Disclaimer: It's been a long road… getting from there to here…
it's been a long time… but my time is finally here…
I own nothing in this world… except for that which you don't recognise…
So please don't be put off by my horrid rhyming… I'm really much better at writing…
And so after BrokenSkye has officially embarrassed herself… hopefully this next chapter will redeem her in everyone's eyes. And perhaps she will stop talking about herself in the third person…
AN: British/ American dictionary –
I don't think that there are any words – but if you read any please tell me in a review and I'll add the word. Thanks!
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End of last chapter:
"Miss. Evans. Is there a reason why you are sitting on Mr. Lupin's lap?" the voice originated from the teachers' table, echoing down the hall. It's coldness almost causing me to shiver – like it carried a draft with it.
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Unforgettable, In Every Way Part V – In Which There is Much Laughing and a Meeting"No, Madame Giles…"
"Detention!" she rapped.
"But Madame –" another voice started, echoing in the hall.
"Miss. Mackay. Continue if you wish to get Miss. Evans another week of detention! …. I thought not." She continued as Karen's mouth snapped shut. "I'll expect you – Miss Evans after tea tomorrow in the infirmary. I have some –"
"Phillipa, I don't believe that that is necessary. I do not think that one pupil sitting on another's lap can have dire consequences."
"Headmaster!"
"Yes?"
"I realize that you are quite new to this school and being Headmaster…" Madame Giles began, the oily words flowing off her tongue.
"On the contrary, Phillipa," Headmaster Dumbledore corrected quite cheerfully, "I have been teaching at this school for the past twenty-five years. You appear to be the only one not to have noticed."
Madame Giles drew herself up to her full height, terribly affronted. But instead of saying anything, she stormed out of the hall, her peaked hat narrowly missing the top of the doorframe.
"I do believe that I will have to warn the house-elves that she will go down to the kitchen for food later in the evening. It will give them time to conceal themselves."
This comment caused the tense atmosphere to dissipate.
I took that opportunity to slide off Lupin's knees – I had no idea they were so bony.
And they were very uncomfortable.
Wriggling to create a space for myself, I earned a few complaints from the other occupants of the bench. But I was not about to stand up and move to another part of the bench - recapturing everyone's attention when it had been so masterfully relieved from me.
"I have just one announcement…" the Headmaster waited for silence, "That is that the Head Boy – Chris Wright – would like to speak to all the Sixth Years at nine o'clock tonight. Thank you!"
Turning back to face the table, I caught sight of Karen directly across from me.
"When did you apperate there?" I asked.
Karen said, as calm as you please, "I came to join in the fun – you seemed to be having a marvellous time without me!"
"But I didn't mean to! I just came to get Sirius –"
"What?" the mention of his name attracting his attention, he leaned over his plate, his chin almost in his mashed potatoes – trying to talk to us.
"Well, I was –"
"The whole point of coming over here was to flirt – I mean to see if she could get the writing off her back!" Karen interrupted me, pouring herself a cup of juice.
"Who knocked over the other pitcher of juice?" she asked, just noticing.
"Um, that was –" I started again.
"Lily," Remus Lupin stated simply.
"When she landed ever so gracefully in his lap!" Pettigrew gleefully reminded us.
"It was truly a sight to behold!" James Potter exclaimed, his eyes twinkling in silent laughter, "She came flying through the air and landed square in Moony's lap!"
"You should join the Quiddich team Lily!" Sirius joined in, "You wouldn't even need a broom!"
"The Amazing Flying Lily!" James exclaimed, his hand tracing an arc in the air – like it was written in the sky.
"Yes, you would be a hit!" Lupin agreed.
"The Flying Flower, would be her nickname!" Black said.
"No, the Lovely Lily!" Potter disagreed.
"Loopy Lily!" Karen corrected – joining in.
Did she not think that I might not like this? Being made fun of because I'm a stumbling git?
She's my best friend!
"Loosing Lily?" Pettigrew suggested – causing everyone else to burst out laughing.
"I – I bet that I could out-fly the best of you!" I exclaimed – the damned up emotions of annoyance and frustration reaching the breaking point.
That caused everyone to pause – laughter cut off in the middle. Before they all spontaneously roared with laughter again at the thought of me on a broom. I was a hazard enough on my two feet – what would I be like in the air?
"I'm serious!"
"No I am!" Sirius exclaimed – making everyone again laugh uncontrollably.
"Oh, my stomach hurts!" Karen complained, clutching her belly.
"I don't think that I've laughed like that in ages," said Lupin.
I furiously scooped great quantities of mashed potatoes onto my plate, glowering at anyone and no one in particular.
"We should keep these two around – they're quite amusing," Pettigrew said, his ears had turned red from his lack of air due to his uncontrollable laughing.
At my expense.
The spoon that was used to serve the mashed potatoes hit the bottom of the bowl with a metallic ring – and I suddenly realized that I had continued scooping the potatoes while listening.
My plate was now heaped with a trembling tower of mashed potatoes, while the bowl had only one more scoop left in it, perhaps – If one was really desperate and scraped – two scoops.
"Don't hog all the mash!" Pettigrew exclaimed, eyeing my plate hungrily.
"Fine!" I had had enough.
I grabbed the serving spoon and tried to place a dollop of mash onto his plate. But true to my… everything! It came off the spoon in mid-air and instead of landing on Pettigrew's plate –
It landed on Potter's face.
It was truly a sight to behold. His expression of utter amazement combined with the white mashed potatoes as it stuck to his face and hair – half of it sliding off his face and landing in his lap.
In horror I sat there stunned – and then giggles erupted out of me, infecting everyone close to me so that everyone except for James and Karen were laughing like it was going out of style.
James' eyes took on a mischievous glint and he threateningly shovelled mash onto his spoon and slowly drew it back to fling it at me.
"Potter! What do you think you are going to do with that?"
Ah, my knight in shining armour! The Head Boy himself!
"Put that down before I take points off! You're Fifth Years! Start acting like it!" He then turned his attention to me. "Evans, there is a …"
Just behind him I could see James mouthing the words:
I'll get revenge for that!
I mouthed back to him:
You wouldn't dare! I'd like to see you try!
"Evans!"
"– Yes! Yes? Sorry, what did you say?"
"Argh!" Wright let out a frustrated sigh, "You Fifth Years are so immature!"
"I'm paying attention – now."
"I was saying that there is a Prefects Meeting after tea, but Dumbledore forgot to mention…"
Potter mouthed again behind Wright's back:
Prefect?
I flashed him the badge that I had tried to conceal from the beginning of term – I didn't feel quite right wearing it. It was as if I was pretending to be someone who I'm not. I still don't feel comfortable wearing it – but it it'll annoy James…
"Evans!" this time the shout was almost an inch from my ear causing me to yelp. "You still aren't –"
"Prefects meeting – after we finish eating tea." That stopped the tirade coming.
"Um, right… I'll just go and tell the other Prefects." He started to wander off.
"I'll help you too!" I quickly offered, jumping from my bench. Potter had just made for the mashed potatoes with his spoon – I needed am excuse to get away. Quickly. And this was the opportune moment.
A quickly muffled giggle made me freeze in my foot steps, and then slowly turn around.
Sirius, Peter, Remus and Karen all had identical expressions of innocence. James' expression was one of shock, and then a grin – which I could tell he was desperately trying not to show - started appearing on his face.
"Get. This. Pink. Writing. OFF. ME!"
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