Chapter 12 "Attached To My Enemy" by marauderyears
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Lily's POV
"Lily, wake up. Breakfast is ready."
I groaned and opened my eyes to see James leaning over me. He smiled at me and I swatted at him for him to go away.
"Sirius is going to be here in an hour. I suggest that you get ready, Lily Flower."
"I don't care. Sirius can see me in my pajamas."
"Well, he doesn't care, you don't care, and I don't care… but my parents will care if you come down in your pajamas. It'd be… inappropriate and quite sleazy to them."
I sat up, rubbing my eyes. "What do you mean?" I asked, careful to direct my breath away from his face. I didn't want him to have to smell my bad morning breath.
"My parents are very strict, I already told you. You always have to be dressed. For breakfast, lunch, and dinner," He sighed, "It's just the way a lot of old pureblood families are. I mean, you don't get dressed to have breakfast do you?"
I shook my head. "I normally skip breakfast."
He raised an eyebrow. "Well, you'll have to eat some here or my mother will have a heart attack."
I grumpily moaned. My eyes focused on James' attire for the first time. He was already smartly dressed in what looked to be like a brand new set of robes. Come to think of it, all of his robes always look brand new…
"Oh and by the way, I'm going to have to take you shopping for dress robes."
I gave him a weird look. "I already have some, but thank you anyway."
"No, you need new ones."
"Why?"
"Because my parents are having a huge Christmas Party and you're required to wear dress robes."
"What's wrong with my old ones?"
"Well, they're not… fancy enough."
"Meaning they're second hand robes and therefore not good enough?"
He hesitated. "I have nothing against them, it's just…"
I nodded. "Alright, I get the point. I'll come with you to buy brand new robes."
He smiled and patted my back. "That's the spirit!"
"Who's invited to this…party?" I stifled another yawn. I had gotten to bed really late because Mr. Potter had been telling me lots of funny stories. James got to bed even later than me. I don't know how he can function with such little sleep.
"Well, a lot of old pureblood families, including mine. Sirius and Remus are going too."
"Will they be wearing fancy robes?"
Seeing I was joking, he laughed. "Very funny. Now get ready."
Dressed and ready I went downstairs with James to see Sirius sitting at the kitchen table, eating muffins.
He turned around. "Lily!" He launched himself on me and gave me a bone-crushing hug.
"I haven't seen you in so long!" He said, wiping a fake tear.
"Sirius, air… I need air!"
"Really? So do I! Hey Prongs! Me and your girlfriend here have a lot in common."
James blushed and glared at Sirius. "I think she means she wants you to stop suffocating her."
"Oh." Sirius stepped back and brushed me off. I slapped at his roaming hand.
"Well, I guess we'll Floo to Hogsmeade to get our dress robes right after we finish Breakfast." James said breaking the awkward silence.
Sirius and I nodded. An hour later we were all standing in the middle of a busy store that I didn't recognize. I gaped at all the expensive dress robes that were elegantly hanging from racks. How something can hang elegantly, I have no idea, but they did.
I walked over to the women's dress robes and looked at the nearest dress- a beautiful midnight blue color. I almost chocked when I noticed the price. Was that in Galleons? Oh my goodness.
Noticing the look on my face, James bent down to whisper in my ear. "Don't worry, I'm paying for it."
I shook my head at him "No, I'm sorry I can't accept that. Can't we just shop somewhere where I can afford the dress robes? I can't even afford half of a robe."
He shook his head. "Look Lily, it's nothing. Find whatever dress robe your little heart desires- ignore the price- and I'll buy it for you."
"No really, it's-"
"Yes, please-"
"…no thank you-"
"…I'd like to buy it for you."
James Potter is a very stubborn person. As stubborn as me, maybe even more so. Realizing this, I sighed.
"Okay, fine."
He walked with me as I glanced at all the beautiful dresses of so many different colors, textures, and sizes. I reached out to the beautiful midnight blue dress that I had first seen but quickly withdrew my hand when someone spoke behind me.
"May I help you, Madame?" A voice in a heavy French accent asked.
I turned around to see a man in a fancy suit with a snide look on his face. I frowned at the obvious rudeness in his voice.
James, obviously sensing this interrupted. "No thank you, we're fine."
The man looked at James and his eyes widened. He obviously didn't notice him.
"Oh Mr. Potter! How nice to see you again, sir. I didn't realize you were here. Is there anything I can help you with?" He said.
James frowned slightly at the man, and opened his mouth to say something but seemed to think better of it, and closed it.
The man continued. "I believe you got your robes…. second-hand? This is not second-hand store. That store…" The man pointed out the door, "… is across the street." He said, eyeing my clothes distastefully.
My jaw dropped and I glared at him. If looks could kill… "I beg your pardon-"
"She's with me." James said moving closer to me and wrapping his arm around my waist, making me flush red. I almost slapped at his hand, but than I realized what he was doing.
The man stuttered for a minute. "Oh-I-I-didn't….I'm sorry, I didn't…"
"Right. Well, I think we'll take our business else where…" James said, pulling me and Sirius toward the exit.
The man stepped in front of us with a smile. "No, no. Please, allow me to help you." He glanced around at the three of us, "What exactly are we looking for?"
"Dress robes for my parent's party this Christmas." James answered for me.
The man nodded. "Of course. We'll start out with color. What color?"
Sirius and James looked at me. I blinked slowly. Why am I suddenly in the spotlight? "Umm… I don't know. Whatever color…"
The man sighed loudly. Sirius looked like he was about to kick the guy. I almost smiled when I tried to imagine this man fighting in this fancy suit he was wearing.
The man eyed me for a minute, making me nervous. "Maybe something to accent her eyes. She has pretty eyes…But, nothing that would clash with that dreadfully red hair of hers."
We followed the guy as he zipped around the story handing me dress after dress after dress… After having an entire pile in my arms, he shoved me into the changing room. Unfortunately when he did this, I pulled James in with me on accident. Obviously because of the handcuffs. It's not like I'd voluntarily pull him into a dressing room with me.
I heard the man cough rather loudly. I heard Sirius chortling outside the dressing rooms. I pushed James out as far out of the room as he could go. I closed the curtain as far closed, with the invisible handcuff preventing it from being closed completely.
I looked at the pile of dresses. I picked up a pretty cream colored dress with straps. I immediately crossed this dress off my list. There's no way I could get a dress with straps on. The strap would have to be able to go over James' entire body to go over my shoulder… I laughed out loud at this thought.
So with this thought, I put the dresses with straps in one pile. Too bad… there are some really pretty ones.
I picked up the strapless midnight blue dress I had first seen and tried it on. It was rather difficult because every time I pulled my handcuff hand to help pull up my dress, I'd pull a little bit of James' arm in the room with me.
I stood in front of the mirror with the dress. Nah… to small. It makes my boobs practically hang out…
I heard the man speak through the curtains. "Are you wearing one yet?"
I was about to say that no, it didn't fit, but the man opened the curtain and pulled me out to the mirror. What if I had still been naked?!
Sirius and James (obviously) followed me to the mirror. Meanwhile I'm trying to concentrate on not breathing as not to have any… embarrassing exposures.
He shook his head so fast it made me dizzy just thinking about it. "Absolutely not. You're chest is popping out." I blushed scarlet. Thanks dude, you didn't have to say it out LOUD! I didn't even want to make eye contact with James or Sirius… ughh.
He shoved me back in the dressing room.
I took off the dress and put it in the pile of 'No-no's'. I grabbed a halter top black dress. I could get a halter top on… This dress is really, really pretty…
I opened the curtain and walked to the mirror. Ughh, I looked horrible in black!
The man wrinkled his nose. "Pale! You're so pale! This black makes you look like a ghost!" Well if I thought my self esteem was already low…
A million dresses later after being criticized in every single one of them, (red: "clashes with my hair", purple: "so not my color", pink: "don't even go there".) I picked up the last dress and slipped it on. I walked out to the mirror, not even bothering to look at it, I waited for some form of criticism from the man.
After not hearing anyone say anything I started to panic. They were all looking at me. Did I forget to zip something up? Did I put it on inside out and backwards? Is my ass hanging out? Am I even wearing anything?
"It's perfect." I heard James say quietly.
I looked at the man and he nodded. Even he didn't have any criticism? It must be good… I turned and looked in the mirror and looked at myself. The beautiful dress was a prefect shade of green that matched my eyes. Cliché, but the dress was quite gorgeous.
The man clapped loudly, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Well. Now we need shoes."
A/N: Sorry that this chapter isn't eventful…but I'm really sleepy and I feel like I needed to update, so I did. Sorry for any grammatical or spelling errors, I didn't bother re-reading it. After writing a lot of chapters, I sort of stopped caring…
Hope it will tide you all over to the next chapter, which will be the party. I'm going to be careful in writing the next chapter as to make sure I get everything in that I want to happen… so I'm sorry if it takes a little while, I've got soooo much school work. Check my profile to find out what's happening with the chapter.