Ch.5 "A New Light Part 1"
A/N: sorry it took so long . . . major writers block! Grrr.
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Lily and Nichole sat in Lily's bedroom doing their Charms homework. It had been a long and hectic day at Hogwarts, their Transfiguration had been doubled, and with the Slytherins, their potions teacher was obviously having a very, very bad day and chose to take his frustration out on James and Sirius, which meant that in within an hour, fifty points were taken from Gryffindor. And to top all the chaos of that day, there was a quiditch match, where it took James four long, sweaty, hot hours to find the bloody snitch.
"So" Nichole broke the silence "I have a queztion"
"Yes?" Lily replied, not looking up from her homework.
"If Jamez wazn't such an intolerabol git . . . and waz nice and fonny, and didn't get into troubel, would you ever considar going out with him?"
Lily looked at her best friend confused, and thought about the question long, and hard . . . would she?
"I'm not sure" Lily sighed, "why?"
"Juzt trying to make convorzation" Nichole said flatly.
The room fell silent again, but then they heard someone coming up the stone steps and James' bedroom door shutting.
"He'z baaaaccckkk!" Nichole taunted.
"Don't remind me" Lily sighed and finished her Charms homework.
About fifteen minutes later, James' door opened and there was a knock at Lily's.
"Yea?" Lily called.
"Hey Evans" James' voice came from the other side of the door "can you help me with Charms?" he asked.
Nichole coughed over her laugh as Lily scowled to the door. She went over to it and swung it open to reveal James leaning on the doorframe, with a hopeful look on his face.
"If you really think that I, Lily Evans will 'help you in Charms'((she air quoted)), you are SADLY mistaken" she gritted through her teeth.
"Not that!" James looked taken aback "Charms! Actual charms! I need help, I don't understand it"
"So what you are telling me Potter, is that the famous James Potter, head boy, Marauder, Hogwarts 'player', fairly good student, doesn't understand a bit of Charms?" Lily said, astonished.
"Fine!" James yelled "Don't help me! I'll get someone else to! You probably couldn't help me anyways!"
"Go away Potter!" Lily shouted and slammed the door. She heard James kick her door and walk to his bedroom where he slammed the door wrathfully.
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Lily sat in the great hall, eating her lunch by herself the next day, Nichole was probably with Sirius snogging somewhere, Ashlea was in the library and Sara was with Remus by the lake, 'talking'.
Lily had to admit that she was getting lonely, on one hand, she wanted a boyfriend, one that would hold her, love her and take care of her, on the other hand she didn't, because she wanted her freedom to spend time with her friends and keep doing her daily things that she did in life without her boyfriend asking so many questions.
She moved her potatoes around in her plate, thinking and not eating. When she found someone looking at her and sitting across the table. She slowly raised her head to find none other than James Potter.
"Can I ask you a question?" James said.
"Umm, okay" Lily said, wondering what it would be this time.
"Remember I the fifth year when you said that you would rather go out with the giant squid than me?"
"Yea" Lily replied, her lip quirked at the remembrance of that day.
"Do you still hold that?" he asked.
Lily sighed and looked into James' eyes. "You know, you're not so bad when you're not around the rest of the Marauders"
James grinned and ruffled his hair nervously.
"Do you hate me or not?" Lily asked.
"I don't know" James said quietly.
"Figure it out and then come talk to me" she sighed and got up to go join Ashlea in the library.
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"I don't get it!" Lily whispered. "How can 'hate' me and ask me that question?"
"Because he likes you Lily" Ashlea whispered back.
"If he likes me, why does he make my life a living hell?" she asked in a slightly louder tone.
"Because" Ashlea whispered, "that is probably the only way he can show it . . ." Ashlea closed her book "he's never really LIKED someone before"
Lily sighed and got up "I'm going back to the head's tower" she whispered.
"Want me to walk you?" Ashlea offered.
"Nah, its okay" Lily smirked "you study"
"Yea, yea, yea" Ashlea sighed "Study" and then looked over to a table of three Hufflepuff boys, all very good looking.
"Behave yourself" Lily grinned.
"I don't know, I like that blond" Ashlea quirked an eyebrow at a tall, lean and muscular blond seventh year Hufflepuff, he was very handsome and his deep blue eyes were in total concentration, studying the book in his hands.
Lily giggled and walked out of the library and to the Head's tower.
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when she reached the Heads commonroom, she decided to sit in one of the old leather, overstuffed couches and relax for a bit. She sat, slouched, something she never really did and leaned her head back on the edge of the comfortable couches. Lily closed her eyes and gently drifted into another world.
~^~^~((dream)))~^~^~
A beautiful young woman sat in a meadow full of tall grass, sunny daises, and tulips of ruby. The young woman of seventeen years, with hair the color of fire & eyes the shade of a brilliant emerald. She glided her fingers over the soft, silky grass and plucked a daisy, bringing it to her nose and breathing in the beautiful scent. She giggled to herself and laid in the tall grass, disappearing from the world above. She smiled to the sky, watching a flock of birds high above, gliding ever so gracefully over the baby blue sky.
Then suddenly someone was calling her name from a distance. The young woman stood up, smoothed her long, flowing white dress and fire hair, which had two white ribbon bows placed on either side, holding together her loose pigtails. Looking around, she saw a young man, about the same age as her, maybe a year older. He stood tall and confident; with hair has dark as midnight and awfully untidy (but in a sexy way), and eyes of hazel, deep with intense desire, covered with circle-brimmed glasses. His jaw prominent and looks of a Celtic god. He waved over to the girl and smiled brightly.
The girl ran over to the young man and embraced him tightly. He pulled away and she noticed his face getting closer to hers, and his eyes closing . . .
~^~^~((end dream))~^~^~
Lily gasped and sat up in the couch. What was that about? Was that . . . Potter? It couldn't have been . . . I mean sure, she didn't really know anyone else with black messy hair, except Sirius, but he didn't wear circle- brimmed glasses . . . and she didn't know any other guy with those looks and intense hazel eyes.
It was then when she realized that James and Sirius were sitting across from her on the other old leather couch, reading on of their schoolbooks, as far as she could tell. Lily rubbed her eyes sleepily and yawned, stretching her arms and making a sleepy whiny noise, which resembled a puppy whining.
"She's up Prongs" Sirius mumbled, not looking up from his book.
James looked up and saw Lily, slouching on the couch in front of him. He smirked at the sleepy body, which had just turned and rested her head in her arms, which were folded on the big armrest.
"Never mind" Sirius smirked, this time looking at the redheaded girl.
Lily closed her eyes and attempted to go to sleep again, when she realized what she just saw, she slowly raised her head and looked across from her, dreading to see James and Sirius again.
"What time is it Potter?" she asked, groggily.
"We need to talk" he responded.
"Oh, then I guess I missed dinner" Lily said sarcastically "Thank you for the time of day, Black, do you know what time it is?"
Sirius looked up and then down at his watch and gathered his things "time for me to go" he replied and exited the commonroom. Lily looked confused and very taken aback.
"What time is it?" Lily said loudly and slowly "Do you not understand me?"
"Yes I understand you" James replied, getting annoyed.
"Well?!" Lily yelled.
"It's bloody 8:30! Why are you getting mad?" James yelled back.
"Because you wouldn't answer me, and I just had the weirdest dream ever! And . . . and I . . . don't like to be watched while I'm sleeping!"
"Your mental! Me and Sirius weren't watching you!"
Lily rolled her eyes. Why was she getting mad? Talk about mood swing.
"We need to talk" James repeated himself.
"About?"
James got up and went to the window to look out on the school grounds. He ran his hand through his hair "what are you doing to me?" he asked.
"What?" Lily asked "What are you talking about Potter, I'm not doing anything to you"
James turned around and looked at Lily with a mix of desire and confusion "Then why is it that every time I look at you, my stomach churns? Every time I close my eyes, you are there in my mind, every time I'm with a girl, its you, and not them?"
"Excuse me?" Lily gasped, stunned. She did not know what to do. What was he saying, does he like her? Does he want to be with her? She was so shocked that she got up and headed to her bedroom so she could think things over before she did anything too rash.
She did not realize James followed her until she was almost to her door and he spun her around, holding her shoulders tightly.
"James . . . please" she whispered "Get off"
"No" James gritted through his teeth and pushed her against the wall "what are you doing to me? What is this feeling?"
"What feeling James?" Lily yelled, "you don't have feelings for me okay! You hate me! You ne-"
However, she was cut off, James lunged onto her lips with his, kissing her sweetly and hard, bruising her lips. Lily threw him off and pushed him to the wall on the other side of the hallway.
She went up to James and got in his face "Do not kiss me James Potter! You hate me! I hate you! It will never work!" she yelled.
James looked deep into the emerald eyes in front of his, they were welling up with tears and one slid down Lily's cheek. He brought his hand up and brushed it away with his thumb. Lily let out a sob and hit James' chest with her fist, falling on him and bawling into his chest "You hate me! You hate me! You hate me!" she yelled into James' chest between sobs. James wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
He lifted her head op with his index finger and wiped away the tears, rolling down her flushed cheeks and smiled "No I don't" he whispered and gently brushed his lips against hers.
Once Lily had calmed down, James carried her into her room and tucked her into her bed. He kissed her forehead and said goodnight, when he turned to leave, a small hand grabbed his shirt, and he turned around to see what the matter was.
"James?" Lily said in a small voice "stay in here tonight?"
James thought about it for a moment, looking into Lilly's pleading eyes. He had never slept in the same bed with a girl without doing something. But, there is a first for everything.
He climbed in slowly and scooted himself to Lily carefully, and wrapped his arms around her. Lily turned so she was facing him, and snuggled into his chest.
"Lily?" James asked.
"Yes James?"
"What is this feeling?" he asked, stroking Lily's soft, silky hair.
"Well, I guess you like me" Lily replied. She felt a bit foolish saying this, one normally does not tell another person whom they like and it made her blush a bit.
"Can I tell you something?" James asked. He brought her head up so she was looking in his eyes again. James liked that, when she looked into his eyes.
"I have never liked someone before, sorry but this is new to me. I don't want to be how I used to for some reason; I don't want to use girls for my own perverted pleasures. I just want to be with you and only you"
Lily smiled and kissed James lightly on the lips, sending a jolt of electricity from the top of his spine, to his toes.
"I'll try and walk you through it" she whispered and grinned.
"Thanks love" he sighed and they both drifted off to sleep.
A/N: kinda long I think, but tell me what you thought!
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A/N: sorry it took so long . . . major writers block! Grrr.
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Lily and Nichole sat in Lily's bedroom doing their Charms homework. It had been a long and hectic day at Hogwarts, their Transfiguration had been doubled, and with the Slytherins, their potions teacher was obviously having a very, very bad day and chose to take his frustration out on James and Sirius, which meant that in within an hour, fifty points were taken from Gryffindor. And to top all the chaos of that day, there was a quiditch match, where it took James four long, sweaty, hot hours to find the bloody snitch.
"So" Nichole broke the silence "I have a queztion"
"Yes?" Lily replied, not looking up from her homework.
"If Jamez wazn't such an intolerabol git . . . and waz nice and fonny, and didn't get into troubel, would you ever considar going out with him?"
Lily looked at her best friend confused, and thought about the question long, and hard . . . would she?
"I'm not sure" Lily sighed, "why?"
"Juzt trying to make convorzation" Nichole said flatly.
The room fell silent again, but then they heard someone coming up the stone steps and James' bedroom door shutting.
"He'z baaaaccckkk!" Nichole taunted.
"Don't remind me" Lily sighed and finished her Charms homework.
About fifteen minutes later, James' door opened and there was a knock at Lily's.
"Yea?" Lily called.
"Hey Evans" James' voice came from the other side of the door "can you help me with Charms?" he asked.
Nichole coughed over her laugh as Lily scowled to the door. She went over to it and swung it open to reveal James leaning on the doorframe, with a hopeful look on his face.
"If you really think that I, Lily Evans will 'help you in Charms'((she air quoted)), you are SADLY mistaken" she gritted through her teeth.
"Not that!" James looked taken aback "Charms! Actual charms! I need help, I don't understand it"
"So what you are telling me Potter, is that the famous James Potter, head boy, Marauder, Hogwarts 'player', fairly good student, doesn't understand a bit of Charms?" Lily said, astonished.
"Fine!" James yelled "Don't help me! I'll get someone else to! You probably couldn't help me anyways!"
"Go away Potter!" Lily shouted and slammed the door. She heard James kick her door and walk to his bedroom where he slammed the door wrathfully.
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Lily sat in the great hall, eating her lunch by herself the next day, Nichole was probably with Sirius snogging somewhere, Ashlea was in the library and Sara was with Remus by the lake, 'talking'.
Lily had to admit that she was getting lonely, on one hand, she wanted a boyfriend, one that would hold her, love her and take care of her, on the other hand she didn't, because she wanted her freedom to spend time with her friends and keep doing her daily things that she did in life without her boyfriend asking so many questions.
She moved her potatoes around in her plate, thinking and not eating. When she found someone looking at her and sitting across the table. She slowly raised her head to find none other than James Potter.
"Can I ask you a question?" James said.
"Umm, okay" Lily said, wondering what it would be this time.
"Remember I the fifth year when you said that you would rather go out with the giant squid than me?"
"Yea" Lily replied, her lip quirked at the remembrance of that day.
"Do you still hold that?" he asked.
Lily sighed and looked into James' eyes. "You know, you're not so bad when you're not around the rest of the Marauders"
James grinned and ruffled his hair nervously.
"Do you hate me or not?" Lily asked.
"I don't know" James said quietly.
"Figure it out and then come talk to me" she sighed and got up to go join Ashlea in the library.
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"I don't get it!" Lily whispered. "How can 'hate' me and ask me that question?"
"Because he likes you Lily" Ashlea whispered back.
"If he likes me, why does he make my life a living hell?" she asked in a slightly louder tone.
"Because" Ashlea whispered, "that is probably the only way he can show it . . ." Ashlea closed her book "he's never really LIKED someone before"
Lily sighed and got up "I'm going back to the head's tower" she whispered.
"Want me to walk you?" Ashlea offered.
"Nah, its okay" Lily smirked "you study"
"Yea, yea, yea" Ashlea sighed "Study" and then looked over to a table of three Hufflepuff boys, all very good looking.
"Behave yourself" Lily grinned.
"I don't know, I like that blond" Ashlea quirked an eyebrow at a tall, lean and muscular blond seventh year Hufflepuff, he was very handsome and his deep blue eyes were in total concentration, studying the book in his hands.
Lily giggled and walked out of the library and to the Head's tower.
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when she reached the Heads commonroom, she decided to sit in one of the old leather, overstuffed couches and relax for a bit. She sat, slouched, something she never really did and leaned her head back on the edge of the comfortable couches. Lily closed her eyes and gently drifted into another world.
~^~^~((dream)))~^~^~
A beautiful young woman sat in a meadow full of tall grass, sunny daises, and tulips of ruby. The young woman of seventeen years, with hair the color of fire & eyes the shade of a brilliant emerald. She glided her fingers over the soft, silky grass and plucked a daisy, bringing it to her nose and breathing in the beautiful scent. She giggled to herself and laid in the tall grass, disappearing from the world above. She smiled to the sky, watching a flock of birds high above, gliding ever so gracefully over the baby blue sky.
Then suddenly someone was calling her name from a distance. The young woman stood up, smoothed her long, flowing white dress and fire hair, which had two white ribbon bows placed on either side, holding together her loose pigtails. Looking around, she saw a young man, about the same age as her, maybe a year older. He stood tall and confident; with hair has dark as midnight and awfully untidy (but in a sexy way), and eyes of hazel, deep with intense desire, covered with circle-brimmed glasses. His jaw prominent and looks of a Celtic god. He waved over to the girl and smiled brightly.
The girl ran over to the young man and embraced him tightly. He pulled away and she noticed his face getting closer to hers, and his eyes closing . . .
~^~^~((end dream))~^~^~
Lily gasped and sat up in the couch. What was that about? Was that . . . Potter? It couldn't have been . . . I mean sure, she didn't really know anyone else with black messy hair, except Sirius, but he didn't wear circle- brimmed glasses . . . and she didn't know any other guy with those looks and intense hazel eyes.
It was then when she realized that James and Sirius were sitting across from her on the other old leather couch, reading on of their schoolbooks, as far as she could tell. Lily rubbed her eyes sleepily and yawned, stretching her arms and making a sleepy whiny noise, which resembled a puppy whining.
"She's up Prongs" Sirius mumbled, not looking up from his book.
James looked up and saw Lily, slouching on the couch in front of him. He smirked at the sleepy body, which had just turned and rested her head in her arms, which were folded on the big armrest.
"Never mind" Sirius smirked, this time looking at the redheaded girl.
Lily closed her eyes and attempted to go to sleep again, when she realized what she just saw, she slowly raised her head and looked across from her, dreading to see James and Sirius again.
"What time is it Potter?" she asked, groggily.
"We need to talk" he responded.
"Oh, then I guess I missed dinner" Lily said sarcastically "Thank you for the time of day, Black, do you know what time it is?"
Sirius looked up and then down at his watch and gathered his things "time for me to go" he replied and exited the commonroom. Lily looked confused and very taken aback.
"What time is it?" Lily said loudly and slowly "Do you not understand me?"
"Yes I understand you" James replied, getting annoyed.
"Well?!" Lily yelled.
"It's bloody 8:30! Why are you getting mad?" James yelled back.
"Because you wouldn't answer me, and I just had the weirdest dream ever! And . . . and I . . . don't like to be watched while I'm sleeping!"
"Your mental! Me and Sirius weren't watching you!"
Lily rolled her eyes. Why was she getting mad? Talk about mood swing.
"We need to talk" James repeated himself.
"About?"
James got up and went to the window to look out on the school grounds. He ran his hand through his hair "what are you doing to me?" he asked.
"What?" Lily asked "What are you talking about Potter, I'm not doing anything to you"
James turned around and looked at Lily with a mix of desire and confusion "Then why is it that every time I look at you, my stomach churns? Every time I close my eyes, you are there in my mind, every time I'm with a girl, its you, and not them?"
"Excuse me?" Lily gasped, stunned. She did not know what to do. What was he saying, does he like her? Does he want to be with her? She was so shocked that she got up and headed to her bedroom so she could think things over before she did anything too rash.
She did not realize James followed her until she was almost to her door and he spun her around, holding her shoulders tightly.
"James . . . please" she whispered "Get off"
"No" James gritted through his teeth and pushed her against the wall "what are you doing to me? What is this feeling?"
"What feeling James?" Lily yelled, "you don't have feelings for me okay! You hate me! You ne-"
However, she was cut off, James lunged onto her lips with his, kissing her sweetly and hard, bruising her lips. Lily threw him off and pushed him to the wall on the other side of the hallway.
She went up to James and got in his face "Do not kiss me James Potter! You hate me! I hate you! It will never work!" she yelled.
James looked deep into the emerald eyes in front of his, they were welling up with tears and one slid down Lily's cheek. He brought his hand up and brushed it away with his thumb. Lily let out a sob and hit James' chest with her fist, falling on him and bawling into his chest "You hate me! You hate me! You hate me!" she yelled into James' chest between sobs. James wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
He lifted her head op with his index finger and wiped away the tears, rolling down her flushed cheeks and smiled "No I don't" he whispered and gently brushed his lips against hers.
Once Lily had calmed down, James carried her into her room and tucked her into her bed. He kissed her forehead and said goodnight, when he turned to leave, a small hand grabbed his shirt, and he turned around to see what the matter was.
"James?" Lily said in a small voice "stay in here tonight?"
James thought about it for a moment, looking into Lilly's pleading eyes. He had never slept in the same bed with a girl without doing something. But, there is a first for everything.
He climbed in slowly and scooted himself to Lily carefully, and wrapped his arms around her. Lily turned so she was facing him, and snuggled into his chest.
"Lily?" James asked.
"Yes James?"
"What is this feeling?" he asked, stroking Lily's soft, silky hair.
"Well, I guess you like me" Lily replied. She felt a bit foolish saying this, one normally does not tell another person whom they like and it made her blush a bit.
"Can I tell you something?" James asked. He brought her head up so she was looking in his eyes again. James liked that, when she looked into his eyes.
"I have never liked someone before, sorry but this is new to me. I don't want to be how I used to for some reason; I don't want to use girls for my own perverted pleasures. I just want to be with you and only you"
Lily smiled and kissed James lightly on the lips, sending a jolt of electricity from the top of his spine, to his toes.
"I'll try and walk you through it" she whispered and grinned.
"Thanks love" he sighed and they both drifted off to sleep.
A/N: kinda long I think, but tell me what you thought!
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