Flavor of the Week

Summary: Lily Evans has everything that any girl at Hogwarts could ever want. She had great friends, the best grades in her year, an extraordinary beauty that attracted many, including James Potter. Her life was pretty sweet, even she would admit. But life just couldn't get better when Alexander Whitney asks her out. Little does she know, she is just his 'Flavor of the Week'. Can James help open her eyes?

Author's Note: I'm sorry it took so long. I had a huge English essay due; and being the procrastinator that I am, I waited until the last minute to write it. Here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: You know the deal. I did not create Harry Potter or any of its characters. Now that that's over with...

Chapter Four: Day Before

It was the day before the Hogsmeade trip and Lily's big date. Miraculously, Lily somehow managed to survive Herbology and Potions. She was so preoccupied though that she accidentally cut a little too much off of her struggling Wigbush and poured one too many vats of treebush sap into her Restoration Tonic, causing it to bubble over onto the floor, making the floor very sticky. It took a little while for the professor to find a spell that would clean up the mess and that freed the students who were glued to the dungeon floors.

Remus, James, and Sirius lounged on three large armchairs in front of the fireplace. "Ugh, I my trainers are still sticky from Potions. What was that stuff?" James wiped the bottom of his shoes with a napkin. The napkin proved to be a failure as it ended up sticking to his soles. He muttered a few spells, but none seemed to make an improvement.

"So what are you doing tomorrow, Moony?" Sirius opened a box and popped a Chocolate Frog into his mouth.

"McGonagall is giving me a quick review of what I missed while…" Remus looked around briefly to see if anyone was in hearing distance. When he saw two third years he finished up, "…while I was sick."

Sirius looked to his friend who was still trying to clean his sneakers. "Oh. Don't worry, James. Wormtail's still there. You can go around with him," Sirius said popping another Frog in his mouth.

James looked up and said, "Nuh-uh. Don't you remember? He said he was not going to go. I don't think he told us why though."

"Oh, right…"

Defeatedly, James put his wand down on the table, knowing that his attempts were futile. "It's alright. I have detention with Professor Live anyways."

"No way! He assigned detention during a Hogsmeade trip? That old duffer! That's totally unreasonable! I could just…" Sirius was in a rage, but soon calmed down. "Did you at least try to talk your way out of it?"

"Of course! He just gave me another detention next weekend for being cheeky."

"Bad luck, mate. We'll get him back," said Remus, who was flipping through a Quidditch magazine.

"You can miss the first Hogsmeade trip of the year! We have to go to Zonko's and stock up for the year. It's tradition!"

"So we will go next time. Besides, I didn't really want to go anyways,"

"Is this because you don't want to run into Lily?"

"No," James answered quickly. Remus gave him a skeptical look. James didn't want to dwell on the matter, so he changed the subject. "So what do you have planned, Padfoot?"

"I have a date," Sirius replied matter-of-factly.

"With who?"

"Holly…er…uh…something. I don't remember her last name. She's the leggy Ravenclaw Sixth year."

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Lily threw herself onto her bed. "Only one more night, then a whole day with Alexander." She twirled into the bathroom to change into her pyjamas.

"Tomorrow's going to be so dull without you, Lily," Grace called to into the bathroom.

"Hey, what am I? A piece of liver?"

"Of course not, Jack. I was just saying…"

Lily walked back into the room, humming a tune. "Oh guys, tomorrow is going to be so great!" She sat down on her bead and began braiding her hair, smiling.

"Aww, look, Grace. Lily's smitten!" Jackie and Grace aww-ed at their friend.

Lily looked at her two friends and whined, "Am not! I'm just excited is all."

"Sure," Grace chuckled.

"Okay, guys. I need some beauty sleep. Sweet dreams," Lily opened her covers and crawled into bed.

"She'll be having dreams of Alexander, no doubt," Jackie and Grace giggled. Lily took the pillow from under her head and playfully hit Jackie. Within moments, pillows were soaring across the room in an intense pillow fight.

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A pillow came down and smacked the sleeping lump repeatedly. James beat it until there was finally some sign of life. "Come on, Sirius! Wake up!"

"What are you doing?" James could just make out what the lump said from under the covers, choosing to ignore the stream of curses that escaped from Sirius's mouth.

"Get up! Otherwise, you'll be late for you date with Holly Whats-her-face."

"Leave me alone!" Sirius covered his head with his pillow. He rolled over, pulling the covers closers, and slightly opened his eyes. James was staring at him only five centimeters away from his face. He groaned, "Why are you doing this to me? Why do you always have to wake up so early? Why?"

James walked over to the window and pulled apart the deep red curtains, allowing the morning sun to come flooding into the room. "The morning is the best part of the day!"

"You are so utterly misguided. Mornings are meant for sleeping, not matter what you say. They are not for head starts on the day, watching the sun rise, Quidditch practices or any of your other crap. So just leave me alone," Sirius grumbled, squinting from the sudden brightness.

"That reminds me…I have to schedule a practice soon."

"Ugh! You know what? I give up! You win." He rolled out of his bed to his feet. I held onto his nightstand until the overwhelming dizziness that happens when you get up to fast passed. "What time is it anyways?"

"7:30"

"What! I could have slept at least another twenty-five minutes!"

"I thought you said that you were meeting Holly at 8:00." James stopped picking up all the clothes on the floor to look at his friend.

"I am. So?"

James walked into the closet and yelled, "Hey, you should be grateful. I was thinking about dumping you in the lake instead."

"I can't take this so early in the morning. Why do you have to be so cheerful in the morning? It ruins my whole day." Sirius glared at his friend. For some unfathomable reason, James always loved the morning. Ever since he was a kid, James woke up early. He never needed to be woken. He would always be up at 6:00, 6:30 latest, no matter how late he went to sleep. It seemed he had an endless supply of energy. Sirius just could not understand it. Even though they had been friends for forever, there were a lot of things about James that Sirius did not understand. Like why James fancied a girl who hated his guts, why he never ever got drunk even if he drank two pints of whiskey, why James always twirled his shoes before he put them on (first left, then right), and why he was such a morning person.

"Moony is in the washroom right now, and I think Peter left already. It is a little strange because I always have to wake him up on weekends. But you have to get going. It's going to be a beautiful day! The sun is shining. The birds are singing."

Sirius moaned, "How can you be so cheerful? Especially when you have detention with Live!"

James didn't answer, he just said, "I'm waiting for you downstairs."

Sirius found James sitting on a large, comfy couch in the corner of the common room talking to Remus in the chair across from him. Remus stood up and grabbed his books from the table, ready to leave. "What's going on?" asked Sirius.

"Nothing. Moony's just leaving for his lesson now," answered James. Remus nodded.

"See you later," Remus turned and headed out of the common room.

"Okay, I got to go as well. I'm already ten minutes late," Sirius told James.

James smirked, "And you wanted to sleep twenty-five more minutes."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be back later, mate. And if I'm lucky, with a guest." Sirius winked and then went out of the portrait, leaving James all by himself.

James sat there for a few minutes, until he decided it was time for him to leave. He grabbed his wand and put it in his back pocket. He took his time getting to the portrait door, saying 'hi' to a few people here and there, looking at some of the books on the tables. When he reached for the door, he was taken aback when the door burst open before he even touched it.

"Excuse me," said a girl's voice, as she tried to enter the room.

James stepped out of her way and said, "Oh, I'm sorry." He looked at her. It was Lily.

She was smiling, but when she saw who she had run into, her smile turned into a scowl. "Potter!"

"Morning to you too," James gave her a sort of casual smirk.

"What are you doing here?" she sneered, forgetting why she came back in the first place.

"I'm leaving. What are you doing here?"

"I'm leaving too. My date's waiting for me, you know," she said satisfactorily. She knew he couldn't ask her out this time.

"How could I not know? The whole school knows," James said under his breath resentfully.

Lily raised her eyebrows, "What?" James shook his head. "I think you know him…Alexander Whitney." She was quite pleased with the way he was reacting.

"Yeah," James mumbled incoherently. He walked down the stairs a few steps behind her. Even though she was dressed modestly in a white longs sleeves shirt and a pair of jeans, she was looking gorgeous. James smiled at the girl he had longed for for so long. "I must say, you look stunning today, Evans."

"The nerve!" she huffed, and she started walking faster.

James quickened his pace and caught up to her and grabbed her arm. "What did I do? I was just giving you a compliment!"

She stopped and stared straight at him, sending him daggers. She said through clenched teeth, "Keep your hands off of me. I told you I already had a date, and yet you still take every chance to hit on me!" She pushed his arm away and ran the rest of the way. James couldn't help but think how pretty she looked when she was mad.

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