White Stag
Lily went to the Forest almost every day that week after that. Every time she whistled, and every time the stag came. She began talking to him as though he was a close friend and confidante, telling him things she didn't even tell Sarah.
She told him about her sister, Petunia, and how she called Lily a freak because of her magic.
She told him how much it hurt when Slytherins called her a Mudblood, even though she pretended not to care.
She told him about James, how he was being less and less of a prat lately and how she might be able to like him just as a friend. She stressed that part, making sure the stag knew the thought of her having a crush on James Potter was absolutely ridiculous.
Then one day she went and whistled for the stag, and he didn't come. She went to her clearing anyway, hoping he might be there, but there was no sign of him. The same thing happened the next day, except this time she saw someone else on her way to the clearing. James was sitting at the roots of a tree, looking very much asleep. She woke him up.
"Whaaaat?" he moaned without opening his eyes. He sounded a bit irritated.
"James?" Lily said, worried.
His head jerked up so quickly Lily jumped back in surprise. "Lily? What-" he yawned- "What're you doing?"
He was actually quite cute when he was half-awake.
Lily squeaked. She had not just thought that. No. No no no. Not possible. She shook her head.
"You okay?" he said, tilting his head to one side.
She nodded hurriedly. "I was just wondering if you'd seen that stag lately. I... I know he doesn't like you, but I thought you might've seen him at least. I couldn't find him yesterday, and I was whistling for him today and he didn't come. I'm worried about him."
"Maybe he's found a girlfriend or something. Who knows?" James replied with a laugh, then became serious. "He's an animal, Lily. Don't try to tame him, and don't get too attatched. And it looks like you already care too much about him."
"Don't tell me what to do, Potter!" she said fiercely. "Don't tell me I care too much. He was my friend, okay? And he was a good listener."
"He's an animal, Lily!"
"What kind of point are you trying to make?" she yelled at him, startling a group of loudly protesting ravens out of a tree.
"I... oh, forget it." He pulled himself to his feet using an overhanging branch, then walked away, towards the school.
She whistled for the stag one last time, then gave up and left, making sure to take a different path than James had.
Hey, I got another chapter written and postedtoday! Going for four chapters written and uploadedin the same day. :crosses fingers: Since this is being posted so soon after chapter 2, I don't have any new reviews to reply to. :goes to write chapter 4: