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FEBRUARY 12 FOURTH YEAR
"Lucious," Lily purred, circling the slightly sweating fifth year. "You're keeping something from me. You've been very secretive since you started dating Cissy.
"Really?"
"Yes Lucious. Tell me what I want to know, or I'll find it out for myself. And then there will be consequences," she continued in a silky, evil voice.
Lucious swallowed nervously. Lily always did find things out. The girl frankly unnerved him.
"I'm not h-hiding anything."
"Tisk, tisk. Would you look at Cissy?" she said, nodding her head towards Narcissa. "She's so happy. Wouldn't it be a shame if something were to happen to change that?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"Now, Lucious. Threat is not a common word among friends. Are we friends?"
"We're not enemies," said Lucious nervously. Bad things happened to Lily Evans' enemies. He, for one, did not want to be included on the casualty list.
"Well then, Lucious, tell me what is on your mind."
"I've just been thinking, Lily, that maybe you are not right for the role of Slytherin Princess."
"Oh," said Lily, her voice burning with ice. "And why is that?"
"Well, your bloodlines being what they are and all, you don't exactly fit the criteria for the role."
"Oh really? Well, look at me Lucious. Crucio."
Lucious flinched, but Lily had too much class to actually curse him. It was merely a word. A warning. Because no one messes with Lily Evans.
Except, perhaps, James Potter. He knew exactly how far he could push Lily Evans. But, perchance one studied Lily Evans. They would find that Lily Evans also knew exactly how far she could push James Potter.
"Think on it, Lucious," said the pretty redhead. Anyone but Lucious would be able to tell that her voice said 'And every time I say 'hello Lucious' I'm mentally stabbing you in the eye with a hot french fry'.
"Where're you going?" snapped the pale boy.
"Away from you and your pureblood poison." She said. Which was code for 'away to plot your downfall'.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Ah, Lucious dear, I'm sure you know exactly what it means. Good day my little pureblood."
(A/N: Ooh, it seems like Lily's backwardly prejudice. Lynch the purebloods!)
Lily stalked off to the library where she was plotting what she was going to do to Lucious when she stopped.
"What am I doing?" she asked herself. "He's the prince of Slytherin. If I brought him down, I might be overruled and dethroned. I can't risk that. Before I take Lucious I have to lower him. Great, now I'm talking to myself. Lovely. What next, hearing voices? Oh no, wait, I can already do that."
"You know, Evans," drawled a voice. "Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity."
Lily looked up at Sirius, hiding a grin. "What's the second?"
"When you get an answer."
This time Lily grinned. "Sit down, Mr. Black. What can I do for you?"
Sirius sat, looking Lily over. "I think it isn't what you can do for me, but what I can do for you. I understand you have it out for a certain Mr. Malfoy."
"And wherever did you here that?"
"From a source that never steers me wrong," said Sirius vaguely.
"Tell Potter to stay out of my mind or he's gonna get slapped like the bitch he his."
"Ma'am yes Ma'am!"
"Stop toying, Black."
"But I'm a child, I like toys!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "Alright, then, what were you thinking?"
Sirius grinned. "I'm thinking the usual. Pranks, torment, overall disgrace."
She shook her head. "No, that isn't going to be enough to crack this one. We need something serious. Something Sirius. Something closer to home."
The two sat, thinking. Lily studied Sirius. This one was okay. He was Shawn's occasional snogging partner, after all. He and Lily had a mutual agreement as pranksters to help each other. So now they sat, thinking.
"All right," said Sirius. "How 'bout the entire Slytherin House shuns him, and the Marauders declare themselves too good to prank him?"
"Perfect. But how do I make everyone shun him?"
"Lily, dear, you're the freakin Slytherin Princess. They'll do whatever you say."
"Yes, but he's the Slytherin Prince."
"Oh well, they like you more."
"What makes you say that?"
Sirius looked around at all the guys whose work was stalled as they stared at Lily.
"Believe me. They like you better."
"Me, believe a Black? The idea is laughable, Sirius darling."
"Yes, well. So, how are your lessons with Jamesie going?"
"Bella gave you an acid pop when you were five."
"That good, huh? I'll have to tell James to stop teaching you."
"Then I guess I'll have to stop helping you with your… dog situation, huh?"
"Damn, evil, Slytherin beauty."
"Very funny. So are you and Shawn on or off right now?"
"Hard to keep track of, aren't we?"
"Worse than Jay's potion grades."
"Right now we're off. And speaking of Playa, what's between the two of you?"
"Jay and me? We're friends, is all. Why?"
"Friends, huh? Guess Shawn was right," mused Sirius.
"Shawn? Why were you asking Shawn about me? Sirius…"
"No reason," he said innocently.
"Fine," humphed Lily. "Why must you make anything so bleeding difficult?"
James is going to kill me if she finds out that he likes her. How could I have let her know I asked Shawn about her? I'm dead!
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!" Lily screamed, earning death glares from the librarian. "Sirius Black! Where's Potter? I'm going to kill him!"
Sirius was now very pale. "Ha ha, you fell for it?"
"Sirius Orion Black, I know you're not screwing with me. You don't have the guts."
"I do too have the guts! What I lack is the stupidity."
"I beg to differ."
"Hey!"
Lily drew herself up to her full and very unimpressive height of 5'5". "Tell me where he is so I can kill him!"
"Evans?"
"Yes?"
"You scare me."
"Good. Now where's Potter?"