Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Hogwarts, or anything that has ever been mentioned in the Harry Potter books does not belong to me. I would like to own them, and make billions of dollars every year, but the only thing in this story that is mine is my plot, if you can call it one. I am simply one of those very sad people who obsess over something that isn't real. So please, don't sue me, all I have that is of any value is a cello and a computer. Thank you for your time.
Chapter Two
The next morning, when James apparated to the ministry, he found Lily sitting in his office, working silently. He was shocked and confused, for a moment. Then he remembered with a thud that she was his new partner, and that they would have to be working together. Knowing that she hated to be watched and not be aware of it, he cleared his throat slightly, and waited for the row that he knew was going to come.
But it never did. With a small start, Lily turned around to face him, and smiled somewhat apologetically. Then, to James amazement, she spoke, almost kindly.
"Look, I know we haven't been on the greatest of terms since Hogwarts ended, and I realize that a lot of it is my fault. And I know that it's only going to get worse if we stay mad at each other, and are attempting to work on anything as big as this. So, I'd like to declare a truce." She stuck out her hand, and James, in shock, shook it.
"Truce," He agreed, relieved. Maybe this could be the way he won Lily back. But then he looked down at the hand he was shaking, and saw a rock. A very big, shiny rock. A diamond type of rock. "What's that?" He asked her, attempting, and succeeding, at keeping the trembling out of his voice.
"Oh, that," Lily said off handedly. "My boyfriend proposed a couple months ago. He's an auror I met when I went over to France."
Once again, James thought tiredly,
When Anna Smith got home, she immediately heard her phone ring. Now, that kind of shocked her. Most magical people didn't use the phone. Half didn't know what a phone was. So the only people who called her ever were Lily and telemarkers. But when she picked up the phone, it was neither of those categories.
"Hey, Anna, well, yeah. We need to talk." Sirius said nervously.
"Black, what are you playing at?" She answered cynically. "And why the bloody hell didn't you use the floo like a normal person? I didn't know that you knew what a phone was."
"I'm a man of many talents. I knew that you have your fire in your kitchen. Kitchens hold knives. I didn't want to have my face around you when you have knives. You'd probably poke my eye out." He finished lamely.
"No, that would be too easy. I'd cut out your tongue, slit your nostrils, squeeze the jelly from your eyes, cut off your ears, and then cut off your head and defenestrate it."
"Holding a bit of hostility there, aren't we?" Sirius attempted to laugh.
"For lying cheating bastards, it works."
":Anna, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"That's probably what Hitler said to the Jews. I don't care what you meant. The fact is, that it happened, and that fact cannot be changed." Anna finished haughtily.
"Look, that isn't what I called about."
"What did you call about, then?"
"It's Prongs and Lily. They need help. Serious help."
"You know what? You and your friends have ruined enough of my and Lily's lives. WE don't need you any more. Lily's engaged. She doesn't need you ruining her life for a second time." And neither do I. Anna thought to herself.
"Anna, just listen. If two people are perfect for each other, don't they deserve to be together? Don't people deserve second chances?"
Anna paused. It could just be her, but it didn't sound like he was just talking about Lily and James anymore. "Fine, maybe. I'll think about it. I'll owl you sometime. But in the meantime, leave me alone!"
"As you wish." Sirius replied, and hung up the phone. It was times like this when he hated himself. He hadn't meant to hurt her. He had just been dumb. It had been after the quidditch final. They had won, and he had gotten slightly drunk at the party. And there was this girl who came up and talked to him. And she kissed him. And then Anna had walked in.
Life just wasn't fair. To anyone.
Lily walked into Anna's apartment, where she would be staying for the six months or so that she was in England, and immediately knew something weird was going on.
Anna was sitting on the couch, mumbling to herself. The only things Lily could hear were "On the other hand, on the other hand, on the other hand," every few minutes.
"You are aware that we only have two hands, right?" Lily crowed out as she dropped her coat onto a chair. Anna jumped, and then threw a pillow at her. It was an old joke, one that they had both decided deserved to die, but one that neither of them had ever gotten around to killing.
"How was work today?"
"Work was fine." Lily answered tediously.
"Yes, and haggis tastes good. Tell, or perish." Anna answered without missing a beat.
"I declared a truce with James. We're all better now."
"And yet…"
"And yet I don't know. He seemed very uncomfortable about my ring."
"Well, maybe he still loves you." Anna offered.
"And maybe pigs can fly, or rainbows will sink down to earth and cave in around us." Lily responded.
"Do you love him, though?" Anna pried.
"I don't know."
"Well, if you love him, maybe you shouldn't marry Richard."
"Just because I love James a little doesn't constify-"
"Is that even a word?" Anna interrupted.
"It is now. Anyway, that doesn't mean I have to not marry Richard. I still love him. I think."
"See, maybe you should reexamine your life. And figure out everything that you've done wrong. And fix whatever you can."
"But I can't change anything."
"Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference." Anna quoted. "Looks like you need to work on the wisdom part." She left the room before Lily could pick something else to throw at her.
Maybe she's right. Maybe a little wisdom is all I need. Lily mulled to herself before she went off into her own room to fall asleep.
There, it is written! Lo and Behold!
I'm really sorry I havne't updated in forever. I had a lack on inspiration. And then inspiration hit this morning. And I typed it all out as fast as you can. I even had some defenestration for those who wanted it.
Now please, go review. It helps me write faster, and if I get ideas, then it gives me inspiration. SO tell me what you want me to write. Besides them getting back together. I know that all of you want that. And if you don't, you're a sick, sick person.
Now, to answer my reviewers,
ThelovelyladyLily- It's coming along. And I love it when I inspire someone. Now someone needs to inspire me.
Mika Rieu- You know what's sadder? I've been on James's side the entire time, too. I just haven't been biased in my story. For that makes history more of an interpretation than it has to be. (DIE HISTORY INTERPRITATION RULES!)
SilverPassion- Thanks
ourlittlesecret7- I feel loved now.
Hikaru- I do. I do.
Silverlie- It didn't really work. I'm sorry.
Prongsie-Jamesie-The whole chapter can count, if it has to.
marauderbabe289- Thank you.
Stella Blu- Oh yes, you know we have. :-P
sassafras029- Enough murder of Sirius for you?
Prongsandpaddy- No, Anna is too nice. Unlike her namesake. (DON"T HIT ME WITH THE CHAIR OTHER ANNA!)
makoto-47- I was. 12 hours after I posted it. Thanks for pointing it out, though. I act like Sirius a lot, which can help. You know, horribly hyper and all that jazz.
EmeraldEyedEvans- Well, I had it in theory.
NorberttheDragon- Naturally they will.
Telwyn Dubois- Hate to break it to you, that ain't hyper. Uh uh.
Lily of the Valley23- Key word being "Try"
Danu3- So do I.
PinkyTheSnowman- I was joking about the clichéd award. You don't have to do that one. And if you must, I think it would be "Oh Notes and Bets" that would win.
le manchot du destin- Cause meddling friends rock.
InLuvWitRupert- When will people learn not to put their sanity in my hands? I'd lose it.
This is my author's note with narration, (JUST FOR YOU, EMMY)
Sally
