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At a certain point in everyone's life it seems like all the people around you are getting together, you know, like couples! Why now! WHO gets together in 7th Year? They couldn't wait until after they graduated, I mean they already waited almost 7 years! They couldn't have gotten together sooner! Or in some other way, to spare me the pain of feeling left out?
I hated that feeling, the unpleasant sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. As if your digestive system were telling you there wasn't ANYONE meant for you!
I wondered if Alice, before she got with Frank, or Frank, before he got with Alice, ever had that depressing guttural sensation. Did they both endure it so explicitly that they just became a couple because they were sick of it? Same with Krizz and Sirius, as well as Serena and Remus. Yes! Beki was still on my side.....oh, wait! She was until about a week ago when Bulgaria's star player, Nigel Krum, made her the epitome of his obsession. Bloody hell!
I thought the only other person in the whole school, who wasn't snogging left and right with their supposed 'soul mate', was James Potter.
But my suspicion was aroused about a week ago, when I heard him reciting a poem about me before he went to bed. Hahaha. It went something like this 'Lily with skin so fair, eyes so green, bright red hair'. That's when I was thrown into a fit of giggles, its too bad I didn't hear the rest of it! Was he actually planning on telling me that, as Krizz put it, 'load of dragon shit!'
Anyways, it's the second half of the second week of school, and there hasn't passed a single day when I haven't had to tolerate the growing lovesick pain in my stomach. Was life always this miserable!
I, Lily Evans, am unneeded, except maybe to my parents, but that's beside the point. I have been abandoned by my only friends! Let's put it this way, between Krizz's touchy-feely relationship, Alice's dreamy, romantic one, and Beki's long, distant, filled with letters love-connection, I had no one. I was left to suffer James Potter alone!
When I'm scoping out a guy for a relationship, James Potter isn't exactly the person I want to consult with! Argh!
I suppose I have grown even fonder of James because both of us are constantly ditched by our friends, but I can't be sure. We do spend quite a lot of time together, complaining about our crazy friends, doing homework, and with Head duties. I guess he just knows how I feel and that's why I haven't forsaken him for one of my other acquaintances.
James.
Oh there goes the sinking again! Is there a reason it only happens when I say his name? What is this messed up world coming to!
"Lily?"
And I mean....do you hear something?
"LilY?!"
Hmmm.....
"LILY!"
"What?" James (ooh sinking) had just succeeded in jolting me out of my complicated thoughts.
He grabbed my wrist. Instant fear surged through me.
"J-J-J-J-a-a-a-m-m-m-e-e-e-s-s-s?" My breathing continued to grow shallower as panic started to take over my whole body.
"Lily, your arm," he started chuckling.
"What about my arm," I harshly questioned, my alarm slowing a little.
"Its...its.."
"Oh god! Ewww!" I looked down my arm, and my gaze was immediately attracted to my elbow. I was thunderstruck. My best cashmere sweater and I just had to plant my annoyingly useful joint into my sundae.
"Bloody Hell!"
"No its okay," he laughed. "I'll clean it up, I obviously stunned you with my looks so much you were drawn into your thoughts and hadn't realized you fixed your elbow in your ice cream."
"Very funny James! And I can clean it up my self!"
I started rummaging around in my robes for my wand.
"Damn! I left in my dorm! Ah sick. I got to go clean up—"
"No," he interrupted, "I got it."
"Fine just hurry! This was a present from my grandma! She'll be so mad if it's stained!"
James slowly picked up my arm, examining it. In one swift movement, he lifted it up towards his perfectly shaped mouth and licked it! He licked my sweater!
"James!"
"What?!"
"That's not cleaning it! That's called salivating on my sweater!"
"It's the same thing!"
"Hmph!"
I pouted with my arms crossed and glared in his direction.
"Fine. Fine! Scourgify!"
"Thank you." I put the smuggest look I owned onto my face. "I win."
"No I do!" He attempted to win the smug-look-contest. But we both know I won! Besides, he had whipped cream from my sundae on his face!
"You lose!"
"Why do I lose?"
"Because I said so!"
"That's not good enough. My ego stands, and will forever remain, untouched by your insignificant remarks! Ha!"
"Okay, fine I'll tell you why you lose, Mr. Egotistical. Just there on your cheek," I pointed to it," there is a fleck of whipped cream!"
"Oh no! It might be ruining my reputation, not to mention my flawless face! Get it off!" He started wiping his face. Missing it each time he got near the place.
Was he doing this on purpose?
I leaned in a little bit to...well...I'm not sure if I was going to point to it, or wipe it up. But either way, I slowly leaned in, the pit of me growing heavier; I slowly raised my bony hand up towards his face.
Why was my heart racing? I thought I had decided James wasn't the one.
I gently removed the cream from his face. The whole time his 'wars of jade and chocolate' never left my glassy spheres.
We were both so absorbed in each other.
Why hadn't I noticed how charming he really was, the trace of a single dimple on his left cheek was adorable and totally complemented his high cheekbones. His nose was the perfect shape, not too flat, not too hooked, not too straight, not too crooked.
I loved how he seemed so captivated by plain ole' me.
James was awed and was basking in my beauty. I saw his spheres flitting over every millimeter of my face, trying to memorize it.
"Lily Evans," Professor McGonagall announced her presence, beckoning me out of my 'heaven'.
"Yes Professor?" I turned my head towards her, but my eyes were locked on James, my James. Where did that come from?
"The Headmaster wishes to have a word with you. After you have finished eating, you will go to his office."
What was that I sensed in her voice? Was it worry? Or was I just too intrigued by James I had just imagined it.
"Umm....Lily." The stars in James eyes still hadn't faded.
"Yes, James?" I noticed his eye-lids starting to droop, as he started to lean in. I gradually closed mine, its rude to stare.
"Hiya, kids!" Sirius Black had just landed on the bench across from my hazel-eyed stag and me, with lipstick smeared on his collar and Krizz in hand. I was shooting daggers at him with my eyes.
"Well, James. I have to go." I abruptly got up. But I made the mistake of tilting my head forward, and conking James' nose.
"Ooh! Bloody....I'm sooooo sorry James," I was horrified.
Was I cursed to hurt James every time I was near him?
"Inntss...ooonnnkkknnaaaayyyynn." He managed to garble out through his strong hands.
"Right. Cheerio!" I turned around ashamed. I could feel James' eyes on me as I left the Great Hall, they were calling me back. But I had somewhere to go.
Damn Sirius! Oh, well. Thank you Sirius! That might have been the biggest mistake of my life! I doubt it! Be quiet! No! Yes! No! Oh dear! I'm fighting with myself! No you aren't! Ugh
"Drooble's—" The gargoyle sprang to life before I finished speaking.
A boy of medium height and light brown hair emerged. "Hi Remus!"
"Hi Lily." An ill-looking Remus replied.
"Is it really that time of the month again?"
"Mmmhmm."
"Awww...nuts."
"See you around Lily," Remus shouted to me after I started climbing the ascending staircase.
After I had reached the top, I turned the knob on the gargantuan door labeled, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.
I can't wait until my name is on a door! Oh ...never mind...it already is.
I entered Dumbledore's marvelous office, glancing at a couple of odd silver contraptions here and there.
"Hello Fawkes!"
A gorgeous melodious sound met my ears, greeting me. It had just erupted from the beautiful bird with gold and scarlet plumage.
A huge smile sprouted on my face.
"So Headmaster, let's get on with my Head duties then, shall we?"
There was no twinkle apparent in either of his cerulean eyes. I wondered what was wrong.
"I'm afraid, Miss Evans, that is not why I have asked you to join me today."
"Then why—"
"Please, have a seat."
I plunked onto one of the comfy purple chintzes.
I knew this couldn't be good. Involuntarily, every muscle in my slim body tensed up. I was bracing myself for whatever was next.
"Lily, I'm afraid your parents have passed."
Tears. Why do they come so quickly? Do they always wait, like stalkers, getting ready to jump out at any moment?
Warm rivers started coursing from my emerald eyes down my fair face.
What was left for me now?
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-Melyssa (Pranks Are So Siriusly Padfoot)