"Si je vois jamais votre âne désolé dans le Louvre de nouveau, j'appellerai l'Interpol. Oh, et dame de bonne journée. Occupez-vous de cette brute." (If I ever see your sorry ass in the Louvre again, I will call the Interpol. Oh, and good day lady. Take care of this ruffian.) The Blue obese guard nodded his head curtly, poked wiry James hard in the chest, and turned on his heel back to the Louvre.
"Great James. You just got us kicked out of the Louvre. Smooth." Lily sighed angrily as an astonished James rubbed the sore spot on his chest where the man poked him.
"Hey! I'm really sorry! I didn't know French people were so violent!"
"Well, next time, you should proably learn to grow up, James!"
Lily's words usually did not get to him, but this time, he cracked. " What do you mean grow up! You say grow up! My mom says grow up! Sirius even tells me to grow up! Why do I have to grow up? Lily Annalise Evans, you grew up too quickly. No wonder you were such a snot headed girl, so egoistic-"
Lily whipped around and her eyes flared. "Egoistic? What do you mean egoistic? I am not egoistic. Petunia is egoistic with that blubber shit of a boyfriend Vernon. My parents are egoistic, you are egoistic. You always thought you could get any girl you wanted with that "run my fingers through my hair" crap. You need major deflation in your head, Potter!"
"You always tried to show off in front of me with your snot headed tactics!"
"Snot headed! Do you even remember the time you actually turned by hair into strings of snot for the entire day! You were just playing me. You never cared about me. In first year, when I tried to be your friend, you, knowing full well I was muggle, sent me into the Forbidden corridor when I asked where the bathroom was. You were lousy, a cheap assed boy who got whatever he wanted whenever he wanted."
"Evans, what about you? You always tried to best me in everything. Whenever I looked for you, you weren't there. You always stuck up for Snivellus against me even though I never would call you a mudblood. I never understood you. If I ever came within a two mile radius of you, you would freak out."
"You never wanted to talk to me; only make fun of me with you stupid insolent group-"
James grabbed her hand and pulled up to his face, close enough to see his anger filled eyes. Lily sucked in her breath, worried whether James would beat her or not. I pushed him too far. He's going to kill me, I know it. I'll probably be his dinner tonight! Lousy canine!
James faltered and suddenly let go. "you tought I was going to hit you, didn't you?" James asked softly.
Lly blinked her eyes for a moment, making sure she was still intact. "Yeah. You scare me James."
"You know I would never hit a girl!"
"Seriously, I don't know what you are capable of."
"Lily did you really think I was going to hit you?"
"Like I said before James, yes, I did."
"Do you really think that low of me?"
"Note to reality James, I don't even like you."
"Yeah, right. Hey, I just wanted you to know that I would never hit a girl."
"Good boy James. What do you want me to do, give you a Scooby snack?"
"A what?"
"Ugh nevermind."
"Why are you so sarcastic with me? When did you start hating me?" James asked as Lily and him walked side by side after calming down.
"Because you were never nice to me since day one." Lily twirled her heavy locks.
" I was never nice to you! Of course I was-oh! I remember! Oh, that. Hey, if it's any use, I'm really sorry." James ran his fingers through his hair.
Lily turned around, startled. "What did you say James? Repeat it for the audiences."
"Umm….I'm sorry?"
"Again!" Lily' eyes grew as round as saucers
"Cut it out, Lily! So, how is life going for you? Since you obviously ran away my date, tell me about your man from the French Wizard Interpol. Arabella told me about him."
If I tell James I hate Fred, he'll think I'm soft and vulnerable. He'll probably think I'm a loser. "Yeah, I have a really sweet one named Fred McIntilly." Lie number one. "He is so interesting; we can never stop chatting about amazing things he's done to save all the world." More like he chats about all he's done to save his own arse. " He takes me to this really rich Mongolian restaurant all the way in Nice, France. He pays for everything all the time." Psshh! More like I pay him to take me to the dingy bakery under my flat.
James face fell with every word. At the end of Lily's lies, James feigned a bright smile. "Lily, you're really lucky to have such a man. So, when's the wedding?"
Lily sprayed her juice out onto the sidewalk and began to cough raucously. James hid a grin as he patted her on the back. "You ok?"
Lily wiped her mouth and panted, "Yeah! I'm- I mean we- not thinking about a wedding so soon."
James suddenly started laughing loudly. He is so cute when he laughs. Lily thought without critizing herself. "Lily McIntilly! You're name would be so weird. Lily McIntilly!"
Lily couldn't help but laugh along with him.
And they both laughed all their way to the train once more to meet the group of astounded people who saw Lily and James, both intact and together-laughing.
