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Chapter 3

Defense Against the Dark Arts

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Peter Pettigrew

Lily Evans

Anna Smith

I can't believe it's only been a week since school has started. I'm head boy, we've been getting about 12 hours of homework every night, quidditch season begins next week, and Evans has already rejected me eighteen times.

You've asked her out eighteen times?

No.

Good.

I asked her out about five times after eighteen, but she began ignoring me.

AYE CARAMBA! You know what? I don't know if I blame Evans for hating you so much.

Padfoot, you're supposed to be my friend.

I am your friend. I just think you should tone it down a bit.

Sirius has a point, James. When you ask out the same girl more than 18 times within the first week of school, then you know that something is wrong.

I haven't ever been refused 18 times in my life.

Wormtail, you've only asked out one person ever. You really are too much of a coward to be in this conversation. Scat!

But anyway, Prongs, why do you want Lily to go out with you?

Why do you want to know?

Because Lily's my friend, and I don't want to help you if the only reason you want her to go out with you is so that you can win that bet.

Fine. I don't know, really. It's just that, well, every time that I'm around her, I get this feeling. You know how it feels when you drip hot candle wax on yourself? How it hurts oh so much for a second, but then it cools off and feels so good that you want to do it over and over again? Well, that's how I feel when I'm around Evans. And I never want her to go too far away, because I have the strangest feeling that if I do, then I'm going to lose myself along with her.

That was so heartwarmingly cheesy that the cheese melted and I drowned in it.

Well, then maybe the intelligence level of our group will rise now.

I said I drowned, not you, Rat Boy.

That was cold.

The truth hurts.

Whatever. First off, Prongs, you need to shape up your attitude.

What's wrong with my attitude?

The fact that Lily hates it.

Anyway, try being more responsible. When the prefect meetings start, try to take charge. Live up to being head boy. Stop playing with the snitch. Stop your weekly girlfriends and one night stands. Stop going around torturing people.

But those things describe who I am, Moony. How am I supposed to give them up?

If you don't, then you don't deserve to have her, James.

Next, call her by her first name. It's a pretty name. You should know it. Repeat after me. Li'Leeeee. Good Prongs. Girls don't like it when guys refer to them by means of annoying nicknames.

Next, stop asking her out continually. Let her get use to the fact that you've changed, so that she can understand what you're trying to do.

So am I supposed to stop all communication with her for a month?

No, Prongs. Just don't ask her out, or hint at the two of you going out. Will that work for you?

I can handle this. I know I can handle this. I think.

Good luck.

Hey, Lily.

What do you want, Potter?

Nothing. I just wanted to make sure that we have the prefects meeting tonight at 7:30.

We do. However, I fail to see why you would care, considering in all likelihood you're going to forget about it and shove all the work off on me.

Is your opinion of the really that low?

YES!

Is there any way that I can redeem myself?

Look, I don't care what you do or do not do. Just stay out of my way, and show up on time. Also, be prepared, because if you leave everything that needs to be done to me, then I swear that I will duct tape you to a wall upside down, and sic first years who have had far too much sugar on you.

If that's what you want to do, Lily.

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate James Potter?

Several thousand times.

I mean, I was just sitting there, minding my own business, and then he comes up, well, he didn't come up so much as he passed me a note, and he was actually pretending he cared about being one of the head students, when I know that it's all an act.

Why would it all be an act?

Because he's never cared about anything in his life other than quidditch and beating other people up. Why should he change his outlook on life now?

Maybe he's been listening to what you've told him every single time you've rejected him, and decided to change.

That's impos- wait a second. HE CALLED ME LILY!

What?

On the note that he wrote me. HE called me Lily instead of Evans. Something is definetly wrong with him if he did that, on top of whatever his problem was to begin with.

You like him.

What?

You like him. You wouldn't be as upset or excited over everything that he's doing if you didn't.

I'm not lying.

Yes you are. You cross your eyes and stick out your tongue whenever you lie. SO if you do like him, why won't you ever go out with him?

BECAUSE I'M SCARED. I don't want to become another notch in Potter's belt. Whoever I choose to end up with, I don't want to be anything other than their world. And that's not possible with Potter.

It's not possible with Amos either, Lil.

Fine then. I guess I'll break up with him. But even being with someone who I couldn't care any less about is better than being with Potter.

So you say now, Lily. So you say now.

Yes, so I say now. And so I will say forever. C'mon, the bell is going to ring in a minute. Let's get on to lunch.

TBC

Hey! I'm really sorry about not updating sooner, but school started. Sigh. And then about a million things are happening and I got sidetracked. Plus, my coauthor Emeraldeyedevans was supposed to write the beginning of this chapter, but she never did. So I wrote this chapter at 12 A.M last night. Simply because of that, be nice.

Go review. Have fun. I really appreciate reviews. I take any, but I don't like it when people needlessly flame me. I will flame the back in the next chapter, when I answer the rest of my reviews, and it will be painful. Consider yourself warned

I know I make mistakes, I'm only human, and I appreciate it when people tell me what I did wrong. But there is no need to yell at me for being stupid while doing so.

To answer my beloved reviewers:

Crosscountryqueen- I like pointless.

Jen Riddle- I hadn't thought to use the grill. This provides endless possiblilities. (Goes into ponder mode)

Amy Lampion- Thanks. I found the tips amusing myself. We have more in this chapter. But not as much Pettigrew bashing. Sorry.

Rose Lily Potter- That's coming. I'm feeling evil, so I'm making you guys wait.

jacquelinestel- Yes, NERD CAMP! WHERE EVERYONE HAS SEEN MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL AT LEAST ONCE! And I'll get around to reading your stories when I have time. But I love your profile.

Kiliana Lupin- Me too. Confusion is good. Except in French class when you're supposed to be paying attention.

MPPSexxySiriusJamesRemus- Thanks

crystaldreams611- Thanks. I feel so good now.

padfoot4eva- Yeah, just a bit depressing.

EmeraldEyedEvans- Are you insulting my "Peace out" OH, WHAT NOW?

makoto-47- I can understand your point, but he is a teenage guy after all. They do love to curse. And he is exasperated. But that could be just me.

Since you've read all my weird musings, now you must go review. I will give interactive duct tape to all who do

Later,

Sally