Marauders Match-making Inc.
*Hey!
Here's the I-took-forever-to-write-it chapter, that has been long overdue for you guys. Thanks for being so patient. It turned out nothing like I thought it would but oh well, I guess. I hope you like it. Keep reviewing!! I love hearing what ya'll have to say!
Dani— I'll try and finish your story soon. I just haven't had any time to read (or write) lately.
Same goes for Katy. I am reading your fic…just at a very slow pace.
LoL.
Gillian— I know what you mean about James being so close to Peter is disturbing, but in real life, I don't ignore one of my best friends. Once again, it's like that Cornelius/Lily thing I had going on…My will to write weird stuff wins over my disgust. And also, Remus will be included in this story later on. This is only because…well…because I want to. LoL. It's fun to be the author.
For the next prank, I'm planning something a little more…well…intelligent and complicated than the pepper trick.
Just a heads up for ya. Thanks for reading!
-Kait*
Disclaimer: The plot of this story is based on the ABC Family movie, "See Jane Date." The characters are property of J.K. Rowling. The only thing that belongs to me, are the changes I made to the plot I borrowed, and the new characters that you don't know from the Harry Potter books. Is that alright with you then? Oh yeah, and the song Sirius…well…has fun with….is from Fiddler on the Roof, which is an awesome musical by Jerry Bock and Sheldon Harnick. Go see it. You know you want to.
Chapter 5- Sirius, the Male Match-maker
"How did your date go the other night?"
As she stood on the door step, someone opening the door for her, Lily glared at none other than Sirius Black, her known annoyance and good friend. She figured he had probably known how her date had gone before he had even entered Davy Gudgeon's house for tonight's Order of the Phoenix Meeting.
It irritated Lily how Sirius knew about her private life before she even understood parts of it. For this, she sent him another frosted glance.
"That well, huh?" Sirius smiled, trying to make light of the situation, as she walked past him in a huff.
"In my dreams." Lily replied, angrily rolling her eyes.
"So Cornelius Fudge isn't your dream man?" Sirius asked, following her, trying to provoke her to see just what she would do.
She just looked at him.
"Apparently not."
They ceased conversation for a moment, and found their way into the dining room. It was quaint, furnished with a long oval table, and sixteen chairs strategically placed facing a single chair, the chair Albus Dumbledore usually was seated in. Lily and Sirius took seats close to Dumbledore's, as not many people were present yet, so they would be able to hear better when he gave announcements and information from spies, later in the gathering.
They settled in their chairs, and began talking again.
"So," Sirius said, "Marcia tells me that you are looking for a guy to take to a wedding."
"I only told Marcia yesterday," Lily seemed to complain, staring him down, "How do you know already?"
"What can I say?" A shameless little smile was playing on his lips, "Word travels fast around here."
"I'll say," she agreed, crossing her arms over her chest and sinking in her seat, "Do you all have some kind of secret code or tracking device on my life?"
"Nooo…" Sirius answered, purposely trying to sound suspicious, "Why would to think that?"
"I hate you, Black." Lily stated feeling very aggravated with her whole situation. "You know that?"
"I knew that the first time I met you," he smiled with laughter showing in his eyes, "I saw the hatred in you eyes,"
"But anyway," he continued, "What's the huge rush in finding a date for a wedding that's in two months or so?"
What really was the rush, Lily thought to herself.
She knew why she was trying to find a date now, but she wasn't sure how to explain it. It made sense in her mind and it seemed rational when she told it to Marcia, but how was she to make it clear for Sirius…of all people…what she felt.
"I just…I don't know…I want to go to the wedding with someone I can trust, someone…I have an established relationship with. Like a boyfriend…I suppose you could say, right? Well…there's also the fact that all those…married, old people guests will look at me and my date as…well, for lack of better words, the next to…you know, tie the knot… and that's probably because it's my sister's wedding. Plus, she'll keep the hawk-eye on my date and I…in case, ahh…something should…happen. And she'll scrutinize everything about the guy I go with, so I have to come up with someone better than 'her Vernon.' It's all just insane."
She took a much needed deep breath, and then started again to prove herself further.
"And everyone knows you can't just bring anyone to a wedding. You have to have been going out with them for a while and all, and you can't ask someone to come last minute. So…"
Lily felt like she was concluding this very lamely. Apparently Sirius caught this too.
"Anything else to add, Lils?"
She sighed, grudgingly.
"Also, I told my sister I have a boyfriend."
"I knew there was a reason in there somewhere," Sirius laughed, "So why don't you just pay me to take you?"
"I'd have to pay you to take me?" Lily asked, incredulously, sitting up straighter in her chair and raising her eyebrows, "I certainly hope that's not the case, Black."
"It's not," he grinned, "I'm just joking with you."
She only looked slightly amused.
"Well ha-ha."
"But you do look like you need some help from—" he stood up majestically, clearly just trying to change the subject and put his hands on his hips in imitation of Superman, "—Sirius, the Male Match-maker!"
Lily just stared at him, in complete shock. He couldn't make a match to save his life. He had dated more girls at Hogwarts then Lily had ever imagined. Sirius couldn't tell a blonde from a brunette some days, so how could he find the right guy for Lily?
But then again, would she have suspected anything less from Sirius?
Never.
What is he thinking?
No—what possessed him?
"Sirius, what the hell are you on?" Lily asked him, frowning and yet trying to fight back the urge to laugh.
If she had any doubts about Sirius's comment, her fears were confirmed when he plastered a cheesy grin on his face and started to burst into song.
"Matchmaker, Matchmaker,
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
catch me a catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker
Look through your book,"
He sang winking at her, "And make me a perfect match!"
Lily fell back into her chair in uncontrollable laughter. The only thing that could have made that worse was if it had had a little dance to go with it. Although, Lily was guessing that that would be the next thing Sirius would proceed in doing.
"My theme song," Sirius announced, striking a random pose with jazz hands and then glancing at her looking insulted, "Hey! It wasn't that funny!"
Lily just continued to giggle, attempting to calm herself down. Once she had, she managed to say, "You've….you've…been watching the…musical channel…on television again….haven't you?
"Only at James's house," Sirius said defensively, seating himself in his chair once more, "And only a couple times…"
Lily just laughed again, staring at Sirius in amazement. Then she decided it would be better if she just let him be. She excused herself from him and made her way into the kitchen.
In the breakfast nook, she spotted Davy Gudgeon, reading the Daily Prophet with a very content look on his face.
"Hey, Davy," Lily said pulling up a chair across from his and greeting the boy she had known since Hogwarts. His light brown hair fell into his blue eyes as he looked up at Lily, giving her a shy grin.
"Hi, Lily," he said, putting the paper down, "How…how are you?"
Sirius watched from the dining room as Lily laughed with Davy. He smiled to himself, and thought of the plans James had just told him about last night.
"Date number two, here we go," he muttered to himself, as he entered the room, becoming 'Sirius, the Male Matchmaker.'