the door. "Where are you go–"
It was too late. They were already out the door.
Lucy threw the other girls a puzzled look; shrugging, they all resumed their preparations.
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They hurried to the bathroom and spelled the door shut, rushing like idiots to get ready – they had only half an hour till the ceremony.
Standing in front of the mirror, Sirius muttered something about Muggle outfits while fixing his tuxedo. He was clearly annoyed, but James knew him well enough to understand what was going on.
Sirius was thinking about what Lucy had said. There was absolutely nothing he couldn't do – that just wasn't the point. Hayden was right, to an extent. He didn't know what love was or how it worked. But maybe that was because he didn't want to understand love. He'd learned that from his father.
James threw Sirius a glance and smiled meekly for support.
"Padfoot, are we honestly that bad?" asked James soberly.
Sirius tried to seem clueless.
"You know what I'm talking about. I know you're thinking about it, too."
Sirius sighed. "We're not. We're just having fun! We don't want to settle like pathetic idiots… we have needs, and we need variety."
"You're right." James slapped his friend on the back, and cracked a grin. "So, what are your vows to Miss Hayden going to be?"
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The immense chapel was beautifully decorated. With the exception of the seventh-years, all the students were comfortably seated and gaping at the décor. The male seventh-years were sitting in the front, with an empty seat beside each one for the 'wives' to sit after each ceremony.
Professor Dumbledore's small speech on the importance of marriage did little to improve the seventeen-year-old wizards' moods or tranquilize them. They were all fidgety, trying to remember their vows.
The girls were all lined up in order, quite excited, expecting to render their 'husbands' speechless with their looks.
"I can't believe we're going to do this!" squealed Lucy, grinning.
Lily blinked a few times, and shook her head. "Let me just – hang on. You're happy because you're getting married in a fake Muggle Studies wedding to Sirius Black?"
Lucy scowled. "Well, not when you say it that way. It's just so exciting… But then you had to mention him. Thanks."
"Oh, how long will it take for Dumbledore to say this introduction?" whined Bella. "These heels kill!"
"Well, at least you're going first," reasoned Lily.
"That doesn't help much!"
"All right, ladies," called Professor Lovegood. "We're starting right about now. Maid of honours, please take your places before the bride. Remember, your cue is when the song starts."
Remus and Bella's song was the traditional wedding march. Their wedding was quite sincere and touching; every witch watched jealously Remus saying his vows and kissing her.
In a few minutes, it was over.
"This is so unromantic and immensely ridiculous," muttered Lily.
Lucy didn't answer. She was starting to feel nervous – the man near the aisle now was Sirius Black. It was her turn.
He stared at her, shocked, as she flashed a smile to the crowed. She was absolutely cracking.
His little vow seemed genuine – but of course Lucy knew that he hadn't come up with it on his own.
"… So, Miss Lucy Hayden, the love of my life – will you marry me?" asked Sirius with a grin.
"Do I have a choice?" she mumbled.
Lucy's maid of honour nudged her discreetly.
"Oh, Sirius, nothing would make me happier," she replied evenly, and then added under her breath, just loud enough for him to hear, "than to see you cry."
Every second spent beside him was torture. His gaze wondered to her chest often, and her hand was itching to slap that stupid smirk off his face.
Their kiss lasted for about two seconds, but judging by the look on Lucy's face, she was scarred for life.
Most females on the room seemed to envy her – Lucy honestly had no idea why. She sat beside Sirius, hyperventilating, and waited.
A few minutes later, the next wedding song started playing.
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Dreams are just dreams
When they're stuck inside your head
And all it takes is a little help from you
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Lily tried taking a few deep breaths to calm her nervousness, but it wasn't working very well.
"Lily, you look great, really!" said Amber distractedly. "Everything will be over in just a few minutes. Now, do I look all right? Do you reckon James will notice me now?"
A small part of Lily noted how fake Amber's nonchalant behaviour about all this was. Clearly, there was nothing she cared about more than to make James notice her.
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You know it's true
That dreams are for real
When you see what I see
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Lily looked absolutely adorable and more feminine than usually. Her hair was still frizzy, and she still wore her orange glasses, but she looked very different, even though she wasn't as stunning as the rest.
Her appearance shocked the audience nonetheless. James half-smirked and suddenly realised he hated the fact that he was stuck with her.
But it seemed that the song was starting to get to him. Like a Siren…
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And you feel it too
We took the longest road
Just to make it harder
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James threw Amber a flirtatious look, and she giggled.
Lily gripped her bouquet firmer, determined not to be distracted. The song she'd chosen definitely didn't reflect her relationship with James, but that didn't matter. She really liked that song.
Let's do it all again
It only makes us stronger
To Lily, it seemed like hours before she actually reached the altar.
When she did, she forced herself to face that obnoxious bastard of a wizard… James Potter.
James stared at Lily. Her lips were full and naturally pouty pink. And her eyes… they looked so green, and sparkly, and innocent… He wasn't sure whether the sparkling thing was natural or if the sight of him was nearly bringing her to tears.
He suddenly found himself hoping that wasn't it. She was beautiful – it hit him just like that, completely unexpectedly.
And the realisation left him quite breathless. And he was quite sure he didn't remember any of his vows.
He had to say them. He had to say something… now.
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Dreams…
I guess we're just made of dream
Nothing else matters…
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"Er… Miss Lily Evans. I haven't ever noticed… how many surprises you contain. I – I hope that this marriage will show me more things I have never noticed. I know that we can cooperate somehow; we will succeed. You're intelligent, and quite the person to stand up on your own. You always get along with everything just fine – provided I'm not around, that is."
Lily threw him a nasty, disgusted look. He had only agreed to be stuck with her because she was the one who always got 300% regularly in Muggle Studies!
Lily's eyes and lips were distracting James. They were just… unique, in a good way; they looked so – rare, somehow.
He barely paid attention to what he was doing: he put the golden ring on Lily's finger and she did likewise. The situation was so awkward she didn't even bother glaring at him. No shouting, no fighting… almost civil.
Even though, of course, Professor McGonagall had warned them repeatedly that they would really get in trouble if anything happened.
"You may now kiss the bride."
James took a deep breath.
Lily's eyes avoided his. She was scared. She had never kissed anyone before, and she had certainly never expected that the first one would be the oh-so-mighty, oh-so-perfect James Potter.
Lily was definitely pretty, he thought, stunned. Who had said that slightly chubby people couldn't be attractive had obviously made a huge mistake. It's the face that counts the most… and James thought that hers was very cute. Which surprised him, for it went against his philosophy.
James was eager to savour the feeling of kissing her – even if just for two seconds. Their left hands intertwined, he placed one hand on her neck and leaned forward quickly to kiss her.
"And now I present you Mr. and Mrs. James Potter."
No one really paid attention to the words, least of all Lily and James. Their kiss lasted a lot longer than two seconds.
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Diana Degarmo, "Dreams"
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(A/N: Oh my god! I can't believe it. I finished this chapter! Hallelujah! I really dislike the fact that I wrote this chapter rather badly. I'll try better next chapter. Remember, next chapter will be called 9 Days Of Pain, Misery, Woe, Cravings, and Fatness. I'm gonna try update my other fics. I already started on writing a DG one-shot. I also want to start writing L/J one-shots as well. Until next time! I want to thank all of you who reviewed and for those who were patient enough. I am incredibly sorry that it took me 6 months to update. Yup, six, hopefully it doesn't take this long for the next! Bye. Thanks Chris for beta-ing this for me!)
(BR/N: I love that song! The chapter wasn't badly written... though it might have been badly beta-ed... Don't take so long to update next time! Sirius and James tend to have really hm... stupid? ideas. Very entertaining, though. Good job! Again -- don't take this long to update next time!)