Omg I feel so bad for not updating. I own nothing. I hope you enjoy the most recent edition. I had writer's block like mad crazy. Let me kno what u think
3 Carrie
You probably think that I hold resentment for you
But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter
After her fifth shot of vodka in twenty minutes Lily began to strongly suspect that she was drunk. She lifted her bottle and toasted the portrait of an elderly looking man seated atop a large dragon.
"You don't know shit," she said, her words slurred together, "Fuck dragons. Fuck you. I could use a fucking dragon. I'd have it burn James fucking Potter to cinders."
Meanwhile, from the shadows Morgan and James watched Lily become increasingly intoxicated.
Morgan turned to James, "Well, I'd say you fucked things up royally."
James smiled, "But damn that girl looks so fine." He was watching Lily with an amused look on his face. James took another drag from his cigarette and coolly flicked the ashes near Morgan's feet, "Fancy a fag?"
Morgan gave him an incredulous look.
"Not a cigarette smoker, eh? Well it's your lungs."
"Shut up James," Morgan hissed, "What did you do to her?"
"It's quite simply. I used a beautifying charm," James took the look of astonishment on Morgan's face as complimentary, "Really Morgan. I know it was a brilliant idea but a simple thank you would suffice as opposed to your open mouthed admiration."
Morgan gasped and paced the small room so she would not feel the urge to permanently pull out James' vexing hair. She conjured up two chairs and pointed to one.
"Oh no I'm quite fine standing."
"Sit." Morgan said in a menacing tone.
James sat and prepared himself for Morgan's inevitable bitching.
"Look I don't know who the hell you think you are. You and your slut boyfriends walk around like your shit should be enshrined. Maybe the whole school falls for your act but I for one do not. I want to know what you want from Lily."
James quickly changed the look of shock on his face to subtle smugness, "There's nothing I want more than for Lily to be happy. I feel it is my duty as Twice Voted Hogwart's Sexiest Student to spread some of the beauty around Hogwarts." James gently steered Morgan to look at Lily and whispered, "Don't you think she looks much better?"
Morgan eyed Lily and had to admit James was right. He had improved Lily's looks to the point of her practically being unrecognizable. Lily's hair had gone from a fire engine red to a subtle auburn. Her eyes had changed to a lighter tint and her lips were now a sinful crimson. However, the crowning attribute had been the fact that her chest had grown a few sizes. She was quite gorgeous.
Morgan turned to James and admitted that he was right although to be fair to Morgan her admittance was grudgingly submitted. James clapped his hands in delight and turned away. As he proceeded to strut out of the room he called over his shoulder,
"Do try to clean her up. I hate when beauty goes to waste."
Morgan's patience snapped and she pulled her wand out of her robes, muttered a few words and heard a satisfying crash resound from the hallway.
After a few seconds of silence James popped his head back into the room, "I do wish you would teach me that curse. I've been dying to learn how you manage to make an chandelier fall on a person's head without actually causing death." As an enraged look crossed Morgan's face James managed a weak smile and left the room before she could do further damage. Morgan felt a small glow of pride and then heard Lily's increasingly more violent threats drift towards her. She sighed and went to cheer her friend.
Lily was draped across a couch and about to take another shot when Morgan removed the bottle from her grasp.
"I think you've had enough," she said.
"Morgan dear! So glad you could join us. This old man and I were just having a lovely chat about dragon feces. Weren't we Cornelius?" Lily asked the portrait.
The supposed Cornelius shook his head at Morgan and said in a strong Scottish brogue, "You've got yer hands filled with that one, lassie. I'm off fer a drink with me cronies."
The two girls watched him leave and Lily said, "That's a fine man. A fine man."
"Okay, well I think it's time to get you to bed." Morgan lifted Lily to her feet and began to drag her towards the door.
Lily followed obediently and asked, "Why didn't James like my radiant personality?"
Morgan sighed, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Talk about what? The fact that my radiant personality isn't enough to keep James around. To talk about the fact that he felt the need to completely change the way I look on a whim."
"You're drunk. Maybe we should talk about it tomorrow"
Lily looked up with a maniacal grin, "So fucking what? It's about time that the perfect prefect cut loose."
Morgan hesitated before speaking again, "Well you do look good."
Lily's eyes flared, "I know I look good but that's not the point."
"He just made a few minor adjustments that I would have done myself if you would have let me."
Lily muttered, "He made me feel ridiculous."
"Maybe this is just what you need for a confidence booster. He was only trying to help. He just didn't go about it the right way but what can you expect from the male species. They think with the wrong head."
Lily slumped against Morgan's shoulder, "I'll get him back. If it's the last thing I do."
Morgan shrugged. Lily was stubborn and she would usually only listen to her friend's advice until after her temper cooled. They made their way back to the common room and Morgan gently helped Lily to bed. She smoothed back her friend's hair as Lily drifted off to sleep.
"Morgan, I've thought of a brilliant idea." Lily murmured, "Wait till after breakfast though. I think better when I only see two hands instead of five."
The next day during breakfast Lily wore large sunglasses and a black velvet hat to disguise the "modest" changes James had made. Her desire to be incognito did little to prevent the stares she received when she entered the dining hall. As her best friend Morgan tried to draw more attention to herself by dropping her tray. It proved to have little effect. Too many people had been at James' spectacle yesterday and too many people had seen the new Lily Potter. When they sat Lily immediately began to whisper to Morgan.
The four marauders watched them anxiously.
Sirius bit into his toast, "What you suppose they're talking about?"
"Probably about how grateful they are to me for improving Lily's life," James said cockily.
Remus was doubtful, "I'm not so sure Prongs. Morgan and Lily are not the usual bimbos you pick out."
Sirius broke in excitedly, "Oh speaking of bimbos, guess who I shagged last night!"
Peter let out a cry of excitement, "Caryn!'
Sirius looked disgusted, "No Andie Vinyard."
"Oy! I wanted to shag that hot little number." James said indignantly.
"She was so good last time I couldn't resist her advances again. It would have been rude of me."
Peter was furious, "Dammit Sirius. I wish you would stay on target. We would be up to the record of 222 if you would stop fucking girls that you've already been with. I know Caryn is not gorgeous"
"Downright hideous," James coughed.
Peter glared and continued with his ranting, "But seriously she's practically begging for it."
"I'm trying," Sirius whined, "She's got this hang-up about God. Says he's watching all the bloody time."
All three marauders turned their head from Sirius to stifle their laughter.
Remus turned to Sirius trying to look serious, "Tough luck."
"Well shut the hell up Remus. I've noticed you seem to be developing a crush on the freak." Sirius shot back.
Remus blushed. It was true. Morgan had been completely different from what he expected. Her legs and pretty face had been his initial attraction but her fun spirit and caring nature were beginning to draw him in. However, the odd stares his silence was causing made him uneasy.
"I don't like her. She's just got great legs."
"What's taking so long?" Peter asked.
Remus also did not want to admit that this was harder than past conquests. She seemed to simply not want to have sex with him. She had made allusions to the fact that their had been a previous boyfriend. So Remus ruled out the idea that Morgan was a simpering virgin.
So he muttered, "She's afraid it will hurt."
James clapped him on the back, "Never took you for the large one Remus but who knew!"
"Thanks James," Remus said wryly, "Anyways, do you think Lily somehow found a countercurse?"
"Nah she's just hiding her glorious new body until she gets used to it. Wait a week and she'll be showing it off," James said confidently.
"I want to get even," Lily said, "And I know how."