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Turnin Me On

A/N: This is a little emotional, in my opinion. I can't believe I pulled this off. I'm not that good at emotion. Tell me if it's any good.

Part Two: I Don't Wanna Know

(A/N: As you may or may not be able to tell, this chapter was inspired by Mario Winans "I Don't Wanna Know.")

Stan was still up doing his homework when Lily came back to the Common Room, a little cold but extremely happy.

"Hi Lily," he said, glad that she was back and that hopefully she'd keep him company. "How are you? How was Hogsmeade?"

Lily looked dreamy when she replied, "It was wonderful. I had the best time ever."

"I take it you weren't by yourself?" said Stan expectantly, hoping she'd go into details.

"No, I, er, wasn't," said Lily.

"So…?"

"So what?"

"So who were you with?" said Stan, trying not to show his impatience.

"Oh…just someone I met," sighed Lily. Stan took a deep breath. What was she doing? It wasn't like Lily to keep something so trivial from him.

Then, something struck him. She had to have done something that she decided he wouldn't like too much. That would be the only reason that Lily would be telling him.

What was Lily keeping from him? Only who she was with. Obviously that meant she was with another guy. But Lily knew Stan very well; she knew that Stan wouldn't care if she was hanging around with some guy she met. Stan's only problem was Lily…cheating. Was Lily was cheating on him?

But he had to find out for sure. "Lily? This person you were with. Was it a guy?"

"What's it to you?" she asked coolly. This completely pissed Stan off. He was her boyfriend, for gosh's sake! He needed to know! There weren't supposed to be any secrets between them!

Determined to remain calm, though, his voice shaking, Stan said, "I…just need to know."

"Since you're insisting, it was a guy," said Lily. "But I don't want to worry you. I won't be seeing him again."

Stan was relieved, but he deliberately didn't show it. "I wasn't going to ask about that. You know how it doesn't bother me whether you hang out with a guy or not."

Lily smiled a tiny smile. "I'll tell you who it was. It was James Potter. Have you heard of him?"

Stan was silent. Of course he had heard of him. James had graduated the year before, and he was one of the four infamous Marauders. What luck that Lily had met one of them. Stan had been pretty well acquainted with the Marauders; he used to help them sometimes get the necessary equipment to pull a highly effective prank on Snape, and he had been pretty good friends with them all the same.

But he knew James's reputation as a player. He didn't want that same man affecting Lily in any way. Lily was his, not James's. But Lily insisted that James had only spent the evening with her, nothing more. The only thing was, how could Stan take Lily's word for it?

Trust.

That was the answer. Stan just had to trust Lily's judgement. He knew she wouldn't do anything bad. Outwardly, he shrugged, and Lily beamed at him and raced upstairs to sleep.

…

The next day at breakfast, Stan was approached by a blob of brown hair. Upon closer notice, he realized that it was only Minelly Stump, a Ravenclaw who was once his partner for Herbology.

"Stanley, you will not like what I saw yesterday," she said excitedly. Stan waved her off. He didn't like hearing things that he didn't want to hear. "Stan—wait—come back—it's about Lily!"

That stopped him. He turned around. "What is it?"

Stump hesitated. "I'm not sure if you'll want to know… You'll hate it."

"I don't care. Just tell me," he said, slightly desperately. "Lily's my girlfriend. Anything bad happening to her will kill me if I couldn't stop it."

"Oh it's nothing bad for her," said Stump. "Bad for you."

"Why's that?" said Stan, now suspicious.

Stump had three different expressions on her face. She was very anxious. Apparently, she was really sure that Stan wouldn't be overly excited with the news. She looked like she was trying to keep it all in, for Stan's own good. But then, it all came pouring out. "Yesterday, at the dance club, I saw Lily with James Potter—the James Potter!—but that's not the point—I saw her…with him…and…she kissed him!"

The impact of these last words hit Stan fully three seconds after he heard them. The world started spinning, and Stan dizzily sat on the Gryffindor bench in the Great Hall. "Lily?" he mumbled. "She wouldn't do that."

"I saw her," said Stump. "You don't have to believe me if you don't wish. But just remember what I said."

And she disappeared back to her table. As Stan was lingering on Stump's last words with plenty of questions floating in his head, Lily waltzed up to him. "Good morning Stan." He lifted his head slowly and gazed at her with utmost suspicion.

"What happened Lily?" he asked her miserably. "Someone s-said they saw you…kissing last night."

Lily looked like she had been slapped in the face. "Who the bloody hell said that?"

"Stump said she saw you," said Stan. "I don't want to believe her… Please tell me she was wrong, Lily… Please…"

She just stared right back into Stan's depressed eyes with one unwavering expression: truth. And then he understood. Lily tried to stop him. "Stan—"

"Lily, I can't do this anymore," said Stan. "You can't keep me in the dark like this. From now on, do whatever you want—you can shag Potter f-for all I care, just…don't tell me. I don't want to know. I can't take this. In fact, I think it's better if…we stop this. It'll save me the h-h-heartache."

It was the wavering quality of his voice, the obvious try not to cry, that forced Lily to feel the deep sorrow that Stan felt. And she finally realized the depth that one little mistake makes can cause so much damage. She felt like crying too. She bit her lip. "Stan…I…I didn't realize…how much I meant to you…how much you mean to me…how much…"

"It's alright, Lily," he said, his voice wavering, his eyes not meeting hers. "I can understand that I'm not good enough for you—never was, never will be."

"No, Stan—"

He ignored her. "I don't want to have a girlfriend that doesn't appreciate me for what I am. Sorry, Lily. But I'm done." He walked around her out the Great Hall, careful not to meet her eye.

For a full minute, Lily was shell-shocked. Then the impact of these words finally hit her. He broke up with me. And she ran from the Great Hall into her dorm, realizing that she had lost one person that she was never supposed to have lost. Stan had been the nicest any boy could have been. And she had broken his trust. She had left him probably even more heart-broken that she was. She had played him for another. She couldn't believe her dishonesty!

What have I done?

Oh well, I met James, right? He was awesome, wonderful, sweet. I'm sure Stan will find some other nice girl. It's not that difficult. And with those comforting thoughts, Lily fell asleep and missed all her classes that day.

THE END

A/N: What a useless story! It was kinda just there wasn't it. Oh well. It's kinda fun to read, though. Well, enjoy! And don't forget to review...!