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Introduction: James Potter and the rest of the soon to be seventh years are on their summer holidays, but James is having a lousy holiday, he can't keep his mind of someone. Lily Evans. Lily has captured his heart, however, she doesn't exactly feel the same way about him, or as she says, "Potter I hate you! Oh, wait scratch that I HATE YOU POTTER WITH A PASSION!". Read on and follow the adventures of James and Lily as James tries to win her heart, Lily tries to resist her feelings and they embark on a journey full of love, hate, jealousy, laughter and tears...The Trouble with Love Is...
A/N: Sorry it took so long. I had school work and I just completely forgot where this story is headed. So this is for my lovely best friend L (ummm…) Ray. She kept poking me until I wrote a new chapter. :P
Chapter Six: The Alarm Clock
James woke up on a crisp, fresh morning; sunlight streaming in from his pale azure curtains hung in strips illuminating the gilded areas of his room. He stretched under his pale blue and cream sheets. He reached up to ruffle up his hair. He winced as he brought his hand down. Nope, can't be doing that anymore, he thought imagining Lily's look of disgust at his habit.
BRRRRRRRRIIIIING! He turned his eyes to his bedside table and eyed his Chudley Cannons magical alarm clock that was now vibrating rapidly on his table and looked so out of place in his pale blue room. He groaned as the sharp sound sliced through the comforting morning silence.
"POTTER!" He heard Lily screech from her room. "What the hell is that awful racket? It's seven. SEVEN!" James shuffled around with the clock trying to get it to be quiet but he seemed to have forgotten how, having slept in for the past few weeks. He heard some stomping across the corridor. Lily rapped furiously on the door and screaming over the noise of the alarm clock.
"Potter! If you think that noise is going to screech every morning you have…
He poked his head through the door making sure the mahogany door covered his pumpkin coloured pyjamas which matched the alarm clock. He finally remembered that stroking the top of the alarm clock shut it up. The ringing stopped abruptly. She was already in her Hogwarts robes complete with her Head Girl pin on her left side. How on earth did she change that fast?
"…another thing coming…"
It was seven in the morning and James' good mood had completely vanished with the alarm and Lily's loud noise.
"No need to shout, Evans." He remarked. Lily tried to dismiss his emphasis on her surname.
Her green eyes narrowed until they were slits. James' insides squirmed. Whoops. Great going, two days into your stupid making Lily-fall-in-love-with-you plan and you've already messed up. He winced, waiting for Lily to make her move.
"So, you're back to your old self then," she tried to reply casually though her higher than normal voice gave it away. She stared at him. Why was he being nice yesterday and why was he was back to his rude little self again? She actually thought he was being nice for a change and now he was being all Potter-ish. She knew it wasn't for real. He just wasn't a nice person.
James stared at her. "Well, um, no. I'm still nice. You just, it's seven and um… I didn't mean to you know, put the alarm on, it's… uh, magical and so I didn't really…" he managed to stammer.
Lily exhaled. "Yeah well, I'll be the judge of that. It's not like I'm going to forget the five to six years of arrogance you displayed…"
He gave her a lopsided grin. The edges of Lily's eyes softened. He looked cute with his hair dishevelled and… 'STOP IT! It's Potter! You hate his stupid messy hair and stupid grin!' She chanted in her mind.
"Five years," he nodded, "definitely. I was a changed man in our sixth year. You just didn't notice."
"Man. Yeah, you might want to look at yourself in the mirror before you call yourself that." She snickered. In all the commotion with the clock and the stammering the door had become ajar and Lily had a full view of his bright orange Chudley Cannon pyjamas that were too short for him. Lily went on, "I hear matching your clothes to your alarm clock," she eyed the magical device in his hand, "is out grown by most people when they're six or seven."
James slammed the door nearly clipping Lily's nose as she reached for the staircase banister for support in her hysterical laughter. He collapsed beside the door turning scarlet. Whereas, she shook her head at Potter's mad 'fan boy' pyjamas and headed back to her room to finish re-reading 'Hogwarts: A History' for the umpteenth time until she could go down for breakfast. She silently thanked her brain for remembering to dress herself before marching to Potter's dormitory. Under no circumstances was Potter ever to see her in her flannel pyjamas.
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Sirius helped himself to another scone and applied generous amounts of butter to it before shoving the entire thing into his mouth.
Remus raised his eyebrows. "Hungary?"
"No, not particularly. But I'm comfort eating. We have History of Magic today in case you haven't checked my timetable. Binns hates me."
"He doesn't hate you. Maybe if you actually listened instead of going to sleep. Why did you take History of Magic anyway…?"
He was interrupted by Peter making straining noises as he pulled up a seat for James.
"You do not look happy." Sirius said.
"State the obvious why don't you, Padfoot."
"So, I'm guessing you didn't have a very happy time with Evans then?" He snuck a glance at Lily who was spreading marmalade over a triangle of lukewarm toast.
"Well, yes it was going well until I made a complete and utter fool of myself."
"Care to elaborate?" Remus asked sipping some sugared tea.
"No, not right now, especially since we have double potions first thing. The wizarding world better appreciate all this hassle I went though to become an Auror. It's just so boring watching your cauldron change into all the pretty colours of the rainbow" James stated.
"Aww, you know the only reason why you don't like it is because Evans is better than you at it." Sirius smirked.
"Why would I care if she was better than me?"
"Because you want to be macho James Potter who's Quidditch captain and head boy and outstanding student; another item to add to the list of special qualities that you can recite to Evans when trying to get her to go out with you. Top of every single class. " He said dramatically.
"Except charms." Remus winked.
James chucked a boiled egg at Sirius.
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Lily let her teeth sink into what felt like her hundredth piece of toast. She forgot that Hogwarts food tasted so good.
"I always forget that you don't get magically made food over the summer," laughed MJ.
"It tastes so much better than muggle food, honest. Besides, I was stuck making meals for one all the time as Vernon, you know Petunia's boyfriend, kept taking my parents and her out."
"He didn't invite you?" Emily asked munching on some cereal.
"He did at the beginning, and I went a couple of times but all he was doing was flashing around his money. It was so boring going to all these posh places. I just didn't want to go again. I think he got the hint so he stopped asking."
"But you must be happy? I mean, your sister found someone she loves?" MJ inquired.
"Of course, but it doesn't mean I would fall in love with him. He is so not my type. He's a decent bloke- I guess he's alright."
"So who is your type?" Rachel asked. Her eyes were wide.
"Dunno." She wanted to put an end to where the conversation was headed straight away. "Anyway, I better start going to Potions! It's quite far away." She got up and slung her bag over her back and headed for the dungeons.
Unfortunately, none of her close friends were going to take Potions this year since MJ had dropped it because she found that it took too much of her time up and she wanted to concentrate more on Charms. Lily, on the other hand had a natural flair for Potions and needed to take a NEWT in Potions if she was going to succeed as a Healer. She had also been informed that Black had also dropped Potions because as he had found it too hard. Maybe Potter had dropped it too, since those two were joint at the hip. She wandered into the classroom.
Slughorn grinned broadly at her. "Welcome, Lily to another year of Potions." She looked around the classroom. It was completely empty of students except for Snape and another Slytherin crouched in the corner. Not many of the Hogwarts students enjoyed Potions. No Potter, she found herself thinking and feeling something in the pit of her stomach. She shook her head. It must be all that toast and jam she ate. She sat close in the centre of the room.
Suddenly, the door slammed open and James walked in with his bag slung over his back.
"Ah, Mr. Potter. Now our class is complete. Please be seated." He grinned at Slughorn and sat on the other side of the room to Snape in line with Lily. Who was she going to talk to? Not that she would talk to Potter. She groaned.
"Now, now, why are all my students so spaced out? Come now, to the front. Come on, come on." He egged on the students as they reluctantly shuffled towards the front. James dumped his stuff in the space on her table.
"Can I sit here?" James whispered.
"Sure. Slughorn just told us to sit together." Lily murmured back.
"Do you want me to sit on the other side?" She looked over her shoulder; Snape was sitting next to her.
"I don't need you to rescue me Potter!" She hissed.
"Suit yourself, I was just trying to minimise the problems that may hassle you when your potions making." He sighed and sat. Sometimes Lily could just be so stubborn.
Lily looked at him. "Fine. Sit there."
"Sorry. What was that?" He looked up at Lily grinning.
"Sit. There." Her teeth were clenched.
"Alright, alright…" he got up, "but don't forget please next time." He teased. Lily breathed.
"Whatever, Mr. I-wear-pyjamas-that-match-my-alarm-clock-and-are-orange-and-way-to-small-for-me." Lily shot back a little louder than she had intended.
"What was that Lily dear? Potter over here wears orange night clothes that match with his alarm clock?"
James stared at the blackboard whilst Snape and the Slytherin howled in laughter. Lily's eyes widened and she bit her lip. She hadn't even told MJ about the details of Potter's JimJams and she had just given Snape, Potter's mortal enemy an embarrassing story.
She looked at Potter who had selflessly sat next to Snape for her. He was crimson. She opened her mouth to apologise over the fading laughter but stopped. Why should she apologise? Why should she even care what Potter thought of her? Also, he knew it was an accident. He knew she didn't mean to say it that loud. Slughorn was just eavesdropping.
"Now, I want you all to work in pairs for this potion." She looked to her right. She had to work with James as the Slytherins were working together. James smirked.
"Hey, so now you're my lab partner too." She raised her eyebrows.
"Seems I'm you're partner in everyway except the way that you want me to be." She cocked her head to the side and started measuring ingredients.
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