The Lies and Deception of Evans

A/N: Oh...COME ON! I've been working my bloody butt off so that I can get more chapters up and no one has given me a review...Ouch...I'm sad now...

Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of the people in this story (though I can think of a few I wouldn't mind owning... coughSirius Blackcough...)

Chapter Three: Incidental Mishap

Lily looked at herself in the mirror, which promptly moved so that she could stop gawking at herself.

Sheez...

She was getting so...vain...She shivered slightly. She didn't want to be one of those girls who fawned over...themselves?

She also didn't want to be one of those girls who fawned over Sirius Black...Yuck.

Something in the back of her head told her that she wouldn't mind fawning over Black just a bit...or maybe a lot. She put the brush she had been holding away. She didn't know why, but she insisted on using the muggle way of getting dressed.

One could say that the actions were sort of...ingrained into her brain.

After all, she had grown up using them.

Though, seven years should be enough for them to wear off...

But she liked doing it this way.

Whatever...her subconscious told her. Stop arguing with yourself!

Lily sighed and applied some make-up. She wasn't very good with make-up, but that really didn't matter all that much. She just needed a slight bit. It wasn't relevant whether or not she was good at applying it. Just as long as it worked, she was fine.

She stepped out of her room in the Head's Dorm.

Yes, that's right, Lily Evans...Head Girl..

She remembered when she had gotten the badge. She had danced around, showing it off to her family. Her family hadn't really...cared, all that much. The experience hurt, but she got over it.

Eventually.

She sighed, her entire frame shaking with it. Grabbing her bag, full to bursting, of books, she stepped out the door.

She sighed once more, but this sigh was one of relief.

James wasn't in the Head's main room. Grinning in happiness, she exited the Dorm altogether and stepped into the hall. Lily realized that this fine day was a Saturday. Oddly enough, she felt no trace of embarrassment in any form.

She woke up early every morning. She wore her robes every morning, regardless of the date. She always had her book bag with her.

This was entirely her normal routine...

Except that she wasn't usually thinking about Sirius Black.

She shuddered slightly, making her way to the Gryffindor Common Room. She always came here to study and hang out. It was so much more homey than the Head's Dorm.

But maybe that had to do with the fact that she had been here for the majority of the past seven years.

But not this year. This year was different. She had her own private room. James did too...

He had cornered her in the Dorm's main room.

And they had kissed.

She had enjoyed it.

But not as much as she had enjoyed the one with Sirius...the truthful part of her brain argued.

Stupid insanity.

Lily was convinced that she was going insane. Little voices kept talking to her. She wasn't depressed about it, just a bit shaken. She had known that one day she would go mad.

Except that she wasn't really going mad.

That was just her excuse.

She finally got to the GCR portrait.

Her brain connected with the present. Lily searched her head for the password before finally stumbling upon it.

"Jumping Toadstools..." she exclaimed triumphantly.

The portrait nodded grimly and swung in, allowing her entrance. Stepping in, the first thing she saw was the sleeping face of Sirius Black.

Uh-oh...

She walked close to him and kneeled by his chair.

"Sirius...?" she asked, almost calling to him.

His eyes flickered open and a look of surprise was evident.