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Chapter 10
"Lucious Malfoy! You leave him alone this instant or I swear – "
"You swear you'll do what, precious?"
Lily was shocked to walk in the door to see Malfoy tormenting Mark and was further annoyed that he had interrupted her already weak threat.
"Or I'll kiss James! I don't know but whatever I do will be so bad that I haven't' even thought of it yet." Lily was steaming.
"So you mean kissing me wouldn't be that bad because you did think of it." James smirked.
Harry, who had been awakened by all the loud voices, threw a pillow at James to shut him up. Lucious's lip curled. He lowered his wand and sauntered ever to Lily. She backed against the wall and looked defiantly up at him.
"I couldn't possibly have my girl kissing that arrogant James Potter. I can't let him intrude upon my property..."
"Too bad I don't belong to you. Besides, I'd rather kiss James than see your repulsive face." Lily spat back.
"Hey! Any time, Evans! I'll be here through the week!" James said loudly. Lily chose to continue ignoring him.
"It's a shame you think that, Lily my dear. Together we could be so great. Your beauty and brains coupled with my exponential power... we could be great. You should really consider going to the ball with me. I promise you won't regret it..." Lucious touched a fingertip to Lily's cheek before he walked out the door without a backwards glance. Lily flinched at his touch.
"Gosh, come in here to pay a visit and get hit on by Lucious... this is just a wonderful day." Lily muttered sarcastically. "Anyways, Harry, how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, thanks for asking. A little sore and achy but otherwise fine. I'll survive." James interrupted. Lily threw him a dirty look.
"The guys, Hermione and Mary asked me to bring you and James some stuff. They would have come themselves but they seemed to be having an important conversation. Hermione said you would know what it was and you would understand, Harry."
She dumped a bag of Honeydukes sweets at the foot of Harry's bed. The three jumped when they heard a voice six beds over.
"Thanks for makin' Lucious leave, Lily. Hey guys, toss some of the goods over here." Mark's voice was weak and he moved shakily to a sitting position.
"Mark! I wasn't expecting you to be awake. When I came in I honestly thought Lucious was talking to himself. Are you doing better?" Lily looked truly concerned for Mark's health. James's heart sank, thinking that she would care so little about him but be so concerned about Harry and Mark.
"You mean besides my massive headache? I think I need another shot of potion... that should put me out for a few more hours."
James tossed him a chocolate frog and Mark thanked him.
"So Harry, I hear you were considering becoming seeker. It that right?" Lily looked inquiringly at him and sat at the edge of his bed,
"Uh..." Harry glanced at Mark. He didn't know yet and now he looked fully alert, all pain forgotten.
"Huh? James, are you out?..." Mark's eyes were wide.
"Um... actually, Professor McGonagall said you'll have to sit this season out... I'm really sorry, mate. We were gonna tell you as a team but... I'm going to take your spot and Harry'll be our seeker."
Mark's face fell and his eyes glittered with moisture. He looked at each of them in turn before sitting back and staring at the ceiling.
"James I swear, if you're joshin' me, now is not the time. Man if you're kidding me I'm gonna do everything in my power to get out of this bed and knock you out."
Lily moved to sit on his bed and put a comforting arm around his shoulders.
"Wish I was, mate. I'm hoping you can come back by the end of the season and you'll definitely be back for next year."
Mark closed his eyes and leaned into Lily, who smoothed his short brown hair back and whispered consolingly to him. James was slightly jealous but his depression for his friend outweighed his jealousy.
It was then that Madam Pomfry bustled into the room, looking dreadfully cheerful.
"All right, Miss Evans, out with you. Can't have you disturbing all three of my handsome patients' recovery." Madam Pomfry shooed her away and forbid any further talking. Lily scowled but waved good-bye and left.
*****
"Ugh, can't I go to bed yet? I'm dog tired." Ron whined. Harry immediately thought of Sirius at the mention of a dog. Sirius was dead in Harry's day but just then, only a few feet away was a sixteen-year-old Sirius, alive, healthy, and currently planning a scam for Snape.
"No, it's your fault you didn't do your homework sooner. I would hope you'd learn from this experience but you never do, Ron. Hurry up and I'll check it for you." Hermione said curtly. Lily was with her as backup support.
"Hey Harry! C'mere. Tell us what we can do to improve our already spectacular plan..."
Harry obeyed Sirius's request, despite Hermione's desperate attempts to make him keep doing his homework. He was almost done anyway.
"'K' this is what we're gonna do..." James launched into their plan to, once again, publicly humiliate Snape.
"Guys," Harry interrupted. "I think you're running out of ideas. Didn't you do something like that last time?"
The Marauders faced were horror stricken. How could they ever run out of ideas? Surely they weren't loosing their touch.
"Tell us, oh Great One, if you are so good, what do you propose we do?" Sirius, James, Remus and Peter leaned in closer to hear. Poor Ron tried to get away to join them but Hermione wouldn't hear of it. Harry grinned sadistically.
"All right guys, this is what we'll do..."
The five of them spent the next hour, heads bent low, planning the demise of Snape. Later, they briefed Ron for the proper procedure to carry out the plan.
"Harry I swear, you and James have the greatest minds for this kind of stuff." Sirius grinned evilly. Harry, himself, was surprised that his idea was so good. He supposed he had a lot of ideas that were inspired by Fred and George.
Harry went to bed that night excited for the plans for Snape as well as feeling sorry for Ron who was still working on his homework with Hermione as his slave driver. Harry pulled back his covers and slipped into bed.
"Hey! The sheets only go the middle... guys!" Harry was stuck in his sheets and accidentally rolled of the edge of his bed while trying to disentangle himself from the mess.
"Oh, that was your bed we short sheeted...? Sorry, had no idea..." Sirius muttered sleepily.
*****
Date: Monday, October the 27th
Time: 7:03 AM
Location: Great Hall
It was a quiet morning, just like any other Monday morning. Sleeping in and staying up late had caught up to the students and all was soft and subdued. Then, in walked trouble...
Harry, followed by Ron and the four Marauders, walked absolutely expressionless toward the Gryffindor house table. They sat with the attitude that nothing in the world was remotely interesting today and that they would very much rather be watching paint dry on a house than to be there. Their actions – or lack of – surprised all into frenzied whispers that buzzed through the hall.
Suddenly, the doors to the hall burst open and there stood Snape. His hair was washed for the first time in no one knew how long and was slicked back, his robes properly pressed and shoes shined. His hands were perfectly manicured and his tie perfectly knotted. He had a strange smile on his face and seemed to be looking for something, or rather, someone. When he spotted what he was looking for he threw up his hands in a surprised, rather feminine way.
"Lucious, you big manly man, I've been looking for you!" Snape strode to the table, swaying his hips, resembling Madam Pomfry, and taking a seat next to Lucious Malfoy. Malfoy's face was paler than normal and he backed away from Snape in utter disgust.
The students in the hall burst out laughing, all but Harry, Ron and the Marauders. The Head Boy and Head Girl marched over to the Slytherin table to try and drag Snape away from Lucious. The Head Girl, Loraine Baines, was much more forceful and demanding than poor George McFly, who was a bit of a nerdy weakling, so the Head Boy resorted to attempting to restore order in the hall. Dubledore sat back very amused. George McFly glanced around the room to try and detect where the source came from. George tugged on Loraine's sleeve and whispered something – though he was sure to keep his distance from her – in her ear.
"Honestly, George, grow a pair and maybe you can do this yourself one day." She turned to all of the students. "You six down there!" Loraine demanded. "Yes you," she added when Harry, Ron and the rest of the Marauders looked around, appalled that she would ever accuse them of the crime. "I want all of you outside this instant! C'mon George." Loraine grabbed him by the arm to drag him behind. She slowed and smiled as she passed by a sandy haired boy. "'Morning, Marty," she breathed and whisked away after passing him. The boy called Marty looked at her queerly and hurried away,
Harry, Ron and the rest of the guys followed the Head Boy and Girl out of the hall.
A/N: Yes, I know. Bummer chapter but that's okay. I had to make Harry really seem like one of the guys. In the next chapter.... Wait, why am I telling you? All I can say is that it will be mushier I think... more Lily/Harry, James/ no Lily... You get the idea... anyways, review please, like always. You're all wonderful... I gotta work on my next chapter now... yay...
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Chapter 10
"Lucious Malfoy! You leave him alone this instant or I swear – "
"You swear you'll do what, precious?"
Lily was shocked to walk in the door to see Malfoy tormenting Mark and was further annoyed that he had interrupted her already weak threat.
"Or I'll kiss James! I don't know but whatever I do will be so bad that I haven't' even thought of it yet." Lily was steaming.
"So you mean kissing me wouldn't be that bad because you did think of it." James smirked.
Harry, who had been awakened by all the loud voices, threw a pillow at James to shut him up. Lucious's lip curled. He lowered his wand and sauntered ever to Lily. She backed against the wall and looked defiantly up at him.
"I couldn't possibly have my girl kissing that arrogant James Potter. I can't let him intrude upon my property..."
"Too bad I don't belong to you. Besides, I'd rather kiss James than see your repulsive face." Lily spat back.
"Hey! Any time, Evans! I'll be here through the week!" James said loudly. Lily chose to continue ignoring him.
"It's a shame you think that, Lily my dear. Together we could be so great. Your beauty and brains coupled with my exponential power... we could be great. You should really consider going to the ball with me. I promise you won't regret it..." Lucious touched a fingertip to Lily's cheek before he walked out the door without a backwards glance. Lily flinched at his touch.
"Gosh, come in here to pay a visit and get hit on by Lucious... this is just a wonderful day." Lily muttered sarcastically. "Anyways, Harry, how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, thanks for asking. A little sore and achy but otherwise fine. I'll survive." James interrupted. Lily threw him a dirty look.
"The guys, Hermione and Mary asked me to bring you and James some stuff. They would have come themselves but they seemed to be having an important conversation. Hermione said you would know what it was and you would understand, Harry."
She dumped a bag of Honeydukes sweets at the foot of Harry's bed. The three jumped when they heard a voice six beds over.
"Thanks for makin' Lucious leave, Lily. Hey guys, toss some of the goods over here." Mark's voice was weak and he moved shakily to a sitting position.
"Mark! I wasn't expecting you to be awake. When I came in I honestly thought Lucious was talking to himself. Are you doing better?" Lily looked truly concerned for Mark's health. James's heart sank, thinking that she would care so little about him but be so concerned about Harry and Mark.
"You mean besides my massive headache? I think I need another shot of potion... that should put me out for a few more hours."
James tossed him a chocolate frog and Mark thanked him.
"So Harry, I hear you were considering becoming seeker. It that right?" Lily looked inquiringly at him and sat at the edge of his bed,
"Uh..." Harry glanced at Mark. He didn't know yet and now he looked fully alert, all pain forgotten.
"Huh? James, are you out?..." Mark's eyes were wide.
"Um... actually, Professor McGonagall said you'll have to sit this season out... I'm really sorry, mate. We were gonna tell you as a team but... I'm going to take your spot and Harry'll be our seeker."
Mark's face fell and his eyes glittered with moisture. He looked at each of them in turn before sitting back and staring at the ceiling.
"James I swear, if you're joshin' me, now is not the time. Man if you're kidding me I'm gonna do everything in my power to get out of this bed and knock you out."
Lily moved to sit on his bed and put a comforting arm around his shoulders.
"Wish I was, mate. I'm hoping you can come back by the end of the season and you'll definitely be back for next year."
Mark closed his eyes and leaned into Lily, who smoothed his short brown hair back and whispered consolingly to him. James was slightly jealous but his depression for his friend outweighed his jealousy.
It was then that Madam Pomfry bustled into the room, looking dreadfully cheerful.
"All right, Miss Evans, out with you. Can't have you disturbing all three of my handsome patients' recovery." Madam Pomfry shooed her away and forbid any further talking. Lily scowled but waved good-bye and left.
*****
"Ugh, can't I go to bed yet? I'm dog tired." Ron whined. Harry immediately thought of Sirius at the mention of a dog. Sirius was dead in Harry's day but just then, only a few feet away was a sixteen-year-old Sirius, alive, healthy, and currently planning a scam for Snape.
"No, it's your fault you didn't do your homework sooner. I would hope you'd learn from this experience but you never do, Ron. Hurry up and I'll check it for you." Hermione said curtly. Lily was with her as backup support.
"Hey Harry! C'mere. Tell us what we can do to improve our already spectacular plan..."
Harry obeyed Sirius's request, despite Hermione's desperate attempts to make him keep doing his homework. He was almost done anyway.
"'K' this is what we're gonna do..." James launched into their plan to, once again, publicly humiliate Snape.
"Guys," Harry interrupted. "I think you're running out of ideas. Didn't you do something like that last time?"
The Marauders faced were horror stricken. How could they ever run out of ideas? Surely they weren't loosing their touch.
"Tell us, oh Great One, if you are so good, what do you propose we do?" Sirius, James, Remus and Peter leaned in closer to hear. Poor Ron tried to get away to join them but Hermione wouldn't hear of it. Harry grinned sadistically.
"All right guys, this is what we'll do..."
The five of them spent the next hour, heads bent low, planning the demise of Snape. Later, they briefed Ron for the proper procedure to carry out the plan.
"Harry I swear, you and James have the greatest minds for this kind of stuff." Sirius grinned evilly. Harry, himself, was surprised that his idea was so good. He supposed he had a lot of ideas that were inspired by Fred and George.
Harry went to bed that night excited for the plans for Snape as well as feeling sorry for Ron who was still working on his homework with Hermione as his slave driver. Harry pulled back his covers and slipped into bed.
"Hey! The sheets only go the middle... guys!" Harry was stuck in his sheets and accidentally rolled of the edge of his bed while trying to disentangle himself from the mess.
"Oh, that was your bed we short sheeted...? Sorry, had no idea..." Sirius muttered sleepily.
*****
Date: Monday, October the 27th
Time: 7:03 AM
Location: Great Hall
It was a quiet morning, just like any other Monday morning. Sleeping in and staying up late had caught up to the students and all was soft and subdued. Then, in walked trouble...
Harry, followed by Ron and the four Marauders, walked absolutely expressionless toward the Gryffindor house table. They sat with the attitude that nothing in the world was remotely interesting today and that they would very much rather be watching paint dry on a house than to be there. Their actions – or lack of – surprised all into frenzied whispers that buzzed through the hall.
Suddenly, the doors to the hall burst open and there stood Snape. His hair was washed for the first time in no one knew how long and was slicked back, his robes properly pressed and shoes shined. His hands were perfectly manicured and his tie perfectly knotted. He had a strange smile on his face and seemed to be looking for something, or rather, someone. When he spotted what he was looking for he threw up his hands in a surprised, rather feminine way.
"Lucious, you big manly man, I've been looking for you!" Snape strode to the table, swaying his hips, resembling Madam Pomfry, and taking a seat next to Lucious Malfoy. Malfoy's face was paler than normal and he backed away from Snape in utter disgust.
The students in the hall burst out laughing, all but Harry, Ron and the Marauders. The Head Boy and Head Girl marched over to the Slytherin table to try and drag Snape away from Lucious. The Head Girl, Loraine Baines, was much more forceful and demanding than poor George McFly, who was a bit of a nerdy weakling, so the Head Boy resorted to attempting to restore order in the hall. Dubledore sat back very amused. George McFly glanced around the room to try and detect where the source came from. George tugged on Loraine's sleeve and whispered something – though he was sure to keep his distance from her – in her ear.
"Honestly, George, grow a pair and maybe you can do this yourself one day." She turned to all of the students. "You six down there!" Loraine demanded. "Yes you," she added when Harry, Ron and the rest of the Marauders looked around, appalled that she would ever accuse them of the crime. "I want all of you outside this instant! C'mon George." Loraine grabbed him by the arm to drag him behind. She slowed and smiled as she passed by a sandy haired boy. "'Morning, Marty," she breathed and whisked away after passing him. The boy called Marty looked at her queerly and hurried away,
Harry, Ron and the rest of the guys followed the Head Boy and Girl out of the hall.
A/N: Yes, I know. Bummer chapter but that's okay. I had to make Harry really seem like one of the guys. In the next chapter.... Wait, why am I telling you? All I can say is that it will be mushier I think... more Lily/Harry, James/ no Lily... You get the idea... anyways, review please, like always. You're all wonderful... I gotta work on my next chapter now... yay...
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