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A/N: Woah. I am just blown away, completely. I mean, I wake up the morning after I submitted the first chapter of this fic and have 17 reviews in my inbox. I am just amazed. To tell you the truth, I didn't think this would be that successful. Of course, that was only the first chapter. I hope the rest are as good as the first one. I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed last chapter, thank you!
I've got quite a few reviews about my grammar and punctuation in the story, sorry about that. I'll try to go over the story more before I submit it. About the comma's and apostrophes, etc. I'll just try to do better. I'm only 14 years old and not that great in english. But I'll try to work on it. If anyone out there has tips on how to improve my punctuation (especially the commas) please tell me. Thanks!
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Chapter 2: Mrs. Evans Tries To Get Remus and Peter 'Lady Friends'
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Lily stared at Potter wide eyed and open mouthed.
Her voice was gone again and all she could do was yell, No! No! No, over and over again in her head.
It was all a misunderstanding. Yeah. She misheard Potter. What he actually said was, 'Can't I see my friend once and a while?'. . .they weren't friends though. . .quite the opposite really. Well, Potter wanted to be friends, more than friends, but she'd never go out with that bullying, two-faced, arrogant, idiotic, git king, prat of all prats-okay, Lily come back to what you were actually trying to think about. You can go over what Potter is later.
Anyways, she'd never go out with him, much less agree to marry him. Urgh.
This. . .situation was horrid. It was horrendous. It was-was confusing. And very, very unpleasant.
Lily would do anything right now to be waking up from the shouts of her roommates and then promptly start worrying about the astronomy exam she didn't study for because of the git, Potter. She'd much rather be doing that, then be standing the kitchen with her mother cooking breakfast, while Potter and his friends sat at her table, eating her food. Oh, and the fact that she was engaged to Potter! Almost forgot!-hahaha. She had such a sense of humor in the least expected times-
"Lily, are you alright?" Remus asked, standing up alongside Potter. Sirius and Peter also stood up. Her mother stopped flipping the pancakes, watching Lily also, the pancakes starting to turn a faint shade of charcoal.
She didn't answer. Lily supposed she was looking a bit pale and shaky and panicked and shocked and suprised and angry and-and a bit faint. That's probably why she felt shaky. Or was that the ground? Maybe it was. She wasn't sure. All she knew was that there were three Pettigrew's, two Remus', three Black's, and to her utmost horror six Potter's standing in front of her.
Lily blinked a few times trying to clear her vision, but found no prevail.
"Oh, Merlin. . .just what I need right now. . ." Lily murmured faintly to herself,"Fourteen Marauders. . .the worse part is that six of them are. . .Potter."
"Lily, I think you need to sit down-" Potter started, walking to her slowly.
Lily hobbled back some clumsily, dangerously close to her mother's precious china collection,"No thank you, Potter. I'll be just find without you-"
"Lily, I think James is right, let's sit you dow-" Her mother cut in quickly, eyeing her china collection warily. Lily's father cut her off though.
"Will you believe this? The blasted mail wasn't even here yet! I walked out in rain for nothing!" Her father started in an irritated voice, but trailed off as he caught his wife's glare,"Oh, uh, not that I was blaming you, dear. No, I'd never blame you-"
"George, nevermind that, help James get Lily up to her room. I don't think she feels well." Lily's mother commanded, as Potter, against a very stubborn Lily's protests (even though she was a bit out of it) , took a hold of one of her arms to steady her.
"What's with you, Lily?" Potter asked,"It's almost as if you don't want me to help." He said with a laugh.
Lily, also weakly, looked towards Potter before her shoulders sagged in a depressing way. "Funny you say that. . ." She trailed off.
Potter looked at her funnily,"What did you eat last night? Maybe that's why your all-"
"All what?" Lily snapped.
"Hey, don't get mad at me if you ate sour milk or something." Potter said defensively. "Although, that would be terrible, wouldn't it? I mean, if you really were food poisoned. Then the wedding would be set back!" He added.
For probably the first time since Lily woke up that day, a small smile filled her face. She sighed in content at the thought of setting back the wedding,"Yeah. . .that would be awful."
George immediate looked towards Lily and saw her hobbling around with Potter at her side. "Wha-?"
"George, just help Lily up the stairs-"
"We can get her up, Mrs.Evans." Remus suggested politely (like always).
Carol (Lily's mother) held up her hand, "No, your our guests."
George quickly walked over to Lily and took her other arm,"No feeling well, Lily?" He asked gently as they began the journey up the stairs to her bedroom.
Lily took a shaky breath,"Oh, you have no idea, dad. None." Then promptly fainted.
Carol started to walk with them up the stairs when she glanced over at the stove. At the charcoal cakes. "Oh my lord!" She exclaimed, scrambling over and grabbing the handle of the pan with an oven mit and hurridly throwing the charcoal cakes in the nearest trash can.
Mrs. Evans started out of the kitchen again, then noticing that she still had the pan in her hand, gave it, without really paying attention, to the nearby Peter. Carol worriedly walked halfway past the china collection, stopped to examine it to make sure it was still in good condition from Lily's hobbling around, then continued after Lily, Potter, and her husband.
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Peter held up the pan in confusion,"What am I suppose to do with this?"
Sirius ignored him and grinned instead,"If we're the guests, what's James? A brother?" He asked with a snicker.
Peter snickered enthusiastically, the pan at his side now,"Ha, that would mean Lily was marrying her brother. Hahaha-ow!" He cried, rubbing his shoulder from where Remus punched him.
"Oh, cut it out, you two. James is Lily's fiance. That's why he's helping-"
"Would it really matter if he was her fiance or the muggle postman? James would still help her anyways. He'd jump off the bleedin' astronomy tower at Hogwarts if Lily asked him to. The lovestruck idiot." Sirius pointed out.
"Oh yes, he's such an idiot. James actually cares about someone other than himself. What-an-idiot!" Remus replied sarcastically.
"Yeah, yeah. I agree totally with you, Moony." Sirius said vaguely, not paying attention to Remus now that his eye was caught on something else. A pie. "Hey, do you think Mrs. Evans would mind if I just-?"
"Don't even think about it, Sirius. Peter, that applies to you as well." Remus warned.
The two sighed,"You ruin all the fun, Remus."
"Yes, well, someone has to." Remus said in a matter-of-factly voice.
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"-sure it was just pre-wedding jitters, James. I was like this an hour before my wedding."
Lily heard her mother say as her eyes fluttered open. She looked around to find herself once again in her bed. She turned her head a bit more, towards her window, to see her parents and Potter talking.
"An hour before your wedding?" Potter asked in exasperation,"Our wedding isn't for another three weeks, Mrs. Evans!"
She saw her mother pause for a moment,"Well, Lily's always been a nervous person. I'm sure that's all. With all of the excitement of planning the wedding herself, she must of just not really realized that she actually getting married and it just, er, shocked her. I'm that's all it was, James. Nothing to worry about. Lily loves you and wants to marry you if that's what your worried about. Oh, yes, your all she talks about this days-"
Lily sank into her quilt, pulling it over her head, face now burning. This was embarrassing. Even though she felt nothing but loathe to James Potter it was still embarrassing to have her mother basically confess her own love to her fiance. Not that they were actually getting married or anything like that. She would make sure of that. Great, mum's still going. . .
"-and she just thinks your-your swell-"
Lily groaned. Swell?
Her father must of her for he cleared his throat,"Dear, I think James gets the message. Maybe you should leave it at that before you cause, er, damage-no that's not the right word. Before you scare James away I think is the right thing. . .nevermind." He finished after a glare from Carol.
Lily took a peek at the three, glancing at Potter. He didn't seem at all embarrassed or even pink in the least. Happy, actually. He had a huge grin on his face,"She says all that stuff about me?"
"Well, of course, dear. What did you think she said about you?" Carol asked.
Potter laughed,"Oh, she hasn't always thought about me that way, as you know."
Her parents also laughed.
What were they laughing about? She was so confused.
"You should have seen our rows when we were fifteen. Those were the worst." Potter said smiling as he remembered.
Lily's heart stopped beating. . .well, not literally. There really wouldn't be a story if our main character just all of a sudden died. Not to mention our other main character, Potter, would be heartbroken.
Anyways, her heart slowed at this information. What Potter just said was past tense. That meant being fifteen was the past! That meant they weren't fifteen! That meant she wasn't fifteen!. . .how old was she?
Lily, without warning, threw her blanket aside and ran out of the room, past her bewildered parents and Potter, to her bathroom in the hall. The door was closed and Lily turned the knob only to find it stuck. She scoffed,"Stupid door, never would open properly. I thought dad fixed it!" She finally got it open as Potter and her parents came out of her bedroom.
Lily walked into the bathroom and shut the door, hands trembling and eyes closed tight. When she had gotten dressed, Lily hadn't even taken a glance at her reflection. She flipped on the light. Lily took a deep breath,"Okay, count to three, Lily and open your eyes. . .One. . .t-"
"Lily, are you alright?" Her mother asked on the other side of the door.
Lily sighed,"Yes, I'm fine. . .tw-"
"Are you sure? Do you want some chicken soup or-"
"I'm sitting on the toilet, mum. Could this wait till after I'm out of the bathroom?" Lily lied patiently.
There was a pause,"Alright, Lily, we'll be in the kitchen if you need us. . .I'll get the chicken soup started-"
"Carol, come on." Her father's voice cut in.
Lily let out a breath and began counting again,"One. . .two. . .t-"
"Why are you counting?" James voice asked through the door.
Lily's head turned towards the door, and if her eyes were open they'd be glaring at the door. "None of your bu-. . ." Lily stopped and thought for a moment.
If she acted liked she always did around James and his friends, they'd become suspicious. They'd think she'd gone insane or something! For now, she thought depressingly, I'm just going to have be act nicer to him.
"I wasn't counting. What are you still doing here anyways?"
"I was just going to wait for you-"
"You don't need to wait. It could be a while. I'll be fine." Lily hoped he'd take the hint.
". . .Okay. Just call if you need me." He must have.
Lily gave what seemed like the hundredth sigh today, before starting counting again."One. . .Two. . .Three!" Her eyes flew open and she stared at her reflection. Lily took a caution step back."Oh, my. . ." She trailed off. This wasn't the fifteen year old self she looked at ever day in the mirror. This definitely wasn't.
Her hair was longer and more styled then in 5th year. She was a probably 5 inches taller and a little slimmer. Lily had matured; she looked so different. . .now that she thought about it. . .they all looked more matured. James and his crew, she meant. Lily hadn't really thought about it during all the shock of being Potter's fiancee.
But now, after her head was cleared a bit, they did look older. Probably in their late teens or early twenties. Lily'd have to check and see how old she actually was.
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"Ah, Lily! Are you feeling better?" Her father asked as Lily entered the kitchen a while later after the visit to the bathroom.
Potter pulled out a chair next to him for her. Lily hesitated. She didn't want to sit by Potter. But, they were engaged and she had to appear as if everything was normal. Lily sat down in the chair stiffly. She sniffed. "I'm feeling better. The reason for not feeling well was probably from staying up too late last night." Lily lied.
"I checked on you at about 9:00 and you were fast asleep." Her mother pointed out slowly as she sat down a bowl of steaming chicken soup in front of Lily.
Lily's eyes widened and she gulped some,"Oh," She said in a weak voice,"I woke up about 10:00 and read for a few hours."
"Lily! You shouldn't be staying up that late! You need rest." Her mother scolded.
Lily grabbed her spoon and began stirring it distractedly in her soup,"I'm-I'm. . .uh. . ." How old was she? She was going to have to take a guess. . .". . .I'm 20 years old, mother! Not a child!"
Normally, Lily was always in a fairly good mood around her parents, never snapping, but she had had a rather bad day today.
For a second, Lily actually thought she had guessed right. . .
Until Potter put a hand on her knee under the table and patted it gentle,"18, Lily."
"Yeah! 18. . .18?. . .Wow." Lily mused to herself, distractingly shaking Potter's hand off her knee. "Three years. . ." She murmured slowly.
She had come three years into the future, that is if she had actually come into the future at all.
In three years, she would be engaged and apparently, 'in love' with James Potter. Not that that would ever happen. She wouldn't let it happen.
"Eat your soup before it gets cold, dear." Her mother called from the sink where she was washing dishes,"Or before your father gets to it."
George instantly grabbed a nearby newspaper and buried himself in it.
Lily, in spite of everything, laughed. Her parents could always make her laugh, even unintentionally.
She looked over at the Marauders. They seemed to be discussing quidditch related topics. Potter casually had an arm on the back of her chair, much to her displeasure.
A question appeared in her mind,"Where's Petunia?"
"Oh, I'm sure she's with Vernon." Her father said behind the newspaper.
"They're on another date? It seems like that's all they do." Lily said with a laugh. No one else laughed.
Even the Marauders looked up from their discussion.
Her father's newspaper went down slightly, showing George's face,"Well, they are married, after all, Lily."
Lily's eyes widened. Petunia married Vernon Dursley? When did that happen? Petunia Evans was now Petunia Dursley?
How many more shocks and suprises was she going to get today? Because between herself and. . .well, herself, Lily was tired of them.
Potter and his friends began to have another discussion. A serious discussion. Must be really serious, considering the amount of serious discussions the Marauders have. Maybe they grew up a bit.
Her father went back to his newspaper, glancing around it every once and a while to watch Lily curiously. Her mother also glanced up at her after washing a dish or two.
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The clock on the kitchen wall chimed three times. It was 3:00.
Carol had eventually sat down, after washing the dishes, and the group talked over tea and biscuits.
Lily wasn't having a very pleasant time though. A lot of the stuff they talked about just got her more confused. She was quiet most of the time. There were a few interesting things said though.
"Lily, when do you want to get your dress?" Her mother asked after a long, tiring explanation on how exactly a television worked.
"My dress?" She asked in confusion. When wasn't she confused?
"Yes. Your wedding dress. Surely you haven't forgotten that, too." Carol said with a laugh.
Lily had 'forgotten' about the date of the wedding, where the wedding was, and whether she wanted chocolate or white for their wedding cake, that last one since her mother forgot herself. Except her mother actually forgot, Lily just didn't know.
Potter looked at her with amusement. It seemed he had also noticed her 'forgetfulness'.
Lily tried hard to bite back a 'What are you looking at?'.
"Oh, uh, how about this Tuesday?" She asked.
"Today's Tuesday." Sirius pointed out.
Lily tried to laugh it off and pretend like she just 'forgot' again. "Oh, well, how about. . .tomorrow?" She asked.
Carol nodded,"That's sounds lovely. We'll stop and get something for lunch after."
There were many conversations like that one, with Lily 'forgetting' many facts.
Lily just wanted Potter and his friends to leave so she could go hide out in her bedroom.
Not only was conversations getting irritating, but the glances and smiles Potter would throw her every once and a while were getting unnerving.
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"So. . .do you two plan to have children?" Carol asked after a long silence, other than the chewing of biscuits and the annoying slurps Peter was making as he drank his tea.
Lily and Potter, who were both in the middle of chewing their biscuits when she asked, choked.
George sighed and rolled his eyes,"Carol, at least wait till they don't have food in their mouths to ask unexpected questions." He said, patting Lily on her back as Remus patted Potter' back.
Lily cleared her throat awkwardly while Potter gulped down his cup of tea entirely and asked with a strained voice if there might happen to be anymore tea. Or firewhiskey. He didn't actually say that, since Lily's parents didn't know what it was and besides even if they did, it wouldn't exactly put Potter on their good list. No, Potter didn't actually say that, but he sure looked like he needed some right then.
Lily decided to not say anything. She was fifteen and her mum was asking if she was planning to have children. She was only fifteen!. . .besides, it's Potter. Did she know what people had to do to have children?. . .well, of course her mother did, but still. . .she would never do anything with Potter. She'd vowed never to. . .do anything with someone until she was married to that someone. And she wasn't going to marry Potter, so that was settled.
Lily could feel Potter' eyes glance at her through the corner of her eye.
He cleared his throat as everyone (excepted Lily, who was avoiding looking at him) stared at him intently, and took Lily's hand in his own.
Lily unwillingly let him. She kept telling herself to act normal. And that was normal she supposed. Potter and her were engaged and supposedly in love. They would want to hold hands and. . .show other signs of affection, she supposed.
"Uh, well, we-you see-Lily-I-we've talked about it and sure. We'd like to have children." Potter said in a still strained voice,"Later. In the future. . .a lot later in the future. Right, Lily?" He added quickly after seeing Carol's gaze on him.
". . .Right. . ."
"That's wonderful! Isn't, George? We'll have grandchildren!" Carol said happily.
George looked up from a rather interesting (to him anyway) article about the weather yesterday (rain and snow),"Oh, of course, dear. Yes, that would be spiffy." Her mother scowled at him and took a sip of tea before starting to tell him off for 'not listening to a word she said' and how 'he never paid attention to her'.
Lily covered up her laughter behind her tea cup. She was laughing despite of everything going on again.
Potter noticed and leaned towards her ear,"What are you laughing about?" He followed her gaze (It was on her father), but must have mistaken it on Sirius, who was sitting on the right side of George, crossing his eyes in a childish way, for the reason for her laughter,"Sirius?" He questioned her with amusement,"He's not that funny, if that's what your laughing about. I can do that." Potter said, obviously trying to show off in front of her. He crossed his eyes too.
Lily had stopped laughing and furrowed her eyebrows as she looked between Potter and Sirius.
They were both crossing their eyes.
Apparently, they really hadn't grown up much.
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The clock now chimed four times. It was 4:00.
Potter stood around 4:05. "Want to go for a walk, Lily? I've got to leave in about 20 minutes." He asked hopefully, holding out his hand.
Lily debated.
She could say she felt faint and didn't think she should walk around.
That would cause her mum to go into a panic fest and say she needed to go to the nearest hospital. Her father would look at her with concern, but say nothing, waiting for her mother to say something utterly panic stricken, then try to reason with her and calm Carol down.
Potter would also get worried and say they should take her to St. Mungo's. His friends would just look at her in concern and not say anything, probably. Remus might suggest something, politely, of course. Sirius might say something stupid and unnecessary.
No, Lily thought, that excuse wasn't worth all the trouble. And she didn't have time to think of another excuse. Lily didn't want to be alone with him. Actually, she didn't want to be around him at all. Maybe she could just get up real slowly or ask for another cup of tea to get rid of some time-
"Lily?" Potter asked, hand still out.
Lily stood up, not taking his hand, but still agreeing to walk with him. She began to walk to the back door, where the backyard laid. Leaving Potter a bit miffed at Lily not taking his hand.
"Can I come along too, James?" Sirius called out to him teasingly as he walked out of the kitchen.
James looked over his shoulder with a sarcastic 'ha-ha' look on his face.
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"Well, James just left us." Sirius stated in a huff.
"Yes, how dare James want to spend time with his fiancee. How dare he." Remus stated dullfully, stirring his tea drearily.
He had been a bit on the touchy side lately, due to the fact that the full moon was coming up.
Carol looked up from her romance novel to Remus,"You sound a bit down, Remus. Did you have a bad ending with someone lately?" She asked sympathetically.
Remus tensed and looked up at Mrs. Evans. "Oh, no, no, no. Just a bit tired, that's all."
"Is there sugar, Mrs. Evans? The sugar bowl's empty." Peter asked, craning his head around the kitchen.
Mrs. Evans wordlessly, without looking away from Remus, opened the cabinet door conveniently located next to her, grabbing a 5 pound bag of sugar and distractedly dropping it into Peter's lap (He sat on her left side).
"Er, thanks." He said, picking up the bag and examining it. Then, after a few seconds of examination, Peter tore open the top slowly and began to pour the sugar into his cup slowly, only for it to get a bit out of hand, sugar pouring into his cup quickly. He gave a small squeal, pulling the bag up rapidly. His cup was filled to the brim with sugar, the tea overflowing onto the table clothe.
Sirius watched him the whole time, chuckling. "Way to go, Pete."
Meanwhile. . .
"So, tell me Remus, do you have a lady friend?" She asked.
Her husbands newspaper lowered slightly, listening to the conversation wearily.
Remus gulped, "Oh, well, no, not-not really-"
"Wonderful! I know a lovely girl just for you! She just started working at the salon I get my hair done at. Her names Karen. She does a lovely job with my bangs. I'm sure you'll like her. I bet she'd love to go out with you someti-"
George decided to save Remus then,"Dear, I don't think Remus is looking for a lady friend right now."
"Well, of course he is, aren't you, Remus?" Carol asked
"Well, no, not-"
"Mrs. Evans, Remus, here," Sirius gave Remus a hard slap on the back,"is never looking for a lady friend. I wouldn't even waste my time on him. But I'm sure my other friend, Peter, here, would love a lady friend, wouldn't you, Peter?" Sirius asked, giving Peter a hard slap on the back this time.
Mrs. Evans' head snapped to Peter instantly, all thoughts on Remus gone. "Oh? Are you Peter?"
George rolled his eyes and sighed, he gave up. Sirius snickered. Remus looked relieved.
Peter looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
"What?" He asked quickly. Peter was trying to scoop out the sugar with a spoon into a a napkin. He stopped though, in mid-scoop.
"Oh, Karen. She's a lovely girl. Smart-"
George snorts here,"If that girl's smart, then your biscuits here, are geniuses."
Carol glared,"-as I was saying. Karen is. . .well, she might not be a genius, but-well, the important thing is that she's nice. And pretty."
George laughed,"Yeah, go for the lookers, Peter, I did and see what I live with?"
Sirius laughed with him, then noticed no one else was and weakly trailed off.
George also stopped laughing and coughed,"I mean. . .ah, I'll just be going to the bathroom." He said, standing up and kissing his glaring wife on the cheek and began to walk-no, speed jog out of the kitchen, stopping and walking back to the table to grab his newspaper.
Silence.
"Anyways, Peter, I know you'll just adore her-"
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Lily sighed and sat down on a bench under one of the trees.
Potter sat down as well. Too close for her liking though.
"We're doing a lot of walking, aren't we?" He asked, grinning down at her.
Lily avoided his gaze and laughed dullfully, she didn't think he noticed. Or at least she hoped he didn't.
She could see out of the corner of her eye that he had stopped grinning and silence fill the air.
Lily knew he was still watching her.
She was use to this. Even back at Hogwarts, Potter would watch her if he was nearby. She wondered what he thought about when he looked at her. Probably something perverted, she guessed.
Lily felt an arm go around her shoulders, pulling her closer. "What's wrong?" Potter asked.
Her eyes widened, talk Lily, talk!
"Nothing." She said quickly, almost too quickly. "Why do you say that?"
Potter tilted his head some, gazing at her eyes,"Well, you seem to be. . .avoiding me or maybe it's my imagination. And the whole fainting thing. . ." He trailed off.
"Oh, I was just tired. It was nothing you said." Lily lied quickly, again almost too quickly.
Potter dropped his arm from her shoulder slowly and looked away from her for once. "Do you not want to get married, Lily? Is that what this is about?" He asked after awhile.
Lily could see James face wasn't happy. Anything but happy, right now.
This was her chance.
This was her chance to call off the wedding. Her chance to get rid of Potter.
She opened her mouth, then closed it. As she watched Potter, she soften some. Yes, even Potter could make her soften a bit. It was hard, but when she saw how awful he looked right now, anyone could have soften.
Maybe he did care for her-some. No, he probably only wanted to marry her because she was-she was. . .well, she couldn't really think of anything really special about her enough to actually marry her for.
Potter looked at the ground blankly,"I knew it." He let out a breath.
Lily bit her lip, she still had time to call off the wedding, three weeks, she had learned that earlier. "No, I want to marry you. . ." Lily couldn't say his first name yet, though. She just couldn't. It would always be Potter to her.
Potter looked sharply over at her,"Your not just kidding me, are you? Because I don't want to get married only to find out you didn't really want to marry me. That would be awkward and depressing. Very depressing, actually." He said, still sounding miserable.
Strange how his mood could change so fast. Just a while ago, he was laughing and having a jolly good time with her parents and his friends.
Lily paused,". . .No, I'm not."
She supposed that convinced him enough, his face visibly relaxed and he-urgh, no! He was hugging her now. She patted his back awkwardly.
Potter sighed in relief,"You know, you had me worried there for a while, Love."
Lily felt kind of bad. Maybe she should have called off the wedding when he asked, get it over with sooner.
They sat like that for awhile, a comfortable silence in the air. Or at least comfortable silence for a Potter. Lily was anything, but comfortable.
Potter ran a hand through her long hair slowly,"I love you, Lily. You know that, right?"
Lily froze.
"Oy! Loverboy!" Sirius voice called.
Potter pulled slightly away and looked over his shoulder at Sirius, who was standing just outside the backdoor. "What?"
"We've got to go!" Sirius called back.
Peter appeared behind Sirius and shoved his way through,"Please, James!" He called desperately.
Carol's voice was heard,"Peter, I just called up Karen! She said she'd love to go on a date with you!"
Peter moaned.
Sirius patted him on the back,"Good going, Peter. You have a lady friend now."
Remus seemed to still be in the house.
He soon joined Peter and Sirius outside. . .
"Oh, Remus, I know a daughter of a friend of mine, she's lovely as well. Very smart too-"
Potter chuckled and turned back to Lily, still close. Lily didn't like the look in his eye. It was an impish kind of look. She still couldn't get over what he said. Did he-?
Oh, dear Merlin, he's not going to-
Potter leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. His grip on her waist tightened, pulling her closer to him.
Lily didn't know what to do. She didn't know that much about kissing. Sure she'd been given a couple pecks on the cheek, even a peck on the lips, but she'd never just been kissed. Potter seemed to know what to do, as if they had kissed all the time. . .which to Lily's displeasure, they probably had.
The kiss was soon broken as they heard her father's voice just inside the door,"Now, Carol, don't pester Remus about another one of your friends daughter or in fact, another salon girl. Where's Lily and James?"
Potter stood up, grinning widely, he took a dazed Lily's hand and began to drag her back to the house.
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"Bye, James dear, see you soon!" Lily's mother called.
"Yes, good-bye, James." George called as well.
The Marauders were walking out the front door, ready to apparate.
Lily made sure she was behind her father, so that Potter wouldn't be able to grab her unexpectedly and kiss her again. She had had too many shocks and suprises today.
"Remus, Peter, remember to talk to me soon about Karen and Susan (Carol's friend's daughter)!" She added. Then thought of something apparently,"Sirius, I just had the most wonderful idea! There's a girl at the market that's just lovely-"
"Dear, I think the telephone's ringing." George lied quickly.
"Oh. Well, good bye, you four!" Carol call at last, running to the phone.
Potter walked back up to the door and peeked around George, who realized Lily was behind him and walked back to the kitchen to give James and Lily some privacy.
"I'll see tomorrow, then, Lily, okay?"
Lily stared at him,"Why?" She asked rather bluntly.
"You forgot?" Potter asked.
Lily remained silent.
"Oh, well, we're having dinner with my parents, at 7:00." Potter explained. He looked at her curiously for a moment, probably still wondering about her 'forgetting' dinner tomorrow night. Finally, Potter swooped down and kissed her cheek, threw a wink, and walked off to stand with his friends. "Bye, Lily! Why don't you eat some. . .ah, carrots or something to help your forgetfulness?" Potter asked cluelessly.
"Carrots?" She asked.
"Carrots?" Remus asked.
"Carrots?" Sirius asked.
"What were we talking about again?" Peter asked.
"I just made it up, alright?" Potter explained.
Lily nodded and closed the door, not saying good-bye.
She leaned again the hall wall, thinking.
Maybe what Potter said earlier was right. Maybe she just ate something sour and now she was having delusions or something. Her pumpkin juice did taste a bit strange.
Oh, who was she kidding, the pumpkin juice tasted good last night. It wasn't sour or bad. None of her food tasted bad.
All she wanted now was to wake up in her bed at Hogwarts, fifteen again, and most definitely not engaged to James Potter.
. . .Through all of her jumbled thoughts, Lily still couldn't forget what James said while they were hugging on the bench.
I love you, Lily.
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A/N: How was that? I tried to work with the commas more, hope it helped. Do you think George and Carol are good names for Lily's parents? If you think you have a better name for them, do tell.
Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!
Just Another Harry Potter Fan