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Lily followed James out of the great hall, and wondered what he wanted to ask her. James stopped by the marble staircase and turned around to face Lily, looking worried.
"Ok, Lily-"
"Potter," Lily began, confused, "did you just call me 'Lily'?"
"Well, yeah, I figure if we have to start getting along, we could at least start using each other's first names."
"I guess you're right, James" she said, slightly blushing. Lily? Why are you blushing? Stop blushing? Can Pott- I mean James see it? Oh, god I hope not, Lily thought remembering what she smelt in the Amortentia.
"Well, anyway, this is about quidditch," he began, and noticing Lily's blush, he thought, Why is she blushing? Does she know what I smelt in the potion? Did she hear me say 'Lily's perfume'? God, I hope not.
"Quidditch?" Lily asked.
"Yes, quidditch. Well, like Ladd was saying, it's a big match on Sunday, and you're gonna have to be seeker in it."
"Why? Why can't I just tell him I can't play?"
"Lily, frankly, I've never skipped a quidditch game in all my 4 years of playing; even when I had two broken arms, and when my lip wouldn't stop bleeding, and even when I had a bad case or acid-pox, I still played. There's know way you can just sit out!"
"But there's no way I can play, either!"
"Well, have you ever been on a broom before?"
"No, and I don't want to! I'm terrified on heights!"
This could pose a problem, thought James." Well, too bad, cause you are playing in that game whether you want to or not!" he said sternly.
"You can't make me!" screamed Lily. There's no way I'm gonna play in a quidditch game! No way at all!
"Oh, I think I can!" said James slyly.
"And how's that, Potter?"
"Well, seeing as I'm in your body, if I wanted to, I could 'accidentally' cut off all your hair! Or I could make you run around the school naked, or let's see, I can think of all sorts of things I could do to ruin your reputation!"
"God, Potter, I can't believe this! I mean, do you want me to make a fool of you on the quidditch field? I have no clue how to play!" this will be terrible, I can feel it!
"That's why I'm gonna give you some quidditch lessons! Every day after dinner, in addition to your team practices. By the match, you should be a fair seeker then."
"Every day? That sure is a lot, Potter. How about every other day," she complained.
"Nope, every day, Evans." I can only hope she isn't as bad as she looks, and maybe she'll be ok by Sunday.
"Alright, I guess I don't have much of a choice, do I?"
"Great, you see it my way, now after dinner today I'll meet you at the quidditch pitch, don't forget to wear your quidditch gear, and get my broom, and please, don't do anything to harm it," James winced at the thought of someone else on his broom. Then the bell rang. "See you tonight, Evans" And then James went to join Caroline, Parker and Candace as they went to their next class.
Great, I have to play quidditch. I have to spend my next class in the company of Sirius Black. And I don't even have Caroline to vent to. Joy. She thought as she joined Sirius on his way to charms.
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Lily's afternoon classes went faster than they ever did before. It was even more of a shock since she had to sit with Sirius Black though all of them.
All she heard though charms, divination, and defense against the dark arts was Sirius's rambling, and then Potter's words in the back of her mind saying "quidditch tonight"
Sooner than Lily would have liked, the bell rang.
"Yay! Hey, James, class is over finally! And now its time for dinner"
"Oh, joy," said Lily.
"Prongs, you know it's Monday, so that means we are having spaghetti! I love spaghetti! Almost as much as fire whiskey, and that says a lot!" Sirius continued to ramble.
"Sirius, why don't you go ahead to the great hall and save us seats," said Remus as the four sixth years walked down the great marble staircase in the entrance hall.
"Alright, Moony," he said as he sped off to the great hall.
"James, are you ok, you've been acting rather strange today. First you were skipping classes with Lily, then you put on that orange fag-shirt, then your potion in potions was perfect, and you haven't said anything since lunch! What's wrong?"
What should I say? I can't tell him the truth, if I told Remus I was really Lily, he'd flip! I'd be straight off to St. Mungo's tonight!
"I'm just not feeling to well, Remus. I dunno, it's weird, ever since Evans tried to strangle me last night, I just haven't been myself." Yeah, that's a good one, Lily.
"No kidding," he said.
"Yeah," Lily laughed nervously, hoping Remus wouldn't say anything else.
"Well, are you sure that's it, Prongs?"
"Yeah, uh, Moony!" Lily said. I think that's what they call Remus; the marauders have the stupidest nicknames! Prongs? Moony? And I swear I've heard James call Peter, 'Wormy'. I do worry about them sometimes.
"Ok, well, let's go join Sirius and eat, now."
They walked into the great hall and joined Sirius and Peter, who was wearing one of Landon's orange shirts, too. He had the polka-dot one.
"… and that's when he said 'at least I don't smell of rotting cheese!' Hahahahaha! Can you believe that Eric- Oh, hey, Moony and Jamsie-poo! What took you so long? It's spaghetti night!"
"You told us that already, Padfoot," replied Remus.
"Here, James, have some spaghetti," Sirius offered.
"I don't eat spaghetti, Sirius," commented Lily.
"Prongs? Are you sure you're not sick? You love spaghetti! Last Monday you ate like ten platters of it! All last week you couldn't stop talking about how you were looking forward to Monday."
"Um, I just don't want to eat it today," said Lily nervously, not wanting to blow the whole 'switched thing' but also not wanting any spaghetti, since she was allergic.
"Ok," Remus said suspiciously. James seriously isn't himself today. Behaving well in class, not wanting spaghetti, what's next, not wanting to play quidditch?
-
James sat down with Caroline, Parker, and Candace at the Gryffindor table in the great hall. He then looked down and saw what they were having for dinner.
"Heck Yes! It's Monday! Spaghetti!" yelled James so loudly that the whole great hall turned around and stared.
"Lily? What are you screaming for? Everyone's looking!" said Candace, turning a little pink with embarrassment over Lily's newfound 'wildness'.
"Yeah Lils, and aren't you allergic to spaghetti?" said Caroline.
"What-" said James as he put a large and very un-ladylike glob of spaghetti into his mouth.
"Uh-oh," Parker said worriedly. "This isn't good."
Then James noticed he had a zit or bug bite or something on his hand. Then another one popped up. And another. What the hell? He thought.
"What's happening?" he said worried.
"Omigod, Lily, you've got hives!"
"She's turning red!" someone across the room screamed and pointed at James.
Why the heck did she not tell me she's allergic to spaghetti? Damn! I'm a frickin' pepperoni pizza! He thought. Even worse than that, my throats all stuffed up. I can't breath! Damn it!
"I can't breathe!" gasped James.
"Hiveass, boggeto!" said Caroline while moving her wand at James. Instantly the hives started disappearing.
"Thanks, Caroline, how'd you know that?"
"I don't know, I figured it might come in handy if you had an outbreak," she said. "Why'd you eat that anyway?"
"I, um, forgot I was allergic."
"Ok," she said, wondering to herself how you can forget you're allergic to something.
How can you forget that you are allergic to something? She thought.
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Omigod, James did not just eat spaghetti! Why the heck did I not tell him I'm frickin' allergic? Lily thought. That's a clever spell, though, what would I do with out Caroline?
"Wow, what just happened to Lily?"
"Well, Moony, it looks like she got all read and shaky and then Caroline cast some spell on her, and it went away," said Sirius as if it was some common thing and that was a perfectly adequate explanation.
"No, she's just allergic to spaghetti," Lily told them.
"Oh, hey, how'd you know that?"
"I don't know, I just did?" said Lily nervously.
"Whatever."
Lily went back to being quiet through the remainder of dinner, realizing that that was the best idea. As soon as she finished she hurried out of the great hall and up to James's dorm room.
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Hmmm, Remus thought, James really isn't acting himself, I know he said he wasn't feeling well but still, he's been sick before and has never, ever acted so weird so…different.
"I'm worried about James" he said to Sirius and Peter, which was more like talking to thin air since Sirius was engulfing his fourth helping of spaghetti and Peter seemed to be talking to his silverware,
Strange boy, that Pettigrew kid… Remus thought before slapping Sirius on the back and saying again, "I'm worried about James"
"Prongs was acting a little well, weird, and I mean weird not as in weird James weird, but as in, normal person weird. Follow me?" Sirius said between bites.
"Strangely, I do" said Remus, impressed that he knew what Sirius had said. "I know we've said this before, but I just don't understand it."
"Me either, Moony, but James will come around, he's probably just shook up about the whole near death experience from last night, 'ya know?"
"Which on? Lily strangling him or you farting on him?" Remus stated with a laugh.
"Very funny, Remus, I was talking about Lily strangling him."
"I see," said Remus, still laughing
"Now, if you two would excuse me," said Sirius with a grin, "I have an appointment I need to be at in 10 minutes, and I can't leave her waiting" And Sirius left the table and strutted out of the great hall.
"What did he mean by 'appointment', and 'her'," asked Peter, who had looked up from his silverware and heard what Sirius said.
"It's Sirius, what do you expect?" said Remus. "I highly suspect he is off to rendezvous with a member of the opposite sex."
"You mean he's going on a date" Peter said, in awe of the thought.
"You, could say that, I guess, but in Sirius's lowly mind, I believe he will take her to the broom closet and then check her off 'the list' that he and James had talked about yesterday. Shallow, yes, but that's Sirius," he said disapprovingly.
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"Well", James said a he finished his piece of apple-cranberry pie, "I guess I'll be off now." Oh, I really hope that they don't follow me or anything; I've got to meet Lily and teach her Quidditch! He thought.
"Oh, where are you going?" said Candace, looking up from her book.
"Um…bathroom?" he lied.
"Oh I'll come with you, I've been just dying to go all through dinner," said Parker, as she got up to follow.
Great, I forgot how girls always have to go to the bathroom together. Why do they do that, anyway? Well now I have to think up another excuse. Think, James, think.
"Um, I'd rather go by myself, not feeling to well and all, you know, after this morning and the whole 'allergic to spaghetti' thing." James said nervously, hoping that this would work.
"Oh yeah, of course, I'll wait for Caro and Candace then, Lily, you go on up," she said.
Thank God that worked! James thought.
-
When Lily finally got up to the Marauder dorm, as was carved on the door in bold letters, she spent more than twenty minutes rummaging through all the junk, looking for James's quidditch things. So far she found his leg guards, one wrist guard, and his quidditch robe.
The buildup of dust around was huge, and there were piles and piles of unknown items lying about. She found books, old fire-whiskey bottles, many crumbs, and a small bottle with a slipper liquid coming out. She did not want to know what this was not to mention what it was used for.
Ok, all I need is another wrist guard and the broom, Lily. I mean how hard can it be to find a broom? They're kinda big, aren't they?
After a little longer of rummaging through old newspapers, smelly socks, and, to her disgust, a box full of porn magazines, she tripped over an open gym bag that said 'Lion Quidditch' on it, and on the side, the initials 'J.P.'. Well, I guess this is what I need, thought Lily as she put the items she found in the bag with several other items in it. Now, to find the broom.
Lily spotted the broom in the left corner of the room, next to James's bed. As she was going to get it, the door of the dorm burst open to reveal Sirius and some girl into some intense snogging.
Lily gaped at them. What a man whore! Lily thought.
"Oh, um sorry, James, I didn't know you were in here," began Sirius, as he came up for air. "This is Emily!" he told her, pointing to the slightly flushed girl."
"Amanda!" said the girl.
"Sorry, babe, I meant Amanda. You know I know you're name. Amanda, what a beautiful name, too. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl," he said in her ear, seductively.
Amanda just smiled, and leaned in to kiss him again, then became aware of 'James' standing there.
"James, you mind?" said Sirius.
"Oh, yeah, sorry," said Lily as she grabbed the broom and left.
-
Oh my god, I can't believe I saw that, thought Lily as she made her way out to the quidditch pitch to meet James.
She passed a gaggle of girls on the way down. "You go". "No, you" she heard in whispers.
Then one girl came up to her and said, "Hey, James."
"Um, hi," said Lily. How the heck does he get little midgets to hit on him! That arrogant twat! He eats it all up, too.
"What are you doing later?" she said as she batted her eyelashes.
"Um, I have to get to quidditch, bye," she said and left. Yeah, that was a little rude, but oh well, I'm already late because of his messy dorm.
She then went down the marble staircase into the entrance hall and walked out to the quidditch pitch.
-
"You're late," a familiar voice said.
"Well, you could've made it easier for me to find all your stupid junk! Your dorm is a pig sty! And I thought Parker was messy! How come you never clean?"
"Well, that's what life with Sirius Black does to you," he said, laughing, "But did you see Remus's bed? It was pretty clean."
"Um, no, was it the one with the violet teddy bear on it?" she asked, hoping that it wasn't and Remus does not sleep with a teddy bear.
"No, that one was Peters, I guess his bed is pretty neat, at least the times he doesn't pee in it."
"Oh, that explains it."
"Well, anyway, we need to get started, because like I said, you're late Evans."
"That's because your dorm is so filthy! And we've been through this, Potter! And what happened to getting along and calling each other's first names, I want to switch back as soon as possible!" Lily was getting angry now.
"Okay what ever, Lily," he said, making an emphasis on her name. "Let's just get started.
"Whatever, what do I have to do?" she asked.
"Well, first, I was thinking we should start from the basics. Lay the broom next to you on the ground and say 'up!' loudly."
"I know how to get on James, we've had lessons! Just teach me how to play the damn game!"
"Feisty!" he said. "Then how about you fly around the pitch a couple of times, and I can see how your handling skills are."
"Okay, up!" and then the broom reluctantly rose up, obviously knowing Lily wasn't James, and Lily mounted it, and kicked off.
"Now just get some more air, yes about to there," James directed Lily, "Now Push your handle down and even up the broom. Good. Now lean forward, but not down, and fly in a large circle. Try not to wobble that much, Lily"
Omigod! I'm flying! Geez Louise I'm high! I hate heights! Omigodomigodomigodomigodomigod! I'm high! Okay, Lily, focus, and the better you get along with Potter, the quicker I'm in my own body. Okay. I can do this. I think.
"Lily, you're still wobbling, and honestly, can't you go any faster? You're moving as slow as a flobberworm!" I'm definitely doomed!
"I'm trying! But it's really high up here! DO you have any idea how hard it is to fly? Wait… I guess you do." He wants me to go faster? No way! It's just not possible! I'd fall, I know I would.
"Well, you aren't coming down until you can do one whole lap in thirty seconds," James declared.
"WHAT?" Thirty seconds? I couldn't do one in thirty minutes, this pitch is huge!"
"C'mon, Lily, I can do five in thirty seconds, don't be such a wimp!"
Lily groaned and began to fly faster. James Potter, if I fall of this damn broom, I will kill you!
Too bad you'd already be dead and wouldn't then be able to, James thought as Lily reluctantly increased her speed.