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Chapter 3- Unanswered…
(As James…)
My eyes dazed outside the window, not focusing very well. It was hard to see with all the heavy fog covering the grounds. The bit of light that shone through behind the misty white showed that the moon was almost a half full. And the wind was howling so hard I could practically feel the chill up my legs. Sirius, Remus and Peter were all sound asleep and dreaming.
I was the only one not asleep yet. As hard as it was to sleep with these 3 baboons, that wasn't the reason. I just couldn't sleep. My curiosity got the better of me.
Who is that Evans girl, and why doesn't anyone know her…?
I was still thinking about what has just happened earlier tonight. The scene just kept playing in my head! Rewinding and play…then rewind again and play.
You see, I was sitting with my baboonish best buds over by the staircase to the boy's dorm while building our biggest stink bomb yet… and that was when I saw her.
Yes. Her. Evans.
Daaaaamn- I couldn't take my eyes off her…
I could feel my breath go shorter and my lungs seemed to tighten. She looked awfully stunning.
The girl-- Evans, I still haven't found out her name yet-- was sleeping quite gracefully on that armchair right by the fireplace. The light from the fire reflected on her skin somewhat made her look like she was glowing. And her auburn curls gleaming from the firelight, looked more golden than ever. She looked so... fragile. It was breathtaking.
Yeah, I do sound like some maniac romantic huh? But she did look that much pretty. God…How more whipped can I get?
Ok, Look- let's get this straight. I'm not in love with her or anything like that. Duh. I hardly know her (I don't even know her first name for God's sakes!). But I am really taken by her beauty.
Anyhow, if it weren't for my idiotic, careless best bud Sirius blowing up our stink bomb, I could've still watched her sleep. He'd practically turned the whole common room moldy green and stinking like the sewer. It was awful!
But that wasn't exactly the reason why I couldn't sleep.
With all that racket and awful smell, we'd probably succeeded in waking up the whole Gryffindor tower- let alone Evans who was looking so pretty sleeping by the fireplace. Just leave it to Sirius to ruin your romantic trance.
So after ignoring the deathly glares from most of the 7th years for turning their homework parchments slimy green and the rubbish-smelling green smoke, I managed to look for Her- Evans that is. Trying to see if she realized the awful smell and all that. And for a millisecond our eyes met, and I could feel the blood start to creep up my cheeks. And so fighting my gut feeling to just look away and hide, I smiled at her.
It was sooo humiliating --not the fact that I smiled at her-- but the fact that she didn't return it. She had such an odd look on her face (I can assure you that it was still very pretty) and she just looked away. It was either that she really hates me, or that she loathes me. Both options kept me awake all night.
I tried to cover my ears with my pillow. It's definitely hard trying to sleep with all the noise these boys are making; Peter was snoring loudly, Remus was grumbling in his sleep and Sirius was munching on his baby blanket.
Maybe if I shut my eyes hard enough and try to tune out all that noise while counting fluffy white sheep, I might just get some sleep…
One fluffy white sheep…
Two fluffy white sheep…
Three…
-- The next morning--
Wakey, wakey pretty boys! Rise and shiiiiine!"
Aaaaaargh. I covered my head with my pillow trying to drown that awful voice. Damn that Lupin boy for being such a cheery, happy, morning person.
I muffled a yawn and pulled my bed covers higher.
"Paiiiiiiiiiiiin…head hurts…." I could hear Sirius' muffled moaning from under his pillow.
"Oh, Come on guys! We gotta hurry for breakfast before that Potions, or Prof. Stewart's gonna make us 'assistants' of the whole month and then we're gonna have to cut open enchanted octopus' heads for his 4-grade potions class, all night long !" Remus practically sounded exasperated.
I drowned my head deeper into the pillow. Uuuurgh. Not Potions! -- my least favourite subject. Goddamn that Prof Stewart for catching us spreading out grease on Snape's chair -- it's not like he wouldn't have greased the chair anyway after he sat on it for one whole period, No one would've noticed!
I managed to squint open one eye to look at my bedside clock.
6: 03
"Aww Moony! You woke me up even before my alarm did!" I managed to pull my body upright and threw a pillow at Remus and Peter as they made their way out of the boy's dorm.
While looking quite absurd sitting down on my 4-poster bed with only my favourite pair of Prongs boxers and my hair completely disheveled, I couldn't help but notice the groaning noises in my stomach. Breakfast definitely would not hurt.
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" I'm starving man! Come on hurry up! I wanna get my hands on those bacons now…!"
Sirius was practically sprinting down the stairs and onto the corridor towards the Great Hall. " Remus and Peter are probably finishing our bacons already!"
My head was still throbbing from yesterday's pile of homework and major lack of sleep. I'm guessing that I'm looking like some ugly ghost walking in his sleep. But very well could not ignore the loud grumbling in my stomach; I too was running towards the Great Hall. As the soft scent of fried bacon and omelets filled my nostrils, I could practically feel my stomach squirm louder.
"Yo Sirius, slow down man!" I ran faster to catch up with Sirius, just as he slowed down after nodding and winking at some giggling four-year girls passing by. He was still smiling at the passer-byers as I eventually I caught up to him; I could only roll my eyes. Aaah… Sirius, the game never ends…
A thought just popped up in my head.
Why didn't I think about this before? Why couldn't I ask Sirius about her name! He knows practically every female species in Hogwarts- he must know Evans…! I could feel a sizzle of rush in my blood; excited and anxious as my curiosity might just be over. Now if I just act like it's about nothing…
"Hey... ehm… Sirius…" I pressed down my unruly hair trying to act casual, "I was just wondering, since you've called yourself as a girl expert and all…" I chuckled, trying not to sound too obvious, "Do you know a girl in Hogwarts named Evans?"
He looked at me oddly; still managing to send winks to the girls passing by. "Evans?" He rubbed his chin with his hand, "I heard the name before… but I'm not sure which one she is…what's her first name again?"
I looked a bit uneasy -Have no idea why I looked uneasy- "Actually, that's what I wanted to know..."
He scrunched his forehead, "Hmm… what is that girl's first name… Hmm…urgh…well sorry to disappoint you bro, but don't think I know…"
My stomach churned. I'm beginning to look desperate-- What other ways to find out? How could Sirius not know her first name!
Sirius suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face me with a queer look on his face, "Why Potter?" He smiled at me teasingly, "have you finally found someone that you're interested in- besides the other way around?"
I elbowed him. "Shut up Padfoot, it's nothing like that. I just wanted to know her name that's all…" I trailed off.
Sirius' silvery gray eyes somewhat did a weird dance, "Well mate, if there's a girl that could get you all weird up like that, she's got to be quite something and don't you worry buddy, with my expertise on girls -- especially beautiful girls-- I will do everything in my power to help you find out her first name…"
Hot blood rushed to my cheeks, and I shoved an elbow right into his stomach. Unbalanced, he fell backwards quite awkwardly; knocking down the person who was walking right behind him.
"Ough. What did u do that for Prongs!" I managed to help him up, grinning still.
"Ow, sorry Padfoot! I guess I came on too strong for you," I held out a hand to help up the poor person he seemed to have sat on, "And you too. Sorry mate, this big oaf over here doesn't really have good refl--"
I tried to get the rest of the words out, there were only two letters left to spill out, but my voice wouldn't come out. I gulped a breath of air and looked down onto the person that was still sprawled on the floor, books everywhere and schoolbag ripped noticeable open. I discovered my self back into the trance- the light auburn curls, the glowing fair skin…
Evans.
I didn't even realize my hand was still outstretched in position to help her up. She didn't budge though; I hardly thought she'd notice my limb waiting. She was too busy gathering her books and trying to stuff them into her already ripped bag.
I shook my head hard and knelt down to her level, trying to gather more books that was left scattered on the floor,
"Ehm…here... I--" My mouth suddenly felt dry, "Err…sorry bout that. You know, Sirius, such a klutz.- Idiot…" Taking the books from my hand, she managed a nod. Not saying another word.
I gave my self a mental slap. Great James-- way to go on first impressions.
I held out my hand again, offering to help her up, but she didn't accept. When she finally stood up, I found myself staring into those wide green emeralds looking back at me-- I never noticed how her eyes really sparkled.
Feeling my ears grow hot now, I managed to let my voice out a little bit, "So, ehm… you going to have breakfast?"
What was that James? That was a good one. What else would she be doing going to the great hall? In the background, I could hear Sirius muffled choke of laughter.
She nodded, her eyes looking down.
"Well, ehm… after you..." I gestured her to go first; she hesitantly followed the gesture. As she made her way past me, her eyes still looking down, I could swear I smelled the small hint of strawberries. I looked back to see Sirius grinning from ear to ear.
I mouthed him to stuff it, but he just rolled his eyes, and when I looked back to let her sit near Remus-- she was nowhere in sight.
What!
She was just here!
I looked around, quite frantically, trying to find out where she went. She couldn't have gone far! I looked along the Gryffindor table and saw no sign of her. I looked back at Sirius, and he looked just as confused as I was.
I slumped down into the chair next to Remus who was already happily munching on a strawberry jam toast. And to think, I didn't even get to find out her name!
Well that just does it. James Potter, that wasstrike two.
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