******Liz Note: I know this took a while to get out. Although I told
myself it was writer's block, it wasn't. I'm just lazy. It's the dog days
of summer! Gimmie a break! I know this is a short one, but expect another
chapter within a day! (Tomorrow morning!!)
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James was thinking about Lily's rear-end. Or, rather, what was on her rear- end.
As Lily turned around to jump off her bed, it was finally seen by everyone. On the butt of her pyjama bottoms, in blue paint was a perfect handprint.
Next to it was written: "J.P. was here". Everyone laughed and looked at James. He gave them a look that plainly read,
"Don't tell her!"
They all shut-up. Lily, who thought they'd been laughing at her singing, started bowing and curtseying, mouthing thank you and wiping and invisible tear from her eye, minding her invisible mascara.
"That was great, Lily!" Suzie said, breaking the ice.
"You really think so?" Lily asked, a pink tinge appearing on her cheeks.
"Would I say it if I didn't mean it?"
"No." Lily agreed. Their party went on almost the whole night, thanks to a never-ending supply of butterbeer and, for Lily, coffee. After talking for most of the night, and dawn hours, everyone fell asleep.
The next afternoon, Lily awoke to a hilarious sight. Sirius was laying flat on his back in the middle of the floor, snoring and occasionally murmuring, "Heffulumps and Woozles...Damn them pretty bogies..." In his hand was a half-full bottle of butterbeer, and countless empty bottles littered the floor around his body.
Peter was wrapped up in some red curtains which he had evidently gotten from Suzie's bed. 'He looks,' Lily thought, 'Like a stuffed sausage.' He even let out an occasional snort.
Remus, it seemed, had enough sense to sleep in the window seat, where he had a throw pillow and blanket to sleep with. He was lying on his side, with his mouth wide open, drooling on the pillow. 'Hafta remember not to use that one.' Lily made a mental note to herself.
Her eyes then went in search of the fourth and final boy that was in their dorm last night. He was nowhere to be seen in the room. Ever curious, Lily got up and went down to the common room to see if he slept on a comfortable couch or chaise lounge down there. He hadn't. Her quest then lead her to the boy's dorm. Not there, either.
"Well," Lily said to herself, "You better go get dressed before you go gallivanting about the castle! You don't want anyone to see you wear the fashion faux * flannel * to bed, do you?!"
So she went back up to the dorm, grabbed some clothes out of the wardrobe, and went into the bathroom. Lily was in her knickers when she turned to start the bath.
And then, she screamed.
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!!!Sneak Peek!!!
In the next chapter you will see.
- What caused Lily to scream bloody murder -- An, as always, goofy Sirius - And.. More with Lily's pyjamas!!
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James was thinking about Lily's rear-end. Or, rather, what was on her rear- end.
As Lily turned around to jump off her bed, it was finally seen by everyone. On the butt of her pyjama bottoms, in blue paint was a perfect handprint.
Next to it was written: "J.P. was here". Everyone laughed and looked at James. He gave them a look that plainly read,
"Don't tell her!"
They all shut-up. Lily, who thought they'd been laughing at her singing, started bowing and curtseying, mouthing thank you and wiping and invisible tear from her eye, minding her invisible mascara.
"That was great, Lily!" Suzie said, breaking the ice.
"You really think so?" Lily asked, a pink tinge appearing on her cheeks.
"Would I say it if I didn't mean it?"
"No." Lily agreed. Their party went on almost the whole night, thanks to a never-ending supply of butterbeer and, for Lily, coffee. After talking for most of the night, and dawn hours, everyone fell asleep.
The next afternoon, Lily awoke to a hilarious sight. Sirius was laying flat on his back in the middle of the floor, snoring and occasionally murmuring, "Heffulumps and Woozles...Damn them pretty bogies..." In his hand was a half-full bottle of butterbeer, and countless empty bottles littered the floor around his body.
Peter was wrapped up in some red curtains which he had evidently gotten from Suzie's bed. 'He looks,' Lily thought, 'Like a stuffed sausage.' He even let out an occasional snort.
Remus, it seemed, had enough sense to sleep in the window seat, where he had a throw pillow and blanket to sleep with. He was lying on his side, with his mouth wide open, drooling on the pillow. 'Hafta remember not to use that one.' Lily made a mental note to herself.
Her eyes then went in search of the fourth and final boy that was in their dorm last night. He was nowhere to be seen in the room. Ever curious, Lily got up and went down to the common room to see if he slept on a comfortable couch or chaise lounge down there. He hadn't. Her quest then lead her to the boy's dorm. Not there, either.
"Well," Lily said to herself, "You better go get dressed before you go gallivanting about the castle! You don't want anyone to see you wear the fashion faux * flannel * to bed, do you?!"
So she went back up to the dorm, grabbed some clothes out of the wardrobe, and went into the bathroom. Lily was in her knickers when she turned to start the bath.
And then, she screamed.
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!!!Sneak Peek!!!
In the next chapter you will see.
- What caused Lily to scream bloody murder -- An, as always, goofy Sirius - And.. More with Lily's pyjamas!!
Goofy host: Does anybody know what time it is?
Audience: REVIEW TIME!
Goofy host: That's right! And here's Liz "the Laugh girl" And Author! So, Liz, anything you want so say?
Liz (that's me! ;o) : REVIEW!! I * live * for reviews!!! I'm addicted, and now starting to experience withdrawal! Don't kill me!!!! Have a heart. review.