A/N: This chapter's especially short, and took especially long to put up, so you can complain all you want, but HEY, it's here! Voila! (I have no idea how to spell that, but the computer didn't correct me, so HA!) Thank you's are at the end, and IF you review, YOUR name will appear on that list, and when you see it, a warm, cuddly feeling willl overwhelm you. And who doesn't want that?
Disclaimer: ahem technically, when I signed the contract permitting me to have an account on fanfiction, I agreed that none of this was mine. But hey, it takes up space, which makes the chapter seem much longer than it really is. What's to lose?
Chapter 4I turned away from Alice's laughing face, surprisingly depressed. Usually things like that just roll off me. Weird. But, as usual, something kept me from pursuing my thoughts any further.
"It seems like just a little of that Potter charm will do the trick, eh? It certainly helped you out here."
"Shut it, Sirius."
He merely grinned. "You said you didn't like Evans, but I guess you can't hide from the truth– "
"I don't like her!"
"Don't like who? Evans?" Remus had found us. Does everyone think this? Remus rolled his eyes dramatically, conjuring a tremendous sigh. "We already had this conversation, in third year, remember?" His gaze shifted to Sirius. "Did you get any farther than last time?"
Sirius shook his head, as Remus grumbled about my stupidity. What great friends I have.
"So…how was yelling your ass off at Potter, Lily?"
"I wasn't yelling, Alice."
"Oh really?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow. "Could've fooled me."
Three hours into the train ride, and I was bored. Remus had gone off to fulfill his newly acquired prefect duties, while Sirius and Peter entertained themselves with Exploding Snap, the tips of their hair and eyebrows (or lack of) singed black. So I just sat there, really, doing nothing. This continued for half an hour, until Sirius casually remarked,
"I always thought you and Evans would make a great couple. Guess I'm right again."
MUST we go through this over and over? This is the second time today! Honestly, I preferred Peter's whining to this. "Bugger off."
Sirius ignored me, asking, "When are you gonna ask her out?"
I could feel myself growing red in the face, my body tightening up as I turned to face Sirius. It took all my willpower to contain my frustration. Shaking slightly, my voice strained as I said, "Sirius? PLEASE stop talking about Evans."I I glared at my friend, daring him to push me.
Sirius knew when to back down. 'Whatever you say James…"
I sauntered back to my compartment from the prefects meeting, pleased that my first day on the job went well.
I opened the door to find Frank and Alice, ears pressed against the wall, motioning for me to be quiet. I copied them (quietly), and listened to our neighbor's conversation.
"–Evans." James' muffled voice drifted through the walls.
Sirius's weary reply came, sighing, "Whatever you say James…"
Hmm. They were talking about me. Asses.
Normally, I'd burst in there, ready to put Potter in his place, but I decided to cut him some slack. (SEE Potter? I'm so not overly sensitive.)
I took out a book (an old favorite, "The Fellowship of the Ring"), while Alice and Frank chose similar activities, and a content silence settled upon our compartment. On page 202 – "You don't say, Mr. Mugwort!" said the landlord, looking puzzled – our neighbors intervened.
Knock Knock. The sound bore through our thin walls. I ignored it, preferring not to join in on the marauders' game.
Tap tap Tap tap KNOCK. Tap tap Tap tap KNOCK.
ARGH.
"Whatcha wanna do?" Sirius and I sat alone in the compartment (after a particularly ruthless game of Exploding Snap, Peter had gone off to see if anybody had an extra bottle of Quick-Gro).
Then, a light bulb switched on in Sirius's head. We should harass Evans. Of course, I failed to see the stupidity of this, forgetting how angry I had already made her today, and her reputation in charms. "Sure." I agreed. Sure? Jeez, how stupid can I get?
We started simple. Knock Knock. No answer.
We tried again, adding a little more variety into the rhythm.
Nothing.
Sirius and I rapped out a more complex one.
Boom da-boom-da Boom da-boom-da Tap Tap Tap Tap Boom da-boom-da Boom da-boom-da Tap Tap Tap Tap Boom da-boom-da Boom d–
Lily cut off our masterpiece by banged on the wall, causing the whole compartment rattle. "OY!" She hollered, "SHUT UP!"
Hehe. This was going to be fun.
A/N: ARGH! Stupid fanfiction (I don't really mean that) is messing up all my paragraphing that I worked so hard at! So if any paragraphing's weird, I'll try to fix it, but it's not my fault!
The thank you's: (these are the people who have the pleasure of enjoying warm cuddly feelings)
Phat duck: here it is, my extremely unpatient friend (that's what you get for not waiting for me to read a walk in your shoes) because of that unfortunate incident, some one is not going to get next chapter previews! So ha! I bet 10 cents you just said "WHAT?"
Revi: you're the only person besides talya/phat duck to have done more than one review! I congradulate you, PLEASE keep it up! (now I'm begging, but I don't care anymore) I'm glad you sympathise with my lack of knowledge. Nobody else does.
(I don't expect I'll keep this promise, you know my lack of willpower)
oh yes, thank you to
tom felton's one and only (previously starcrossedlovers?)
lingdot
maddie (your name's too hard to type, and I'm too lazy to copy and paste)
phat duck
loveinheaven (once again, too lazy to write correctly)
watervolleyhp
soccergirl975
who put me on their favorites list/author alert. Smooches!