Sorry I had to read HBP and I don't like updating during the week...so I made you wait! I know... I am soo mean. Anyways...only 2 chapters after this one... and I have already written them! I just need to edit and post!
Disclaimer: I'll own Harry Potter when the moon turns pink!
Reviewer of the chapter (with a weird thing I hope wasn't actually said...)
CilverBlood: i hope you didn't really say that...of course now that i'm posting it...i realize how ridiculous that sounds and that you must be joking...right! well i'd love to read what you have for Chasing... i love your writing so much! Enjoy!
(in alphabetical order, according to the award)
Angriest about no Lily info. until the 7th
MayOlivia: you seemed to express the most anger in it...no one else really tried...anyways... i hope you like this chapter... oh and where did you read that they kissed? because they didn't... oh well... oh and one more thing (hehehe) you have to breath on the spoon and then put it on your nose...that's how they make it stay...you knew that right (hahahaha!) thanks!
Best Evil Spoon Explanation
FallenMystery: how could spoons be that rude...plotting with evil rabbits .:tear:. oh well... i wish the evil spoons could feel my wrath! anyways thanks for the review! Enjoy this chappie!
Needed the book most and Greatest Range of Emotions expressed:
unknownspecies: anger, maturity, humor, excitement, and sadness... you had it all! thank you for the review! i don't like thinking about the seventh book either...because...thats the end of this harry potter charade that i have been playing for years...
Really Weird Grandma and Best Sense of Humor ; )
Dark Shadow: your grandma sounds...well weirded out...but i'm glad you picked up on the brain thing... i pictured it in my head when i was writing it...i was actually thinking of cutting that line when i was proofreading it, but my sister told me to leave it in! muah-hahaha! hope you like it! (and thanks for the Reviews!)
Weirdest Happenings, and the best review I have ever gotten:
Prongsie-Jamesie: James! that rocked my socks right out of the hamper! i think that is the review of the Story! i luv you AL have fun stinky head... i hope you like this chapter... since I've read it to you one million times since I wrote it almost one year ago...and we finally got it right i think! thanks for all your help... and update! now!
Lily's POV
"So kiss me!" I had a Sixpence None the Richer song stuck in my head.
I was singing my lungs out in the shower. One of my horrible pastimes, trust me.
I glanced at the lock on the door, for about the thousandth time, just to make sure it was still locked.
After I had seen James in the shower he probably thought it would be courteous to return the favor.
No! No! No! No! No!
Ugh! Why did I even bother checking to see if the lock was securely in place?
Rumor had it: Black had a knife which could open any lock that ever locked anything upon the face of the lockable earth!
Now I wasn't one to believe rumors, but last time I found out the hard way.
People were spreading that Sirius and James had two way mirrors which worked sort of like muggle, to quote them directly, 'walking-talkers'.
James and Sirius wrapped one of the mirrors in pretty paper. Since James and I had a particularly brutal row that day, I thought he was apologizing.
I opened the package and examined my reflection in a small mirror.
Next thing I knew, my face warped into James'.
That was just horrible.
I turned the golden handle, shutting off the water. Simultaneously, a chill rushed up my damp back, and I raced for my towel.
"Kiss me! Beneath the milky twilight," I belted, as I wrapped the warm, dry, crisp towel around my shivering body.
I walked over to the door, sliding a little as I went, and peeked out of the door, studying the portal to my room.
It looked a million miles away!
I couldn't let James see me in just a towel, provided I had seen him completely nude….but still!
That would not go down well!
I looked both ways and waited a couple of seconds before kicking myself out into the hall and down to my bedroom, checking behind me the whole way…to make sure James wasn't there.
The Heads' Tower looked so peaceful today. I hummed the tune to Kiss Me as I got dressed in comfy clothes. I put on jade colored pants, with a complimentary white tank-top. I loved how that outfit mad my eyes look even greener. It also made my hair flame-up.
I grabbed my Transfiguration book out of the middle drawer of my desk, as well as a blank piece of parchment, a well of green ink, and my favorite quill.
After throwing my hair up in a sloppy bun, I descended the twirling staricase,leading to the Heads' Common Room, to find James lounging in my favorite chair.
"Oh my goodness!" I said too convincingly.
"What?" James replied with a worried look on his face.
"You're in my chair!"
A look of relief spread across James' face as he chuckled. I hopped into the chair next to him. Now, having access to the only table in the Common Room (how convenient), I began my homework.
"Man alive. Transfiguration is such a pain."
"No its not," James absentmindedly replied, without a care in the world.
"That's only because you are the top student in that class."
"So, what if I am?"
A few minutes passed while I worked on McGonagall's 2 foot essay: Compare the difficulties of changing immobile objects into animals versus transfigured animals back into their original forms.
I hummed a little segment of Kiss Me out loud, splotching green ink in my moment of distraction. Right when I got to the refrain, I couldn't contain myself anymore.
I burst out singing, quietly mind you, "Kiss me. Beneath the milky twilight. Lead me. Out on the moonlit floor. Lift your open hand. Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance. Silver moon sparkling. So kiss me."
It was so unexpected. Right as I finished the last word of the refrain, James pushed his thin lips against my warm cheek.
I felt a blush bloom over my face, starting exactly where he had firmly planted the kiss.
As soon as he pulled away, I was completely and utterly confused.
Why had he just kissed me?
It was so random.
"Umm… James… What was that for?"
"You were telling me to kiss you," he smiled in a pleased way.
I burst out giggling, "James…hehehehe…hahahaha… that's a song!"
"Oh." Shock, frozen on his face, he turned a vivid shade of red. I sat there laughing hysterically, my arms flailing with each convulsion of my humored stomach.
James loved my laugh so much he couldn't help but laugh too, that's what I like to think anyway (and don't you dare try and bring up the point that he was embarrassed, and laughed just have something else to focus on...)
I started on my boring lifeless essay once more: Reverting transfiguring objects back into virtually 'dead' things has been proven more difficult due to the barrier……
That's when I heard James start humming the song.
I couldn't help it….it was too…too what…..PERFECT!
I leaned toward him to deliver the kiss, but not a weak peck on the cheek.
A full out real kiss.
He must have thought I was going to slap him, and leaped forward, out of his seat, as I was leaning in.
Consequently, James collided with the table and fell backwards, sitting on my head. A painful throbbing caused me to lose my balance, and drop to the floor, as I knocked James' feet out from under him. We landed in a heap on the floor.
James was on the bottom and I was on top.
We cracked-up immediately.
His eyes were gleaming brilliantly in the firelight.
A voice inside my head started his eyes are fiercely green today.
Like you would know… I fought back.
After our laughter had died down a bit, I bent my head over his and just stared into his rings of chocolate and clover.
I couldn't believe I was going to do this...
James' POV
My time had come!
I was going to kiss my Lily flower…or rather she was going give me one.
Oh yeah...personally.
A glimmer of light flooded back into my tunnel...of...hope...(I guess).
Once again that scene of the perfect family flew past my eyes: a house in Godric's Hollow, beautiful magical children who had different blends of Lily's and my features, then a flash of Lily smiling genuinely settled before me.
Her eyes were glimmering with happiness, the good greens of life.
What was that song Lily had been singing?
Oh yeah…..
Lily's POV
"So kiss me," he sang gently.
With my head at just the perfect angle, I leaned forward, imagining the tapestry swishing open.
Whatever, James was much more important.
My eyelids were sliding shut.
I could feel James' warm breath as he too followed suit.
When…who should announce his presence but…Sirius Black.
"Prongs James Potter!" Lord Obnoxious screamed.
Without delay James jumped out from under me, and back into his chair.
"Oh, hi Sirius," James lamely tried to cover up. He was attempting to tame his hair, which was putting up a marvelous fight, but, no matter who won, the movement certainly did not hide James' profuse blushing.
"Lily, darling, I thought my love meant something to you."
I rolled my eyes at Sirius, as I slowly climbed back into my chair.
"Potter the snogger, Potter the snogger, Potter the snogger!" Sirius happily taunted in a sing-song voice doing a type of demon-baby dance (A/N: don't ask!).
James scowled at him. And now it was my turn to blush. Although, I personally wouldn't call it that, because the closest thing we did to snogging was a common action relatives do when they see eachother.
"Give it up Black! I'm going up to my room now." I replied, hoping they wouldn't see that my face was two shades darker than my radiant red strands.
I tried to ignore the joyful twinkle in his eyes, as he continued his pathetic charade, but to no avail.
I left my essay on the table, I would just have to do it later!
I was climbing the stairs, when I overheard Sirius 'reprimanding' James, "Now Ickle Prongsie, when I leave I expect you to go your room, and not hers!"
Boom! James must have pelted one of the hard, uncomfortable pillows we piled in a cold and dismal corner of the Common Room, at him, for a millisecond later Sirius muttered, "Ow! Well, that was harsh."
I heard James snap his door shut….
I threw my head down on my bed.
I will kiss James Potter if it's the last thing I do!
Review Requirements:
1. When is the best time of day? (personally for me...nightime...7:00 to be exact...)
2. Is your daily life affected by Harry Potter? (for example one of my friends always checks the toilet for basilisks..hehe)
3. Tell me about the color pink (is it pretty? ugly? full of itself? any bad memories connected to it?)
4. Optional: If a seven year-old were to write a fanfic, hypothetically of course... and her sister were to post it... would you read it out of curiousity?
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