Hey guys. sorry, I guess there was some confusion because at the end of
Chapter 2, I wrote "done," and "the end". I think that I meant to add ". of
chapter 2," because that most certainly isn't the end of this story.
bwaaahah, there is still a LOT left..
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Chapter 3
The next morning, Lily slept in and was woken by Arabella, with an unusual method involving screaming and water balloons. Needless to say, it was a grumpy (and still damp) Lily who made her way to the Great Hall to snatch a piece of toast and dash to class.
Grabbing a slice of toast, and still muttering insults about Arabella and 'useless friends,' under her breath, Lily pulled her book bag over her shoulder and ran to her first class. Today she had double charms with the Hufflepuffs. Lily loved charms, and usually she would not have minded being put with the Hufflepuffs, but now she had to worry about Amos.
Lily ran into the classroom two minutes before class was supposed to start. Amos was sitting by an empty desk, and she saw that her three supposed best friends had left no empty desks. Glaring at them, Lily resigned herself to sit with Amos, who was waving enthusiastically over to her.
Walking over to him, she heard a cry of, "Lily!" and turned around. It was James. He was sitting beside Sirius, and had a hand over an empty desk. His other had been waving energetically in the air, motioning her over. Lily hesitated, torn. A year ago, James had been her nemesis. But in reality, he wasn't that bad. And she didn't know if she could stand Amos more than was necessary for Head duties.
With that in mind, Lily pretended that she had not seen Amos, and made a right angle turn towards the Marauders. James shot Sirius a smirk that made Lily raise a brow, but there was no turning back now. Shooting her friends a glare that left them assured they would have hell to pay later, she took the seat beside James.
'Just don't write me any notes,' she warned with a smile. James laughed good-naturedly. Sirius smiled at her.
'Didn't you want to sit with Diggory?' he asked. Lily glanced hurriedly over at Amos, who was glaring at James' back, and made sure he was out of earshot.
'No,' she shrugged. Sirius and Remus burst into laughter.
'Lily doesn't like him much,' James said, with only a touch of smugness. Lily shot him a look.
'I see he calls you Lily now,' remarked Remus. Lily nodded, taking out a sheet of parchment and a quill.
'I have him well trained,' she said, grinning. Peter hooted.
'Settle down!' Professor Flitwick called, perched a top his pile of books. (A/N, yes, I know he was teaching there from OotP). 'Today we shall begin a very difficult and advanced charm that I think you can all manage.'
'That's reassuring,' James muttered to Lily, who shot him another look, but was smiling. Her quill was poised over her parchment, ready to take notes.
'It is used to create a bubble of protection, much more useful than a simple shield charm. Can anyone tell us who invented this charm? Yes, Miss Evans?'
'A particular witch by the name of Abigail Kling created the bubble protection charm in 1692. She lived in America, and was tired of being subjected to the nuisance of witch burning, as she was not very good at the charm used. She created the bubble because it makes a witch or wizard invisible to Muggle and squib eyes, and effectively deflects curses. Word of it traveled quickly, and by 1700 was considered a standard spell, though difficult and complex to perform,'
James whistled softly under his breath, and Lily smiled rather proudly.
'Very good, Miss Evans. Take ten points for Gryffindor. Now, the incantation is blasé shutz, and as you perform this nice firm flick of the wrist, not too hard, and then a quiet release. Lets see you all try.
The class obediently flicked and released. A few minutes later, Flictwick interrupted them. 'Now, everyone, Miss Evans and Mr Black remain to only two who have seemed to master the movement. Miss Evans, kindly help Mr Potter,'
James flashed her a winning smile, but she only shook her head. A little fondly, a few people observed.
'James, no, you're completely wrong. Your wand is NOT a sword. Don't wave it around like that, you're acting like a first year in his first charms class. And you're holding your ward wrong! Goodness, how have you ever managed to pass charms?'
Lily rearranged his fingers on his wand. His hands, she noticed, were warm and large, big enough to place around her entire hand. She blushed slightly, and pulled her hand back. 'See? Like so! Now, flick- harder, ooh, not so hard, yes, yes, exactly right!'
*
Sirius watched Lily help James with a fond expression. James was right: they were perfect for each other. He saw how Lily blushed as she touched James' hand and grinned evilly to himself. So Lily dear doesn't hate James as much as she claims to, he thought.
James was built tall and slender, his body lean from Quidditch training. Lily was delicate and petite. As she stood beside James, helping him move his wrist in the correct way, she only came up to just above his chin. Her long red hair was left down and flowing against her black robes. James flashed Lily a smile and rumpled up his hair as he finally did the charm right, creating a bubble around him. Lily stepped back with a smile, as proud as any teacher.
*
Something was certainly wrong with her. This was James. James Potter. She didn't hate him anymore, but she did NOT like him. She couldn't like James. He was, after all, James. He had finally mastered the protection charm, and she watched him with a small smile playing around her lips.
His hazel eyes were deep and serious as he practiced over and over. He was dedicated, she realized. Every once in a while he would absent- mindedly rumple his black hair, and instead of it driving her crazy, Lily found she rather liked it. It's cute, she told herself. Then she started. Cute? James?
Well, of course, she reasoned. A person would have to be off their rocker to not find James cute. His hazel eyes, sharp nose, thin face, messy hair. she had never denied he was cute. Had she?
*
If James had been any more conceited, he would have told himself Lily liked him. But no, she had insisted on being friends, and she had to know that he was in love with her.
Love?
Of course, he told himself. He was surprised that Diggory seemed to be his only competition. Lily was so perfect. She had been patient with him, funny, intelligent, and now she was laughing at his jokes.
He had never been closer to Lily than when she was helping him with that stupid charm. He absolutely despised charms. He would have been willing to do a thousand complex charms if it meant Lily helping him.
Maybe it had only made it harder with her so close. Her presence suddenly made him nervous. He couldn't concentrate on his work, he couldn't take notes. Her hands around his had almost been enough to make him giddy.
Now all he had to do was convince her to see what he had known for years. They were perfect for each other.
***
Lily shoved her books onto the bed, irritated that she had not had time to finish the two-foot long essay for Transfiguration due the next day. Once more running from the common room muttering under her breath, this time about evil teachers, she ran straight into someone.
'Oh, dear, I'm sorry, I guess I wasn't looking where I . oh, hello James. I'm sorry,'
'It's quite all right,' James told her with a smile. 'Where are you going?'
'Head meeting, then a meeting with all the prefects and then to finish that stupid Transfiguration essay,' Lily huffed.
'Oh, that isn't that bad,'
'Yes it is. I hate Transfiguration,'
'Well, if I recall correctly, we have an essay due tomorrow in charms that you promised to help me with, so I would be happy to return the favor,' James smiled.
Lily slowly returned it. 'Thank you SO much James,' she said, then added, 'and crikey, I'm about to be late, so I'll see you tonight,'
She ran off, slightly happier. Because I'm getting some help so it won't be as bad as I thought it would be, she told herself. Nothing more.
She reached the stone gargoyle, hastily gave the password (lemon drops) and ran up the spiral stairs the appeared. She entered the Headmasters office right on time.
'Ah, Miss Evans, thank you,' Dumbledore said. Amos smiled at her. Lily returned it, and hoped it didn't look as stiff as it felt.
'Well, Mr Diggory here was telling me that he had a few ideas. A Halloween ball, for example. Last year we had a costume ball, so perhaps this time a simple holiday motif would be nice,'
'Yes, I think so,' Lily said, sore that Amos was giving ideas without her agreement. 'How about Halloween night?'
'That sounds good,' Dumbledore said. 'I shall announce it around October 1,'
'Good idea,' Amos put it. Lily sighed. 'Now, moving on..'
***
Two hours later, Lily was through with Head duties. She quickly walked back to her common room, both to avoid Amos and in hopes that James hadn't given up on her and gone to bed. She was not disappointed. James was sitting in front of the fire, charms book open.
With a sigh, Lily sat down next to him, shaking her head.
'So, any news?' James asked.
'Well, don't tell anyone, bur we're going to have a Halloween ball,'
'Really? Want to go with me?'
Lily shot him a look and didn't answer.
'So, about this charms paper.' James began. Lily smiled and began to explain.
***
An hour later, she was in bed. That was nice, she thought, sliding into the covers. Her last thought before she fell asleep was that it was rather a compliment that James liked her.
AAAAHHAHHA, the end of that chapter!!!!!! I know, I know, it wasn't as long, but I'm not in the mood. anyway, I'll get another one up soon. review, please!!!
anyway, glad you guys like it so far... to continue:
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Chapter 3
The next morning, Lily slept in and was woken by Arabella, with an unusual method involving screaming and water balloons. Needless to say, it was a grumpy (and still damp) Lily who made her way to the Great Hall to snatch a piece of toast and dash to class.
Grabbing a slice of toast, and still muttering insults about Arabella and 'useless friends,' under her breath, Lily pulled her book bag over her shoulder and ran to her first class. Today she had double charms with the Hufflepuffs. Lily loved charms, and usually she would not have minded being put with the Hufflepuffs, but now she had to worry about Amos.
Lily ran into the classroom two minutes before class was supposed to start. Amos was sitting by an empty desk, and she saw that her three supposed best friends had left no empty desks. Glaring at them, Lily resigned herself to sit with Amos, who was waving enthusiastically over to her.
Walking over to him, she heard a cry of, "Lily!" and turned around. It was James. He was sitting beside Sirius, and had a hand over an empty desk. His other had been waving energetically in the air, motioning her over. Lily hesitated, torn. A year ago, James had been her nemesis. But in reality, he wasn't that bad. And she didn't know if she could stand Amos more than was necessary for Head duties.
With that in mind, Lily pretended that she had not seen Amos, and made a right angle turn towards the Marauders. James shot Sirius a smirk that made Lily raise a brow, but there was no turning back now. Shooting her friends a glare that left them assured they would have hell to pay later, she took the seat beside James.
'Just don't write me any notes,' she warned with a smile. James laughed good-naturedly. Sirius smiled at her.
'Didn't you want to sit with Diggory?' he asked. Lily glanced hurriedly over at Amos, who was glaring at James' back, and made sure he was out of earshot.
'No,' she shrugged. Sirius and Remus burst into laughter.
'Lily doesn't like him much,' James said, with only a touch of smugness. Lily shot him a look.
'I see he calls you Lily now,' remarked Remus. Lily nodded, taking out a sheet of parchment and a quill.
'I have him well trained,' she said, grinning. Peter hooted.
'Settle down!' Professor Flitwick called, perched a top his pile of books. (A/N, yes, I know he was teaching there from OotP). 'Today we shall begin a very difficult and advanced charm that I think you can all manage.'
'That's reassuring,' James muttered to Lily, who shot him another look, but was smiling. Her quill was poised over her parchment, ready to take notes.
'It is used to create a bubble of protection, much more useful than a simple shield charm. Can anyone tell us who invented this charm? Yes, Miss Evans?'
'A particular witch by the name of Abigail Kling created the bubble protection charm in 1692. She lived in America, and was tired of being subjected to the nuisance of witch burning, as she was not very good at the charm used. She created the bubble because it makes a witch or wizard invisible to Muggle and squib eyes, and effectively deflects curses. Word of it traveled quickly, and by 1700 was considered a standard spell, though difficult and complex to perform,'
James whistled softly under his breath, and Lily smiled rather proudly.
'Very good, Miss Evans. Take ten points for Gryffindor. Now, the incantation is blasé shutz, and as you perform this nice firm flick of the wrist, not too hard, and then a quiet release. Lets see you all try.
The class obediently flicked and released. A few minutes later, Flictwick interrupted them. 'Now, everyone, Miss Evans and Mr Black remain to only two who have seemed to master the movement. Miss Evans, kindly help Mr Potter,'
James flashed her a winning smile, but she only shook her head. A little fondly, a few people observed.
'James, no, you're completely wrong. Your wand is NOT a sword. Don't wave it around like that, you're acting like a first year in his first charms class. And you're holding your ward wrong! Goodness, how have you ever managed to pass charms?'
Lily rearranged his fingers on his wand. His hands, she noticed, were warm and large, big enough to place around her entire hand. She blushed slightly, and pulled her hand back. 'See? Like so! Now, flick- harder, ooh, not so hard, yes, yes, exactly right!'
*
Sirius watched Lily help James with a fond expression. James was right: they were perfect for each other. He saw how Lily blushed as she touched James' hand and grinned evilly to himself. So Lily dear doesn't hate James as much as she claims to, he thought.
James was built tall and slender, his body lean from Quidditch training. Lily was delicate and petite. As she stood beside James, helping him move his wrist in the correct way, she only came up to just above his chin. Her long red hair was left down and flowing against her black robes. James flashed Lily a smile and rumpled up his hair as he finally did the charm right, creating a bubble around him. Lily stepped back with a smile, as proud as any teacher.
*
Something was certainly wrong with her. This was James. James Potter. She didn't hate him anymore, but she did NOT like him. She couldn't like James. He was, after all, James. He had finally mastered the protection charm, and she watched him with a small smile playing around her lips.
His hazel eyes were deep and serious as he practiced over and over. He was dedicated, she realized. Every once in a while he would absent- mindedly rumple his black hair, and instead of it driving her crazy, Lily found she rather liked it. It's cute, she told herself. Then she started. Cute? James?
Well, of course, she reasoned. A person would have to be off their rocker to not find James cute. His hazel eyes, sharp nose, thin face, messy hair. she had never denied he was cute. Had she?
*
If James had been any more conceited, he would have told himself Lily liked him. But no, she had insisted on being friends, and she had to know that he was in love with her.
Love?
Of course, he told himself. He was surprised that Diggory seemed to be his only competition. Lily was so perfect. She had been patient with him, funny, intelligent, and now she was laughing at his jokes.
He had never been closer to Lily than when she was helping him with that stupid charm. He absolutely despised charms. He would have been willing to do a thousand complex charms if it meant Lily helping him.
Maybe it had only made it harder with her so close. Her presence suddenly made him nervous. He couldn't concentrate on his work, he couldn't take notes. Her hands around his had almost been enough to make him giddy.
Now all he had to do was convince her to see what he had known for years. They were perfect for each other.
***
Lily shoved her books onto the bed, irritated that she had not had time to finish the two-foot long essay for Transfiguration due the next day. Once more running from the common room muttering under her breath, this time about evil teachers, she ran straight into someone.
'Oh, dear, I'm sorry, I guess I wasn't looking where I . oh, hello James. I'm sorry,'
'It's quite all right,' James told her with a smile. 'Where are you going?'
'Head meeting, then a meeting with all the prefects and then to finish that stupid Transfiguration essay,' Lily huffed.
'Oh, that isn't that bad,'
'Yes it is. I hate Transfiguration,'
'Well, if I recall correctly, we have an essay due tomorrow in charms that you promised to help me with, so I would be happy to return the favor,' James smiled.
Lily slowly returned it. 'Thank you SO much James,' she said, then added, 'and crikey, I'm about to be late, so I'll see you tonight,'
She ran off, slightly happier. Because I'm getting some help so it won't be as bad as I thought it would be, she told herself. Nothing more.
She reached the stone gargoyle, hastily gave the password (lemon drops) and ran up the spiral stairs the appeared. She entered the Headmasters office right on time.
'Ah, Miss Evans, thank you,' Dumbledore said. Amos smiled at her. Lily returned it, and hoped it didn't look as stiff as it felt.
'Well, Mr Diggory here was telling me that he had a few ideas. A Halloween ball, for example. Last year we had a costume ball, so perhaps this time a simple holiday motif would be nice,'
'Yes, I think so,' Lily said, sore that Amos was giving ideas without her agreement. 'How about Halloween night?'
'That sounds good,' Dumbledore said. 'I shall announce it around October 1,'
'Good idea,' Amos put it. Lily sighed. 'Now, moving on..'
***
Two hours later, Lily was through with Head duties. She quickly walked back to her common room, both to avoid Amos and in hopes that James hadn't given up on her and gone to bed. She was not disappointed. James was sitting in front of the fire, charms book open.
With a sigh, Lily sat down next to him, shaking her head.
'So, any news?' James asked.
'Well, don't tell anyone, bur we're going to have a Halloween ball,'
'Really? Want to go with me?'
Lily shot him a look and didn't answer.
'So, about this charms paper.' James began. Lily smiled and began to explain.
***
An hour later, she was in bed. That was nice, she thought, sliding into the covers. Her last thought before she fell asleep was that it was rather a compliment that James liked her.
AAAAHHAHHA, the end of that chapter!!!!!! I know, I know, it wasn't as long, but I'm not in the mood. anyway, I'll get another one up soon. review, please!!!