Chapter 6

AN: I must apologize for the shortness of this chapter, and the fact that it isn't very well written. Sorry you've been waiting so long for just this. But it is full of much much scandal, such as James thinking about boobs and underaged drinking (warning: if you drink and you are underage sigh it's bad and illegal. Please wait until you are of age and responsible to drink. Sorry, I have to say that or something. I'm a hypocrite…) Anyways, I'll try and update quicker and better next time. Please Review

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Dedication: I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Griffins95, and say that I'm very sorry for snapping at you in the last chapter. I hope you're still reading. embarrassed face

Lily stood next to Betsy, Connie, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, all of them screaming their lungs out as if the people who whizzed above them on brooms could actually hear them. Connie held tight onto Remus' arm, and Remus was considerably red, despite the chilling weather. Peter looked like he was feeling awkward, feeling misplaced.

Once the game had been in motion for a while, and it was beginning to get boring, they quieted down a bit.

"Ugh, my throat is all raspy now." Lily said scratchily, touching her throat. Betsy gave a hoarse laugh.

"Me too!"

"So, why did you accept?" Lily couldn't help but push it, and Betsy looked at her darkly.

"Haven't we already been over this?"

"Yes, but…James, he's just…"

"What's the matter, Lily?" Betsy snapped coldly, "Not used to not having him all to yourself?"

"What do you mean 'all to myself?' I don't have him at all!" Lily exclaimed, but Betsy laughed bitterly.

" Oh, come on Lily. He's been bloody in love with you since fourth year! No matter how many girls he goes out with, it's always 'lily, lily, lily!' You have him totally wrapped around your finger and you don't even care, because you're convinced you're above him or something." Lily felt her stomach drop, staring at her best friend in disbelief, "You never even give him one chance, no matter how much he begs. Maybe it's just because you like having someone want you so much, just to prove they can't have you."

By then, everyone in their row was listening, and Lily felt numb, oblivious of what to do, say, or even think.

She followed her instincts, shaking her head, standing, and fleeing from the stands.

"I can't believe we lost." Betsy cooed leaning on the shoulder of James' cold robes, and James laughed.

"Well, it's not like we're not going to have a party still!"

Betsy laughed, "What's the occasion?"

"No one died on the pitch tonight! That's always something to be thankful for!" Betsy gave out a few giggles, and they headed up to the Gryffindor tower, his hand slipped in hers.

It seemed like a very perfect moment to Betsy. But for James' it was a different story…

I will not think about Lily. I will not thinking about Lily.

"I can't believe we lost!" Betsy said softly, and he gulped as she lay her head on his shoulder.

I won't…

You know, by telling yourself not to think about her, you're just thinking about her more, right?

Shut up!

"Well, it's not like we're not going to have a party still!"

That came out smoothly…

Yeah, you sure are a ladies man. cough

What? I am.

Come on, when was the last time you kissed a girl?

Two weeks ago, Sara Fisher!

Without comparing her boobs to Lily's beforehand.

Hey, I wasn't comparing really. I was just…observing.

Oh, give it up.

You know, I really think I'm starting to go crazy.

You better say something now, smart ass, or she'll get suspicious.

"No one died on the pitch tonight! That's always something to be thankful for!" He practically croaked out, and she giggled against him.

Well, I like this girl. You know, she does have bigger boobs than Lily.

Oy, shut up, will you?

Hey, this is all you, and you know it.

"Oh, you look so cute when you're all pink and cold." Amos doted sweetly, but her teeth were chattering too loudly for her to her him.

"Lily, have you been standing her the whole game"

She nodded, "M-m-mostly."

He put his arms around her, "So you missed when I hit three shots in a row?" Lily wanted desperately to smack him, or say something mean, but she didn't have enough strength, so she just nodded.

"Oh, Lily it was amazing! I could barely see when it started to rain, but…"

No, she wasn't going to listen, she decided as they walked up to the castle, side by side.

The party could not be heard from outside the Gryffindor Tower. The Marauders had put sound repellent charms all around the tower, so no one could hear the blaring music that shook the floor, the loud talking, screaming, cheering, and drunk singing.

Lily could feel a migraine developing as soon as she walked in the room.

Drunk couples made out in all the chairs, some on the staircases. Many danced (many stumbled) to the beat of the wireless someone had set up to the loudest volume.

Lily didn't get it. All they had here was butterbeer and punch.

But Lily was feeling so crappy, even butterbeer sounded like too much. She insisted on the punch when Amos asked her.

She sat on the ground, and spotted her best friend Betsy sitting on…ugh…James Potter's lap, snogging like James was dying and needed CPR with tongue to live. She couldn't help but feel like she was going to barf, but before she looked away, Betsy caught her eye, and glared before winking playfully.

Maybe that was a good sign? Maybe she wasn't mad?

But Lily was angry, and gulped her punch down quickly when Amos handed it to her.

An idiot would have realized that the punch was spiked. I mean, you can't get drunk off butterbeer unless you're as small as a house elf!

But Lily wasn't an idiot. She was an angry sixteen year old girl, so it didn't really occur to her until she woke up the next morning to visit the toilet bowl.

Oh my god. I can't remember ANYTHING from last night!

Her stomach began to churn in nervousness and sickness, and she hoped to God she hadn't done anything TOO bad…

But she had, and she would have to find out in the worst way possible.

From James Potter, of course!

To my greater than all reviewers!:

Revi: Yay! Glad to have you on my list!

KLLRS: Hehe. I dunno, I thought the marshmallow thing was funny. Hehe. Everyone kept on giving me the WTF? About it. Ah, well. I'm just weird. LoL

LilyLoverNS:

I'm pretty sure I read one of your fics and liked it. I'll keep checking for more (did I review? Sorry if not. I'm bad.)

Liferscove2118:

Thanks. Hey I love Emma and The Importance of Ernest (I love the muffin scene! Hehe) It's okay, I have a thing for british movies too. We're cool like that. I haven't seen "Circle of Friends" But have always liked Minnie Driver, so will look out for it. : ) thanks!

Sia:

It's never too late to join the lovely reviewers circle. All you have to do is review! YAy! Thanks for looking at my other fic too. That was highly appreciated.

Hehe, I don't think burnt marshmallows are red, I'm just silly.

KLLRS (the first time. I start from the top and go down.)

Yay! I dunno, Colin Firth isn't someone I'd choose to go out with, but I find him sexy, in the same way I find Alan Rickman sexy. (Don't worry, I'm not one of those weird people who love Snape and think he's nice. He's not! Sorry if you're one of those people who think that.) I dunno, he just has a very cool voice. I'm gonna shut up now about old guys who I find strangely sexy.

MissBlueAngel:

Yay! A ten? Really? That brightens my day!

Libyanauthor:

Thanks!

Padfootgrim:

I love marauder era fics too! And I'm so glad you like my fic! Thanks!

Californiagurl:

Yay! I'm glad that I'm beyond the awesome. Work that vocabulary! Hehe Yeah, guys have no concept of clothing when they're head is so big. Heheh

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