Hi everyone! It's me again, Lady Knight 1512 and this is the next chapter of 'Who's That Girl' but you probably already know that, so I'll cut the chit-chat.
A big 'Thank You' to all the people who reviewed the first chapter, the advice was appreciated. I hope you like this chapter as much as you did the first. :D
Disclaimer: All the characters, places, spells, (basically all the stuff you recognize), belong to J.K. Rowling. I own Gabby, Courtney, Professor Brimnor and Professor Montrelliner.
THIS CHAPTER IS NOT A SONGFIC.
Who's That Girl?
Chapter 2: A Spilt Bottle of Ink
The next day.
Lily was not particularly looking forward to third period; or fourth, or even fifth for that matter. She shared all those periods with none other than James Potter, whom she was trying desperately to avoid.
I'll just have to ignore him, Lily thought as she, Courtney and Gabby came to a halt outside the Defense Against The Dark Arts classroom.
"Well, have fun Lily," Gabby said, trying to sound cheerful.
"Have fun? Gabby! How do you expect me to have fun? Oh, what am I going to do?"
"Lil, calm down," Courtney said, putting a hand on Lily's shoulder. "He's probably over the whole thing by now."
"And if he isn't?"
"He'll be too busy talking to Sirius. Relax Lily, please? You're driving me insane!"
"Sorry," Lily said sincerely. "Listen, you two better go; you don't want to be late."
"Okay, we'll see you next period; transfiguration, right?"
"Yes Gabby, that's right."
Lily smiled as they walked away. Gabby was so absentminded. How she remembered all the spells and incantations Lily had no idea.
Turning to enter the classroom, Lily walked straight into someone who was walking out of it and fell backwards, landing on the floor with a thud.
"Oh! I'm so sorry," the person said. "Here, let me help you up. That was all my fault."
"No, I should have been looking where I was going," Lily replied and took the hand offered.
The person pulled her to her feet and, dusting herself off, Lily looked up into the face of the last person she wanted to run into.
James Potter. (A/N: I think it's safe to say we all saw that coming.)
Lily sighed. "Hello James. Fancy meeting you here."
James raised an eyebrow and said, "Did you just make a joke?"
Lily shrugged and glanced down at her bag; she wasn't comfortable with all this.
She gasped. "Oh no!"
"What?" James asked, worried.
Lily was pulling open her bag open. "When I fell my ink bottle broke! Everything in my bag is black!"
She pulled out a handful of black parchment and a drenched copy of 'Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them'.
"No!" she whispered and sank to the floor.
James, wondering if she was alright, lowered himself to the ground beside her only to find her in tears.
"Hey! Don't cry! It's gonna be alright."
James tenderly put an arm around Lily and drew her close. All Lily did was throw her arms around his neck and cry harder.
"Lily?" James said when she had calmed down. "Tell me what's wrong. No one could cry that much over a split ink."
Lily sniffed and chuckled. "No, I guess not."
James brushed a stray tear away. "Well?"
"It's nothing really. Well, nothing you'd care about."
"Try me, go on."
"Okay," Lily sighed. "I got an owl this morning."
"And that's bad?"
Lily nodded. "My dad wrote to tell me that Mum is sick. Not only that, but Honey, my dog, got hit by a car and died."
"Oh Lil, I'm so sorry!"
"Then, Professor Brimnor took fifty points from Gryffindor in Potions because, apparently, I wasn't chopping the leeches the right way. I'm sure I was though! Lucius Malfoy and Snape did the same old, 'you've got muggle parents routine'. Not that politely, of course. Now, too top it all off, my ink bottle breaks and drenches everything in my bag, including the Griffin essay that's due this very period."
"Wow. You poor thing. Well, we can easily clean this up. All it will take is a simple 'Scourgify' charm and…"
James stroked her fire coloured hair. It was soft and silky under his palm and it shined, as if it had just been washed.
But Lily was shaking her head, but not to shake off his hand. "No, that won't work. My mum made me buy permanent ink, that way, it won't run if it gets wet and I can't accidentally erase all my notes and homework."
"Oh. Well, that could complicate things a bit."
Lily broke out of his hold reluctantly and started trying to wipe the ink off her hands.
Seeing that she was having no luck, James took a black, slender hand in his and pointed his wand at it.
"Scourgify," he said and was left holding the same hand, only now it was pale like it was supposed to be.
"I thought it was permanent."
"It is, just not on skin. That would be stupid."
James, still holding one hand, cleaned the other one. He stared into her bright green eyes and she swallowed nervously. She did that a lot around him.
Lily pulled back her hand after a moment and put everything back in her half black bag with a flick of her wand.
"What are you going to tell Montrelliner?" James asked, referring to their Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher.
Lily shrugged and said, "The truth I guess."
"She won't believe you, even if you show her the proof."
"Then I guess I'll get detention."
"But that's not fair!"
Lily smiled wryly. "Whoever said life was fair?"
"Here, take this," James said and shoved a roll of parchment into her hand.
"What is it?"
"My Griffin essay. I want you to have it."
"What!? Why!?"
"Because it's my fault yours is ruined and I don't want you to get detention."
"But you'll get detention instead."
"I know."
"But… Remus told me you were up until two finishing this."
James shrugged. "Doesn't matter."
"I can't take this. You don't owe me!" Lily argued and shoved the essay back.
"I do though," he said calmly, refusing to take it.
"For what? For when?"
"For yesterday."
Lily stared at James blankly. "I don't understand."
"If Emily hadn't come up to us yesterday, you would have said what you were really going to say and you wouldn't have run off either."
"What are you talking about?"
"Lily, believe it or not, I know you better than that."
She shook her head mournfully. "No James, you don't know me at all."
Gathering her things into her arms, Lily stood and walked into the classroom, leaving James and the essay on the floor behind her.
So that's the second chappie! Hope you liked it. My little bro really wants to use the computer so I can't hang about.
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