DISCLAIMER: I claim not to claim JK Rowling's work, including characters, spells, settings, and anything else I have used that are hers...
Sitting in front of the Gryffindor common room fire James doodled on a bit of parchment, his quill seeming to make lines on its own accord. He watched as he sketched an eye and started writing...
`I thought we saw eye to eye,
when we were dancing cheek to cheek.
I thought that when you kissed me,
your knees also grew weak.
But now I see that was wrong,
what will I do without you, Lily?
Will you just laugh at me?
Call my love for you silly?
BUT WHAT IS LIFE WITHOUT YOU?
You fool, James. You know it's YOUR FAULT. I laid my heart in front of her, what else can I do? I thought she would accept me for who I am, but I guess not...'
James sighed, forcing his hand to stop pouring his thoughts out onto the parchment. He folded his arms on the table, burying his head in them. Before he realized what was happening he had tears running down his face.
Suddenly a voice whispered "raspberry cheesecake" to him. Turning he saw Sirius.
James: "I'm being silly again..."
Sirius: "Better than being Dark..."
James: "Not much..."
Sirius: "Better a bit silly once in a while than not showing your feelings and getting such a cold heart from holding them in that you join the Dark Side..."
James: "Thanks, Padfoot... not that it's possible to conceal my feelings with people I know so well around me..." Thankfully, he had stopped crying...
Sirius: "Remember, you're always better being human than not showing your feelings..."
James smiled: "I will... I'm actually wanting some food, want to raid the kitchens with me?"
Sirius: "Of course!"
James went to get his invisibility cloak and they made their way to the kitchens...
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Lily Evans. Yes, her, the redheaded mudblood. She was laughing at me. Laughing! I can see Prince Potter and his little... cult... laughing, but Lily Evans? I thought she didn't hate me... Does she?
Lily Evans, hating me?
Something seems wrong, ever since she stuck up for me that one day... I had to call her a mudblood, didn't want Prince Potter and his Cult thinking I like her, but maybe she doesn't care that I did that... (a/n: yes, this IS Snape's rant...) It's very obvious that Prince Potter loves her... I'll find some way to use that against him... Too bad she doesn't like me, then I could make Prince Potter jealous... Silly girl. Ruining my plots...
At least I got Pettigrew, the spineless fool, the Dark Lord will thank me, though, a spy... I think the gum left my hair pink... maybe I'll have to wash it...
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Lily sat on her bed after yelled at him, glaring at her journal. She had so far written a bunch of angry scribbles, but managed to begin to form coherent sentences:
`James Potter fool. He is. I hate him. No. I don't hate him. I love him so much that I want him to be perfect... He's the only I expect to be perfect, the only one. The only one I love enough to want that for...'
She sighed before continuing...
`James Potter... He turned my world upside down. My loves and my hates were always clear, I never was in the middle in my opinions... But James Potter... his hazel eyes taunt me, they want me to be like him, to throw away the idea of perfect...
I never laughed to much in my life as the times I talked with James and his friends... Sirius is really never serious, Remus has a humorous side that you'd never except in a werewolf, and Peter... he's a bit of a fool, but he's rather funny while he's a fool... And James... he's always laughing and enjoying life. I wish I was more like him... Only I really don't like his idea that being mediocre is acceptable...'
She read over what she had written, feeling like she had taken her worries and transferred them to the paper, leaving her mind slightly clearer than it had been. She curled up in bed and whispered softy "I love you, James... someday I'll be able to stop hating the face you put forth to the world and love the inner side, the real you, that you showed me that night and in forbidden forest..."
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James lay in his bed, he was full to the point of being content, but not overly. He listened to Peter's soft snoring and the occasional grunts that Sirius made in his sleep. He had grown accustomed to his three dorm-mates after four years with them so that it was comforting to hear them. It had been a bit odd for him to fall asleep with people in the same room as him, but now he was comforted by knowing that he has people near him. He whispered to the dark room "I love you, Lily Evans, someday you will see, I'm not the fool you think I am..."
Sitting in front of the Gryffindor common room fire James doodled on a bit of parchment, his quill seeming to make lines on its own accord. He watched as he sketched an eye and started writing...
`I thought we saw eye to eye,
when we were dancing cheek to cheek.
I thought that when you kissed me,
your knees also grew weak.
But now I see that was wrong,
what will I do without you, Lily?
Will you just laugh at me?
Call my love for you silly?
BUT WHAT IS LIFE WITHOUT YOU?
You fool, James. You know it's YOUR FAULT. I laid my heart in front of her, what else can I do? I thought she would accept me for who I am, but I guess not...'
James sighed, forcing his hand to stop pouring his thoughts out onto the parchment. He folded his arms on the table, burying his head in them. Before he realized what was happening he had tears running down his face.
Suddenly a voice whispered "raspberry cheesecake" to him. Turning he saw Sirius.
James: "I'm being silly again..."
Sirius: "Better than being Dark..."
James: "Not much..."
Sirius: "Better a bit silly once in a while than not showing your feelings and getting such a cold heart from holding them in that you join the Dark Side..."
James: "Thanks, Padfoot... not that it's possible to conceal my feelings with people I know so well around me..." Thankfully, he had stopped crying...
Sirius: "Remember, you're always better being human than not showing your feelings..."
James smiled: "I will... I'm actually wanting some food, want to raid the kitchens with me?"
Sirius: "Of course!"
James went to get his invisibility cloak and they made their way to the kitchens...
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Lily Evans. Yes, her, the redheaded mudblood. She was laughing at me. Laughing! I can see Prince Potter and his little... cult... laughing, but Lily Evans? I thought she didn't hate me... Does she?
Lily Evans, hating me?
Something seems wrong, ever since she stuck up for me that one day... I had to call her a mudblood, didn't want Prince Potter and his Cult thinking I like her, but maybe she doesn't care that I did that... (a/n: yes, this IS Snape's rant...) It's very obvious that Prince Potter loves her... I'll find some way to use that against him... Too bad she doesn't like me, then I could make Prince Potter jealous... Silly girl. Ruining my plots...
At least I got Pettigrew, the spineless fool, the Dark Lord will thank me, though, a spy... I think the gum left my hair pink... maybe I'll have to wash it...
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Lily sat on her bed after yelled at him, glaring at her journal. She had so far written a bunch of angry scribbles, but managed to begin to form coherent sentences:
`James Potter fool. He is. I hate him. No. I don't hate him. I love him so much that I want him to be perfect... He's the only I expect to be perfect, the only one. The only one I love enough to want that for...'
She sighed before continuing...
`James Potter... He turned my world upside down. My loves and my hates were always clear, I never was in the middle in my opinions... But James Potter... his hazel eyes taunt me, they want me to be like him, to throw away the idea of perfect...
I never laughed to much in my life as the times I talked with James and his friends... Sirius is really never serious, Remus has a humorous side that you'd never except in a werewolf, and Peter... he's a bit of a fool, but he's rather funny while he's a fool... And James... he's always laughing and enjoying life. I wish I was more like him... Only I really don't like his idea that being mediocre is acceptable...'
She read over what she had written, feeling like she had taken her worries and transferred them to the paper, leaving her mind slightly clearer than it had been. She curled up in bed and whispered softy "I love you, James... someday I'll be able to stop hating the face you put forth to the world and love the inner side, the real you, that you showed me that night and in forbidden forest..."
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James lay in his bed, he was full to the point of being content, but not overly. He listened to Peter's soft snoring and the occasional grunts that Sirius made in his sleep. He had grown accustomed to his three dorm-mates after four years with them so that it was comforting to hear them. It had been a bit odd for him to fall asleep with people in the same room as him, but now he was comforted by knowing that he has people near him. He whispered to the dark room "I love you, Lily Evans, someday you will see, I'm not the fool you think I am..."