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Summary: So what goes on inside the brilliant mind of a certain Lily Evans? She's Head Girl…she's respectable…she's intelligent…she writes an awful lot about a certain dark haired boy…. and she's most likely going slightly insane.
A/N: So, on the bright side, I should be getting my computer back in two weeks. Yipee!
On the not so bright side, this may end up being a short chapter because of where I want to end it for theatrical purposes… (Does that make sense? It does to me…)
THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR WONDERFUL REVIEWS!
Oh, and now for some review responses. Even if you didn't review or your name isn't here, read anyways. There's some general info because of questions I've answered.
youkaigirl64: I'm glad you liked it but uh…what's a madrugada? It just makes me think of rutabagas.
il0v3captain0ats: Hehehe, your wonderful compliments made me smile! My computer will be please to know that you feel sorry for it. :D
The Big Dance: Oh Big Dance, you are very smart, you are! I will most certainly have another storyline…I can't have these characters just wandering around aimlessly. It won't be anything to intricate though, just a funny little storyline that'll give you wonderful readers a few more chapters.
dreamy-crazygirl: AAAAHHHHH! PRESSURE! Hehehehe.
i-heart-happyendings: You, dear reviewer, certainly know how to flatter someone (actually, a lot of you are quite skilled at flattery). Oh and don't worry about your James infatuation, I have to say I'm right there with you. Sure Harry's going to save the world…but he wouldn't exits if it wasn't for James:D Oh, and I'll be sure to read and review your story!
JAMES' FREAK: ah JF…your reviews are always so entertaining…I agree with you on the seeing what happens in the relationship…its fun!
Queen of Duct Tape: I'm glad you like Chelsea. I originally wrote her for a story I made up a while ago (it wasn't fanfiction. Just a story). I liked her a lot though, so I decided to put her in here. Actually, I changed her last name now that I think of it. 'Fanrae' is the last name of a different character I made up for another one of my stories. (yet again, not fanfiction). Man-eating toothbrushes? Well I'm ok then, I'm a girl (ba-dum-bum chhh…).
Prongsie4028: You know, both of your favorite lines ("Well I dump you, you oogling oogler!" and "Webster's my brother from another mother. We're tight, him and I.") were completely made up on the spot? I never planned them. Just a Fun Fact. :D IAAOCAG WHOO!
Ok, well, I had a lot more I wanted to respond to…but I had to cut them out (sorry!) because I've already nattered your ear off for a page and a bit. I will now shut up and allow you to read. Oh, but ONE more thing, thank you to all of you for reviewing! And extra thanks to those who answered my question. :D
The Diary of Lily Evans Chapter Twelve
Charms – Lily looks silly
I do NOT look silly.
Well you have the silliest smile on your face. Is some one haaaaapppyyyyyy?
No.
Hmmm…that's right. You're giddy with excitement.
I am not!
Then WHY are you smiling that inane smile of yours…hmmmm?
I am feeling good today.
Oh of COURSE…because things are pleasant in the land of Lily. Especially since you're only one step away from having James feed you grapes while fanning you with a palm leaf.
Oh do shut up Chelsea.
Why? It's true.
James and I are just friends.
HAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!
You can stop laughing now Chelsea.
HAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!
It's true! James and I aren't going out.
Yet.
I guess. I mean, what if…well…he doesn't WANT to date me anymore?
Have you been hit with an Oblivious hex? OF COURSE HE WANTS TO DATE YOU! WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS WHOLE FANDANGO HAS BEEN ABOUT!
You know, Sirius likes to use the word 'fandango'.
I know. I learned it from him.
Oh really?
Don't turn this around on me Lily Evans! We are talking about YOU in this diary. Not me.
Mhmm….
Oh be quiet. It would NEVER happen. Sirius and I are just friends. Now, what HAS happened between you and James? The Halloween Dance is only a few days away.
Two to be exact. And nothing's happened.
Liar.
I am not a liar.
Oh you are and you know it! There's tons of sexual tension when you guys are in the same room. It's like it's been amplified by ten since your last get together in Dumbledore's office. OH MY GAWD…YOU DIDN'T!
What? I didn't what?
You guys didn't make out in there or anything, did you?
WHAT!
Um, Lils, thoughts next time, not speech. Now the whole class is looking at us. Hi James!
Stop waving at everyone.
Hehe…you look like a tomato.
Shut up.
Sorry, no can do. Now, did you?
Did I what?
Did you make out with James?
NO! I told you, we aren't going out!
You don't have to be GOING out to MAKE out. Did you ALMOST kiss? And why isn't it in here? And here I thought you were being so good about documenting.
I left it in my book bag, so I couldn't record anything. And nothing happened. I just…well I fell asleep.
You fell asleep?
We were working late on the final plans and I was tired and fell asleep and then James…
James what?
He carried me to the common room.
And?
He put me on the couch, conjured a blanket and let me sleep there, ok?
Yep. Absolutely peachy-keen.
Merlin you're scary when you say that.
The Great Hall – Setting up for the dance
Chelsea has forced me to take this with me. I told her I don't have time.
It's not that I don't WANT to 'document' everything, I'm just so busy and stressed I don't have the TIME!
James should be here soon. We have to set up for the dance.
We have about a billion decorations. Some prefects are helping but not many volunteered as everyone want to go and prep for the dance. It's four o'clock and the dance starts at six. Most of our helpers are leaving by four thirty. That means it will be just James and I for an hour and a half.
AN HOUR AND A HALF.
You see…I kind of left out a part when I told Chelsea what happened.
Yeah I know she'll go back and read this anyways, but I panicked then. James was watching. He knows we're always writing in here and my face was beet red and it was just so warm and I couldn't think straight so I left out a minor detail of what I told Chelsea.
But Chelsea better swear to tell no one when she reads this, or I'll have to kill her.
James doesn't even know that I know.
Because when he placed me on that couch, he thought I was asleep, but in actuality, I woke up the very moment he picked me up.
Because if I was asleep, he could have done what he did without me ever knowing.
Which was the point.
But I was awake when he kissed me ever so lightly on the cheek and whispered goodnight to me.
But he doesn't know.
And I have to pretend I don't know.
And oh crud here he comes.
"Hey, Lily. Where is everyone?" he asks.
I look around to see an empty Great Hall.
Just great. My helpers carry some boxes in and then bail. Nice. Real nice.
James can tell what happened from the look on my face and chuckles softly. I feel funny little butterflies in my stomach.
"Come on," he says, pulling out his wand, "we've got work to do."
I nod and go to the many boxes we have piled over by the door as James begins charm every single candle in the great hall to look like a little mini pumpkin.
"James," I say, "Don't forget to change the tables. We need to make room for a dance floor."
James nods and then starts changing the four large house tables into several small round ones which he then moved to the edges of the room. I start putting the orange and black table cloths on them.
James, going to every table I've just put a cloth on, is setting something in the middle.
It looks like a picture and as I draw closer, I see it's a photo of Sirius who looks like he's just been run over by a truck. This picture was obviously taken right after he woke up.
I have to desperately fight the urge to laugh.
"James." I say, holding up the photo. I tap my foot and he just smirks and says, "Lily, it's the scariest thing you'll ever see. Trust me."
I roll my eyes and then take every photo from him and put them in my pocket.
"It's too scary," I tell him, smirking.
"Yeah, yeah, you just want pictures of Sirius."
"Oh drat, you figured it out," I say, smirking. James laughs and I can feel myself blushing.
Which, to my utter horror, makes me blush even more.
We work in silence for a while.
And it's driving me insane.
He's standing beside me, right now, helping me set up a stereo system and I can actually FEEL the heat radiating off him.
And I can smell him.
And Merlin does he ever smell fantastic.
Oh crap. He just caught me staring.
I laugh nervously and look away.
He stands up and turns to me.
"Do you have the records?"
I nod.
"Do you want to play them now? So we have something to listen to while we finish up? This silence is deafening."
I nod and put on one of my favorite muggle Halloween-ish records.
The soundtrack to the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Soon, the sounds of the Time Warp fill the Great Hall.
And James Potter is looking at me as if I'm insane.
Which I most likely am, especially since I've begun to dance.
"Lily, how is this a Halloween song?"
"Because it's the Rocky HORROR Picture Show," I tell him.
I think it's Halloween-ish.
But I'm the dancing crazy girl. No one should ever listen to a dancing crazy girl.
James, however, doesn't seem to know this, and my answer satisfies him.
Either that, or he's enjoying watching me dance.
Which makes me freeze.
"No, no, don't stop, you're quite entertaining."
"Oh sod off, Potter."
"And there's the use of my last name. My cue to shut up."
"Hmm, so you're not as dense as I thought."
We're smiling at eachother.
And there are those darn butterflies again. Except they're bigger. Fatter maybe.
Oh my gawd….can you SEE someone's stomach butterflies!
James is sort of staring at me.
What if he can tell there's these giant, over-weight butterflies flapping around in my stomach!
"Lily, are you alright? You look as if you just swallowed a bug."
OH MY GAWD. BUTTERFLIES ARE BUGS!
"Lily?"
I think I'm going to be sick.
"Lily? You've gone pale, are you alright?"
And then, I sort of crumple because James Potter can SEE my stomach butterflies. And he catches me, which only makes them multiply.
James lowers me to the ground so I'm sitting.
"You can see them can't you?" I croak.
"What?" James asks. He looks confused.
"My gigantic over-weight stomach butterflies," I mumble, hiding my face in my hands.
James, who is sitting on the floor beside me, actually has the nerve to laugh.
"Lily, you're mad. I can't see any stomach butterflies, skinny nor over-weight."
And peeping through my fingers I glance at my stomach and I want to die because of course he can't see them.
I can't even see them.
James chuckles and pulls me to my feet.
"Come on Lily, it's almost six and we still have things to do,"
Yeah, like find my brain.
Visible stomach butterflies.
Merlin save me.
This is what you've done to me James Potter.
This is what you've done.
The Great Hall – the dance
I would like to take the time right now that James and I are the BEST DANCE PLANNERS EVER!
People have dressed up in costumes even, as we said that you could. In fact, James and I are the only two that haven't.
We didn't have time, you see. After setting up, it was six, and people were already waiting so we just started the music and voila, the Halloween Dance was born.
And I'd like to state right now that even the teachers danced to the Time Warp when it played a few moment s ago.
Stop congratulating yourself Lily and come have fun! But document it.
I am documenting Chelsea.
Just run one of the spells! It's simpler.
Fine, fine.
Documentarium Spell: Recording>
Lily stuffed her diary into her robes and looked up at her best friend who was dressed as an alien.
"Nice antennae," Lily said, smirking. Chelsea smiled and shook her head, making the pipe-cleaner antennae bobble around.
Just then, the Marauders sauntered up.
"Well, Lily, I must say, you and Prongsie here did a fab job of the party. I loved the shrunken Slytherin's heads on the buffet table."
Lily's jaw fell.
"What! JAMES!"
James tried to play innocent.
"Yes, Lily dearest?"
Lily let out a muffled scream.
"Change them back! Dumbledore will be furious!"
"Dumbledore will never know!"
"What will Dumbledore never know?"
Everyone froze and looked up at the one and only Albus Dumbledore who was dressed entirely in thick woolen fabric.
"Sir, nothing, Sir," Sirius quipped, saluting Dumbledore and plying the part of the zombie soldier he was dressed as. Remus, who was dressed in a toga, elbowed Sirius, "Shush, you prat."
Dumbledore smiled bemusedly at them all.
"I just came over to tell you how pleased I am with you, Lily and James. You two make a wonderful team. Perhaps, you will decide to finally take me up on my offer, James? Oh, and at some point in the dear future, would you please change the Slytherins back to their normal selves?"
Dumbledore held James' gaze for a moment, winked and then in a swish of large, woolen fabric, he was gone.
James and Remus shared a look after that, and Remus nodded slightly. Sirius looked confused, but it had nothing to do with what Dumbledore had said.
"What's he dressed as?" he asked.
Everyone looked at each other, and shrugged.
Everyone that is, except Lily.
"A sock," she said simply.
The group looked back at Dumbledore who was by the buffet table. They all smirked, making the connection.
Peter, who was 'creatively' dressed as a rat, tipped his head sideways and squinted.
"I don't see it," he said. Sirius laughed.
"Don't fret, Wormtail. No one expected you to."
They all laughed and soon Lily and James found themselves wandering off on their own into a quiet hallway.
"What was Dumbledore talking about back there? About taking him up on his offer?" Lily asked, once they had found a place to sit in the hallway.
James let out a sigh.
"At the beginning of the year, Dumbledore sent me a letter telling me I was Head Boy. I sent him a letter back telling him I wouldn't do it."
"But why not?"
"Because I knew we'd probably yell and scream and never get anything done."
"Oh."
"But I guess now, since we're friends, he wants us to work together the rest of the year."
"Is Remus ok with this?"
"Yeah, he knew. I think he fully supports Dumbledore."
"This was all some twisted plan of theirs, wasn't it?"
"What do you mean?"
"This whole dance thing," Lily said, standing up suddenly, "They planned it so that we would sort our differences finally realize that we both genuinely liked each other even more than just friends and then we'd be Heads, just like Dumbledore always wanted."
And suddenly a look of horror spread over Lily's face as she realized what she had said.
James stood up, a small smile on his lips.
"Actually, that reminds me, Lily?"
"Yes, James?" Lily asked, her voice laced with hesitation.
"Wanna go on a date?"
He asked it so easily she had to pause and actually think about it.
And she paused even longer to actually relish the joy of hearing those words she hadn't heard all year. They used to be thrown around all the time, but now, they actually meant something to her.
She could tell he was getter nervous, and decided that now was a good time to answer.
"Yes, James, I'd love to."
Documentarium Spell: Terminated>
A/N: OK, so I thought this chapter was going to be shorter and in actuality… turned out to be pretty long…
AND THEY GOT TOGETHER! Ahahaha, I'm happy.
Now, since I've been told you'd like more (and I want to write more) there will be a few chapters after this. I've got some good ideas. I'm not sure exactly how many there will be… We'll see. Forgive me for typos…It's late and I'm tired and I was typing fast. I'll try to fix them ASAP. If you have any ideas for the story, I'd be glad to hear them! And don't forget to review! (You all seem very good at this! You get a gold star!)