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James and Sirius rushed across the grounds, carrying their friend as he yowled in pain and frustration. James looked back, behind them feeling a pair of steel eyes watching over them, following them, but he shook of the feeling. Once at their secret hiding place the two boys let go of their friend, who went wild. He grabbed the nearest piece of furniture and through it against the wall, with unbelievable strength.
"Calm down, Moony," James hollered, blocking his eyes from the bits of wood flying around.
"Why should I, I feel so… ARGH!" Remus let out a loud, angry growl. And with that, he threw himself, slamming into the wall hard enough to make the ceiling above them shake. Sirius leapt at him, holding him down, as Remus struggled to get loose. He snapped at James' hand, when he tried to come close.
"Don't come near me. Trying to pet me, as if you're helping me, some friend you are."
"I am your friend Moony."
"Then, why did you stop me?"
"Because, you had no right to go and lash out on Lily."
"Lily this, Lily that. She's all you ever talk about. She's all you've ever care about. But guess what? She doesn't care about you, you heard her."
"No, I heard you shout that. You scared her Moony."
"Well, it seems like she's not the only one I've scared today, is she James? No. I scared you didn't I? I'm scaring you now, admit it."
"No, Moony, you could never scare me, you're my pal."
"Well, I guess it was my question I asked earlier seemed to have scared you. Remember, about you liking her, although you didn't answer. So I guess you really don't like her. She was just a bed buddy for you huh?"
"She's not my bed buddy, Moony. And for your information…" but he was cut off. Remus began twitching fiercely, and his clothes began to rip.
"Sirius let him go, we have to get him away from here," James' ordered, backing away, preparing to change. Sirius, too, pulled out his own wand and held it high as he jumped off his friend and backed off too. Soon a lonely howl filled the room…
(Rewind)
"Did you see them," asked a devilish voice. A black figure came over to her and gazed out the window, smirking.
"Yes, I did. And I believe this will come quite handy for my little scheme."
"Have you given your report, back to the Dark Lord?"
"No, I haven't done anything yet to Dumbledore, that would please him."
"When do you plan to attack?"
"Hopefully soon, I've already succeeded in one of my phases."
"Well, it better be soon. Or else he'll have our heads, instead of theirs."
The crunching of leaves echoed throughout the Dark Forest, as the beast roamed the woods, slashing anything in its path. Beside it followed a huge dog, and a stag, their eyes never leaving the wolf. As they raced about, the stag's mind was the farthest from the woods, and at the castle. From time to time, the wolf would change onto another path, but the dog and stag directed him back on track. And the same pattern continued throughout the entire night.
"Okay, so tell me again. Everything, just became… blank?" a concerned voice whispered softly. It was way into the night, but the three still had so much to talk about.
"Yeah, it was weird. One minute I'm in the castle, standing in the hallway. Then, I'm suddenly in the Hospital Wing."
"Well, we can definitely say things have become a lot weirder. Considering you went on a date with him, and you didn't even know."
"Tell me about it." They all stopped, catching their breath when they heard movement from under the sheets in a bed across from them.
"She's fine. Still dreaming, I think."
"Lucky her, I can't sleep. I'm too nervous." The three sat in silence, until one suggested,
"Do you think we should…?"
"Now, we agreed we wouldn't. Besides, we can't keep depending on that choice to solve all of our problems," a firm voice confronted the two. The others looked shamefully away, as the other sighed.
"Look, let's wait a little longer. See what happens, and if he does to do anything, we'll be ready for him."
When, the clock strung two o'clock am, James pushed the great doors open. The lights were all burnt out, but he could see a faint picture of the Great Hall. He helped Sirius heave Remus inside, but felt too weak to drag him up to Gryffindor Tower.
"Let's just sleep in the Head's room. I'm sure Lily won't mind," James suggesting, laying Remus down for a bit.
"Yeah, that sounds fine," Sirius agreed in a moan. So it was settled. The two made it slowly to the Heads, where they spent the rest of the night, sound asleep in the front room.
Early the next morning, Remus woke up to find himself lying in the Heads' common room, between his best friends. Then he noticed James' was stirring until he became fully awake.
"Hey, Moony, all better now?"
"Yeah a lot, Say how were things last night?"
"You don't remember?"
"I remember, but I was just making sure if it was real. Lily must hate me now."
"Nah, she could never hate you. She could hate me, but she could never hate you."
"I hope you're right. Say, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, Moony."
"Did I really scare you, when I asked whether you liked Lily? I mean, it was just a question, but I didn't want you to take it the wrong way."
"Well…, to tell you the truth. You're question got me thinking and I have an answer now, a much better one than yesterday's."
"Oh, really, and what is it?"
"I don't like her." Remus looked confused, until James added,
"I love her."
"Feel better?" April asked, as she, her sisters and Lily made their way down to breakfast, along with the rest of the school.
"Yeah April, I'm fine. Thanks," Lily assured, hugging her best friend and May pat Lily's hair while June smiled kindly. Once at the Great Hall the four girls found seats and weren't too long joined with some friends.
"Good morning ladies," Sirius boomed, kissing April on the cheek, catching her off guard. Lily smiled, as well as May, but she turned away when her twinkling eyes caught Remus' tired ones. Remus caught the nervous glance from his dear friend and sighed out of worry. May, who had heard all about the night's events, gave him a worried look and continued eating her breakfast.
"First, last night with Lily, and now, today with May. What else could go wrong?" he worried. He then straightened up and announced to the group.
"I'm not that hungry, I think I'm going to take a stroll out by the lake. I'll see you guys later," he assured his friends and bounded off. May's eyes filled with regret, while Lily's were full of confusion. James noticed both girl's attitude towards his best friend and didn't like it one bit. And as he watched his friends eat in silence, he decided to do something about it that afternoon.
"Hey May, what's up? Have you seen Lily?" James asked when he saw May sitting by the fire, just starring deeply at the flames.
"No, sorry James. You just missed her."
"Oh, well. Hey can I talk to you?"
"Um, sure." James came over and made himself comfortable in the chair before asking quite seriously,
"So what happened at breakfast, you now, with Remus? I've never seen you acting so awkward towards him."
"Well, James, you can't blame me for feeling… torn, between him and… you know, Lily. April told me all about what had happened. So…"
"So you thought it would just be ok to ignore him?" At this May snapped, which was really unlike her, so it took James by surprise.
"NO, I wasn't ignoring him, it was just… I thought…" but May knew she couldn't lie to James about what that.
"Yes, I guess I did ignore him. And I feel awful now, really I do. But I don't know what to do. Until Lily and him patch things up, I think I'll just feel awkward, toward both of them." James watched closely as May turned her head and starred into the fire, a look of longing burning in her eyes.
"You like him don't you?" The question caught May off guard, causing her to blush a deep crimson.
"Well, yes, I admire him."
"But dare I say, you love him?" This time, her cheeks turned brighter than the flames.
"I... it's… what I mean to say is…" but she was too flabbergasted. No words would come out. Instead she left him, a smile creeping on his face about his achievement in finding out something that could come in handy later on, but for now, he had to find Lily. Where ever she was.
Remus sat quietly under the huge willow tree, starring off into the distance. Watching some people throw rocks into the lake, probably trying to annoy the monster living within. It was then when he noticed two sisters walking on the other side of the lake, one laughing happily at the other's comment. He sighed as he lay down against the tree's trunk.
"I wonder what she thinks of me now, probably that I'm a freak. Oh god what have I done?" He closed his eyes solemnly, feeling the breeze brush along his bangs. Not noticing the answer to his problems was sitting on the other side, of the very same tree.
"It must have been what I said, although I didn't expect him to take it so harshly. I only thought of it as a suggestion, but, to him, I guess it was more. Much more," Lily thought in worry. Her teeth began to chatter as the wind blew stronger against her, so she got up, but tripped on one of the huge roots.
"Ahh!" she cried falling, right into the lap of all of her worries.
"Lily!"
"Remus!"
He helped her up, surprisingly gently and asked,
"Are you hurt?"
"No, no, I'm fine. Did I hurt you?"
"I'm all right, don't worry about me." After making sure they were both hurt free, they both cried,
"I'm sorry!" They looked shocked at the other person's confession, and asked,
"Why are you sorry?" Remus stopped himself before answering to let Lily go first,
"Well, what I said last night, it seemed to have an effect on you, so I'm really sorry." Remus' eyes darkened, but assured,
"It wasn't what you said. It was… let's just say I had to let out some anger I had bottled up."
"Oh, okay." So now it was Lily's turn to ask,
"Why are you sorry?"
"Well, after my fuming session, I was told I had startled you. Maybe even hurt you?" Remus looked down at Lily's wrists that were swollen and pink. She followed his gaze and stuffed her hands in her pockets.
"I'm fine, really. So since we're both sorry, let's just forget about the whole thing shall we?" she smiled sweetly. Remus chuckled at her ability to lighten the mood so quickly, but couldn't argue with the idea.
"Sure, why not? After all, with the way things are going, I have a feeling we'll be having a lot more of our little chats."
"Oh, so you're that insecure about May?" This seemed to have stung Remus, which Lily caught quickly, but Remus didn't want to spoil things so he shot back teasing,
"Well, I'm sure you'll have many questions about James as well." Lily thought about this for a second and asked,
"Since we're on that topic, can I ask you a question Remus?"
"Sure."
"Um, do you know what James will be wearing to the party Wednesday?" (Okay, today is Sunday, and in three days is the party. Also Remus has to transform every night week) Remus looked at her skeptically and cried,
"Lily how could you?"
"How could I what?"
"Ask about what he's going to wear? You know the rules, you made them."
"Technically, James made them."
"Okay, but still you're breaking the rules. I would've expected better from our Head Girl."
"Oh, don't give me that, Remus. I know how much you're dying to know what May's wearing." Remus turned away blushing, causing Lily to giggle. Then, when he looked back at her, she noticed it, pain and tiredness in his eyes shown brightly from the reminder of the party.
"Remus what's wrong?" Lily asked turning to look him straight in the eyes. He looked ill and sickly. He had to get to the Hospital Wing.
"I'm fine Lily, just tired. Also, I don't think I'll be able to come to the party, that's all."
"WHAT!"
"Something's come up. My mum is sick again and I have to go help her around the house," he lied, guilt burning in her voice.
"You're mum's sick again? That's strange. I thought she had just gotten over her sickness just last month." Remus was both impressed and worried at Lily's memory, and lied,
"Did I say mum, I mean my aunt sorry. Yeah you're right, my mum got over her sickness, sorry. Just a little light headed."
"Oh, well are you sure your uncle can't look after her, or someone else?"
"Sorry, no one. My uncle's always away on business, so it's just her and her, um, cat… Mr. Bubbles." Lily looked at him confusion written all over her face, not noticing the bubbles foaming on the lake's surface.
"That's… an odd name, but oh well. It can't be helped. When will you be back?"
"Uh, surely next week. My relatives need me, but they know I need to go back to school some time."
"Well, that's good to hear. We'll miss you at the party. Especially May."
"Although, I'm sure you'll be too busy dancing with James to be worrying about little old me." Seconds few into minutes.
"Are you sure you can't tell me?" she asked quietly, turning him on into a fit of laughter.
That night, the boys sat in the dormitory, two of them playing chess, while the other two were talking about Quidditch tactics.
"You're wrong Padfoot, Olviver always swerves to the right, whenever he sees a Bludger."
"Prongs you prat, he soars up."
"Right."
"Up."
"RIGHT!"
"UP!"
"CHECK MATE!" Remus shouted, causing the two boys to stop their fight for a second, before
"Are they at it again?" April sighed as she and her sisters came in. James looked behind them, and asked,
"Where's Lily."
"She's in the Great Hall, making sure everything's ready for Wednesday," May informed, more directly at Remus than to James, who got up and walked to the portrait door, leaving his pals to decide who would face Remus.
In the Great Hall, James found Lily standing on a chair in the middle of the floor, decorating the Hall, as if directing traffic. Some house elves were running about here and there, placing loads of things on the tables and walls. James walked leaned against the doorframe, and called,
"This looks great." Lily turned around, her hair twirling with her face, making James growl softly.
"Hey you. What's up? I thought you were with the others."
"Well, I got bored with fighting over Quidditch with Sirius, which I would obviously winning. And I heard, my favorite little elf was down here, so I came down to join you."
"Oh, how sweet of you. Just try not to get in the way. This elf has loads to do."
At her order, James chuckled and walked up behind her, and grabbed her around the waist. Lily let out a squeal of surprise as she twirled around, falling right into his arms, finding his lips gently touching hers. A smile crept along James' face as he could feel Lily open more, but then the moment was broken when a house elf, came up to her holding what looked like a ruined pumpkin.
"Ms. Evans, I'm sorry to disturb you and… Mr. Potter, but the pumpkin is ruined and there is no more pumpkins to replace it."
"Oh, well let me look at it," Lily ordered, taking the pumpkin in her arms, letting go of James who drove a stab of anger towards the broken pumpkin. She carried it so gently towards the table, making James ask.
"Why are you so into this? I mean, I think it's wonderful that you're so dedicated to the party, but why are you determined to make it… I don't know… perfect?" Lily looked at him smiling, but her eye shown a different emotion.
"Well, I just want it to be special. I mean I want everyone to enjoy Wednesday night."
She fixed the pumpkin, gave it back to the elf, who hoped away, and sat at the table's benches. James saw the sadness in her eyes as he came over to sit next to her.
"Hey, why the long face?" Lily swatted at his hands that he had brought up to her face. She sighed deeply and leaned back so she would be lying practically on his chest.
"Well, I don't know. I sort of feel disappointed."
"Really, why?"
"Well, look at this place. It looks as if we were teenage Muggles at a normal high school dance." (hehehe you kno how we like to PARTY)
"Oh? And why would this be a disappointment?"
"Well, this is Hogwarts you know, always elegant, extravagant, and always the best. I just think we could have done better." James began stroking her long frizzy hair, and whispered,
"Well, if this is how it shouldn't look, how do you think it should look?" Lily thought for a moment, before closing her eyes.
"A huge chandelier hanging over, with flames so bright, it could light the Great Hall like the sun itself. People dancing, to lively music in the old fashion way, with an orchestra playing right where the Professors' table is. Possibly for two hours, ending at ten. There would be orange and black banners hung from the ceiling, (lik in the 1st movie, when Dumbledore announces the House Cup winner) not at all like these ugly streamers, stuck to the wall," James could imagine the scene and smiled at the girl's creative fantasy.
"And what about the dinner?" Lily took a second before answering,
"The tables were separated in smaller ones, for people and their dates. Of course some larger ones too, for the groups. Either a lit pumpkin, or a caged bat would be set right in the middle, making the tables look more festive. It would be of course a five-course meal. First, drinks, second, appetizers, third salads and soups, fourth, main meal, and fifth, desert. That would precisely end at eleven" James licked his lips, along with her ear lope, at the delicious meal.
"And after?"
"After, tiny candles, floating over the dance floor, their tips looking like fireflies. A lavender incense filling the room, making the atmosphere so dreamy, and relaxing. The band would play slower songs, softly throughout the rest of the night. Partners would notice the blissful rhythm and ask their dates to dance one more dance with them. They would talk, whisper a conversation until…"
"Until?"
"Until midnight of course."
"Oh, of course."
"Well, yes. That's the time when the clock strikes and everyone takes off their masks, revealing themselves to the ones they've spent that wonderful night with, the ones they love." James felt hurt, but couldn't help but ask,
"Lily, would you dance with anyone, even though it wouldn't be me?" but he didn't receive a response. Instead he looked down to see the beautiful girl sleeping soundly in his arms. James sighed and got up, carrying her bridal style, and took her up to the Head's room for a good night's sleep. Although, he glanced back to see the wonderful night she had just described to him, distance sounds filling his ears, only to blink and nothing was there, but the plainly decorated hall, which Lily had put her entire heart into.
"Okay, that's enough. Surely they'll get the message."
"But where can I put these. These are non-vanish ink. What should I do with them?"
"I don't know. AH! Peeves is coming. Run for it." The hands of a petrified student shook, until they dropped what they were holding, and dashed off. Not noticing, the pain on their hands, staining their fingers.
The next morning, everyone was prepared to go back to their busy schedule, although they weren't at all prepared for what they would find in the Great Hall. When Lily and James came down from the stairs a crowd standing near the front of the Hall was caught their eyes. "Excuse me, excuse me. Head boy and girl coming through," James commanded, as he made his way through the crowd. Finally, they noticed the ceilings and walls. Lily's hand came straight to her mouth, muffling the tiny squeak. The streamers were ripped, shred to pieces and the balloons were all popped, and the pumpkins were smashed to bits, littering the floor with their pits. And worst of it was, on the back wall, was written in glowing green ink,
"LONG LIVE THE DARK LORD!"
The Hall was a complete mess, and the party was ruined. Lily did the first thing that came to her mind, she cried. She collapsed onto the floor, and began crying, from disappointment, and frustration. James bent down to comfort her, letting her cry.
"Lily, it's okay. We still have two whole days to redecorate. The dance will still happen," he assured her.
"N-no we can't. It's t-too late. W-we'll never finish in time." She leapt onto him, throwing her arms around him, her tears soaking his robes.
"Don't cry Lily. Please don't cry." But that just made her cry harder. Whispers soon reached his ears,
"Do you think we were attacked from, 'outside?'?"
"Maybe, I mean, read the message."
"No way, how would they be able to get in?"
"Then it must be a student."
"Do you think the party will be canceled?"
"NO!" the murmurs continued of the party's canceling, but James tried blocking them from Lily's ears. When seeing their best friend on the ground, the March sister came over of course to comfort her, while helping her up.
"Come on Lily let's go back to the dormitory. We can just tell Professor McGonagall you're not feeling well."
"There'll be no need for that Ms. March," a firm voice came. The group parted to reveal, Professor Mc. Gonagall and Professor Dumbledore. McGonagall came over and took Lily by the shoulders.
"Now, Ms. Evans, I promise you will see that who ever did this will be punished. But for now you must not let this affect you, I'm quite confident that you will be able to see past this, and continue with your studies, are we clear?"
"Yes, Professor, but I just please have a second to…" but she fainted right in McGonagall's arms. McGonagall looked over to James who took Lily's off her arms, and picked her up.
"Potter please take Ms. Evans to the Hospital Wing, I'm sure she's fine and needs time to heal from the shock."
"Not to mention the heartbreak," James added in his thoughts, doing as he was told, being followed by the March sister. When they climbed up the stairs, he could hear Professor Dumbledore announce,
"And let it be known, when I find the person who did this and I will find them, the punishment is going to be severe." But James knew that wasn't enough to mend Lily's wound.
"All of her work and this is what happens? When I find out who's done this, there will be hell to pay."
Lily slept through the rest of the day, until the late afternoon. When she woke up, her pillow was wet so she could've guessed she had cried in her sleep. That morning's events finally sunk in, as she got up, without telling the nurse, and went to class. There, Professor Diller (former charms teacher) greeted her, while she took her seat without a word. She continued to say nothing for the rest of the day, and went to bed earlier than usual. Her friend took notice of this, and the March sisters followed her up their dormitory, where they found her curled up in a ball, crying harder than this morning. While down in the common room, James, and Sirius sat in gloom. With Remus 'visiting his sick uncle,' and Peter scurrying off somewhere, things were pretty dull. Not to mention out of hand. Suddenly, Professor McGonagall came in and stuck a notice on the message board. After she left, everyone gathered around it and a loud moan and an angered cry echoed throughout the room. The party had been indeed canceled, until the person who had caused all the trouble had been found.
"This isn't fair!"
"YEAH!" and the complaining continued, loudly. Loud enough to make Lily's heart just break, her tears falling faster and harder, and she dug deeper into her pillow. April couldn't take it. She stormed up, and marched over to the door, throwing it open and shouted at the top of her lungs,
"COULD YOU POSSIBLY, OH I DON'T KNOW, SHUT THE HELL UP!" the whole common room silenced, as she smiled sweetly,
"Thank you." And she slammed the door shut behind her.
The next morning, Lily felt her head feeling extremely light. When she got up, and went to the bathroom, a smile was forming on her face and she thought,
"This is how I should feel, and this is how I should look." When she came out, she still felt light headed, but kept smiling.
"Good morning ladies. Come on if we don't hurry, we'll be late for breakfast." Lily announced, as she began to change, causing her friends to look at her skeptically.
"Lily, don't you think it's a bit too early?" April groaned.
"No, it's never too early, let's go." Reluctantly, the three sisters got up and followed Lily down into the common room, where Lily took a glance at the notice. A sting of hurt hit her, but she kept her smile on, although the pain returned when they reached the Great Hall, just as plain as ever. The three sisters saw her expression, which was still a happy-go-lucky look, and April and May decided to play along.
"Well let's get going, the day's too young," April started.
"And we're not getting younger," May finished. Lily smiled pleasantly, and thanked them. Although June disapproved of the whole charade, she didn't mention Lily's perky attitude.
For the rest of the day, Lily forced herself to be 'happy.' During classes, she was 'happy.' During meals, she was 'happy.' During break, she was… 'Happy.' Even though she had a smile that seemed to be pasted on her face with some sort of weird glue, people could see the pain in her eyes. Although, when they mentioned this, she denied she felt depressed at all, so they gave up in trying confronting it with her. All day this continued, until she was called into Professor McGonagall's office.
"Ms. Evans, I've been told you've been acting strangely today. Is everything alright?"
"Sure Professor, everything's fine," she replied, almost robotically. McGonagall noticed this and sighed,
"Ms. Evans. When I told you not to let last morning's events affect you, I didn't mean you to force yourself to push your limits. Now go out and take a walk, clear your mind."
Lily sighed deeply and nodded.
"Ok Professor." Once she left the office, McGonagall called out,
"You may come out, Mr. Potter." From behind the door, James walked up to her office, looking tired and concern.
"Mr. Potter, I know you know very well that she's not as fine as she wants us to believe. If she keeps forcing herself she could hurt herself, do you understand?"
"Yes Professor, and if I may, can I ask if you've found out who did it."
"No," McGonagall sighed.
"No I haven't."
"Oh, well that's all I wanted to know. Good night, Professor."
"Good night Mr. Potter." As she watched him walk out, going to find Lily, she thought sadly,
"It's a shame. I was hoping to watch some entertainment with those two."
"Lily, are you ok?" James asked quietly as he came over to sit next to her on at the lake's edge. Lily didn't look at him, and threw another rock, but her smile still was pasted on.
"I'm great, James. I'm just great…," but she stopped and started crying again. James felt useless, as he held her, trying his best to comfort her. He began stroking her hair lightly, his fingers combing every strand.
"Oh god, this feels too good." Once he could feel her calm down, he asked her,
"Lily, I know you're disappointed, but maybe if we just worked all night, we could pull something off. I mean, we could at least make it look great." Lily smiled, this time truly smiled, and shook her head.
"No, James. Now that I think about it, I think I like it this way. I mean, I'd rather not have the ball at all if I couldn't make it worthy of a Hogwarts ball." James thought about what she had said, before she drifted off to sleep. Then he lifted her up, and carried her to the Heads'. On the way, he met up with the person he hated to see most.
"Hey, Potter. I see you've finally got to her. Taking advantage of such a sweet, innocent angel," Eric hissed huskily, as he walked over, and played with a strand of her hair. James' face fumed. How dare he touch her, after everything, how dare he have the nerve to touch her!
"Too bad about the party, she must have been devastated." James couldn't take it, but with Lily in his arms, he couldn't do anything about it. As he watched Eric walk away, he felt his blood boil, although he did know Lily must have been more than devastated. If only there was some way to make it up for her. Then, a marvelous and yet risky plan forming in his mind and he rushed back to the Heads'. Once there, he placed Lily in her bed, and rushed away with wand in his hand, towards Professor McGonagall's office.
"Professor," James huffed as he entered with a dash.
"We need to talk."
A bright light filled Lily's eyes as she woke up, earlier than usual.
"James?" she asked, remembering the last thing that came to her mind was crying on James.
"Oh well," Lily sighed, as she got up got ready and headed down to the Great Hall. Onthe way, Lily saw May running to her, as she cried,
"Lily, Lily, you won't believe it. The Great Hall, how did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"You mean you didn't do it?"
"Do what?"
"Good God, come and see Lily. It's spectacular," and with that, May dragged her to the Great Hall, meeting the most extraordinary site she had ever seen. The Hall's walls (hey it rhymes) were covered with nicely decorated banners, with sewn pictures all over it. One had a sapphire dragon, with another had a silver unicorn, and above them was a huge golden chandelier. There of course were the ordinary, 'day,' Halloween decorations, but right behind the professor' table were band instruments set up, and a microphone in front of it all. It was amazing.
"You like it?" A soft voice whispered in Lily's ear sending shivers down her back. Lily twirled around to see those handsome hazel eyes she loved so much.
"You did this," Lily cried, throwing herself on him, planting a huge kiss on his cheek.
"There's more," James added, although hid voice seemed odd, as they watch Professor Dumbledore come up and announce,
"Now, I'm sure you're all wondering why all of these wonderful decorations have been put up. Well, a ball wouldn't be a ball if there were no decorations," he chuckled, causing someone to cry,
"But the notice said, there wouldn't be a ball, until the person was found."
"Right you are, lass, and the culprit has been found," he stated, quite seriously before announced,
"Mr. Potter has come up and exposed himself. Mr. Potter if you please," Professor Dumbledore announced holding out a hand towards James, who stepped past everyone, and came to stand before Dumbledore. Lily couldn't believe it, James didn't do it. He couldn't have done it. The same thought was running through every other girl's head.
"No, he didn't do it," a Hufflepuff girl shouted.
"Yeah, he would never do such a thing," another girl cried and the arguing continued.
"Settle down, settle down everyone. Mr. Potter has admitted he wrecked the Great Hall, in attempts to spice things up, and play a joke, although he has now figured, this sort of action should not be taken lightly, especially at times like these. Therefore, as punishment, James is now expelled from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and will also be attending a session with Ministry of Magic." Nearly the whole school was in an uproar, except for the Slytherins. A huge groan was heard over the roars and shouts of the angered students. Professor Dumbledore raised his hands, trying to silence the noise.
"Although, seeing as he has made up for his, little prank, he's punishment will not be as serious." The crowd didn't respond, so Dumbledore continued,
"Mr. Potter will be not permitted to attend tonight's ball Also, he is stripped of his privilege of being Head Boy and Quidditch captain, and will be taken off the Qudditch team for the rest of the year. Serving a whole year's detention, adding to that a suspension from the school starting next week," Professor Dumbledore continued, at this the crowd was speechless. They didn't know whether to be happy that it hadn't gotten worse or angry that he had gotten punished at all, although just a few seconds ago, they had the angry part gotten right.
"Prongs, what the hell was that?" Sirius asked as he and James went out to the Quidditch field. (Practices, I did a time skip. Don't worry, the games will come soon, I promise)
"Nothing, Padfoot, now why don't you let it go?"
"But seriously James, why did you go and tell Dumbledore that you did it?"
"Well, I did and that's the end of it, Sirius," James ended, taking his broomstick off his shoulders.
"James, you can tell me. You know you can always tell me everything," Sirius assured as they both took off into the air.
"Well it's just…" James started, but a figure standing on the field caught his eye. He flew down to see Lily looking pleading as him. He smiled, and took Lily by the hands, leading her to sit behind him on the broom.
"We'll meet you later," he assured, flew off and away.
"James, I don't understand, you didn't do it," Lily stated, for the hundredth time. They were by the lake, and had been walking for an hour or so. James rolled his eyes, as he placed a quick kiss on her lips to make her stop, which of course she did.
"I know, but this way, everyone will be able to enjoy the party."
"But James this isn't fair. You won't be able to enjoy it, and after all the hard work you put into it."
"I'll be fine, Lily. You be careful while I'm gone, okay. I'm not so sure that O'Bryan will lay low while I'm not there."
"I can handle that low-life scum."
"I'm sure you could, but I can't handle it if he did something to you, alright?"
"Alright, I'll be careful. Although, I'm sure I'll be fine. He won't be able to find me anyway, with what I'm wearing."
"Oh, and what are you wearing?"
"Clothes," Lily answered sweetly, making James chuckled, but asked
"Seriously, what do you plan on wearing tonight?"
"Now, now James, you know very well that I can't tell you. It's the rules."
"But rules never apply to me, you should know that."
"But you made them."
"So, I don't even follow my own rules. Plus, it's not like I'll be able to go anyway and I was planning on breaking the rules anyway. You're no better you know."
"Oh, really, and how so?"
"Remus told me all about you're little game of '20 questions.'"
"Oh, yes. Although, I only asked one though and that was what you were wearing."
"I'll tell you in you tell me."
"What's it matter?"
"Well, like I said, I was going to break the rules, anyway, so, here let me show you. Lily would you be my date for the ball?"
"How's that breaking a rule?"
"I'm asking you to the ball, and that was one of our rules wasn't it."
"The other was you couldn't bring the person you asked."
"So, I take that as a no."
"No."
"No?"
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes, James, yes." Those words, soon filled nasty thoughts into James head as he shook them out, his face burning with embarrassment.
"So you're saying yes, to being my date for the ball?"
"Yes," Lily repeated tiresomely.
"Although, you won't be able to take me, so you're basically lying to me."
"Oh well, I've already done that haven't I, I'm sure you can forgive me one more time. So yes, my next question is, what do you plan on wearing so I can… imagine what it'd be like to dance with you."
"Well, I was planning on disguising myself in the oddest way."
"Oh really, how so."
"Let's just say, it's too weird to say." James looked skeptical but shrugged,
"Okay, then I guess, I could imagine myself dancing with a guy." This made Lily somewhat mad.
"Fine, I think I'll join you in that imagination, and imagine myself dancing with a guy." At this James stopped,
"You're not seriously going to dance with some guy are you?"
"What if I am? Honestly James, there are guys out there besides you, you know."
"I know, but I just don't think you should dance with a guy you don't know, especially if he's as ugly as a troll."
"That's why we're having this ball, so people can go and not judge the people around them by looks."
"Really, Lily, Do you plan on dancing with any guys tonight?" This brought an idea of teasing in her mind as she replied,
"No." James let out the little breath he held in, and said,
"Well I'm glad to hear that."
"Because there's only one guy I want to dance with." This made a bright smile creep up James face as he asked,
"Lily do you really mean that?"
"Yes, I do."
"Do I know this lucky fellow?"
"Yes, you do."
"Can you tell me what he looks like?"
"Well, he's tall."
"Uh-huh."
"Has wild, ruffled hair."
"Uh-huh."
"And theses deeply colored eyes, you could just melt in."
"And could you possibly tell me his name?"
"Sure, it's Sirius Black." This made James' eyes blow out.
"Padfoot! Are you serious? How could you choose my best friend over me? That's just wrong. Completely…" but Lily had kissed him, to make him stop, just as he had done to her.
"Right," he sighed, when they broke apart.
"Don't worry James I don't want to dance with Sirius, or anyone else, I just want to dance with you."
"Since we're on the topic of dancing with me, promise me you'll save a dance for me. And when the dance is over, promise you'll meet me in the Heads' common room to keep you're first promise." Lily giggled, and hugged him tightly.
"Of course, I wouldn't want to dance with any one else."
Ok, how was that? Ew I can't wait to post the nex ch. It's going to be all about the dance, so stay tuned.
K luv ya bi. KT