Chapter Four.

Hello, my polished pets, hello. This time we left Lily in an awful position, having to listen to James confess his dying love for the SECOND time. Good Jebus.

Which reminds me of a really funny joke I had with a friend.

Her: (annoyed because she had just bit her cheek) Jesus!

Me: (questioning) Yes?

Her: Hysterical Laughter.

Anyways… You don't want to hear me go on about barely funny jokes, so here's ya story, you pretty, intelligent monkeys, you:

-&-

And it was out there, I couldn't pretend I couldn't hear him, there was no Ruth to burst out in tears, and run out dramatically. I had to respond.

And quick.

"Uh…" I said, stalling, "That's… Uh… Nice."

Well, what was I supposed to say?

I don't feel the same way, Potter?

Get out, Potter?

Take me, Potter?

Well?

"I'd say I liked you too…" I said, "But the thing is, I don't know you that well…"

"Then get to know me!" James exclaimed, "Go on a date with me!"

"Potter!" I snapped, returning to my old, pre-coma self, "Do you honestly think I'd go out with you? Do you think that just because you got me food in my starved state, that I would go out with you?"

"Uh…" James said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck, "Uh…Yes."

"Well," I said, pursing my lips in a Mcgonagall-like way, "Well, you're wrong. How can you love me, I don't even know you, properly."

James frowned, and suddenly looked extremely hurt, "Well, fine then." - he threw his hands up - "I give up! I don't want you, Lily, I don't."

And, for some odd reason, I felt a pang. A pang. If I didn't know better, I would of said it was of hurt. Huh.

"Good," I said, smiling all false and brightly, "Well, can we be friends?"

But James was already leaving, climbing out of the portrait. And leaving me there. With no idea where the hell I was. In a hospital robe, with a lot of my back showing.

Needless to say, I ran after him. I caught him walking, very fast, in some corridor. I have no idea where I am.

THWACK.

"Potter," I barked as I hit him, "Get me back to the hospital. Now."

"No," he said, matching my tone.

"Don't talk to me like that!" I said furiously.

"Why?" He said, flinging the hand that had still been on his shoulder off, as he turned around to face me, wild, "You use it on me 24-7. Why do you think I put up with it? Because I hope you'll go out with me one day. But…" he drew a shuddering breath "… I'm not going to anyway. You're bad for me. You're unhealthy for me. You're just wrong for me. And I get that."

I stood there, stunned, as he walked away.

Had Potter just grew a backbone?

He looks hot when he's mad.

Not that I like him, or anything.

I mean, it's not my fault that he has a very handso-

SLAP.

Ok, I'm back to normal.

But, I am in the middle of an unspecified hallway, in a hospital robe, which opens at the back, and no clue which way to go.

Crap.

I HATE POTTER, WHO COULD HE DO THIS TO ME!

I'm still in the middle of the corridor. A day later.

It's nighttime.

Again.

If it wasn't for the lasagna squares I had snuck into my hospital robe pocket, I would have fainted and died in the first twenty minutes I realized that this was the closed part of the castle.

Wait, shut up. I can hear footsteps.

Or maybe I'm just hallucinating.

No, I can definitely hear them-

Oh.

It's Potter.

And then, my already fractured Cerebral Cortex snapped.

"Aiiiieee!" I screamed, pouncing on Potter and starting to hit him, saying in between punches, "Leave… Me… To… Die… Will… You…?"

"Lily," Potter said, grabbing my fists effortlessly, "that isn't hurting me."

I started struggling, "Just because I don't like you back that way, doesn't mean you have to try and kill me!"

James face, which had been smirking, became impassive.

"Get me outta here," I demanded.

"I will," Potter said, grinning again, "If you let me kiss you… Just once, and then I'll leave you alone for as long as you like."

Well, it was either that or rot to death in a corridor.

Decisions, decisions…

Phht, as if it was a hard choice.

"I'D RATHER DIE IN HERE!" I yelled.

Potter grinned, and then grabbed my face - softly - and started to lean in.

-&-

Ooooooh! Finally a little action!

Time For My Favourite Part Of The Job: Review-answering.

LilyFlowerr: I got this when I was online. But I'd already wrote the third chapter, so I was all, "Where do I go from here?"

Aliana: I won't be in on Monday, you ass-hoe. I told you! I've got to go to the doctor's for stupid blood tests…

Youkaigirl64: Thanks for reviewing THREE TIMES! I'm so happy you lost your ass whilst laughing. .

Renee: Don't worry, you don't sound like one of my teachers. Not once did you say I was a slacker. I was hyper when I wrote this other half of my chapter.

Cheerios rule the world: I love your name, first off. I love cheerios, I have since I was force fed one in kindergarten.

Taa Taa,

My Infinitesimal Orangutans,

Trapped Rabbit.