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Chapter Seven: Crazy

            Lily, despite her previous depression phase, was now feeling a lot better, thanks to James. Although it had taken a lot of persuasion to get Sirius to stop drinking, the party had been a great success. They were too tired to talk after the party, so they fell asleep at two AM. When James awoke, he went up to the girls dorm to get Lily.

            "Lily-kinks! Wake uppers!"

            "Mmph…"

            "Breakfast time, my lady!"

            A sleepy Lily awoke.

            "James? What do you like most about me?"

            "Um…. You're practical."

            Practical? That was my best quality? Men were to yearn, pant, and sigh for me because I was practical?

            "What?" Lily bleated.

            " What I mean is…you're not on a fast track…like Elizabeth. Or stuck on reverse, like Vanessa," James answered.

            Fast track? Reverse? What were we, cars? Elizabeth was probably a BMW, and Vanessa could be a station wagon…but what was I? A Honda?

            "Also, Lils, you look great…," James continued.

            "I look good? Like a cupcake? James, I'm not a car, and I'm not edible."

            "Will you please let me finish? Okay. I like your hair. And your feet, and arms. And your smile. Especially your smile. That's was I like about you, Lily. Your hair, dimple-y smile, and green eyes. Okay? How'd I do?"

            "Better. But what about my sweetness? And smartness? And that I'm caring, nice, sensitive—", Lily started.

            "But you know what I love most?"

            "My sexy body? Throaty laugh?"

            "No. The fact that you're not phony. That's something I can't stand in a girl. When she tries to act like somebody else, or look like someone else. Or she dresses just to impress. I always wonder why they try so hard." James smiled at Lily.

            "I love you, James, even though you're really crazy.."

            "Yeah.  Let's eat."

            Meeting up with her fellow ELVES in the Great Hall, Lily saw Emma, who had her face hidden.

            "LILY!"

            Hurrying over, Lily asked what was wrong.

            "WHAT'S WRONG? I'LL TELL YOU WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG!"

            Professor McGonagall, sitting at the Great Table, shot a look at Emma, whose face was still buried in her arms.

            "You wanna know what's wrong? Your dumbass boyfriend did this to me!"

            "What? James? What did he do?"

            "Look!"

            "Where?"

            "Here!" Emma pointed at her face, which was now covered by her robes.

            "Where? There?"

            "Here!"

            "I don't see anything, Emma…maybe if you lower your robes…"

            "BAH! SEE!"

            Ignoring more glares from Professor McGonagall, Emma raised her head.

            Lily gasped.

            On Emma's forehead were the words "James Potter Was Here." Well, they weren't really words. It was a bunch of pimples, arranged together to make a sentence.

            Lily looked over at James, who winked back at her, then disappeared. Then she turned back to Emma.

            "Emma…I'm really sorry, I'll talk to him…"

            "Yeah, you better! How am I supposed to show my face in public?"

            "Err…there he is…Let me talk to him, okay? I'm sure there's a counter-jinx thing."   

            Lily ran over to James, to kissed her hello.

            "Wassssupp Lilykins?"

            "James, what did you do to Emma?"

            James gave an evil grin, a twinkle in his dark brown eyes. He chuckled.

            "Well? James, she's really upset. Please, please just tell me the counter-jinx, okay?"

            "I can't." James smiled mischievously.

            Lily was getting annoyed. "And why not?"

            "Cuz I'm not sure what the counter-jinx is, babes."

            "James Harold Potter, you better find out what it is before classes start, otherwise you are one dead wizard!"

            "Eh? But classes start in seven minutes!"

            "Exactly."

            James, grumbling, asked Remus what the counter-jinx was, who told Lily.

            Lily fixed Emma up, but not before being late for Potions class. Professor Armadillo took twenty points away from Gryffindor.

            "Now, if these two are done disrupting my class, … you should all have turned in your homework on the Draught of Peace. Miss Evans, where is your homework?"

            Emma spent the rest of the day giving James glares. But, he was oblivious to this.

            "Aw, Emma, why hold a grudge? It was just a prank? What's the biggie?"

            "BAH! Let's go Lily…"

            As they were leaving, along with Elizabeth, Vanessa, and Samantha, James muttered something, and a jet-like stream of rainbow colors shot towards Vanessa. Her hair, her beautiful long blonde hair, was now red, orange, indigo, and yellow. It was also short. Very short. As in "it-only-comes-until-my-ears" short. Yeah. That short.

            "POTTER! YOU'RE DEAD," Vanessa screamed. She chased James around the Great Hall, where they were eating lunch. Lily sighed. James was acting so immature.

            When James had changed Vanessa's hair back to normal, Lily pulled him aside.

            "James! What do you think you're doing?"

            "Just having some fun!"

            "James, please, don't!"

            "They're just little pranks! No one's getting hurt…"

            "James…just don't. Please."

            "Yeah…fine…okay," said James, half-heartedly.

            Lily gave a feeble smile and left, trying to calm Vanessa down.

            Unfortunately, James had played seven more pranks that day, including turning Lily's owl, James Jr., into a frog. That was it for Lily. Her temper flew, but she was a redhead. That's what fiery redheads do.

            "James, I told you to lay off!"

            "Yeah? I lied!"

            "I thought you changed James, I really did…"

            "Aw, come off it, Lily! You were fine this morning!"

            "I'm always fine, James. It's you that's never fine!"

            "Of course. It's all me, babay," James said as he wriggled his eyebrows.

            "Forget you!"

            "Lily, come on! I'm sorry, okay? What's the big deal? It was all for fun! Wasn't it a scream?"

            "WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?"

            "Ya. What's the dealio?"

            "I'LL TELL YOU WHAT THE DEALIO IS. YOU DON'T RESPECT ME, JAMES POTTER!"

            "Can you stop yelling, please? People are staring."

            "LET THEM STARE!"

            "You're such a spoilsport!"

            Lily muttered to herself, trying to calm down. "Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out."

            James sniggered. "You sound like a pregnant woman! 'Breathe in, breathe out.'"

            "FORGET YOU, POTTER."

            Sirius came along.

            "I reckon this is the part where she breaks up with you, Prongs,"  he whispered.

            James waved his hand, impatiently. "Why would she break up with me?"

            "BECAUSE YOU ARE AN IMMATURE CALLOW PERSON!"

            "Callow?"

            "I think it means you're young and inexperienced," whispered Sirius.

            "Lily! You think I'm inexperienced? I have had it, before, you know. I am NOT inexperienced." James grumbled.

            "I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU, POTTER. GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE!"

            And Lily walked away.

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