Ok, I know I said I wouldn't be updating till I
had 50 reviews altogether, but oh well. That sucks. Cuz I just don't
feel like waiting that long. Though I could do that.
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You know the drill, having seen it in many other fanfics... nothing
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belongs to JKR, one of the people who reviewed, or a singer/band that
I decided to 'borrow' the music from. (Though the music factor
will be decided on how brain dead I manage to get while writing this
chapter.)
Thorns by Faerielights
Chapter 14: Planning the Inaugural Ball
Last Chapter (or rather, chapter that would most make sense to start this one off with):
Sirius pulled her back into the spotlight and held
her in his arms.
Once again, he made himself shake as though
caught in a blizzard. He then grabbed at his hair like he was going
insane. Then he danced around all the Gryffindor fifth year females,
and tried to get each to dance with him in turn.
And with
that, the song was over. Sirius stopped dancing but then started
bowing to all of the applause he was receiving.
We
had decided to get together every other Saturday so as to spend as
little time together as possible. I grudgingly pulled myself into a
sitting position and glared at my dorm-mates. They got to sleep in;
and they didn't have to work with Potty, Snapey, or Mrs. Whitie.
I
really, really didn't want to go to the meeting. Between the three of
my most hated people, I'm destined to have something bad happen to me
today. Who knows, those three might forget their hatred for each
other long enough to torture me.
'Oh
well. No point in trying to hide here all day. I guess I'll just get
this over with.'
I got up and went to the bathroom to shower.
Once I had done that, I went into the closet and pulled out some
clothes to wear. I decided on a pair of denim bellbottoms and a
lavender tank top. I also grabbed my white pullover hoodie.
'Snape
and Norsean or so opposed to anything muggle-related I'll just annoy
them by wearing muggle clothes.'
I looked at the full-length
mirror on the closet door and dried my hair with a spell. I then just
pulled my auburn curls back into a high ponytail and put on some lip
gloss. Satisfied with the thought that I didn't look like I was being
sentenced to my death because of this meeting, and that my appearance
was as muggle-ish as I could have it be in Hogwarts, I headed down to
the common room.
When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I
saw Potter there.
'Great.
As if being forced to live in the same house as him, and being a
prefect with him wasn't enough. He has to destroy my few minutes of
peace before the meeting.'
"Hey, Evans. I got a
proposition for you."
"If you're proposing that I go
back upstairs and back to bed, so that I don't go to the meeting,
that sucks for you." I retorted before he could get anything
nasty out of his foul mouth.
"Chill! I just thought that
since we have to deal with Slytherins for god knows how long, we
could at least act civilized to one another, but only during
meetings. Other than that we can pull as many pranks on one another
as possible."
"So you're suggesting we act like we
can stand the sight of each other so that the Slytherins don't get
their way all the time?"
"Are you always this
clueless?"
"Shut up Potter. Alright, but only when
we have prefect meetings, or meetings to plan the ball."
"Yea,
this means we have to try and call each other by our first names
though. This way it looks like we're actually able to be nice to each
other, right?" he inquired.
"Yeah, sure.
Fine."
"Alright then, L- Li- Li- Lily. Shall we head
down to breakfast then?" he offered me his arm, looking pretty
satisfied with himself, because he was able to say my first name.
'What
in the bloody hell is he doing? Has he lost it? I must be crazy to
have struck a deal with the guy who's tied for first place as number
one troublemaker. (A/N: his rival for that spot being none other than
Sirius Black.)
"Yea, but don't think I'm going to be like
one of your airheaded bimbo's and giggle cuz you're tryin' to act
like a gentleman," I veered around him and headed through the
portrait and down to the Great Hall to get some food before meeting
up with the Slytherins. I looked at my wristwatch. It was about a
quarter to nine.
"Ouch. I'm hurt Lilerz. Here I am trying
to be nice and you just shoot me down like I'm Greasy." The prat
was still walking near me, trying to maintain a conversation.
"Oh
cry me a river. And can you leave me alone; I have fifteen minutes to
get some food before we meet up with Snape and Norsean. By the way,
don't call me Lilerz!" Luckily he left me alone so I was able to
eat a really quick breakfast in peace. At nine we got up and headed
for the Library to have our first meeting.
Two hours later we
were still sitting in the Library while Snape and James argued over
why we had to work together. Each was convinced that it was because
Dumbledore wanted to torture them. If it hadn't been so stupid, it
might have been amusing. They were both annoying the hell out of Mrs.
Whitie and myself.
"Will you two shut up already?"
Norsean hissed at them. "Let's just get the damn planning over
with already. Or at least let's just pick a theme and then we can all
come up with our own ideas and not have to talk for two more
weeks."
"She's right!" I resisted the urge to
throw in 'for once', I wanted to get out of the library sometime
soon, and that wouldn't be achieved by picking a fight with her while
they were fighting. "Besides, if you two don't shut up we'll be
kicked out of the library. Or get detention with each other. So sit
down, shut up and ignore each other unless you're discussing the
ball!"
The two giant prats finally decided to shut up
long enough to get some work done.
"We can't do the
Parliament for them. That's the most boring thing in the world, not
to mention that that's something the teacher's would expect. We don't
want something that could easily be worn out."
"How
about a fairytale sort of idea?" Narcissa said. We had taken
over most of the meeting. When Snape and Potter were told to ignore
each other, they had really taken in to heart and neither was talking
to each other.
"What do you mean?"
"Kind
of like Cinderella. You know what I mean? The ball where she met the
prince and lost her glass slipper. That could be our theme."
"Wait
a minute, why would you want to use a muggle fairytale for a theme?"
I was suspicious. There had to be a reason for why she'd mention a
muggle fairytale instead of sticking to the magic world.
Narcissa
sighed and rolled her eyes. "The Cinderella story that you're
thinking of was derived from the magic world. Instead of using the
muggle parts, we'll just do it the magic way. This way it's not too
stuffy and boring."
"Sounds good. We'll just have to
run it by Dumbledore and then we should be good for two weeks until
we have to meet again. Then we can take care of the specific details
then. Until then though, think of ways to decorate the Great Hall. We
can also correspond through owl post if we absolutely need to."
"So
then we're done. All right. When do we run this idea by
Dumbledore?"
I thought about it for a minute. "Umm.
How about one of us goes now?"
"Do you want to go or
should I?"
"I'll go." And with that we left the
library. (A/N: So you know, Lily was referring to Narcissa by her
first name cuz they learned to at the very least tolerate one another
when they had to work together. Only thing was it was a mutual,
silent agreement in oppose to James's asking for the cooperation
during meetings. I dunno why I now have Lily cooperating with her
enemies minus Snape and Malfoy but it doesn't really make that big
a difference.)
I headed towards Dumbledore's office to let him
know what we had decided on as the theme for the Inaugural ball. I
stopped in front of the stone gargoyles. Crap! This was not going to
be fun, I forgot the password and now would get to guess at
it.
"Cockroach clusters" so, Potter had decided to
follow me there. Couldn't he bugger off for a while? Oh well, I'll
just take it in stride and not act like I care. That way he won't
have the satisfaction of knowing that he had gotten to me.
The
gargoyle moved to the side and let us through. We went up the
spiraling, moving stairs (A/N: they do move, right? I'm not just
making up useless facts again in my mind. I hope) and stopped on the
landing right outside the door to Dumbledore's office. We knocked on
the door, and after waiting for the signal to enter, I did. Well, we
both entered.
To make a long story short, we filled Dumbledore
in on our plans, and left to get ready for lunch. For some reason,
Dumbledore had gone off on a tangent about the importance of house
rivalries not getting in the way of being able to cooperate or
something like that. It was a bit boring and I don't want to make you
listen to it as
well.
A/N:
that's it for this chapter, not very long. I know, and I apologize. I
should be able to write more stories cuz I seem to have a lot more
time on my hands. Being a senior is pretty easy. Anywho, just review
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