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Love is a Funny Thing, Chapter 15
Hogwarts, in general, was in a state of utter disorder.
Combine the upcoming Hogwarts Festival, the overwhelmingly large load of work the professors were (kindly enough, not) piling onto their students, and personal relationships…and, well, there you've got it.
The Festival, as it had come to be known, was in six short days…on March the first. All the booth owners were setting up last minute pricing details, refining ideas, and building what was necessary.
Lily, Hazel, Michelle, Amanda, James, Sirius, Remus and Peter were no exception. All had the immense work pressure, as well as Lily, Hazel, James and Sirius having their respective booths.
Lily, especially, was going crazy with stress. She and Hazel's booth didn't require much—just themselves (or their mouths, essentially) were needed—along with a large sign and the actual booth, which were provided by Dumbledore himself. All booths had gained approval from him, and he'd merely smiled and chuckled to himself as he'd scanned the list of booths. Lily had half expected him to disallow the booth and be done with it, but Dumbledore seemed to have no problem with the booth.
But Lily did. Oh, did she ever! The idea distressed her. The more she thought and pondered about it, the more it disgusted her. Kissing people for money! It was a low-grade thing to do. As much as she hated to admit it to herself…kissing other people just wouldn't be the same thing as kissing James.
Something, in fact, Lily and James had been doing a fair amount of, lately. Kissing, that is. They'd become a sort-of-couple….just sort of, mind you. Not the tied down with a rope type of relationship, Lily reassured herself.
Not that I want it to be, she thought tiredly.
James exited the Charms classroom along with the rest of his fellow Gryffindors, thoroughly exhausted. They'd been practicing Shielding Charms—one of the most difficult charms of the year—and James's wrist was particularly sore from the complicated wand movement, which involved a quick twist of the wrist and an odd circular motion.
Of course Lily had had no trouble with the charm. She'd gotten it right on the first try, sending Flitwick into the usual tirade of happy "My, Miss Evans, this is simply extraordinary!" and such compliments.
Sirius exited the class alongside James and good-naturedly slapped his back, almost causing James to drop all the books, he was so caught off guard and tired.
"Nice, Prongsie boy." Sirius smirked jokingly, watching as James regained composure.
"Shut it, Sirius." James responded tiredly.
"Hey, no need to be hostile! If you've got to—you know, let out your inner hostility—go ahead and beat somebody up, I'd suggest Varnels from Slytherin as a prime choice, but it's your call—" Sirius started.
James continued walking on, eyes focused on some vague middle distance, it seemed. Sirius, undeterred, kept pace with his preoccupied friend.
"Well, if you don't like that idea, I'm sure a nice rousing snogging session with Lily would be of service as well—"
"Sirius, be quiet about Lily!" James snapped. He rarely lost his temper around his best friends, so Sirius could detect that something out of the ordinary was afoot. It took five years of being best friends to figure things like these out.
"Jamesie, my friend, what's wrong?" asked Sirius.
"Nothing." James said defiantly, regaining his cool exterior. It was a façade, Sirius was sure.
"There's something wrong, Prongs, I know it, and if you won't tell me, I'll figure it out anyway. Really, we could save a lot of time and money if you just told me now." Sirius said wisely, putting on his best impression of a concerned and wise adult.
"Money? What do you or I need to be concerned about money?" James had to ask. It wasn't a secret that both James's and Sirius's pureblood families were extremely wealthy, and had been for what seemed like forever.
"Ah, it's a phrase, mate."
"I see."
"But you're still avoiding the Lily issue. I'll dig it up anyhow, so why not bother to cut out the middleman?" Sirius sang out in a disgustingly cheery manner.
"Cut outthe middleman? Really, Sirius, what is with these phrases of yours today?" asked James.
"Just being my usual sophisticated, wise, and learned self." Said Sirius, pretending to stroke an imaginary beard and look mightily affronted at James's comment at the same time. The result was little short of hilarious.
"You know you look like a carbon copy of Dumbledore right now?" James asked, half amused at Sirus's rather odd facial expressions.
"Is our beloved headmaster even half as good looking as me?" Sirius asked indignantly.
When James failed to answer (he was too busy sniggering at Sirius's expression), James received a "joking" punch on the shoulder.
"But seriously, now. What about the Lily thing's eating you? You look half dead." Sirius stated.
"Yeah, thanks, that's real encouraging, really makes me feel loads better…" James said sarcastically.
"You know I'll eventually beat this out of you, probably within the next few hours or so?" Sirius asked James in a very annoyingly cheery voice.
"Yes."
"And you're not going to cut out the middleman by telling me now?"
"No. And you're not going to shut up about middlemen and money and stuff, are you?"
"Mate, you know me too well."
"Amazingly Delightful Whipped cream covered strawberries." Sirius stated, back at the messy boys' dormitory.
"Why are you so obsessed with whipped cream covered strawberries? Chocolate dipped ones are better." Peter said.
"Look, guys, if we're making a party for Sirius's girlfriend, don't you think HE should be able to pick the menu?" asked Remus tiredly, cutting in.
"Why don't," James said exasperatedly—he was stretched to the breaking point, "why don't we have BOTH chocolate covered strawberries and whipped cream covered?"
Sirius sat, contemplating the suggestion for a moment. "Alright, I think that would be okay. So, that leaves us with the choice of banana flambé, buns: cinnamon flavored, burnt sugar figurines, and butterscotch topped brownies."
"How are the elves going to do all this?" asked Peter wonderingly.
"More importantly, how many desserts are you planning on ordering?" James asked.
"One type of dessert for each letter in the alphabet…so, that leaves us with 26 types, probably fifty orders for each type, doesn't it?" Sirius replied.
"You'll send them into the baking for days!" cried Peter.
"Well, everything has to be perfect." Sirius said. "So, what will it be: the banana flambé, buns: cinnamon flavored, the burnt sugar figurines, or the butterscotch topped brownies?"
"Burnt sugar figurines?" James said questioningly, rolling over to his stomach on his (as always) unmade bed.
"Yes, pure burnt sugar made in the shape of famous quidditch players. So, which one do you guys think?" Sirius asked.
"Bean sprout squares." Remus managed to say with a completely straight face.
"Ha, ha, Moony, I really need to work on this—" Sirius was cut off by Remus and Peter laughing uncontrollably at Sirius's expression.
"Fine, banana flambé." Remus said, and Sirius put a little tick next to the dessert on his mile-long list.
"Alright, guys: it's carrot cake, chocolate fudge levitating bars, crumb apple vanishing cake…"
James turned around yet again, tuning out his friend's drone about the merits of various desserts that began with the letter C. He couldn't stop thinking about a certain Lily Evans.
The girls were also sprawled lazily across their dormitory, chatting amicably and eating candy they'd gathered from the last visit to Hogsmeade.
"So, Mishie, what would you like for your birthday?" asked Lily, sucking thoughtfully on a sugar quill, a favorite sweet of hers. She unstuck a small tendril of fire-colored hair that had attached itself to the quill's sugary exterior.
"You guys…you know you don't have to give me gifts at all." Michelle said by her spot on the floor, cross-legged on top of a large pillow taken from Amanda's bed.
"What are birthdays FOR, if not gifts?" asked Amanda exasperatedly, sucking on a strawberry sherbet levitating ball. She remained constantly hovering about eight inches off the ground, since she was sucking it so slowly.
"Ummm…cake, maybe?" offered Lily.
"You two are so superficial." Huffed Hazel, taking tiny licks from a lemon lollipop Remus had given her.
"Am not!" Amanda asserted, smacking Hazel with a nearby pillow.
"Same here!" Lily agreed.
"Yeah, Ms. Lollipop!" said Amanda jokingly.
"What?" Hazel said, turning a bright shade of red that rather resembled a very ripe pomegranate—a shade her face became whenever the subject was in the slightest bit connected to her boyfriend.
"You've been working on that lollipop for what, a half hour?" Amanda asked incredulously.
Hazel could only blush and take another miniscule lick from the bright yellow, lemon-shaped pop.
"Awww, it's sweet, guys." Lily said, sucking on her sugar quill.
"Yeah. And I have no boyfriend." Said Amanda, brushing an imaginary tear from the corner of her bright blue eye.
Michelle went over to hug Amanda, even though the lack of a boyfriend meant next to nothing in Amanda's mind.
"So, what DO you want, Michelle?" asked Lily.
"Guys, I just want your friendship." Said Michelle in a fake sappy voice, pretending to be overcome by emotion.
Hazel burst into a fit of giggles. "Michelle, you sound like a soap opera star."
Michelle responded by standing up and walking over to Hazel. "Hazel, how could you betray me like that! I thought we were friends! But when I saw you cheating with—with Jonathon—" Michelle paused for dramatic effect.
"You…you realized that…that you like Bob instead?" offered Amanda helpfully, still hovering peaceably over the floor.
"Yes! When I saw you two, it broke my heart. I thought our friendship was stronger than that…I…I thought that nothing could ever come between us!" Michelle continued in a dramatic voice.
Lily and Amanda were already laughing, and Hazel trying not to let her giggles spill out.
"It wasn't what it looked like…umm…Maria!" Hazel said, putting a hand to her heart.
"Maria?" Amanda paused a bit in her laughter.
"Yeah, Hazel once watched a muggle Spanish soap opera when she was over during the summer. Couldn't understand a thing, of course, but one of the girls was called Maria, I suppose." Lily explained.
"Then what WAS it?" demanded Michelle (or Maria, whichever you prefer), getting more into the acting role by the second.
"Am I interrupting something?"
The girls all looked around. Nobody was in their dormitory but them!
Then the voice became familiar. "Look out the window, my soap opera bunch."
The four walked over to the window, which was now pried half-open, the night breeze wafting in. And just beyond, sitting and grinning on a—what was that, flapping in the breeze?—were three very familiar faces, and another one too.
"Sirius!" Michelle exclaimed in surprise.
"Michelle! Or should I say, Maria?" asked Sirius, grinning. Michelle just blushed.
"What are you guys sitting on?" asked Lily, mouth gaping wide from shock. In the clear night sky—a velvety blue with tiny pinpricks that were stars—there was a
"Magic carpet. Thought you'd know that, from History of Magic class. Perfect Lily, missing a line of notes?" James said, clapping a hand over his mouth in supposed shock.
"No, no, I've got the notes! I know the four basic spells ones has got to put on it, the Eilifouecuse Charm, the Flying Spell, the—" Lily was cut off by James shushing her.
"But it's been made illegal since 1853!" Lily stated, watching James's hair (as always, extraordinarily messy) get a bit more tousled, if possible, in the light and pleasant breeze.
"Ah, well." Sirius dismissed this by a casual wave of his hand.
Hazel smiled shyly at Remus, and Amanda grinned at Mitchell Laves, her "close friend" as Amanda indignantly had put in many times (a fact that that her friends heartily doubted), and he smiled back.
This was a beginning of what was sure to be a rather odd group date, Lily thought. Of course, it would be breaking practically all school rules…ruining her chances for the desired Head Girl position…and many other unwanted consequences, but you only lived once, right?
"So…should we get on?" Lily questioned after a moment of chatter.
"Lily Evans, the perfect prefect, agreeing to go for a ride on an illegal magic carpet?" James feigned shock, clapping a hand over his mouth in fake amazement. The rest of the group laughed good-naturedly, while Lily stood stubbornly.
"Yes, indeed. Never thought you'd see the day, did you?" Lily responded, and allowed James to maneuver her onto the carpet, where she quickly sat down (for lack of space…and other, ahem, "reasons") on James's lap.
The magic carpet had the feeling of utter stability, but still its corners rippled in the wind. It had a Near Eastern sort of decoration, with elaborate gold embroidery on a beautiful purply-red background. There were golden tassels as well, on the four corners of the magic carpet, which Lily knew (from about 4 hours of studying for a particularly difficult History of Magic test that had encompassed the magic carpet and how it worked) were used to steer the carpet.
It was, arguably, one of the oddest moments of her life—sitting on the lap of James Potter, her previous enemy (and her now sort-of boyfriend) , on an illegal flying carpet, with three of her best friends about to clamber into their boyfriends (and "close friends"…ahem, ahem, in Amanda's case) laps. It wasn't a bad moment, though. Lily felt a reckless fizz in her bloodstream.
Michelle easily, like the gymnast she was, climbed monkey-like onto Sirius's lap, where he was sitting positioned in front of the golden tassels; evidently he was the "steerer". Amanda fearlessly plonked down onto a grinning Mitchell, and Hazel hesitantly (and after much coaxing) made her way to Remus.
"And off we go!" Sirius cried, grabbing the tassels in front of him and guiding them expertly. Lily felt a swoosh of cool night air on her cheeks, and before she knew it, they were off.
It was rather like a muggle roller coaster, in terms of the upside-down feeling it gave to her stomach. The magic carpet swooped and swerved unexpectedly, and Lily couldn't help but grab onto James for dear life. James couldn't stop the smile that crept onto his face.
"So how'd you get the flying carpet?" Michelle was asking interestedly, not at all frightened.
"It's a family heirloom, passed down for generations." Sirius replied, as they steered through the darkness, with only stars and moon visible. "It's pretty old, granted, but it was a very good quality version….so it still works today. Of course it's illegal now, but I got it." Sirius replied.
Lily gulped and squeezed James's hand a little tighter, as Sirius had just swerved very close (probably on purpose, though) to a large tree. James grimaced at her increase in pressure; he didn't doubt that there were red fingernail marks on his poor hands.
"And how'd you get it, then?" asked Amanda curiously from the other side of the carpet. She seemed also to be enjoying the ride immensely, not afraid in the slightest.
Hazel, on the other hand, was clutching Remus almost as hard and Lily was to James—if Remus's grimace of pain was any indication. Lily released a bit of her grip and James let out a sigh of relief.
It was actually rather nice and amazing, looking out at the stars and flying through the night sky, on a magic carpet. It was the kind of thing that happened in a fairy tale book, not something that happened to real, live people.
"Ah, that's a secret I can't tell." Sirius said mischievously, and Lily could practically hear him grinning (it was too difficult to see much of anybody's face in the darkness).
The Gryffindors all laughed appreciatively.
Sirius was beginning to do a sort of tour thing as they passed various landmarks.
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and I would like to welcome you to Sirius Black's Magical Carpet Rides, incorporated! All arms, legs, heads, talons, tentacles, and other body parts must be kept in the vehicle at all times!"
"Yes, Sirius, get your tentacles off the edge!" James joked, feeling happier than he had in a while.
"Young man, I would like to ask you to be quiet, please! This is an important safety notice that must be taken into consideration by all!" Sirius said in an authoritative voice.
"Now, here you will see a particularly lovely…er, tree. Um, it's…special because…"
"Because it has…tree-like qualities?" offered Remus.
"Yes, a tree having tree-like qualities is so utterly unusual…" Sirius said.
"My wondrously intelligent friend." Commented Remus, earning a joking punch from Sirius.
"Yes…ok, and below you will see our very own Hogwarts Lake…wave hello to the Giant Squid, children!" Sirius sang cheerily.
They were indeed over the lake now. It was so beautiful and unreal that in nearly took Lily's breath away—and nearly cut off James's blood circulation, because of Lily's rather firm grip. It looked like a glass mirror, shining in the sparse moonlight. Lily felt a thrill run through her as they passed over the lake. She supposed they could all tumble all the way through the air and break every one of their bones, but that was part of the adventure.
They sailed about on the breeze for a little while more, with Sirius navigating expertly and making narrating their supposed "tour" all the while, earning laughs from the whole party.
"And now, we shall prepare for landing! Everybody, please restore your seats to their upright positions, and REMAIN CALM!" Sirius said, and Lily could tell he was indeed flying the carpet closer to blessed ground. They descended at a slow, pleasant rate, and Lily could tell they were about to land at a spot near the lake.
They settled down (Lily couldn't help feeling enormously relieved now that they stood on firm ground), finally, and Sirius exclaimed, "You have finally reached your destination. Thank you for flying Magic Carpet Airlines, and have a pleasant day!"
Everybody clambered off, unsure of what to do now that they had landed. James brought out a wrapped package that Lily hadn't noticed on the ride.
"We've got Butterbeers, Firewhiskeys, and chocolate frogs to celebrate with!" James announced, brandishing the package.
"What are we celebrating?" queried Lily.
"Nothing special…for me being the lucky guy to be your boyfriend, maybe?" James joked.
"Ah, yes, I could see that…but why must we have a whole party here with us?" Lily asked, a smile on her lips.
"Dunno…adding to the specialness of the thing? Why, would you WANT us to be alone together?" James winked suggestively.
"James, you know I…I didn't mean…I mean, I…don't want….I…well, I do… but I don't… right now and…I…do you know what I mean?"
James just laughed as Sirius unwrapped the package and set the bottles of Butterbeer and Firewhiskey out, as well as the chocolate frogs. Remus conjured a rather bright lantern that never burnt out in the middle of the circle. It reminded Lily rather of a muggle campfire campout sort of thing.
They all settled around the lantern and food, in a small circle. Lily smiled at seeing all her friends around, the light illuminating their features. She snuggled up a bit closer to James. Hazel and Remus looked rather "comfortable" as well. So did Mitchell and Amanda, in fact—pretty "close", Lily thought with an inward smile, for people who were only "friends".
"Dig in!" Sirius cried, and promptly reached for a bottle of Firewhiskey, taking a long swig. He offered it to Michelle, who promptly took a tentative sip and spit the thing out in disgust, spraying everybody in the region. Sirius chuckled.
"Sirius, how do you drink that stuff? It's so strong!" Michelle said, disgusted, wiping her mouth.
Sirius only laughed.
"Sirius, I don't want you to get drunk!" Michelle cautioned, wrapping her arms around him.
"Don't worry, Sirius can hold his alcohol." Remus said from next to Sirius and Michelle.
"Yeah…unlike others I know." James commented, looking as if he was about to laugh.
"Who?" asked Lily from in his arms.
"Pete, bless him, can't hold his alcohol for his life." Explained Remus to Lily. "We had a party once in the dormitory after Gryffindor had won a quidditch match… we had some butterbeer, pretty innocent, right?"
Lily nodded. She'd drunk butterbeer many times, without getting drunk in the slightest.
"Well, Sirius mixed his drink with like a drop of firewhiskey, and…well, let's say that by the end of the night, he was dancing on James's bed, doing a rendition of Cala Warlock's hit pop song, "What Witches Want."
James, Sirius and Remus shared a laugh together. Lily smiled at the tale. It was just the kind of characteristic she'd expect from short, chubby, yet sweet Peter.
The group of eight talked and laughed and ate and drank in the circle, not a single bad thought entering their brains. Lily had a bottle of butterbeer, which tasted a little bit strange, by her side, taking occasional sips to warm herself against the thin chilly breeze. Of course, snuggling up to James helped as well. Perhaps it just tasted odd because it was the bottled kind.
The atmosphere was warm and comfortable and friendly, and the group probably could have talked for hours more, had dawn not been an issue. So, after eating the chocolate frogs and a lot of Firewhiskey from Sirius's side (although true to his word, he didn't get in the slightest bit tipsy), the group of eight decided to depart.
Lily felt a bit tipsy and light-headed and she stood up, although she knew no reason why. All she'd had was a bottle of butterbeer, and that was hardly anything!
They sat themselves back on the carpet, all in a messy jumble of bodies. They'd decided to bring back the empty bottles and wrappers as well, lest anybody get suspicious about the midnight adventure.
Sirius maneuvered the carpet upwards and into the air. All were prepared for a nice, peaceful ride and then a nice, peaceful sleep in their respective dormitories immediately afterwards.
Of course, the words "nice" and "peaceful" were most definitely not applicable when Lily stood up (effectively obscuring Sirius's vision) and began to sing.
"Lily, what are you doing?" demanded Hazel. James made an attempt to grab Lily's ankle, but missed. He was totally bewildered. Lily had been deathly afraid of heights before, and now she was standing and singing—what was that song she was singing, anyway?
Lily seemed to have passed the first stanza. James attempted to grab her by the ankles again. A cold fear chilled him. What was Lily playing at, anyway? Didn't she know it was unsafe to stand on the carpet?
"I can OPEN you EYESS…
Take you WONDER BY WONDERRRRRRRR—" Lily warbled loudly.
James, frustrated and also fearful for Lily's safety, pushed forward with no regard for his own safety, and made another attempt to pull her by the legs backwards into his lap to safety. Unfortunately, she dodged him with a quick and very precarious sidestep towards Sirius.
Lily's voice was loud and very un-Lily and un-prefect-like. She brandished her arms outwards to the night sky for extra effect.
"—Over, sideways and UN-DER
on a magic CARPET RIIIIIIDDEEEEEEE"
"Lily, I can't see!" cried Sirius in alarm, attempting to peer over Lily, who was dancing extremely precariously at the edge of the flying carpet. Sirius swerved and narrowly missed a tree, eliciting a gasp from the carpet's riders. However, Lily didn't seem to be bothered by this, as she continued her little singing-and-dancing routine.
"A whole NEW world
A new fantastic point of VIEWWWWW
No-one to TELL us no
Or WHERE to go
Or say we're only DREEEEEAAAA-MINGGGGGGGGG"
James could feel his heart beating about fifty beats per second. He stood up cautiously, all in mad pursuit of Lily, who was dancing about and singing at the top of her lungs next to him. All he could focus now was on getting Lily back safely—the drop was so high, she could slip at any moment—
"Lily!" James shouted at the girl who had an unusual for her loose and silly grin. She simply danced over to the far corner—almost tipping off—but she still continued her song, unawares of everybody on the carpet shouting and yelling in alarm—
"A whole NEEEEEWWWWWWWW worldddddd
a dazz-liiiiiiing place I NE-ver knewwwwwwww
but when I'm WAAAYYYY up here
It's CRY-STAL CLEEEEEEEEAR
That I'm in a whole new wooorld with youuuu—"
James felt like he couldn't breathe as he tried to pick over his frantic friends to get Lily—it looked as if she would fall of the corner every second, and he couldn't bear anything happen to her—
Sirius swore again and managed a close swerve.
The combined song and frantic energy to get Lily to safety was making James utterly frantic and unable to be calm or concentrate.
"unbeLIEEEEEEEEvable sights,
indesCRIIIIIIIIIIIbable FEEE-lings—"
"Bloody hell, Lily! I can't see, you've got to move, or we're all going to die!" shouted Sirius urgently, swerving dangerously all the while. This seemed not to deter Lily in the slightest, though. James was still trying to grab Lily without falling off the carpet himself. The carpet was in utter chaos.
"SOOAAAAring, TUM-bling, free-WHEEEEEEEEling
through an END-less DIAmond SKYYYYYYYYYY—"
But Lily was cut off when, crashing into a tree, they were soaring, tumbling and free-wheeling through the sky—and fast towards the ground. And it probably wasn't the type of tumbling the song meant.
A/N: Ah. I bet you didn't expect that, now did you? Lily getting drunk and causing the magic carpet to crash. There's more to it than it seems… (winks)…was it a straight butterbeer?…points to whoever can figure it out (grin).
I honestly don't like writing about drunk people. I just don't like writing about it. I also don't know anything about being drunk…(I'm only in 8th grade, people, I've only had literally a sip of wine here and there…and it's really, really gross in my opinion) only what I've read in books and such. So, forgive mistakes and things…because I have no idea.
Sorry if you didn't like the scene at the end. It wasn't, say, FUN to write…interesting is more the word. I just felt that things were getting a bit too perfect…there needed to be something that, I don't know, jarred up their world a bit. So, yeah.
Oh, and the "A Whole New World" song belongs to…um…I don't know! Well, not me, obviously. So, yeah.
Ok, as always…I appreciate reviews SO much…comments, suggestions, rambles, whatever you feel like writing. They motivate me to write soooo much faster…so if you want me to update any time soon, please review! Imaginary cupcakes with chocolate or vanilla frosting and sprinkles to anybody who reviews (winks).
Anyway, thanks to my reviewers! You guys are the best!
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