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A/N: hello! Thankyou to everyone who reviewed! Nice thoughts on what the letters might be, and you all seem to think that maybe Sirius and Sarah are giving them to make Lily and James get together. I'll let you think on that. Sorry (as usual) about typos. It's my life story- mistake after mistake. Nonetheless, keep reading and reviewing. Makes my day. You know what I thought of? What if James and Sirius didn't know how to use stoves and stuff because they were muggle things? But then I decided that cooking is something in which muggles and wizards must hav virtually the same sort of thing, and Molly Weasley ahs used a stove before, so I guess it's ok.
GriffindorGoddess28: nice to hear that you tried the shirt! Pity it didn't work, but seriously, retarded can look good. And I think you should try again!
Chapter Seven
Apologizing
"So you leapt on Dirk and tried to kill him?" Remus asked skeptically.
"He was talking about Lily as if she was an object, not a person," James grated out, slamming a pot onto the stove and heating the water in it with his wand.
"Ooh, dinner. What is it?" Sirius said, sniffing appreciatively as he entered the room. He had a towel slung over his shoulder, and he was shirtless, with a pair of jeans on.
"Well, is it your place to be getting angry about it? You were the one who broke up with her," Remus pointed out, ignoring Sirius.
"Pumpkin soup, if Remus would get off his arse and buy some bread rolls," James answered Sirius. "And, just because I broke up with her doesn't mean I stopped loving her."
"Maybe you should tell her that," Remus suggested. "And I thought Sirius was getting the rolls."
"Nah, you are," Sirius said, sitting down on the bench top, only to be shoved away by James, as he searched the drawers for a ladle.
"Stupid spoons," James muttered. "I can't just tell her. We're only just getting to be friends again. And I don't think she likes me any more anyway."
"What makes you say that?" Sirius asked.
"Well...just something she said last cooking class," James said, turning away. He poured some orangey powder into the heated water.
"Instant soups are such a cop out," Remus commented. "And I think that for once, you should make the first move in this. Overcome your fears!"
"Be a man!" Sirius added. He dipped a finger into a bowl of something lying on the counter and licked it. He screwed his face up wryly. "What the hell is that?"
THE GIRLS APARTMENT
Sarah slumped onto a couch in the lounge room, ice cream in hand
"You're not going out with dirk, are you?" she said, raising her eyebrows.
"Hell no," Lily sighed. "I wish I had never run into James again."
"You don't mean that," Grace said firmly, from where she sat on the ground, reading a book.
"Oh, I don't know," Lily said irritably. "It seems as if as soon as he walked back into my life, everything started going wrong again..."
"But you seem to be more cheerful regardless," Grace observed. "Seems to me that being around him makes you even happier with life. Just a thought."
"I think that you two should get together again," Sarah said, peeling the wrapper off the ice cream, and licking it experimentally.
"No, I don't think it'll ever happen. Something just don't deserve sequels," Lily said decisively. "Most sequels suck anyway."
"Not true. Heaps of sequels are even better than the first," Grace contradicted.
"Like...?" Lily said, raising an eyebrow.
"Can't think of any now, but there are some. I know it."
THE BOY'S APARTMENT
"I think maybe you should apologize," Sirius suggested. He propped his legs up on their tiny coffee table.
"It always seems to come down to me apologizing," James grumbled. "Why?"
"Because it's usually you who does something wrong," Remus pointed out. "Come on. It won't kill you."
"And I think you should ask her out at the same time," Sirius added, flicking a long lock of hair out of his eyes. He fingered his hair speculatively. "Think I should get it cut again?"
"Nah, you look cool with long hair," James said. "And I don't think I should ask her out. Firstly, I'm not even sure if I'm ready to, and secondly, she'll probably reject me like I'm a lowly species of worm or something."
"Dude, stop being so dramatic," Sirius said, half grinning. "And just do it. Where went the James I used to know? The daring, arrogant James Lily knew and loved?"
"He ran away. He said he was too scared to face up to some things," James said wryly. "Ok. I'll be a man."
THE GIRL'S APARTMENT
The doorbell rang. Lily raised her head tiredly off her arms. It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and the girls were strewn across the lounge rooms in various states of sleep. Sarah had had the great idea that they invest in the muggle appliance called a TV. Lily had called Andrea over, and the four girls had spent the night watching hopeless movies. The moving people in the little black box had amazed Andrea and Grace at first, but they had soon gotten used to it. All Lily could remember now was falling asleep sometime during 'Sleepless in Seattle'.
"The door bell," Grace said groggily, rubbing slightly at her eyes, before dropping back into sleep.
With a groan, Lily wrenched herself to her feet. She staggered out into the tiny corridor before the door, and yanked the door open.
James Potter stood outside clutching a bouquet of daises and tulips, and a hopeful expression.
"James?" Lily said incredously. "What are you doing here?"
"I, uh, came to say sorry. For fighting with Dirk. And uh...are you ok?" he broke off, squinting at her tired expression and ruffled flannelette nightie
"I'm fine, just tired. We didn't get much sleep last night. Watching movies," Lily mumbled. She yawned a little, and then stood back. "Wanna come in?"
James nodded and stepped in after her. Lily led the way to the kitchen, where Grace was sitting at the table. The other girls were still prone on the couch and floor of the lounge.
"Hey, Potter," Grace said. Her hair was half tied back, and the dark circles under her eyes made her look even more tired than she felt.
"Hi," James said.
Lily was fiddling with the kettle, but not having much luck in her half asleep state. James hurried over and grabbed the teapot out of her hands.
"Why don't you sit down," he suggested. "I'll do it."
She nodded gratefully and slumped down at the table next to Grace.
James poured water into he teapot, and heated it with his wand. Adding the tea herbs and milk, he contemplated on whether or not to ask Lily out. Well, he figured he had nothing much to lose. Apart from his dignity, he thought darkly. And Sirius would kill him if he didn't.
Rummaging in the cupboards won him a packet of shortbread biscuits, and armed with these and the tea, James strode back to the table. He poured tea, set out biscuits, and then sat, hands folded in his lap and watched as Grace and Lily polished off half the packet of biscuits and the entire teapot.
"Hmmm...heaven," Lily murmured, setting her cup back down. "Sorry James, I was so wiped out after last night. Uh, don't worry about the fight with Dirk. I mean...well, he probably deserved it. Um, you were saying something else...?"
"Oh, uh, that...well, I was wandering if you'd, uh, like to come out to dinner with me. You know, as a 'sorry' present. Kind of..." James blurted. No point in holding back.
"Sound kinda like a date to me," Grace said, half smiling.
"Yeah, me too," Lily said, catching James' eyes. "I'd love to. Pick me up at six?"
It took a few minutes for what Lily had said to sink in.
"Yeah. Yeah, I will."
A/N: I know I said I'd have a birthday party for Sarah in this chapter, but I decided to postpone that for a couple of chapters. So, please review this one, and hope you enjoyed it!
Jaizar.
A/N: hello! Thankyou to everyone who reviewed! Nice thoughts on what the letters might be, and you all seem to think that maybe Sirius and Sarah are giving them to make Lily and James get together. I'll let you think on that. Sorry (as usual) about typos. It's my life story- mistake after mistake. Nonetheless, keep reading and reviewing. Makes my day. You know what I thought of? What if James and Sirius didn't know how to use stoves and stuff because they were muggle things? But then I decided that cooking is something in which muggles and wizards must hav virtually the same sort of thing, and Molly Weasley ahs used a stove before, so I guess it's ok.
GriffindorGoddess28: nice to hear that you tried the shirt! Pity it didn't work, but seriously, retarded can look good. And I think you should try again!
Chapter Seven
Apologizing
"So you leapt on Dirk and tried to kill him?" Remus asked skeptically.
"He was talking about Lily as if she was an object, not a person," James grated out, slamming a pot onto the stove and heating the water in it with his wand.
"Ooh, dinner. What is it?" Sirius said, sniffing appreciatively as he entered the room. He had a towel slung over his shoulder, and he was shirtless, with a pair of jeans on.
"Well, is it your place to be getting angry about it? You were the one who broke up with her," Remus pointed out, ignoring Sirius.
"Pumpkin soup, if Remus would get off his arse and buy some bread rolls," James answered Sirius. "And, just because I broke up with her doesn't mean I stopped loving her."
"Maybe you should tell her that," Remus suggested. "And I thought Sirius was getting the rolls."
"Nah, you are," Sirius said, sitting down on the bench top, only to be shoved away by James, as he searched the drawers for a ladle.
"Stupid spoons," James muttered. "I can't just tell her. We're only just getting to be friends again. And I don't think she likes me any more anyway."
"What makes you say that?" Sirius asked.
"Well...just something she said last cooking class," James said, turning away. He poured some orangey powder into the heated water.
"Instant soups are such a cop out," Remus commented. "And I think that for once, you should make the first move in this. Overcome your fears!"
"Be a man!" Sirius added. He dipped a finger into a bowl of something lying on the counter and licked it. He screwed his face up wryly. "What the hell is that?"
THE GIRLS APARTMENT
Sarah slumped onto a couch in the lounge room, ice cream in hand
"You're not going out with dirk, are you?" she said, raising her eyebrows.
"Hell no," Lily sighed. "I wish I had never run into James again."
"You don't mean that," Grace said firmly, from where she sat on the ground, reading a book.
"Oh, I don't know," Lily said irritably. "It seems as if as soon as he walked back into my life, everything started going wrong again..."
"But you seem to be more cheerful regardless," Grace observed. "Seems to me that being around him makes you even happier with life. Just a thought."
"I think that you two should get together again," Sarah said, peeling the wrapper off the ice cream, and licking it experimentally.
"No, I don't think it'll ever happen. Something just don't deserve sequels," Lily said decisively. "Most sequels suck anyway."
"Not true. Heaps of sequels are even better than the first," Grace contradicted.
"Like...?" Lily said, raising an eyebrow.
"Can't think of any now, but there are some. I know it."
THE BOY'S APARTMENT
"I think maybe you should apologize," Sirius suggested. He propped his legs up on their tiny coffee table.
"It always seems to come down to me apologizing," James grumbled. "Why?"
"Because it's usually you who does something wrong," Remus pointed out. "Come on. It won't kill you."
"And I think you should ask her out at the same time," Sirius added, flicking a long lock of hair out of his eyes. He fingered his hair speculatively. "Think I should get it cut again?"
"Nah, you look cool with long hair," James said. "And I don't think I should ask her out. Firstly, I'm not even sure if I'm ready to, and secondly, she'll probably reject me like I'm a lowly species of worm or something."
"Dude, stop being so dramatic," Sirius said, half grinning. "And just do it. Where went the James I used to know? The daring, arrogant James Lily knew and loved?"
"He ran away. He said he was too scared to face up to some things," James said wryly. "Ok. I'll be a man."
THE GIRL'S APARTMENT
The doorbell rang. Lily raised her head tiredly off her arms. It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and the girls were strewn across the lounge rooms in various states of sleep. Sarah had had the great idea that they invest in the muggle appliance called a TV. Lily had called Andrea over, and the four girls had spent the night watching hopeless movies. The moving people in the little black box had amazed Andrea and Grace at first, but they had soon gotten used to it. All Lily could remember now was falling asleep sometime during 'Sleepless in Seattle'.
"The door bell," Grace said groggily, rubbing slightly at her eyes, before dropping back into sleep.
With a groan, Lily wrenched herself to her feet. She staggered out into the tiny corridor before the door, and yanked the door open.
James Potter stood outside clutching a bouquet of daises and tulips, and a hopeful expression.
"James?" Lily said incredously. "What are you doing here?"
"I, uh, came to say sorry. For fighting with Dirk. And uh...are you ok?" he broke off, squinting at her tired expression and ruffled flannelette nightie
"I'm fine, just tired. We didn't get much sleep last night. Watching movies," Lily mumbled. She yawned a little, and then stood back. "Wanna come in?"
James nodded and stepped in after her. Lily led the way to the kitchen, where Grace was sitting at the table. The other girls were still prone on the couch and floor of the lounge.
"Hey, Potter," Grace said. Her hair was half tied back, and the dark circles under her eyes made her look even more tired than she felt.
"Hi," James said.
Lily was fiddling with the kettle, but not having much luck in her half asleep state. James hurried over and grabbed the teapot out of her hands.
"Why don't you sit down," he suggested. "I'll do it."
She nodded gratefully and slumped down at the table next to Grace.
James poured water into he teapot, and heated it with his wand. Adding the tea herbs and milk, he contemplated on whether or not to ask Lily out. Well, he figured he had nothing much to lose. Apart from his dignity, he thought darkly. And Sirius would kill him if he didn't.
Rummaging in the cupboards won him a packet of shortbread biscuits, and armed with these and the tea, James strode back to the table. He poured tea, set out biscuits, and then sat, hands folded in his lap and watched as Grace and Lily polished off half the packet of biscuits and the entire teapot.
"Hmmm...heaven," Lily murmured, setting her cup back down. "Sorry James, I was so wiped out after last night. Uh, don't worry about the fight with Dirk. I mean...well, he probably deserved it. Um, you were saying something else...?"
"Oh, uh, that...well, I was wandering if you'd, uh, like to come out to dinner with me. You know, as a 'sorry' present. Kind of..." James blurted. No point in holding back.
"Sound kinda like a date to me," Grace said, half smiling.
"Yeah, me too," Lily said, catching James' eyes. "I'd love to. Pick me up at six?"
It took a few minutes for what Lily had said to sink in.
"Yeah. Yeah, I will."
A/N: I know I said I'd have a birthday party for Sarah in this chapter, but I decided to postpone that for a couple of chapters. So, please review this one, and hope you enjoyed it!
Jaizar.