A Fairy Tale | Chapter 13
"Wh-what?" Ronnie stammered. "What are you talking about, Lily?"
"How could you?" Lily repeated in the same, deadly whisper, ignoring all the stares and questioning glances she was receiving.
"I--I'm guessing the potion has just worn off," Remus said. He put an arm around Ronnie, who looked like she was about to cry. "Look, Lily--"
"You were in on this," Lily said softly. "All of you."
"All of us what?" James asked, very confused. "What are you guys talking about? What potion?"
"Oh, don't pretend like you're innocent," Lily snarled at James. "You are in on this too."
"In on what?" James yelled, frustrated. "Would someone please clue me in on what's happening?"
"Them…all of them…." Lily said, turning back to the rest. "They gave me a potion…some sort of potion that made me…made me behave like…behave the way I did…."
"Lily," Andie began, "I know you're mad, but please let us explain."
"Okay, explain. Explain why you guys betrayed me. Explain why I should trust you anymore. Explain why my friends did this."
Lily's words were like razors, cutting through her friends' fleshes…and that last bit, about the friends thing, was just like having salt thrown on their open wounds. Andie winced, while Ronnie kept on crying softly. Lily knew her words hurt. But she wanted them to.
"Well? Explain!"
"You see…Sirius…he started the idea to get you and…you and James together…and when we found out, we…well, we didn't stop him, but only because--"
"You didn't stop him," Lily cut in. Tears are, too, running down her cheeks. "You'd rather go along with him and hurt me."
"No!" Ronnie cried out. "It's not like that, Lily. We're your friends; we wouldn't hurt you."
"That ship had sailed," Lily said quietly. She turned her back on them and ran back up to her dormitory.
Nobody had really asked James his thoughts during this whole scenario. Nobody had even noticed him. Except Sirius.
"Prongs?" he asked, after Lily left. The rest turned to look at him.
"What you guys did was really low," James said, shaking his head in disappointment. He also retreated into the dorms.
Ronnie collapsed on the couch and sobbed. Remus sat next to her and gently stroked her back. Andie looked around the buzzing Common Room, people discussing what they had just seen. The Head Girl, arguing with her friends…something about potions and whatnot! Andie recognized the mess she had been part of and ran. Just running away from that mess. Sirius, the only one who saw Andie running, decided to go after her. Peter sat quietly on an armchair and stared into the fire. Things were good in the old days. Now…everything is wrong. Just…wrong.
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Sirius found Andie sitting by the lake, her back leaning against a tree, her watery eyes watching the sunset. He plopped down next to her.
"Hey," he said softly. She did not reply. "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Andie repeated, turning to face him. "Did you miss what happened in the Common Room? I took part in running my best friend's life, that's what's wrong! And…and now she hates me."
"She doesn't hate you. I mean, yeah she might be cold towards you and perhaps glare at you every once in a while, but she doesn't hate you."
"Gee, thanks, Sirius. I feel so much better now."
"Glad I could help," Sirius said. Then he acted on his name's sake. "Look, Lily might be upset now. But she's still you friend. She'll get over your mistakes."
Andie just nodded absently.
"Here," Sirius said, suddenly getting an idea. "I know what'll cheer you up."
"What?"
Sirius picked Andie up, to her protest, and surprisingly threw her in the lake. Well, actually, since it's Sirius we're talking about, it wasn't so surprising. He returned the Andie back to her spot on the grass.
Sirius gasped and said, "Andie! Are you breathing?"
"Yes, but I nearly didn't! What, for Flitwick's hairs' sake, are you doing?"
"Oh no! You're really not breathing! Now I have to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on you!"
"What?! Sirius, you--"
"Hush, Andie! If you waste your breath any more, I'm going to have to give you even more mouth-to-mouth!"
"But I'm not--"
Too late. Sirius had already placed his mouth over hers, blowing gently, making her giggle, even though she didn't want to. He sat back up. "Oh no! You still need air!"
"Sirius--"
But once more had Sirius claimed her mouth. This time, he actually kissed her. Andie kissed back, until she really needed air. She pushed him off and pretended to glare at him.
"That was supposed to cheer me up?" she asked.
Sirius grinned guiltily. "Well, yeah. More me than you, but hey, I need to be cheered up too."
Andie swatted him playfully. Then she gave him a little peck on his lips and got up. She started walking back to the castle, leaving Sirius rooted to his spot on the grass. Did Andie just voluntarily kissed him?
Yes, you moron. She did.
How would you know? Sirius wondered.
Because the author made her!
Really? Can you tell author to make her--
Oh, shut up, and call after her.
"Hey Andie!" Sirius yelled.
"What?" she called back.
"Was I successful in cheering you up?"
"Yeah!"
"Need more cheering up?"
"Not right now, but try cheering up Snape! He still look sour from that time you slipped Mrs. Kooky Extra Soury Lemony Lemonade into his pumpkin juice!"
Cheering up Snape? Oh! She meant giving him mouth-to…Oh--my--
"You are in for it, Andie!" And he chased after her.
The author would like to say that this little piece of fluff was just a little introductory. It will be followed by some slight angst and then…
Drum roll please…
The fluffiest chapter yet!
So be warned.
And get your fuzzy, pink, heart-shaped pillow ready!
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A/N: Sorry this chapter took a long time. I've been extremely busy.
I know that's my excuse every time, but it's true. Things have been very hectic for me.
That scene with Sirius performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on Andie was inspired by something I read in a magazine.
A little sad note: The next chapter will be the last one. This story is nearly over. But never fear, my dears! i o u a name always have another story right after a finished one. I'm not sure whether it would be a joint one or a separate one, just yet, but when I find out, you'll be the first to know.
And although I haven't written it yet, I'm almost positive that the last chapter would be an extra long one.
I published a new one-shot! If you haven't read it yet, please do.
Title: Becoming A Dad
Genres: General/Poetry
Rating: G
Summary: A one-shot about the night of Harry's birth. Told in James's point-of-view. With lyrics from Edgar A. Guest's poem, Becoming A Dad.
You can find it if you click on my name up there.
Please review. It would be most appreciate.
Talking about reviews…
Whoa. Okay, calm down readers/reviewers. I opened my inbox and almost all of the reviews told me that I'm either mean or evil for that cliffhanger at the end of chapter twelve. ::Laughs:: It was a nice place to end the chapter though. Can you blame me?
vamperfly: Thanks…dude. ::Laughs::
LJstagflower4e: ::Laughs:: I'm glad you liked it. Thanks.
Kat44: Thanks! It was intended to be different. Like I said, things are getting serious. And as for the sad parts…well, you've read my other stories, right? I have to have a bit of angst in my writing. I just can't write a pure fluffy story…although most of them are really fluffy.
MegHarts: ::Laughs:: You know what? I'm not sure…
Disclaimer: None of the characters in this fan fiction belongs to me. They're owned by J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros and a whole lot of other companies and people, but certainly not me. The only ones that belong to me are those that you don't recognize.