Time Heals Everything: Chapter 7
Omg guys!! It's been a month. sniff Anyways, your reviews are really surprising me, so please keep them coming…I love them…Haha :P:P…Okay so lets get down to business now…(well its not really business but you know what I mean, right?) well I have 48 reviews now, so I want at least 58 reviews for my next Chapter. And I'm serious that I won't put up Chapter 8 unless I get 58 reviews. Anyways enough of that, here's Chapter 7...
Lily screamed and pounded on the door. No answer. James quickly whipped out his wand and whispered "Lumos". Lily glared at him, her face illuminated by the light.
"What?" he asked innocently, as if the whole thing hadn't already been his fault.
She glared at him. He stared back. After a while, he got bored. The closet was silent except for Lily's pounding. He gently put his wand down in between him and Lily. James shoved his hands in his pockets and whistled.
"Shut up. As if we're not in enough trouble already." Lily grumbled, falling back. Crossing her arms, she finally gave up on the door, realizing that there was no possible way to get out from the inside.
"Might as well make use of this, Potter. Let's get searching for the sleeping bags."
James gently said, "Lily, we barely have room to stand up, I don't think we can search for sleeping bags like this."
Lily stood up to prove her point. Unfortunately for her, James was really right and there was no space. Lily lost her "centre-of-gravity" (A/N: hahahaha) and fell. Wait, there's more to it. Lily lost her footing, and landed squarely in James' lap.
Lily glanced at James' wand…the light was getting dimmer by the minute. She thought for a while and said to James, "I think we should put out your wand and use mine for a bit. Yours could use some rest."
He looked at her wonderingly, but said nothing. James put his wand back into his robes, and checked his watch. Hmm, he thought, it's barely been over an hour. We have to get a conversation started; I'm dying of boredom here. If only Lily could see that. She did.
" I really think…" Lily trailed off, blushing as she remembered how she had landed in James' lap. Maybe a conversation with him is too much right now? But then again, Lily thought, I do have to stay in one room with him for two months. She gathered up all of her courage and was opening her mouth to meekly start another conversation, but she was saved. Unfortunately. It was Mary who had to find them in a supply closet, locked in. Together.
Mary opened the closet. Her customers at room 32 were asking for a muggle flashlight. Well, she could get it for them, that's what she was getting paid for. She briskly stepped over to the supply closet. The shock she got was the biggest in her life. It was those two pesky Head students from Hogwarts. Dumbledore must be getting madder with age, she thought, Who in their right mind, would pick those two, they don't look the least bit responsible to me. After all, I believe in first impressions, and their first impression on me wasn't the best. Mary turned the doorknob. She almost had a heart attack, but she quickly covered up with a steely gaze.
Lily stumbled out, with James right behind her. Mary raised her eyebrow, expecting one of them to say something. Neither of them did.
"Well…?", Mary asked, meaning "what do you have to say for yourself."
Lily glanced at James before answering, and told Mary how it all happened and what she had been looking for, but she left out the part of falling into his lap. Too mortifying, she thought.
" First of all, if you had wanted sleeping bags, you should've just asked. By the way, sleeping bags are muggle items and the Leaky Cauldron doesn't carry them.", Mary replied dryly.
Lily tried to remember how to conjure a sleeping bag. After all, she had learned it in 5th Year. Beats me, she thought sleepily. She saw a blanket folded neatly on the dresser. Lily picked it up, and lay down on the floor trying to get comfortable.
James had both arms crossed under his head, and was slowly drifting off to sleep so he pulled up the covers. Before falling asleep, his half-closed eyes darted to Lily, who was sleeping on the floor with a measly blanket. His heart ached for her, but he knew he couldn't do anything for her, so James fell into a deep sleep.
Lily opened her eyes groggily. 1:00 am, her clock said. This was the second night in a row she wasn't getting any sleep. She had to look and feel her best for today, as this was the first day of their classes. Head Students Improvement Program, Dumbledore had said. Maybe he really thought she and James had to improve. But then again, every school's Head Students were coming. Only difference was Hogwarts had been the last to register and she and James' had landed with one room together. Ugh, why did this always happen to her? The year when she finally got to be Head Girl, some stupid guy had to come up with a Head Students Improvement Program. Then, she got shipped away to share a room with her worst enemy. Why, did this always happen to her? This was the very first year of the Head Students Improvement Program so everyone expected them to behave the best. Lily's head was spinning…this was too much for her in the middle of the night. Falling asleep was the best way to refresh her mind for the day that lay ahead of her. She couldn't fall asleep, no matter how much she tried. The floor was too hard, the blanket too thin. Suddenly, she stood up and walked to James' bed. Technically, she thought, its both of ours. Not like we're going to do anything. But I'm sleepy. So sleepy. She yawned. Quickly, Lily pulled up the covers and snuggled next to James. She was doing exactly what she wasn't supposed to do. But she was sleepy, so she fell asleep, at precisely 2:00 in the morning, her thoughts swirling.
James woke up when the sunlight poured in through the windows. He had had a good nights sleep and felt good. Very happy. He didn't know why. James sat up in bed, startled to find a sleeping Lily next to him. He thought he was still dreaming, so he pinched himself. Nothing happened. Nothing changed, she was still there.