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A/N: here we are, with a new chapter. Hopefully, you like it. Actually, I don't like this fic much. The inspiration just isn't there. So, I'll just potter along and hope I find it somewhere along the way, shall I? Continuing:
Chapter Six
Lily's new Spouse
"These classes are actually growing kind of fun, hey?" Sarah remarked to Lily, as they set up the hall for yet another class.
The students were progressing onto meat foods, and Lily was going to have them making 'scrummy mince on toast'. In other words, they were going to fry some mince, drown it in tomato sauce and then shove it on some bread.
"Yeah," Lily said absently. James had just entered the hall, with Sirius trailing along behind him, chatting up some girl.
"I thought this was an all boys class," Sarah muttered, standing beside Lily and glowering at Sirius.
"It is," Andrea said, coming up behind them. "Have any of you seen Grace?"
"She's scaring the teenagers," Lily said wearily, indicating where Grace sat, talking to some seventeen-year-old boys, who were all looking terrified to some degree.
"Ah," Andrea said, starting off towards her. "I'm going to enroll her to help me with the recipe writing."
Sarah was still glaring at Sirius, who was walking over, the girl still trailing behind him.
"Hi guys," he said, cheerfully, leaning against the table at which Lily was working to measure mince. "How are we all?"
"Hmph," Sarah snorted, turning away.
Sirius frowned, and walked over to stand in front of her.
"What?" he demanded. Sarah rolled her eyes and shrugged. Sirius persisted in trying to get her to tell him what made her so angry, but Sarah was not very helpful, and refused to talk to him for some strange reason.
"Hi Lily," James said, smiling. He had finally overcome any doubts he had about their friendship, and had decided to face it all out.
"Hey," she said, still trying to weigh the mince.
The girl, who was a ginger haired, model type, wearing the same sort of blue uniform as James and Sirius was standing uncertainly behind James.
"Oh, sorry," James said, turning to her. "Lily, this is Jess Williams. She's an auror. She's, uh, a little higher up than me, but ...yeah. She wanted to some along. I think she knows Professor Marthers, or something."
"Yeah, I'm her niece," Jess said, smiling brightly. Lily smiled back and then concentrated on plonking the portioned meat into silver bowls.
"There she is!' Jess said. "Aunt Margaret!"
"Uh, want some help/" James offered, coming around to her side of the table.
"Oh, yes please," Lily said, sighing in frustration. "The stupid scales aren't working, and I can't use magic."
James grinned, taking the scales. He examined them closely for a few seconds, and then adjusted a knob and pushed a few buttons on the electric screen.
"Try it now," he said, placing it back down.
Lily placed some meat on it, checked the recipe and then expelled a whoosh of air in relief.
"You're a life saver," she said, gratefully. "Thank you so much!"
"S'ok," James said, unable to help turning red. He scratched absently at his neck, looking away.
Lily looked at him, puzzled. He had changed so much from their younger days. She was finding it hard to believe.
"So, you want to go get your equipment ready?" she suggested.
"What?!" he said, alarmed. She raised an eyebrow.
"Cooking equipment, James," she said, staring at him.
"Oh. R-right. Ok," he turned and sped away. Lily shook her head. He was crazy.
Sirius was in the kitchen already, fiddling with a flour shifter.
"We don't need that," James said, taking it out of his hands and replacing it with a silver-mixing bowl.
"Okey dokey," he said, putting he bowl on the bench top and bending to look in the cupboard.
"I thought you were having a fight with Sarah."
"Nah, I explained that me and Jess aren't going out. That's all she wanted to hear," Sirius said nonchalantly.
James opened his mouth but then gave up. No one could understand Sirius and Sarah's relationship, so there was no point in trying to get information. His best friend could be pretty tight lipped when he wanted to be.
Just then, Owen and Dirk ambled into the kitchen.
"I'm telling you," Owen said, gesturing with his hands. "She's too young for you!"
"Oh, you're just hyped up because you're old enough to be her father. Me, I'm still young," Dirk said dismissively. He rolled his shoulders, and then cracked each of his knuckles in turn. "She couldn't resist me."
"Who's the lucky lady?" Sirius asked, grinning.
"Oh, that red haired girl, the teacher, you know?"
"Professor Marthers?" James suggested stupidly, knowing that professor Marthers had brown hair.
"No, Lily Evans," Dirk said. "I know you probably think she's too young for me, but I'm only twenty-nine, alright?"
"Y-yeah, right. That's nice," James said, standing still. Lily was going out with Dirk. What was happening?
"I couldn't say no," Lily said, obviously repeating herself.
"But, I thought you still liked James," Andrea said, following her around the kitchens.
"So what? He doesn't like me. And Dirk was kind of...scary. It's only one date anyway. No big deal," she said, trying to reassure herself.
Just then a racket sounded up the back of the classroom. Lily started to run towards the last kitchens, closely followed by Andrea.
She reached the kitchen just in time to see James and Dirk grappling on the ground, with Sirius trying to restrain them and Owen huddled away, looking terrified.
"James!" Lily said. "James!"
He looked up briefly, but at that moment, dirk's fist connected with his jaw, and Sirius leapt into the fray, yelling- "you dirty bastard, come try me!"
"James! Sirius! Stop it right now!" Andrea shrieked. All three men stopped rolling around. James had blood dripping from a gash on his cheek, and his jaw was already beginning to darken. Sirius, though wild eyed, had not been hurt, and Dirk had a bruised lip, and two teeth bleeding to show for his efforts.
"Get to the front right now," Lily ordered, eyes blazing. "I don't care what this was about, but I never want to see anything like it ever again, hear me? That was the most disgusting display I've ever seen."
Dirk sneered nastily at her.
"Jealous, he was. Said I didn't deserve you, just because I complimented your body. Now I see it wasn't wroth my time. I'm leaving," he snarled.
"Good riddance," Andrea muttered, lending Sirius her hand and pulling him to his feet.
"James, come down the front. We have a first aid kit." Lily said quietly.
James nodded and got up, touching a hand to his jaw gingerly. He swore under his breath, and followed Lily to the front desk.
She sat him down on a chair and then stood in front of him, dabbing the blood away with a wad of tissue.
"Nice," Grace commented, as she walked by.
"You should see the other guy," James said, grinning slightly.
"It wasn't funny, James," lily snapped, turning his head back to face her. "You could have gotten seriously injured."
"But I didn't," he said. "Sand he deserved it. I can't believe you even thought of going out with him!"
"Well," Lily said quietly. "I don't see any better options."
James looked at her, wanting to say something, but not having the courage to speak up. She shook her head and put the first aid box away.
"I think you'll be alright to cook." She turned and walked over to her coat.
James sighed, touching her purse where it lay on the counter briefly.
He got up and trudged back to the kitchens. So much for winning Lily' regard. He had just lost whatever friendship they had.
Lily stared at the piece of paper she had just found in her purse, baffled.
'Ngor oi ley Your Admirer'.
What the hell?
A/N: well, that was crud. Please review anyway! More Grace for you next chapter. And it's Sarah's birthday, and the Marauders are invited to the party. Will sparks fly, or will James and Lily mend their broken friendship? And who is Lily's secret admirer?
Find out in the next chapter, that will only come if you review!
Jaizar.
A/N: here we are, with a new chapter. Hopefully, you like it. Actually, I don't like this fic much. The inspiration just isn't there. So, I'll just potter along and hope I find it somewhere along the way, shall I? Continuing:
Chapter Six
Lily's new Spouse
"These classes are actually growing kind of fun, hey?" Sarah remarked to Lily, as they set up the hall for yet another class.
The students were progressing onto meat foods, and Lily was going to have them making 'scrummy mince on toast'. In other words, they were going to fry some mince, drown it in tomato sauce and then shove it on some bread.
"Yeah," Lily said absently. James had just entered the hall, with Sirius trailing along behind him, chatting up some girl.
"I thought this was an all boys class," Sarah muttered, standing beside Lily and glowering at Sirius.
"It is," Andrea said, coming up behind them. "Have any of you seen Grace?"
"She's scaring the teenagers," Lily said wearily, indicating where Grace sat, talking to some seventeen-year-old boys, who were all looking terrified to some degree.
"Ah," Andrea said, starting off towards her. "I'm going to enroll her to help me with the recipe writing."
Sarah was still glaring at Sirius, who was walking over, the girl still trailing behind him.
"Hi guys," he said, cheerfully, leaning against the table at which Lily was working to measure mince. "How are we all?"
"Hmph," Sarah snorted, turning away.
Sirius frowned, and walked over to stand in front of her.
"What?" he demanded. Sarah rolled her eyes and shrugged. Sirius persisted in trying to get her to tell him what made her so angry, but Sarah was not very helpful, and refused to talk to him for some strange reason.
"Hi Lily," James said, smiling. He had finally overcome any doubts he had about their friendship, and had decided to face it all out.
"Hey," she said, still trying to weigh the mince.
The girl, who was a ginger haired, model type, wearing the same sort of blue uniform as James and Sirius was standing uncertainly behind James.
"Oh, sorry," James said, turning to her. "Lily, this is Jess Williams. She's an auror. She's, uh, a little higher up than me, but ...yeah. She wanted to some along. I think she knows Professor Marthers, or something."
"Yeah, I'm her niece," Jess said, smiling brightly. Lily smiled back and then concentrated on plonking the portioned meat into silver bowls.
"There she is!' Jess said. "Aunt Margaret!"
"Uh, want some help/" James offered, coming around to her side of the table.
"Oh, yes please," Lily said, sighing in frustration. "The stupid scales aren't working, and I can't use magic."
James grinned, taking the scales. He examined them closely for a few seconds, and then adjusted a knob and pushed a few buttons on the electric screen.
"Try it now," he said, placing it back down.
Lily placed some meat on it, checked the recipe and then expelled a whoosh of air in relief.
"You're a life saver," she said, gratefully. "Thank you so much!"
"S'ok," James said, unable to help turning red. He scratched absently at his neck, looking away.
Lily looked at him, puzzled. He had changed so much from their younger days. She was finding it hard to believe.
"So, you want to go get your equipment ready?" she suggested.
"What?!" he said, alarmed. She raised an eyebrow.
"Cooking equipment, James," she said, staring at him.
"Oh. R-right. Ok," he turned and sped away. Lily shook her head. He was crazy.
Sirius was in the kitchen already, fiddling with a flour shifter.
"We don't need that," James said, taking it out of his hands and replacing it with a silver-mixing bowl.
"Okey dokey," he said, putting he bowl on the bench top and bending to look in the cupboard.
"I thought you were having a fight with Sarah."
"Nah, I explained that me and Jess aren't going out. That's all she wanted to hear," Sirius said nonchalantly.
James opened his mouth but then gave up. No one could understand Sirius and Sarah's relationship, so there was no point in trying to get information. His best friend could be pretty tight lipped when he wanted to be.
Just then, Owen and Dirk ambled into the kitchen.
"I'm telling you," Owen said, gesturing with his hands. "She's too young for you!"
"Oh, you're just hyped up because you're old enough to be her father. Me, I'm still young," Dirk said dismissively. He rolled his shoulders, and then cracked each of his knuckles in turn. "She couldn't resist me."
"Who's the lucky lady?" Sirius asked, grinning.
"Oh, that red haired girl, the teacher, you know?"
"Professor Marthers?" James suggested stupidly, knowing that professor Marthers had brown hair.
"No, Lily Evans," Dirk said. "I know you probably think she's too young for me, but I'm only twenty-nine, alright?"
"Y-yeah, right. That's nice," James said, standing still. Lily was going out with Dirk. What was happening?
"I couldn't say no," Lily said, obviously repeating herself.
"But, I thought you still liked James," Andrea said, following her around the kitchens.
"So what? He doesn't like me. And Dirk was kind of...scary. It's only one date anyway. No big deal," she said, trying to reassure herself.
Just then a racket sounded up the back of the classroom. Lily started to run towards the last kitchens, closely followed by Andrea.
She reached the kitchen just in time to see James and Dirk grappling on the ground, with Sirius trying to restrain them and Owen huddled away, looking terrified.
"James!" Lily said. "James!"
He looked up briefly, but at that moment, dirk's fist connected with his jaw, and Sirius leapt into the fray, yelling- "you dirty bastard, come try me!"
"James! Sirius! Stop it right now!" Andrea shrieked. All three men stopped rolling around. James had blood dripping from a gash on his cheek, and his jaw was already beginning to darken. Sirius, though wild eyed, had not been hurt, and Dirk had a bruised lip, and two teeth bleeding to show for his efforts.
"Get to the front right now," Lily ordered, eyes blazing. "I don't care what this was about, but I never want to see anything like it ever again, hear me? That was the most disgusting display I've ever seen."
Dirk sneered nastily at her.
"Jealous, he was. Said I didn't deserve you, just because I complimented your body. Now I see it wasn't wroth my time. I'm leaving," he snarled.
"Good riddance," Andrea muttered, lending Sirius her hand and pulling him to his feet.
"James, come down the front. We have a first aid kit." Lily said quietly.
James nodded and got up, touching a hand to his jaw gingerly. He swore under his breath, and followed Lily to the front desk.
She sat him down on a chair and then stood in front of him, dabbing the blood away with a wad of tissue.
"Nice," Grace commented, as she walked by.
"You should see the other guy," James said, grinning slightly.
"It wasn't funny, James," lily snapped, turning his head back to face her. "You could have gotten seriously injured."
"But I didn't," he said. "Sand he deserved it. I can't believe you even thought of going out with him!"
"Well," Lily said quietly. "I don't see any better options."
James looked at her, wanting to say something, but not having the courage to speak up. She shook her head and put the first aid box away.
"I think you'll be alright to cook." She turned and walked over to her coat.
James sighed, touching her purse where it lay on the counter briefly.
He got up and trudged back to the kitchens. So much for winning Lily' regard. He had just lost whatever friendship they had.
Lily stared at the piece of paper she had just found in her purse, baffled.
'Ngor oi ley Your Admirer'.
What the hell?
A/N: well, that was crud. Please review anyway! More Grace for you next chapter. And it's Sarah's birthday, and the Marauders are invited to the party. Will sparks fly, or will James and Lily mend their broken friendship? And who is Lily's secret admirer?
Find out in the next chapter, that will only come if you review!
Jaizar.