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-Il Pleut
-In Which We Share a Room
Lily Evans was dog tired. Never before in her life could she ever remember being this tired. All she wanted to do was trudge up to her dorm, crash on her bed, and unpack the next morning. Which was why she groaned inwardly when Dumbledore summoned her and James up to the teachers table.
"Ah, Miss Evans, Mister Potter. I trust your ride here was a good one? Good." He said, ignoring the death glares Lily and James exchanged.
"Now, as Head Boy and Girl you two will be required to-"
"Oh, that reminds me sir, I wanted to resign from my post." Lily cut in icily.
"Wha-? I'm afraid that would be quite impossible Miss Evans. You see, we chose you two out of the entire school because you showed the most stamina, creativity, patience, and authority over all the other students. So, as you can see, that is not an option. You will be Head Girl. I'm sure you and Mister Potter can work around your disagreements from the past." His eyes twinkled merrily.
Lily groaned inwardly again. 'Ok, so I HAVE to be Head Girl...Just let me go to BED'
"Now, if you two will please follow me, I will personally escort you to your dormitories."
Lily couldn't help but smile. 'THANK you'. She looked over at James, and by the look on his face, he couldn't have agreed more with her.
She was blindly following Dumbledore, until she realized this wasn't the way to the Gryffindor common room, or the dorms either for that matter.
Dumbledore glided to a halt in front of a picture of a fairie skipping from flower to flower.
"Vanilla Sugar." He said clearly. The fairie laughed in a twinkling voice, and the picture opened to reveal the nicest place Lily had ever seen.
It was a square room, of a very large size. The walls were deep crimson, the carpet was gold tinged. There was one large fire burning merrily on one wall, deep armchairs and sofas were arranged haphazardly around it. On another wall, there was a smaller fire, with a relatively large table near it, and by the table, were two chairs. On the other wall, there were three doors. And on the wall they had just come from, there was just one door, and a light switch.
"Wow..." Lily whispered, overwhelmed. 'And I thought the Gryffindor common room was nice'
"Woah..." James said in awe. 'And I thought the Gryffindor common room was nice.'
"You like?" Dumbledore asked gleefully.
"Yeah...I love it." Lily replied.
"Now, I will show you to your rooms." Lily let out a sigh of relief, and next to her, she heard James do the same. They both turned around toward the door they had come through.
"Miss Evans, Mister Potter. Where do you think you are going?"
"Ummm...to our rooms?" James replied matter-of-factly.
"No no. Your rooms are this way." He began to glide across the room to the three doors across the way.
"Oh no. Oh nononono. There is no WAY I am sleeping in the vicinity of THAT." Lily said, pointing at James.
"Um sir? What about our dorms? And our friends?"
"Your new dorms are here, and your friends will still be there when you wake up if you don't mind me saying.... Well, if it makes you feel any better, I will go up and tell them. But first, Lily, your room is the one most left, James, your room is in the middle, and that last door is the bathroom."
"Wait, we get our own ROOMS?" James asked, not daring to believe it.
"In a manner of speaking, Yes. You do get your own rooms. Now, Goodnight. Have a peaceful night."
"Wait sir I-" Lily began. But Dumbledore had already gone.
"So I guess it's just you and me Evans."
"Whoopdeedoo."
"Goodnight then."
"Whatever."
Lily and James walked into their rooms, shut the door and yelled in frustration. It was only until they heard the other, that they realized that they DIDN'T have their own rooms. They had to share it. With each other. This inevitably caused another bout of angry yelling into their respective pillows.
"I'm going to go talk to Dumbledore, Potter. And if I find you have laid one TOE on my side of the room...woe betide you." She swept out of the room and ran up to the stone Gargoyle that marked Dumbledores office.
"Lemon Drop! Orange Peel! Marshmallow Peep! Chocolate Frog! Every Flavored Beans!" Lily stood there yelling every candy she could think of at the stone Gargoyle. 'Great. Now I have a headache.' "Oh, where's an Advil when you need it?" she screamed at it, and slowly, it began to rise up. "Advil?? That's the password?"
She rode the stone steps up till she got to the door. She knocked angrily on it.
"PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE! I NEED TO SPEAK TO YOU!"
The door opened, and there stood the object of her anger.
"You SAID we had our own rooms!"
"In a manner of speaking."
"You SAID you'd tell our friends that we wouldn't be up there!"
"I did do just that, yes."
"Where's all our stuff?"
"It's up there under your beds."
"And I'm supposed to share a room with Potter?"
"As a responsible Head Girl, yes."
"And how do you suggest I tell him to keep his stuff on his side?"
"Be creative Miss Evans. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get some shuteye. Goodnight."
And he closed the door on Lily. The stone Gargoyle began to slowly rotate downwards again until she was on solid ground again. She stormed back up to the Head's dorm, shouted the password at a now ruffled fairie, and stormed into her room, knowing before she got there, she wouldn't get away from her problems.
"So where's our stuff?"
"Under the bed."
"What'd he say?"
"He expected us to handle this as Head Boy and Girl."
Lily sat on her bed, opposite James.
"Well, first things first, what time is it?"
James looked at her funny, "Why?"
"When I want you to know why, I'll tell you." She snapped.
"8:32. Why?"
"You don't give up do you? I want to get to bed by 10. That gives me just enough time to scoot my bed over to that wall, and you can scoot your bed over to the other wall, and I will put tape down on the floor and the walls and the ceiling, to divide our rooms. Your stuff may not pass THIS line." She said, taping tape down on the floors and ceiling and walls.
"And YOUR stuff may not pass THAT line either!" James said pointedly, angry that Lily was this paranoid.
"Ok DUH! Now, Rules. Rule number ONE. I will wake up at 7:00 sharp, and I WILL take my shower first. It takes me an hour to get ready, so by the time you wake up at 8:00, I will be finished. You will get ready. I don't know how long that takes you, but you should be done before 10 when our first class begins. Comprende? After classes, when we have to do our homework, I will be up in the Gryffindor Common Room working on my homework with my friends. You can do whatever you so please. At 8:00 after dinner, I will be in the bathroom getting ready for bed. That will take me fifteen minutes. DO NOT RUSH ME. After that you may do whatever you want. You WILL NOT snore, or I will hex you to your next life. You may not sleep talk, sleep walk, or move constantly. UNDERSTAND???"
"Fine. But neither can you."
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
Lily stomped off to the bathroom to grab her fifteen minutes.
By the time they were both finished unpacking, organizing their rooms, pushing their beds over, and moving chairs in from the common room, it was plenty late.
"Later than 10 I'm guessing." Lily said sadly.
"Yup." James confirmed, looking at his watch, which read 1:00
"How in the world did it take us that long?"
"I have NO clue."
Lily grinned and climbed into her bed. James did the same.
"Oh man, now I'm GLAD I was made Head Boy."
Lily couldn't have agreed more with that statement. The beds were so comfortable, Lily would have been asleep in an instant if James had not spoken to her soon after he made that comment.
"Lily?" he began, "What happened? Between us...why aren't we friends any more?"
Lily was only dimly aware that he had called her 'Lily', "I guess it was because we made new friends."
"Yeah...I guess. Goodnight Evans."
"Goodnight Potter."
They both fell asleep very soon after that.
"POTTER!" Lily yelled angrily pounding at the door to the bathroom.
"What?" James yelled back.
"WHAT ABOUT LAST NIGHT?"
"What ABOUT last night?"
"I am supposed to be in there! NOT YOU!"
"YOU didn't wake up at 7:00! So I had the RIGHT to go and shower up! You'll just have to WAIT!" James shouted back over the run of the shower.
"YOU SAID!"
"I said WHAT??"
"You SAID that you agreed with MY TERMS or rooming with you!"
"I did say that huh? But you broke YOUR part of the agreement by NOT WAKING UP ON TIME! Now leave me alone so I can finish showering up."
Lily sighed angrily and stomped back off to the room. She flounced down onto her bed, and stared up at the ceiling. Ten minutes later, James came walking in with a towel wrapped around himself. Lily looked at him disgustedly.
"What? You expect me to take my clothes in there? It'll get all wet!"
"What do you DO in there! If you put your clothes on the clothes rack on the back of the door, they SHOULDN'T get wet!" Lily snapped back.
She collected her clothes in a pile and marched out of the room and into the bathroom.
'What did he DO in here!' She thought to herself as she stepped into the bathroom, to realize the entire floor was wet. 'Shoot. Potter you will PAY for this!'
She put her clothes on the clothes rack, and put her shampoo, conditioner, soap, scrubby, towel, washcloth, and face wash on the sink by the shower. "I'm going to kill him. She said, looking at the shower, who's tub was full of water.
"POTTER! POTTER YOUR DIRTY WATER IS IN THE TUB!" Lily screamed.
"POTTER!" she yelled again. "oh that idiot is ignoring me huh? Fine. I can unplug that drain all by myself. I just need to find a plastic bag...she looked under the sink, where she found whole boxes full of plastic bags. She grabbed one of the bigger bags, stuck her hand in it, reached into the tub, and pulled the drain.
"That was so disgusting." She looked on angrily as the Tub slowly started to empty.
James grinned to himself as he heard the call he knew was coming from the bathroom.
"POTTER! POTTER YOUR DIRTY WATER IS IN THE TUB!" he heard Lily yell angrily. He grinned, ignoring her to the fullest.
"POTTER!" he heard again, he grinned again and began to rummage through his clothes drawer, looking for something to wear.
'Hmm...Jeans and a T-shirt...maybe a button up shirt on top of that...unbuttoned of course...What color... Hmm...Well Blue Jeans obviously. White shirt. God do I only HAVE white shirts? And I think a blue over shirt to accent my to-dye-for-eyes'
He chuckled at his own joke.
'James Potter you are a loser. Laughing at your own corny jokes.' He thought to himself as he put on his clothes of the day.
He could hear Lily rummaging around under the sink, then water draining out of the tub.
'Darn! She found a way to drain it.' He thought grumpily punching his wadded up towel onto Lily's bed.
"Ah, THERE'S an idea." He said quietly to himself. He took all of his stuff, and spread it out all over the floor.
"Makes for good Decoration...'He thought, looking at his shirts, boxers, pants, socks, shoes, books, and junk spread all over his side, and spilling over onto Lily's side.
He became aware that the water was running. 'How long has she been in there? Ten Minutes? Five?' He wanted to see her expression when she saw his stuff all over the floor of her room, and his wadded up towel laying nonchalantly on her bed.
He grinned in anticipation.
Lily smiled happily to herself as steam filled bathroom, and stepping into the shower, she washed her troubles and worries away for thirty minutes.
James heard the water turn off. 'Good, Not long now!' he thought happily.
Lily got dressed, put on lotion, brushed her teeth, put on blush, put on lipstick, brushed her hair, blow dried her hair, brushed her hair again, styled her hair, sprayed just a little bit of hairspray, put on deodorant, wiped off the floor with the floor towel, hung her towel up on the towel rack, and marched out of the bathroom in a record time of forty five minutes. (An hour and a half if you count the ENTIRE time she was in the bathroom)
James could hear the blow drier turning on...then off. Then he heard the sound of an aerosol can being sprayed. The sound of her hanging her towel up, and then the undeniable slam of a door, and Lily's footsteps walking to her door.
Lily shoved open her door, only to be shocked at the sight that met her bright green eyes.
"POTTER! WHAT is YOUR stuff doing ALL OVER MY side of the room???"
"It was too clean. It needed some manly décor."
"And what's with the TOWEL on my BED?? EW! Is that the towel that you were WEARING???"
"Nothing more, nothing less."
"POTTER! GET-YOUR-STUFF-OUT-OF-MY-SIDE-OF-THE-STUPID-IDIODIC-RETARDED-GOOD-FOR-NOTHING-ROOM!" She yelled at him, picking up his objects off the floor and throwing them at him after every word.
"Yes madame. Would you like some espresso with that?"
"NO! I just want you to get your dirty clothes OFF the clean floor! WHAT DID IT EVER DO TO YOU ANYWAY??"
"What the floor?" James asked, genuinely confused.
"YES the floor! It doesn't DESERVE to have your dirty smelly clothes spread out all over it!" Lily yelled, picking up one of James's possessions and brandishing it at him, only to find that it was one of his boxers.
"Wow, you let go of those pretty fast." James said laughing.
Lily thought he was laughing at her, "What? You think I'm FUNNY? Is that it? I'm just humor for you and your STUPID friends aren't I?"
"Actually no."
"Then What am I? Huh? Enlighten me Potter. Just WHAT AM I TO YOU?"
"Beautiful."
"Oh cut the junk Potter. I'm being totally serious. See this is what I HATE about you! You are just SO CALM when I'm yelling at you! YELL BACK! GOD!
"I can't yell back. I don't yell at ladies."
"And I'm the Crown Prince of Nevada."
"I didn't know Nevada HAD a Crown Prince."
"GAH! POTTER! WHAT is your PROBLEM??"
"I don't have a problem. Ever thought that YOU were the one with the problem?"
"ME? CH! NEVER! You're the one that's always pulling pranks on innocent people. Always playing the Hero. You don't know when to GIVE UP."
"Yes I do. I just don't like to. There's a difference."
"ARGH! You INFURIATE ME!" She yelled at him. And with that, she slammed her stuff on her bed, grabbed her school bag, and flounced out of the room.
"I was just Playing around!" James yelled after her, "SHEESH."
'No sense of humor that one...' he thought to himself, picking up his stuff from his floor.
Lily was sulking in front of the fire.
'WHAT is his PROBLEM??'
She wanted very much to sock him in the face, but she knew she couldn't. She'd get blamed, and it would ruin her perfect record.
She turned toward a pillow, imagining it was James Potter's face.
She punched it multiple times, angrily.
"What did the pillow ever do to you?" James said pointedly from his doorway.
"WHY are you FOLLOWING ME?"
"ExCUSE ME Miss America! I was just on my way OUT. Like I thought YOU were TWENTY MINUTES AGO!"
"WHY would I leave when I could take my ANGER out on an INNOCENT PILLOW??" She screamed back at him, so angry that she really didn't care if she made sense of not.
"What?"
"Yeah what? That's what I would say considering you've grown to be a real pain in the DERRIERE!"
"HUH? EVANS your not making any sense."
"I DON'T CARE." She shouted angrily and stomped out of the room.
"I didn't even DO anything." James said to himself.
"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE??" Lily asked angrily as she marched back in the room.
"What are you doing BACK here?" James countered.
"I left my school bag if you MUST know. Where'd it go? YOU TOOK IT! OH! JUST SoMETHING YOU WOULD do! Where is it? In the TOILET? On the ceiling? In the FIRE MAYBE?"
"It fell when you stood up. It's right by the chair." James said quietly.
"Oh." Lily stopped ranting and glanced over. Sure enough her bag was right there.
"TELL me next time." She grabbed her bag and walked out of the room angrily.
"What's eating her?" James thought moodily swinging his bag over his shoulder and following Lily out...after giving her five minutes head start.
'I pity the next thing that runs into her in the Hallway' He thought as he trudged wearily down to the Great Hall.
"Alyssa! WAKE UP SLOWPOKE! We have to get down the breakfast and talk to Lily!" Tara yelled in her ear.
"ALYSSA!" Mariel screamed, shaking her back and forth.
"Go-way." Alyssa mumbled.
"We have to talk to LILY!" Tara said in surprise, as Lily came storming into the room.
"Out of curiosity, how did you get the password?" Mariel asked.
"I didn't. I followed a first year in. You guys wouldn't BELIEVE what happened last night and this morning. ALYSSA. Wake UP!" Lily yelled.
"You are the ONLY person who knows how to wake her up..."Mariel said with a laugh.
Lily bent down so she was level with Alyssa's face. She leaned in toward her and whispered creepily, "Clowns."
Alyssa was up like a shot.
Meanwhile, Lily, Mariel, and Tara were laughing.
"That is SO not funny guys. LILY! Ohmigosh! How was it sharing a common room with Potter?"
"Oh we shared more than a common room." Lily said darkly.
"Oh my goodness. You guys had to share a ROOM??" Tara exclaimed, brushing her long black hair in front of the mirror.
"Oh yeah." Lily said, sinking down on what used to be her bed.
"So?" Alyssa asked, wiping the sleep out of her eyes.
"So I try to set the rules the night before...and I wake up TWO MINUTES PAST SEVEN, and he's in the bathroom already! The UNJUSTNESS of it ALL! AND he didn't drain the tub. AND he made the floor all wet! AND he walks in wrapped in his TOWEL."
"Oh I wouldn't mind seeing THAT!" Tara commented flirtingly from in front of the mirror.
"Oh GOD Tara! NEVER." Lily countered, shivering at the thought of EVER thinking of James Potter THAT way.
"But you've at least stopped arguing so much right?"
"No. MARIEL. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT SHARING A ROOM WITH HIM WILL MAKE US STOP ARGUING??"
"Well" began Alyssa from the bathroom, "At least you don't have to put up with the spoiled princesses in THIS room."
Lily was relieved for at least that, "Yeah can you imagine if I had to dorm with them AND POTTER?"
"Ooo makes me shiver all over with UN anticipation!" Tara said, putting her hair up in a high ponytail, and braiding that.
"Hahaahahaha! Oh My goodness Lils, HOW did you separate the rooms?" Alyssa asked emerging from the bathroom, perfectly made up except for her hair, which was hanging limply from being wet.
"I put TAPE down on the floor, and the walls, and the ceiling. But you guys-"
"French Braid please." Alyssa said, plopping herself down on the floor in front of Lily and gesturing at her hair.
"No but you guys should have SEEN the common room! I have to show it to you sometime." Lily said, slowly beginning to French braid Alyssa's hair.
"Nice?" Mariel asked, putting her hair into two pigtails.
"Really nice." Lily responded.
"So get this, AFTER she puts tape down on the floor of our room, she starts laying out all these rules!" James exclaimed, laughing.
The Marauders were sitting at the breakfast tables in the Great Hall, chatting about James's night.
"You guys SERIOUSLY had to share a same ROOM?" Sirius goggled.
"Yes you sicko." James responded, shoving Sirius away from him.
"WHAT? I am NOT a sicko! Then what?"
Remus rolled his eyes and bit into his toast.
"So then I wake up at 6:56, and Lily said that she'd be awake at seven sharp. And by the time 'seven sharp' rolled around, and she STILL hadn't woken up, I took my shower. Oh she was furious when she found out I dripped water all over the floor, and I kept the tub full of water." He wiped tears of mirth from his eyes.
"You make all this fuss about how you 'TRY' to get her to like you...when really you don't." Remus put in suddenly.
James turned his head to look uncertainly at Remus.
"I just think that you should treat her more like a real person if you want her to start liking you before this year is out." He said with a shrug.
"Ignore Remmie-poo" Sirius said jokingly, "What happened next?"
"Then when she went in to shower, I put all of my stuff all over her side of the room. She was mad when she came back, I'm telling you that. She picked up one of my boxers by accident, and when she found out what it was, she dropped it like a hot potatoe!"
Sirius and Peter roared with laughter. Remus just continued to eat as if nothing was said.
"What's with you?"
"I still think that you should be treating her more sagely if you want her to like you."
James rolled his eyes at him, and continued to chat it up to Sirius and Peter.
Seconds turned into Minutes. Minutes turned into Hours, and by the end of the day, all James wanted to do was to crash on his bed and sleep. But dear sweet Lily Evans had different plans for him.
James trudged into the Heads Common Room, totally exhausted. He plowed into his room and collapsed on the bed.
He sniffed.
WHAT was that SMELL? It smelled like perfume...ON HIS BED??
He sat up abruptly and nearly screamed at the sight that met his eyes.
Lily's clothes were now scattered all over the floor of the room.
He swung his legs off of the bed, and stood. He jumped five feet up into the air when he realized he was standing on one of her bras, only to realize with anger and fright that he had done a graceful landing onto one of her underwears.
He ran his hand through his hair. This was NOT how it was supposed to be. Lily was supposed to subject to being pranked and meekly accepted it. She wasn't supposed to RETALIATE.
James bent over to get his pillow. He smelled it. It smelled like roses.
"EVANS! EVANS GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE NOW!" he yelled, so angry he was seeing red.
"Yes Potter? What is SO important that you have to interrupt me from my nightly beauty regimen?" She asked sweetly, walking in from the bathroom.
"This-You-How-Can't-You-" he sputtered angrily.
"I can and I will. You did it to me. I have the right to retaliate." She responded, not bothered in the least with James's stormy demeanor. And with that, she walked back to the bathroom and locked the door.
"EVANS! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I'M JAMES POTTER!" He yelled through the wall of the bathroom.
When it became apparent that Lily was NOT going to come back and pick up her clothes, James decided to do it for her.
He picked each garment up off the ground with his thumb and forefinger, and carried it at arms length to her side of the room.
Then, deciding that that wasn't enough, he sprayed his cologne over each article of clothing before throwing it down on the floor on her side.
He then walked over to her bed, and sprayed his cologne over the top of it, so a fine layer of it settled down on Lily's bed. Then he picked up her pillow, and let loose on it. When he was done with it, it smelled like it was soaked in the stuff.
He walked back to his side of the room, plopped down on the bed, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.
He heard Lily come back in the room and chuckle to herself when she found all of her clothes on her side. Then he heard her collapse down onto her bed, smell her pillow and utter a noise of disgust. Then he heard her march over to where he was 'sleeping'. He then felt his pillow pull out from under his head.
"Hey what was THAT for?"
"I figure we'll each sleep better on pillows that smell like ourselves." Lily commented dryly, marching back over to her bed, groaning angrily when she smelled the duvet and the comforter.
"You will pay for that Potter."
But James didn't hear, he was already passed out on his bed.
A/N: Well that was chappy two? How'd you like it? I know they spend most of their time arguing. That's the point. Trust me, it'll get better I swear. Reviews welcome! Merci!
-Il Pleut