A/N: Angel Black1 pointed out that when I insert an author's note in the
middle of the story, it takes away from the flow and distracts readers, so
I won't be doing that anymore! Thanks for telling me!
Disclaimer: not mine!
Chapter Five – Bibbity
"So how do we do it?" Prongs asked later that night. He and Padfoot were stretched out on their dormitory floor playing a game of wizard's chess. Moony was lying down on his bed reading a book, while Wormtail watched the chess game with fascination.
"Do what?" Padfoot said lazily. At the moment, he was winning the game.
Prongs rolled his eyes. "Stop Evans from tattling. You know she will. After all, she IS Headgirl."
"Oh, that," Padfoot said, shrugging. "The usual, I guess. You know? Blackmail her, threaten her, tell her Moony will eat her ...."
Everyone laughed at this, except Remus. Instead, he lowered his book slowly. "Or," he began softly. "We could just make friends with her."
They all stared at him in disbelief.
"Are you kidding!? EVANS!?" James exclaimed. "That's crazy! No way!"
"Yeah, mate," Sirius agreed, shaking his head. "It might work with a normal person, but Prongs is right. This is EVANS."
"So?" Remus raised his eyebrows.
"Moony, no offense or anything, but in case you haven't noticed, Evans is terrified of you," James said flatly. "Padfoot, too."
"It doesn't have to be ME, or Padfoot." Remus fixed him with a pointed stare.
James immediately began shaking his head. "No. No, no, no, no, and no! There is no way - "
"Do you want our secret to be revealed?" Remus countered. "Do you want to lose your Headboy badge? You want to risk expulsion?"
They glared at each other until James backed off, breaking his gaze. "Why can't it be Wormtail?" he asked weakly. "Why me?"
"Let's see," Remus said, starting to count off on his fingers. "You're Headboy, she's Headgirl, so you're closest to her physically; you have the most classes with her, she actually TALKS to you, no offense Peter; plus you're the least obvious choice. She won't suspect anything funny ... and, well, it's easy for you to talk to girls." Remus blushed at this last part.
"He does have good points, Prongs," Sirius said, grinning. "Plus, you can keep SNIVELLY away from her."
James sighed. "Fine," he said exasperatedly. "I'll make friends with Evans."
---
"Are you feeling better, Lily?" Kat said sweetly the next morning (Sunday) as they got ready for breakfast.
"Hmm? Oh, yes, fine. Thank you," Lily said, absentmindedly.
"How did you like the chocolate frogs we brought back?" Kat tried again.
"I'd be glad to," Lily said, disappearing into the bathroom. Kat and Pat exchanged a glance.
"Hey, Lilio!" Pat shouted. "Potter said he wants you meet him in the Headperson bathroom! I think he wants you to come naked! What do you say?"
"Sure, why not?" Lily said. Pat waited a few minutes, then the bathroom door burst open.
"WHAT!?" Lily stuck her head outside of the bathroom door. Her face was turning bright red. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?"
Kathryn and Patricia were practically rolling down the hallway laughing.
"Not funny!" Lily retorted, slamming the bathroom door.
---
Severus watched her from across the Great Hall. He was seething with rage. Potter was STILL sporting that Headboy badge. Therefore, Evans hadn't tattled yet.
'What's taking her so bloody long?' he thought in annoyance.
Those two idiot girls that she called her friends, stood up and walked away while waving back at Evans. 'Probably going back to their common room,' Severus mused.
As soon as they exited the Great Hall, Evans put her silverware down. Severus watched with interest as she buried her head in her hands.
'So, she's not hungry. She merely wanted to be away from those twittering idiots,' Severus thought, slightly amused.
Anger quickly replaced his amusement when he spotted Potter sitting with his groupies farther down the Gryffindor table. His eyes narrowed further when he realized that every few seconds, they would all sneak looks at Evans. It didn't help as Potter was the one who glanced at her most often.
Severus glared. 'I have to get her away from that blubbering idiot!' He stood up abruptly, and stalked over to Evans in his twitchy manner.
"Evans!" he barked.
She looked up in surprise. Then, her gaze fell on someone behind Severus.
"Snape," A low voice said.
Severus didn't turn around. "Why don't you do us a favor, Potter, and go away?" he replied, in an evenly bored tone.
"Who's 'us'?" Potter said. "I only see you. And Evans. And I highly doubt there is an 'us' there." He laughed.
Severus kept his eyes on Evans. "Laugh all you want Potter, but as soon as Evans here tells the Headmaster, there will no longer be a 'you' at Hogwarts." He looked into Evans's eyes, and met her gaze. "I would get on that if I were you, Evans." Nuff said, he strode away, a delightful gleam in his eyes.
---
James hesitated. Evans still hadn't said anything. She was just looking at him in expectation. He had to say something. Anything.
She beat him to it. "You want to make sure I don't tell, right?"
He tensed, then he got an idea. "No, actually. I wanted to tell you that Moony – err – Remus, says he's sorry."
"Oh?" she turned slightly red.
"Yeah." He tousled his hair, causing her to glare at him. He grinned. "Well, yeah, he apologized and everything. So did Sirius. They didn't mean to scare you, and they both said that they won't come near you if you don't want them to, with the exception of classes, etc. etc."
"Oh," she said again. She looked embarrassed. She blushed. "It's not as if I'm AFRAID of them or anything, it's just I was... um, caught off guard, and uh, surprised. But that's all. No fear here."
James raised his eyebrow. "Right."
"Honest," Evans insisted.
"Okay, okay," James said, holding up his hands in defense. "See you then." With a little wave, he took off to where his friends were waiting just beyond the doors of the Great Hall.
---
"Like it or not, Mr. Potter, you are also in charge of the decorations of the Yule Ball, seeing as you are Headboy," Professor McGonagall said. "And Miss Evans has informed me that you have been shirking your duties."
James groaned inwardly. "But that's so BORING!" he whined.
Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed. "Stop being ridiculous! Who exactly do you think handled the decorations before you were Headboy?"
"The teachers?"
"No, Mr. Potter. It comes with the responsibility of being Headboy," McGonagall said, exasperately. "However, should you choose to give up that responsibility–"
"I'll do it," James interrupted quickly. "Even though I think girls are MUCH better decorators..."
"Nonsense. Some gentlemen have EXCELLENT decorating skills," McGonagall retorted. And with that, she swooshed him out of the office.
---
Lily was seriously irritated. She didn't mind working on the decorations for the Yule Ball and everything, but honestly! Working with someone who OBVIOUSLY did not want to work was exhausting.
"What are you on about now?" Lily snapped. James had just sighed loudly for the millionth time.
"WHY do we HAVE to have streamers? Isn't that a MUGGLE thing?" James said, turning to her with a pained expression.
"You're supposed to be BEWITCHING them," Lily said, trying to keep her patience.
"Why do I have to do it? Why can't you do it?" James whined.
Lily fought the urge not to slug him one. "Please, Potter, I'm BUSY over here!"
"You're not DOING anything!" he exclaimed.
Lily was up to her elbows in decorations, trying to decide how best everything would fit. She put her hand to her forehead. "I'm doing a lot more than you, thank you very much! Look, if you're so bored, why don't you try to change these bits of paper into snow-like confetti?"
James shook his head. Before Lily knew what he was doing, he was beside her. She jumped as he said something softly in her ear. "Come on, Evans, let's go have a bit of fun somewhere else."
Lily shivered. His voice had gotten REALLY low all of a sudden. It was unnerving.
"Quit it," she said, swatting out at him without turning around. "If we continue to work like this, we might get most of this done tonight."
"And what happens to it in the morning? Won't everyone see it?"
"No. Professor Dumbledore said he'll put an invisibility spell on everything until we've finished," Lily explained.
"Well, we don't want Dumbledore to have to go to all that trouble, do we? It'll be much better if there was nothing for him to have to put an invisibility spell on, wouldn't it?" James said, slyly. "We can do this tomorrow night."
"HOW in the WORLD did you become Headboy?" Lily groaned. "They should've chose Remus."
James stopped, and turned toward her. "You fancy Remus? Remus Lupin?"
"No," she said, glaring at him. "He's just so much more serious than you are. His only flaw is that he's YOUR friend."
James stepped back, a hurt expression flashing over his face. "That was cold, Evans."
"Well, it's true," Lily said, softly. "And the fact that he's a – I suppose Dumbledore didn't want him in the limelight too much. People might start questioning his whereabouts every month."
"So you think Remus would make a better Headboy than me?" James asked, his face expression completely blank.
"Honestly, yes, I do," Lily answered, turning back toward the decorations.
There was a long pause in which neither of them said anything.
Then, James asked, "Would you go out with him?"
Lily's face flushed. "That is completely off the topic," she answered quickly. "Besides, someone I know – never mind."
"You know someone who likes him? Does she know - ?"
"-what he is?" Lily finished. "No. I haven't told anyone. And I won't."
James breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. He doesn't need the publicity."
"I know," Lily said, shuddering. "Imagine, if everyone found out...." She trailed off. "Being a werewolf must be horrible. Having to be alone all the time with the burden."
"He's not alone," James said. "He's got us – me, Sirius, and Peter."
"It's different for you," Lily argued. "He's a werewolf. He doesn't WANT to be a werewolf. He can't change at will, like you can, being an Animagus and all. It must be painful to have no one to talk to who understands." She glanced up at him quickly. He had a strange, thoughtful look on his face.
She bit her lip. "I-I don't think I would have minded very much," Lily suddenly whispered. "Getting bitten, I mean. If there was another werewolf around, then maybe Remus wouldn't be so lonely." She looked up to see his reaction.
James was STUNNED. James Potter was stunned. LILY had stunned HIM. She suddenly laughed out loud. What she wouldn't give to have a camera right now....
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A/N: okie dokie! Finito! Whatever that means . . . okay! I'm finished with this chapter, obviously, so please review! If I missed A/N's in there anywhere, then please tell me so I can go back and take them out. THANKS FOR READING!!! AND PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Ariana S.
Disclaimer: not mine!
Chapter Five – Bibbity
"So how do we do it?" Prongs asked later that night. He and Padfoot were stretched out on their dormitory floor playing a game of wizard's chess. Moony was lying down on his bed reading a book, while Wormtail watched the chess game with fascination.
"Do what?" Padfoot said lazily. At the moment, he was winning the game.
Prongs rolled his eyes. "Stop Evans from tattling. You know she will. After all, she IS Headgirl."
"Oh, that," Padfoot said, shrugging. "The usual, I guess. You know? Blackmail her, threaten her, tell her Moony will eat her ...."
Everyone laughed at this, except Remus. Instead, he lowered his book slowly. "Or," he began softly. "We could just make friends with her."
They all stared at him in disbelief.
"Are you kidding!? EVANS!?" James exclaimed. "That's crazy! No way!"
"Yeah, mate," Sirius agreed, shaking his head. "It might work with a normal person, but Prongs is right. This is EVANS."
"So?" Remus raised his eyebrows.
"Moony, no offense or anything, but in case you haven't noticed, Evans is terrified of you," James said flatly. "Padfoot, too."
"It doesn't have to be ME, or Padfoot." Remus fixed him with a pointed stare.
James immediately began shaking his head. "No. No, no, no, no, and no! There is no way - "
"Do you want our secret to be revealed?" Remus countered. "Do you want to lose your Headboy badge? You want to risk expulsion?"
They glared at each other until James backed off, breaking his gaze. "Why can't it be Wormtail?" he asked weakly. "Why me?"
"Let's see," Remus said, starting to count off on his fingers. "You're Headboy, she's Headgirl, so you're closest to her physically; you have the most classes with her, she actually TALKS to you, no offense Peter; plus you're the least obvious choice. She won't suspect anything funny ... and, well, it's easy for you to talk to girls." Remus blushed at this last part.
"He does have good points, Prongs," Sirius said, grinning. "Plus, you can keep SNIVELLY away from her."
James sighed. "Fine," he said exasperatedly. "I'll make friends with Evans."
---
"Are you feeling better, Lily?" Kat said sweetly the next morning (Sunday) as they got ready for breakfast.
"Hmm? Oh, yes, fine. Thank you," Lily said, absentmindedly.
"How did you like the chocolate frogs we brought back?" Kat tried again.
"I'd be glad to," Lily said, disappearing into the bathroom. Kat and Pat exchanged a glance.
"Hey, Lilio!" Pat shouted. "Potter said he wants you meet him in the Headperson bathroom! I think he wants you to come naked! What do you say?"
"Sure, why not?" Lily said. Pat waited a few minutes, then the bathroom door burst open.
"WHAT!?" Lily stuck her head outside of the bathroom door. Her face was turning bright red. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?"
Kathryn and Patricia were practically rolling down the hallway laughing.
"Not funny!" Lily retorted, slamming the bathroom door.
---
Severus watched her from across the Great Hall. He was seething with rage. Potter was STILL sporting that Headboy badge. Therefore, Evans hadn't tattled yet.
'What's taking her so bloody long?' he thought in annoyance.
Those two idiot girls that she called her friends, stood up and walked away while waving back at Evans. 'Probably going back to their common room,' Severus mused.
As soon as they exited the Great Hall, Evans put her silverware down. Severus watched with interest as she buried her head in her hands.
'So, she's not hungry. She merely wanted to be away from those twittering idiots,' Severus thought, slightly amused.
Anger quickly replaced his amusement when he spotted Potter sitting with his groupies farther down the Gryffindor table. His eyes narrowed further when he realized that every few seconds, they would all sneak looks at Evans. It didn't help as Potter was the one who glanced at her most often.
Severus glared. 'I have to get her away from that blubbering idiot!' He stood up abruptly, and stalked over to Evans in his twitchy manner.
"Evans!" he barked.
She looked up in surprise. Then, her gaze fell on someone behind Severus.
"Snape," A low voice said.
Severus didn't turn around. "Why don't you do us a favor, Potter, and go away?" he replied, in an evenly bored tone.
"Who's 'us'?" Potter said. "I only see you. And Evans. And I highly doubt there is an 'us' there." He laughed.
Severus kept his eyes on Evans. "Laugh all you want Potter, but as soon as Evans here tells the Headmaster, there will no longer be a 'you' at Hogwarts." He looked into Evans's eyes, and met her gaze. "I would get on that if I were you, Evans." Nuff said, he strode away, a delightful gleam in his eyes.
---
James hesitated. Evans still hadn't said anything. She was just looking at him in expectation. He had to say something. Anything.
She beat him to it. "You want to make sure I don't tell, right?"
He tensed, then he got an idea. "No, actually. I wanted to tell you that Moony – err – Remus, says he's sorry."
"Oh?" she turned slightly red.
"Yeah." He tousled his hair, causing her to glare at him. He grinned. "Well, yeah, he apologized and everything. So did Sirius. They didn't mean to scare you, and they both said that they won't come near you if you don't want them to, with the exception of classes, etc. etc."
"Oh," she said again. She looked embarrassed. She blushed. "It's not as if I'm AFRAID of them or anything, it's just I was... um, caught off guard, and uh, surprised. But that's all. No fear here."
James raised his eyebrow. "Right."
"Honest," Evans insisted.
"Okay, okay," James said, holding up his hands in defense. "See you then." With a little wave, he took off to where his friends were waiting just beyond the doors of the Great Hall.
---
"Like it or not, Mr. Potter, you are also in charge of the decorations of the Yule Ball, seeing as you are Headboy," Professor McGonagall said. "And Miss Evans has informed me that you have been shirking your duties."
James groaned inwardly. "But that's so BORING!" he whined.
Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed. "Stop being ridiculous! Who exactly do you think handled the decorations before you were Headboy?"
"The teachers?"
"No, Mr. Potter. It comes with the responsibility of being Headboy," McGonagall said, exasperately. "However, should you choose to give up that responsibility–"
"I'll do it," James interrupted quickly. "Even though I think girls are MUCH better decorators..."
"Nonsense. Some gentlemen have EXCELLENT decorating skills," McGonagall retorted. And with that, she swooshed him out of the office.
---
Lily was seriously irritated. She didn't mind working on the decorations for the Yule Ball and everything, but honestly! Working with someone who OBVIOUSLY did not want to work was exhausting.
"What are you on about now?" Lily snapped. James had just sighed loudly for the millionth time.
"WHY do we HAVE to have streamers? Isn't that a MUGGLE thing?" James said, turning to her with a pained expression.
"You're supposed to be BEWITCHING them," Lily said, trying to keep her patience.
"Why do I have to do it? Why can't you do it?" James whined.
Lily fought the urge not to slug him one. "Please, Potter, I'm BUSY over here!"
"You're not DOING anything!" he exclaimed.
Lily was up to her elbows in decorations, trying to decide how best everything would fit. She put her hand to her forehead. "I'm doing a lot more than you, thank you very much! Look, if you're so bored, why don't you try to change these bits of paper into snow-like confetti?"
James shook his head. Before Lily knew what he was doing, he was beside her. She jumped as he said something softly in her ear. "Come on, Evans, let's go have a bit of fun somewhere else."
Lily shivered. His voice had gotten REALLY low all of a sudden. It was unnerving.
"Quit it," she said, swatting out at him without turning around. "If we continue to work like this, we might get most of this done tonight."
"And what happens to it in the morning? Won't everyone see it?"
"No. Professor Dumbledore said he'll put an invisibility spell on everything until we've finished," Lily explained.
"Well, we don't want Dumbledore to have to go to all that trouble, do we? It'll be much better if there was nothing for him to have to put an invisibility spell on, wouldn't it?" James said, slyly. "We can do this tomorrow night."
"HOW in the WORLD did you become Headboy?" Lily groaned. "They should've chose Remus."
James stopped, and turned toward her. "You fancy Remus? Remus Lupin?"
"No," she said, glaring at him. "He's just so much more serious than you are. His only flaw is that he's YOUR friend."
James stepped back, a hurt expression flashing over his face. "That was cold, Evans."
"Well, it's true," Lily said, softly. "And the fact that he's a – I suppose Dumbledore didn't want him in the limelight too much. People might start questioning his whereabouts every month."
"So you think Remus would make a better Headboy than me?" James asked, his face expression completely blank.
"Honestly, yes, I do," Lily answered, turning back toward the decorations.
There was a long pause in which neither of them said anything.
Then, James asked, "Would you go out with him?"
Lily's face flushed. "That is completely off the topic," she answered quickly. "Besides, someone I know – never mind."
"You know someone who likes him? Does she know - ?"
"-what he is?" Lily finished. "No. I haven't told anyone. And I won't."
James breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. He doesn't need the publicity."
"I know," Lily said, shuddering. "Imagine, if everyone found out...." She trailed off. "Being a werewolf must be horrible. Having to be alone all the time with the burden."
"He's not alone," James said. "He's got us – me, Sirius, and Peter."
"It's different for you," Lily argued. "He's a werewolf. He doesn't WANT to be a werewolf. He can't change at will, like you can, being an Animagus and all. It must be painful to have no one to talk to who understands." She glanced up at him quickly. He had a strange, thoughtful look on his face.
She bit her lip. "I-I don't think I would have minded very much," Lily suddenly whispered. "Getting bitten, I mean. If there was another werewolf around, then maybe Remus wouldn't be so lonely." She looked up to see his reaction.
James was STUNNED. James Potter was stunned. LILY had stunned HIM. She suddenly laughed out loud. What she wouldn't give to have a camera right now....
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A/N: okie dokie! Finito! Whatever that means . . . okay! I'm finished with this chapter, obviously, so please review! If I missed A/N's in there anywhere, then please tell me so I can go back and take them out. THANKS FOR READING!!! AND PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Ariana S.