Chapter 5- Day 4
James POV
I wonder where the girls are. I woke up and they weren't there and they aren't here either. Oh well, I'll just eat alone. Oh my god, is that a guy checking me out? He's coming, what do I do! It's that Jason bloody Smith.
"So, er, Lily, would you like to go with me to the ball?" In your dreams. What does Evans say to guys when they ask her out and she doesn't want to offend them? I guess I'll never know, since every time I ask her out she screams at me. Oh well, here goes nothing.
"Er, sorry, but I already have a date. Maybe next time." Hah, he looks like he's just swallowed a gallon of sour milk.
"Really? Who are you going with?" None of your bloody business, you git.
"Ev- I mean, James. James Potter." No, actually he looks like he's swallowed ten gallons of sour milk. Sore loser. I take it he doesn't like me.
"Oh. I thought you two were always having rows. Anyway, I better get going. See you later." I hope not. I went to Transfiguration, feeling ill.
"So, Lils, who are you going with to the ball?" Ellie asked. I had just arrived and found the girls standing in front of McGonagall's class. Does she have to bring up this subject after such a traumatic event.
"Er, James." Well, that was odd. I mean, technically I'm going with myself and Evans is going with herself. Funny that I didn't think of that before. Maybe I was just to busy being grossed out at him.
"James? But I thought you hated him." I didn't exactly choose to go with Evans, you know. Why is she smirking? She looks like Christmas came a month earlier.
"I did, but I thought I would, you know, give him a chance. And he's proving to be quite a nice boy." Ooh, Evans is so going to kill me for saying that. Heh heh.
"Oh, but I heard Jason Smith talking about you during breakfast. He's quite fit," Mary said. God, why do girls have to be so cruel? They know what I'm going through, I'm sure.
"Ew, no way I would go out with him. He's such a bore." And an ugly, nosy, git.
"What makes you say that?" Kaylie asked.
"Well, he asked me out just a while ago and when I told him I was going with James he looked all funny." Aha! Proof of their guilt on this whole body situation! They are about to burst out laughing. No one who didn't know about me and Lily would laugh at this.
"What's so funny?" I asked. That shut them up.
"No one is laughing, Lily dear," Ellie said, smiling. Cynic.
"You guys were, like, a second ago."
"We were not," Mary said, analising her nails. Arg!
"Weren't what?" Sirius said from behind me.
"Lily here thinks we were laughing a minute ago, but we weren't. She's probably imagining things."
"Well, that reminds me of the song, you know that one that they say, some girls are crazy, just listen to what I have to say about them, you have to watch for the beautiful ones..." Remus said. Oh, how we used to sing this song during fifth year. That one and Girls and Boys, by some muggle band named Good Charlotte. Those were the good times. Although now I understand why girls are insane. Their life, like, totally sucks.(A/N: Sorry for making James sexist! Oh, and Good Charlotte and New Found Glory ROCK!!! P )
"Not funny, Black," Kaylie said. Just then McGonagall appeared and we entered the classroom.
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Lily's POV
Oh, bollocks. I have to sit with James. Why is life so unfair? He's looking funny, I wonder what is troubling him. I'll ask him later, during class. Why does McGonagall have to be so boring? Like, no one is paying attention to what she says! Oh, now we have to practice this spell. Arg. James's life is definitely rubbing off on me.
"Hey, James," I hissed, trying not to atract McGonagall's attention.
"What?" Hey, no need to look so pleased.
"Why are you looking so funny?"
"Hmm, let me see. Maybe because Jason Smith asked me out today. It was gross, I felt so gay." And I missed seeing his face? Damn.
"Jason is nice, and quite fit. But what did you tell him?" I hope he didn't hex him.
"Oh, I told him, no, sorry, maybe next time. He looked like he had swallowed a gallon of sour milk, it was hilarious." I don't think so. Jason is hot enough when he is smiling, but it must be spooky to see him with a sour milk face.
"Right. Well, I hope none of those slutty girls asks me out today." Eww, that would be, like way gross.
"Hey, if I had to suffer, so do you." Like, no.
"Why?"
"Because...we're both in this."
"Not by choice."
"Still."
"Whatever, James."
"Hmph."
Class ended a while after that and I hurried to our next class. However, fate couldn't be fair for once in my whole life. Oh no. I had to suffer. So, as I was walking to Care for the Magical Creatures, a hand grabbed my arm. I turned around and saw the largest quantity of blondes in the world. Like, there must have been at least a hundred. Okay, so there was only five, but they were so fake that it created a weird sensation of multiplication. I vaguely recognized the girl that had grabbed my arm. I think her name is Beth. Beth something. Anyway, they giggled and I stared at them.
"Um, hi, James. I was, er, wondering if you would like to go with me to the ball. I mean, we had such fun in that broom closet last month," Beth said the last part in what she thought was a seductive way. I stared at her, repulsed.
"Er, like, no friggin' way." Oops. I think I offended her. Well, too bad. For her, that is.
"But, Jamesie, you're not going with anyone."
"Becky, isn't it?" I asked the girl. I knew her name, but I had to pretend I didn't know because that's what James does. She shook her head and said that no, her name is Beth. "So, Bella, correction. I am going with someone."
"Who? Who is the slut you're going with? And it's Beth."
"She's not a slut. She's a very nice girl. I'm going with Lily. Lily Evans." The girl stared at me, then laughed.
"You're kidding, right? You two hate each other's gut. You told me so." Ouch. Sure, James can hate me, but he doesn't have to go advertising it.
"Well, people change, okay? Now I have to go, Bertha."
"It's Beth, okay!" Haha, I so pissed off this girl. But that'll teach her not to mess with me. Not to mention that she's like, Hogwart's official gossiper. Is there such word? So she'll tell everyone James and I are going out and no one will bother us. Anyway, I went on to CMC, feeling slightly sick. Now I know what James felt like. Oh bugger, I have to sit next to James again!
"Why are you late?"
"I'm late because one of your bloody slutty friends asked me out. And she gave me too much information." Yes, laugh all you want. Git.
"Erm, what did you tell her? And who was she?"
"Beth. And I told her no friggin' way."
"Thanks for being so nice."
"Hey, I saved us. Those girls sole role at Hogwarts is to gossip. You'll see, after class everyone will be pointing at us and no one will ask us out."
"Right. Look, Sirius is passing a note." I grabbed the note Remus passed me and it said: What made you late? I wrote the reply and he started laughing. He then showed it to Remus and Peter, who followed suit. Gits. Bloody gits.
"Anyway, you have to tell me your ideas for the balls decoration," James said.
"What? Why?"
"Because you're James Potter, and James Potter doesn't have decorating ideas. And I don't have any ideas to present, so it would look very odd." You know, he actually made sense right now.
"Hmm, right. So I was thinking of decorating the Great Hall in white this year, because white is neutral, so there won't be any fights about using some house's colors, and every year we use the same boring red and green."
"You do realise that you are a redhead and that you have green eyes, don't you?" Of course, prat. That's exactly why I hate these colors.
"Yes, James. I do. Back to decorating though, I was thinking of putting mistletoe and fairy lights inside the castle. And snow, light snow, though. It would disappear once it touched the floor and it wouldn't get everyone wet. And have only one Christmas Tree, except that it could be huge. Like, really really big. And we could have ice sculptures. Oh, and we could get like the Cheshire Cats to play." (A/N: I know, Cheshire Cat is the name of one of Blink 182's CDs, but I couldn't think of anything else.)
"Yeah, they rock." Of course they rock, I like it. Oh no, James's life is really rubbing off on me. Now I'm becoming arrogant.
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James POV
Oh, great. Here I am, getting ready to go to the meeting. Arg. I just poked my eye with the eyeliner Ellie insisted on me wearing. It hurts. A lot. Time to go. As I left the dorm, I met with Lily at the end of the stairs. She wasn't looking very pleased. Probably the boys annoyed her with the Beth incident. Heh heh. But it was funny.
"So, James, are you ready?" I said.
"Yes. Er, Remus already went."
"What are you looking so pleased at?" I asked her, smirking. She glowered at me.
"Your bloody friends annoyed the hell out of me today."
"Tough luck."
"Hmph." She sulked until we reached the classroom we used for prefects meetings and immeadiately brightened when she entered the room.
"Hullo everybody. Today we're going to be deciding on the decorations for the ball, which is already Friday," I said, before Lily got too excited and forgot our plan. The prefects murmured yeah and I went on, "So. I was thinking of using white this year because every year we use the same colors. And we could have only one Christmas Tree, except that it would be really big. And we could have mistletoe, fairy lights, and light snow falling from the ceiling. We could also get ice sculptures. And we could get the Cheshire Cats to play." Everyone nodded in agreement, though they seemed to be expecting more ideas.
"Er, suggestions, anyone?" Lily said, coming to my rescue, since I had run out of ideas. I mean, she hadn't told me enough ideas.
"Wouldn't the snow pile up and ruin our clothes?" a fifth year Gryffindor asked.
"No, the snow would disappear once it touched the floor and it wouldn't get people wet," I said.
"Uh, we could have a little park for people to go after the party. I mean, it would be outside the Great Hall and we could go there when we get tired of dancing or something," a shy Hufflepuff prefect suggested. I think I dated her once.
"Sure. A quiet place for snogging!" Lily said, grinning at me. I can't believe she said that. But then if I wasn't using her body I would've said the same thing. Arg, Remus is also smirking.
"Potter, since when have you been picky about the places you snog? You're always snogging girls all over the place," Snivellus said.
"Actually, Snivellus, I was thinking of this park for a place for you to go snog your date since we don't want to brain damage the students by forcing them to watch you snog someone. Oh, I forgot. You don't have a date," Lily said, smirking. Snivellus became an odd shade of red. Remus is smirking even more.
"James, Snape, stop fighting. We're trying to do some serious work here," I said, trying to glare at Lily.
"Of course, Evans, dear!" I'm going to annoy the hell out of Lily. Not even Sirius can imitate me so well.
"Anyway, excellent idea, er-" Shit, I forgot her name.
"Jenny."
"Right, great idea, Jenny. We could decorate this park thing with the traditional Christmas decorations."
"Oh, and we could have little bubbles falling from the ceiling of the Great Hall too. And in this park we could have fireflies to illuminate it," a Ravenclaw prefect said, becoming very excited. I think I also date her once. Her name is Roberta or Regina, something with r.
"Yes, Robin. That's a great idea," Lily said. Oh thank God, I would never have remembered her name.
"And the Christmas tree could be decorated with silver and white things only," A Slytherin prefect said.
"What about the food?" Remus asked.
"Oh, we'll have these tables and on top of them will be a menu and the person can choose from the menu whatever they want," I said. (A/N: Sorry if it's looking like the Yule Ball from GoF, but I'm not very good with decoration so I didn't have too many ideas.)
"I think that we've discussed everything, right?" Lily said. The prefects nodded and we left the room.
A/N: Thanks to all of my reviewers! Please review! Just a little note to one of my reviewers here...
Anonymous: that's what I was planning to do, but I don't know if I use that idea or if I use another idea I came up with...