Title: Warm Despite The Chill
Rating: M
Date Started: 11/7/05
Date Finished: 11/15/05
Date Posted: 11/15/05
Summary: See ch. 1
Chapter: Two
Chapter Title: Of Confrontations & The End of 6th Year
Quote:
"A heart is not a play thing, A heart is not a toy, But if you want it broken, Just give it to a boy."
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Where was she? That horrible wench. The one who'd made his best friend cry, feel worthless, feel dead.
Sirius Black, his short, elegant black hair unusually messy today, clenched his fists as a bout of anger passed through him.
Had anyone other than his fellow Marauder, Remus Lupin, been watching, they would've marveled at how his normally light blue eyes had changed to a darker, more sinister navy color.
Unable to keep his anger in check much longer, he turned around and punched the mantle above the common room fireplace as hard as he could.
Lily Evans, The Lily Evans, was about to learn a lesson in pain and heartache.
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"Padfoot, are you sure this is a good idea?" a shorter boy of 16 whined.
"Of course it is Peter," Sirius replied, stretching his 5'11" frame.
"But Padfoot, think for a moment. Lily might not even want you after what we put her through these past 6 years," Remus, ever the voice of reason, pleaded.
"My dear boys- who can resist me? I'll make her fall in love with me over the summer, then at the annual back- to- school party her friends Trula and Tyra throw every year, I'll dump her arse before she can ask me "why". It's the ultimate revenge lads- do it for James!" Sirius explained.
Remus shook his sandy brown hair out, and stared at Sirius sympathetically out of his stormy gray eyes.
Slightly disgusted with his friend and how he wanted to play on a perfectly nice girl's emotions, he left via the portrait to head to the library and get some Potions homework done.
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Sirius watched Moony leave and then turned to his other mate, Peter Pettigrew.
"Up for a game of chess Wormtail?" he inquired, flashing a smile.
"Nah- I'm gonna go raid the kitchens before my date tonight," he boasted slyly aiming his doggish pal a smirk.
"A date! Oh-ho, fancy now aren't we…good on ya Pete, who with?"
"Evelyn Xie," the 5'8" boy replied with a shy smile on his face, and a bright red blush.
"Have fun dearie, don't do anything I wouldn't-" he began.
"That doesn't leave much Sirius," Peter chuckled as he headed out the portrait.
"USE PROTECTION HONEY!" Sirius shouted loudly as he headed back up to his dorm to check on James.
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"So, tomorrow's the last Hogsmeade day, are we gonna go and buy out Honeyduke's as tradition requires?" Bethan, Lily's best friend, asked on their way to dinner that night.
"Yeah, lets," Lily agreed.
Looking at her friend a bit closer she turned and spoke.
"Did you get a haircut?"
Beth colored slightly.
"Yea, does it look bad?"
"No! It looks hella awesome! I like the bangs a lot," Lily reassured her friend.
Bethan Piscatello had new caramel highlights atop dark chocolate-y brown colored, loose wavy hair and bambi soft brown eyes. Her new bangs were slightly side-swept and feathery to her eyebrows.
"When did you get the chance to sneak into Hogsmeade?" the redhead inquired, more than a bit jealously.
"I didn't, I went last night to this 7th year Gryffindor, Alice Hawkinson. She's amazing! I recommend you go to her," Beth gushed.
"Hey! Are you saying I need a haircut?" Lily snapped playfully.
"Yeah- I can't tell what's your hair and what's the bush!"
The two girls linked arms and continued on their quest to get food.
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He looked up into the taller mans eyes. So kind, so alive. A deep brown, deeper than anything he'd ever seen. They were happy- laughing, as he slipped off the broom to the left.
An unsteady 1 ½ year old, he was almost positive his eyes were wider than ever, scared as he skimmed the grass, flying at a terrifying speed of 3 mph.
He began to slip and he felt falling was inevitable, and then, strong arms grabbed him and put him on his feet.
Again, he looked up until he found his father's face, smiling at him, and his voice calming his mother, Carolina, down.
Brown met toddler light hazel and it was all okay.
It was home.
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"James, mate, you up here?" Sirius called out as he opened his dorm rooms door and then stopped dead in his tracks.
His best friend, his brother, his God damn savior, was sitting on the window ledge, tears pouring down his face. Sirius could see silent sobs racking his body, and him trying to keep from crying out loud.
Gently shutting the door as he slowly backed out of the dorm, he could tell he was about to do something he'd later regret.
It was that feeling.
The feeling where you know you're going against everything everyone's ever taught you and you just don't give a damn anymore because this one thing, event has taken hold of you.
It replays in your mind, second after second, minute after minute, hour after hour- until it consumes you. You waste away trying to crusade against it, still knowing that one day, playing with this fire, is gonna get you burned.
And then, everyone close to you knows it too, they try to talk you out of it; but you're so set in this idea, this concept that you'll get revenge for this, that you're deaf to their pleas and wise words, and blind to their disgusted stares and hopeful glances.
Sirius solemnly marched down the 6th year boys dorm stairs, down the boys stairs, until halting at the small balcony, set up in a way for overlooking the common room. She was standing next to the table by the window with a group of friends. He thought their names were Taylor and Kyra, and Bethany. He saw, rather than heard, her laugh as she waved to her friends and headed out the portrait.
'Now's the chance Padfoot, follow her!' were the only thoughts rolling around his head as lightning fast, he fled down the stairs and out the portrait mere meters behind her.
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She was being followed.
She could feel it, like tiny pin-pricks shooting into the back of her neck, causing her to be on alert at every little creak and sigh she heard behind closed doors and gleaming suits of armor.
To prove her suspicions she turned off into a smaller corridor, a shortcut known only to those who had romantic relations within Ravenclaw. If her follower trailed after her into here, she'd know something was wrong.
Lily paused by a statue of a phoenix burning into a ball of fire, and listened.
There it was, heavy footsteps that although muffled, were distinctly male. No girl walked like that, pound- pound- pound.
Gripping her wand in her back pocket, she quietly drew it out and held it up in front of her. Peeking around the statue, she could see the figure of a tall boy, slinking his way down to where he thought she'd disappeared to.
'Oh God, not again! I'm probably going to die now!' she frantically contemplated as she prepared to jump out and defend herself from the badie.
"En Guard, or prepare to meet a pointy reckoning!" she shouted as she sprang out in front of the startled figure, brandishing a sparking red wand.
Her eyes were tightly closed, in hopes that she'd not have to see him laugh as he killed her.
She waited for it, jabbed her wand in his direction a couple of times for good measure, and then-
"Evans? Oh my bloody Merlin! This is priceless!" the rough voice began to laugh, then fell to the floor in hysterics.
"Black?" she asked incredulous.
"The one and only," he managed to choke out before falling into hysteria again.
"Why you…you…dunder-head! I cannot believe your nerve! Why the hell were you following me around?"
"Simple really Lily-"
"Only my friends call me that Black," she cut in, now insanely embarrassed.
"What about your boyfriend?" he asked, standing up and staring her in the eyes.
She looked at him confused for a moment, then realization hit her like a herd of angry mother elephants.
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Sirius stared into her eyes, willing his not to betray any amount of the disgust he felt for her.
She finally gave him a small smile that didn't reach her eyes.
"No black, they call me-"
'This is it! My plan is finally going to be set in motion!' he cried triumphantly in his head.
"- unattainable. Kindly don't follow me the rest of the way to the library," she laughed cruelly and moved out of the shadows.
At the last second, recovering form his dumb-founded state, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back towards him and placed a swift, fleeting, biting kiss upon her smooth lips.
"Are you sure that your answer's set in stone?"
Lily whipped her head up to smirk at him in a not playful, evil way.
"Even stones can be moved Black. I'll talk to you later, I'm late for my tutoring group."
He watched her stalk away like a pleased cat does once it catches it's prey.
The devilish Lily Evans had no idea what was in store for her…he smirked malevolently and began to head back to the common room.
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'What have I just gotten into?' she wondered as she rounded the corner and found herself within sight of the library.
'This is Black we're talking about. Just like Potter, except not upfront about liking you. Good-looking, but slightly too much like James, quick to anger, bored easily with girls, the ultimate player at Hogwarts.'
The 16 year old sighed deeply and prepared herself for the 2 hour 4th year tutoring group she had ahead of herself tonight.
There'd be time later to give this new development thought.
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The last day of school dawned bright and sunny and breezy. It was perfect Quidditch playing conditions and Lily was staring longingly towards the pitch as her friends were running around madly trying to pack within time for the train.
"Hey you guys, do you think I'd have time to go for a fly?" she asked them, desperately craving something to do.
"Lily, we're leaving for 10, after our breakfast feast. Which starts in 15 minutes…besides, you need a broom to fly, and your broom is already packed away," Tyra, nicknamed Ty, reasoned with her friend as she searched through Beth's part of the closet to find her bra.
"Tru, have you seen my bra anywhere?" she asked her twin finally.
"Uhhh… which one?"
"The cherry red one with the front hook," Ty replied.
"Oh, yeah, I'm wearing it," Tru shrugged, unconcerned.
"Gee, thanks for asking."
Lily chuckled at the twins who were so amazingly identical, but yet so different.
They both were 5'9", and had straight platinum blond hair, and soft baby blue eyes. However, Trula was taller by a 50 cm, and Ty had a small birthmark on her forehead which she'd grown to be found of. Tru also had old scars on her arm from when she'd gone through tough time in 4th year. They'd all but faded now, visible only when tanned from the summer sun.
Lily sighed again and returned to the window. Finally she had a brilliant idea.
"Hey Beth, could you grab me some food from the feast? I'm going to go for a run, I'll meet you at Hogsmeade Station, okay?"
She didn't wait for an answer as she grabbed her luggage and began to haul it to the station. She'd already started sweating about ½ way there, when Sirius came up behind her and jumped on her back.
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Sirius watched the petite chaser begin to wheel her luggage down to Hogsmeade. Her auburn hair was whipping in the breeze, and she looked as though she was struggling.
Ever since that night 2 weeks ago when he'd ambushed her in the corridor, she'd been avoiding him. If his plan was going to work, he knew he'd have to make sure they became a couple today.
With a final glance down at her small figure, he'd made up his mind, and sprinted out the castle to catch up with her.
'It'd be a riot if I could scare her again,' he thought to himself as he jumped onto her back.
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"BLACK!" she shrieked as the two of them toppled over and began to roll down the hill, her luggage following close behind.
"LILY- GO OUT WITH ME?" he shouted as they started to pick up speed.
"WHY NOT? OKAY! I'LL TALK TO YOU ONCE WE STOP ROLLING!" she yelled back.
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They eventually hit a bit of flat land which was all it took for Lily, her luggage, and Sirius to come to an abrupt stop.
Getting his wits back about him, he slowly stood up, helped his new girlfriend up, and then carried her trunk down the last 20 meters to the station.
Lily, clutched his arm, still regaining her balance, and Sirius felt ready to puke.
She'd go out with him with less that a second thought, yet she didn't even spare a word to see how his best friend was. She didn't give a rats ass about him, that was apparent enough. It was revolting, and he was proud that he didn't wrench his arm away at once.
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By the time she'd exchanged addresses with her new boyfriend and they'd talked about meeting up over the summer, Lily realized she didn't have any time for a run, and decided to wait in a compartment for her friends.
She toured the whole train, until finding one of the most spacious and staking it as hers by putting a sign up on the door.
She smiled to herself, a large grin lighting up her face, because of Blac- Sirius, and her friends, and the fact that she'd get to see her family within hours.
Everything was good, just how she liked it.
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Sirius and Remus talked animatedly with James about the Quidditch World Cup that was going to take place over the summer holiday, hoping for a spark of life to ignite in his hazel eyes.
Finding themselves unsuccessful, they grew quiet and allowed Peter's namby-pamby stories about Evelyn to wash over them instead.
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Lily and her friends were laughing so hard they were crying, as they tried to catch different flavored Bertie Bott Beans in their mouths.
She didn't feel worried in the slightest.
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Sirius was silent with 2 of his friends, plotting and planning Lily Evans' demise and downfall.
He'd make it so that she was worse off then James…if he couldn't have James as his best mate anymore, Hogwarts wasn't allowed to have Lily anymore.
It was all coming to and end.
Soon.
Very soon.
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Hey again! here's the second chapter...again...my wonderful beta checked it all- thanx again Ally!
Anyone seen the GoF movie yet? I saw it Friday night and then angain on Saturday night...it's hella good!
Sorry to all my reviewers, I didn't mean to get rid of all my responses to you guys, but it happened. So next chapter will have those...
Here's the preview, short, but still a preview, right?
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Lily threw open her front door, red-faced and angry, feeling ready to explode.
How dare her parents forget to pick her up!
She wasn't asking all that much. All she wanted was for one of her parents to have been there. Her dad preferably, her mum hadn't needed to come, nor would her sister have.
Just her dad, who'd come running over to her as she walked through the barrier and sweep her up into a giant bear hug and tell her how much he'd missed his cheeky little bugger.
She'd mock-punch him and laugh and tell him, "Don't come the acid dad!"
And then he'd pick up her luggage and walk her to the car, parked in the handicapped spot, and he'd whisk her off towards home,towards family.
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That's actually not the beginning of ch.3, but it is in there!
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