The Flower that Finally Bloomed Chapter 6 Unrest Between the Heads
Lily opened her eyes slowly. James had vanished. 'It was just my fucking imagination,' Lily thought, surprisingly feeling disappointed. 'How pathetic,' Lily thought angrily, 'I'm sitting here dreaming that I could have Potter's bloody lips on mine.' Lily hastily wiped her eyes and tried to clean her mascara-stained cheeks. She then picked herself up and started to walk slowly to the Gryffindor Common Room.
James P.O.V.
James was making his way, well actually more like stomping, to Dumbledore's office. 'Aaargh,' James thought angrily, 'That girl is so…so…so…so hard-headed.' James stopped walking and took a few deep breaths. 'Much better…no use getting my blood pressure so high up because of that girl,' James thought more calmly.
"Well Jamsie-boy, looks like Dumbledore is only seeing one Head tonight," James said out loud.
At Dumbledore's office,
"Ah, Mr. Potter. You are half an hour late, and our dear Ms. Evans is not with you," Dumbledore enquired while raising his eyebrow questioningly.
"Umm…She had some…well…you could say deep issues, and decided not to come. But I can pass the instructions on to her," James said hesitantly.
Dumbledore sighed and said, "Look Mr. Potter. The reason why I wanted to have a meeting with you two was because I felt that you two do not get along much. But since Ms. Evans is not present, I guess I will have to talk to you first."
Dumbledore paused, and James could sense that he was trying to find the right words to phrase whatever he was about to say. Finally, he said, "Now, Mr. Potter. I understand that you have not been the nicest person to Ms. Evans, in the past. From that, I can deduce that she does not find you a very favourable person. But she needs your help Mr. Potter. See it from this point of view. She is a patient and you are a doctor. She may be strong willed at first, and refuse to accept the bitter medicine, but in the end, she has no choice but to accept what is good for her. So please Mr. Potter, help her. Together you two make a very capable pair of Heads."
James was a bit surprised at Dumbledore's speech, but amused all the same. HIM, help Lily. She would probably smother him to death in his sleep or something which involved him getting physically injured.
Dumbledore continued, "Another thing Mr. Potter. The Heads' dormitory is in the North Tower. The password is 'Heads are here'. So until our next meeting Mr. Potter, I bid you goodnight." With a loud POP!, Dumbledore disappeared.
'How the hell does he do that? I thought you couldn't apparate and disapparate within Hogwarts' grounds,' James thought, puzzled. 'Whatever. Better go tell Sirius and the rest about our new headquarters.'
Lily's P.O.V.
She had been walking for ten minutes, vaguely making out the way to the Gryffindor common room. Lily knew she must have looked terrible…swollen eyes…her hair all over the place…and mascara streaks down her cheeks. But she didn't care to let people see her broken, she was too tired. She only wanted to have a good sleep. Fuck Alison…Fuck James…Fuck them all…except Sara, her very own personal angel.
Lily took a few deep calming breaths before stepping through the portrait hole. She immediately felt the entire common room hush, as she entered. She saw them all shooting her sympathetic looks. They were giving HER, Lily Evans, sympathetic looks. Now that was one thing she could never stand. "What the hell are you all looking at huh? I'm not some sorta freak show am I? Get back to your own work or that will be twenty points from Gryffindor!!!" Lily shouted, losing her temper.
Suddenly, a big hand gripped her shoulder from out of nowhere. Lily turned around sharply, determined to give the offender a piece of her mind. 'Oh great….it's Potter,' Lily thought even more heatedly. But before she could say anything, James had dragged her to an empty corner. Everyone was looking at them, and James gave them a rather cold glare. They immediately pretended to go back to their work…after all; no one wanted to see James angry.
"Listen Evans, I'm not angry with you or anything but I do not have any desire to talk with you either. But since I decided to be responsible and turn up for our meeting with Dumbledore, I'm obliged to give you these instructions. The Head's dormitory is situated in the North Tower and the password is 'Heads are here', so don't forget it," James said smoothly, without a hint of emotion. James then began to walk off. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks and turned around. "Oh and try to keep that temper under control. Our house can't afford to loose anymore points you know," James drawled almost mockingly.
Lily was left by herself, spluttering indignantly. How dare he. How dare that pompous asshole say that to her. She was Head Girl and was entitled to take away points just like him….she…she…..aargh…she couldn't even find the words to express her anger at him. Lily just simply stomped her way to the Head's dorm. There she would give him a piece of her mind.
James' P.O.V.
James had entered the common-room, just in time to see Lily blow her head off. But he had to admit, she looked pretty gorgeous when she lost her temper. Her green eyes would turn several shades darker, her lips would go into an angry pout, and her beautiful fiery hair would fly about her, as if to emphasize her anger. The only word that came to James' mind was "Wow". Suddenly, he remembered his purpose for finding her and walked towards her, while mentally bracing himself for the fury of this enraged temptress. When he finally reached her, her back was facing him, so he decided to put his hand on her shoulder. As she turned around, James swore he thought he saw her eyes turn almost black when she saw him. At that moment, even the admired quidditch captain felt a twinge of fear in his heart. But he quickly shook the feeling away and put on his stony calm face.
While dragging an obviously unpleased Lily, James made his way to an empty corner of the common room. When he had stopped walking, he noticed that everyone around them was shooting them inquisitive glances. James quickly gave them a stony glare which quickly diverted their gazes. He then proceeded to relay the information to her as smoothly and coolly as he could. After his task was done, James walked away towards Sirius, stopping only to tease her, something which he never could resist.
"Um….YOOHOO!! Prongsie me boy! Are you listening to anything I am saying or daydreaming about your beloved Lils?" Sirius practically shrieked into James' dreamy face.
"Huh…What…oh of course Blackie….but I didn't quite catch the last bit. What was the last bit about again….?" James quickly said, unconvincingly, before relapsing into his stupor again.
"Well let's see, I was naming the top ten girls who make the hottest dates, and giving my own 'personal' reasons why, but Prongs decided that a certain red-headed Head Girl named LILY EVANS, was more captivating than MUA," Sirius ranted like an old lady, in an annoyed voice.
"It's no use Sirius. Prongs seems quite caught up with Lily," said Remus, with a shake of his head. Then he turned to James and said analytically, "But James, you do know she's a hard catch. A pretty violent one to say the least. But it is a well known fact that the violent ones are also the most passionate ones."
At this sudden remark about Lily, James seemed to have regained his full concentration. "I think you guys are pretty aware of the fact that she downright despises me. Both of us aren't exactly on good terms at the moment," James sighed.tiredly.
Sirius snorted, "That's a severe understatement Jamsie. Seeing the look on her face in the common room just now, when she saw you, she might have as well killed you on the spot with that look of hers."
"Yea I know….,"James trailed off as he yawned. "Well I'm off to get some shut eye," said James, suddenly standing up.
"Hold on Prongs. You haven't revealed to us fellow Marauders the details on your new dorm, yet. James, you know that is breaking our number one Marauder rule: What you know, we know," Sirius finished, flailing his arms dramatically.
"Alright, alright….sheesh," James grumbled. "But no spending the night there, and since when did we have a Marauder rule. I thought we WERE supposed to be breaking rules."
"Ahhh….that's where you are slightly wrong Prongs. We are only opposed to rules which have been enforced to preserve peacefulness," Sirius said matter-of-factly. Then his ebony black eyes focused intensely on James' hazel ones and he said, "Now back to the point. So tell me already Prongs…tell me the password to luxury."
James sighed, "There goes my last hope for any peace and quiet at all this year. North Tower, password's 'Heads are here'…I appeal to you Sirius, do not follow me back tonight. I'm very tired and it's nearly midnight. I've also got loads of work to do tomorrow." James then disappeared through the portrait hole.
As he approached the Head's dorm, James half wanted Lily to still be awake so that they could straighten things out, but the other half of him was still proud and indignant on admitting defeat. He muttered the password and slowly entered, trying to be as quiet as possible. James noticed a heap of silky red hair tumbling down in masses on the side of one of the couches near the fireplace. James crept over to see what or who it was. What he saw made him suck in a sharp intake of breath. It was Lily Evans.
She was dressed in a humble nightgown, sleeveless but not see-through. James saw the book half clasped in her hand and deduced that she must have fallen asleep reading. James saw that the book was a romance novel. 'Typical Lily, always the romantic,' James thought to himself. He allowed himself to appreciate her flawless milky white skin and flaming red hair, illuminated by the firelight. To James she looked like a goddess, an angel. Right there and then he was perfectly ready to call a truce with her. But he certainly didn't want to wake her up. Instead, he got up and walked tiredly to his room, anxious to dream about his perfect angel again.