Chapter 4: Pictures of Lily
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Harry Potter, or anything associated with it, or the books would be very different. I also don't own the song Pictures of Lily (byt The Who) but I do own the changes I made to the song. (I didn't both putting the real lyrics in this time, but tell me if you think I should)
A/N: And now we shall travel back in to a distant time when the famous Marauders roamed the halls of Hogwarts...
James' POV:
"Oy! Prongs! Wake up! Eaaaarth to Jamesie-boy!"
"Aaah!"
I jumped up about five feet into the air before landing painfully back onto my seat. I could hear a few titters in the rows of desks behind me.
"Ouch! What the bloody hell was that for, Padfoot?" I hissed behind me to where my best mate, Sirius was sitting—more like lounging really, he's the only one I know who can actually lounge in those hard deskchairs.
"You were drooling again, mate. Someone had to stop you before you got saliva on your notes."
"Psh! Me, take notes?" I scoffed, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "You know me better than that, Sirius."
Actually, I was grateful for him stopping me from drooling over my parchment, because what it held was far more important than any mere class notes. I looked down admiringly at the entwined ink letters and hearts: "JP + LE forever."
I sighed and continued with the favourite activity that Sirius had so rudely interrupted: Lily-gazing. She is HOT, did you know that? Her hair is, like, on fire. And have I mentioned her deep green eyes or her hour-glass figure? Yeah, they're perfect. And she's bloody brilliant, too! I mean, she's like those, whatchamacallit, muggle chocolates. You know, the kind they sell in the cinemas...the ones with the Frenchy name...? What're they called...non pareilles! That's it, non pareilles, no parallel. Yup, there simply is no parallel to Lily Evans.
But once again I am torn from my lovely Lily-snogging daydreams, when Sirius pushes me out of my seat, and onto the floor. My poor ass, it's getting quite the duffing today. Damn Remus and Peter, they're laughing their heads off. I growl at them all.
"(GASP!) Prongs! Padfoot's the dog, you're not supposed to be growling, that's his job!" Remus finally gets out, still laughing.
"Well he knocked me out of my chair, so what am I supposed to do, purr at you all?...By the way, where is everyone, what'd I miss?" I ask, looking around at the empty classroom.
"Why do you think I knocked you out of your seat, stupid?" Sirius asks, "Class is over, dude, it's time to go to lunch."
"Oh"
"Uh, yeah, "oh". Come on, mate let's get going, I'm starving."
"You're always starving." I mutter, but I go along with the three of them down to lunch. In between brainstorming our next prank, the topic of the approaching Yule ball came up.
" So who're you guys taking?" Peter asked, running a little to keep up with our long strides.
" I don't know" Remus sighed. "I haven't really thought about it."
"Suuure you haven't, Moony." Sirius teases. "What about that Ravenclaw prefect, Malena Hawthorne-Wulf? I've seen her hitting on you, and don't deny it, the girl's got assets!"
"Sirius! Why must you be so vulgur all the time?" asked Remus.
"Yes, Padfoot, why can't you be sirius?" I laughed, the joke was so old, but I just couldn't help it. Remus and Peter groaned loudly anyway.
" I expect you're gonna try to kidnap Lily and chain her to yourself for the ball, Prongs?" Remus asked.
"I don't need to do that!" I huffed indignantly, as we entered the Great Hall. It wasn't a bad idea though. "I've been uber-mature and restrained lately. I'll just ask her. She won't be able to resist the ol' Potter charm."
"O yes, James, you've been very restrained this week." Said Padfoot. "You've only hexed Snivellus twice, transfigured McGonagall's wand into a snake, and switched the carnation pus with caramel in Potions. Of course she'll go out with you this time."
"No need to be sarcastic. I have been trying at least."
" Well why don't you test your theory out, and ask her right now?" asked Remus, pointing to the beautiful red-head at the near end of the Gryffindor table.
"I believe I will!" I puffed up my chest importantly, and swaggered over towards her.
" Lily-flower?" I tapped her shoulder, and immedietely I could feel her stiffen.
"Yes, Potter?" She hissed, turning around cautiously. Her eyes were narrowed to near slits, but I ignored that, and ploughed on. I decided a nice pick-up line would do the trick here, and maybe cut the sexual tension a bit.
"Hey, I just wanted to make sure you aren't too tired." I began, pretending to be very concerned.
"Whyyyy would I be tired?" She asked suspiciously.
"Because you were running through my dreams all night last night!" I grinned mischeviously, but before I could ask her to the ball, I was forced 10 feet into the air, and back down again. Hard. I tell you, my butt is going to be covered with bruises by the end of today.
"AARRRGGGHH!" Lily screamed, still brandishing her wand. A shocked hush fell over the rest of the lunch crowd. She stalked over to where I was lying, and pointed her wand straight towards my face, a bare inch from the tip of my nose. She was panting and blowing steam out of her nostrils, but she still managed to look like a georgeous goddess of fire.
"Why. Do. You. Aggravate. Me. So. Much?" She snarled.
" Because I love you Lily." I answered. Wasn't it obvious?
" No you bloody well don't!" She screeched.
The rest of the student and school body still seemed too shocked to move.
"You don't love me! I'm just one of your stupid pranks, and it's long past time to let. it. go!"
I shook my head. She really didn't get it. Running my hand through my hair seductively, I began to try to explain that this actually wasn't a prank.
"Allow me to tell you a story, Lily, a parable if you so desire," I began, trying to make my voice sound deep and intellectual, which was difficult to do from my still half-supine position on the floor and her wand pointed in my face.
"Just get on with it, Potter." Lily snorted, and withdrew her wand.
"I used to wake up in the morning
I used to feel so bad
I got
so sick of having sleepless nights
I told my mates Moon, Worm, and
Pad.
They said, "Prongs, now here's some little
somethings"
And stuck them on my wall
And now my nights
ain't quite so lonely
In fact I, I don't feel bad at all
Pictures
of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily helped me sleep
at night
Pitcures of Lily solved my childhood problems
Pictures
of Lily helped me feel alright
Pictures of Lily
Lily, oh
Lily
Lily, oh Lily
Pictures of Lily
And then one day
things weren't quite so fine
I fell in love with Lily
I asked
her if she'd love me too
But instead she tried to kill me
Oh, how they laughed, and called me barmy
Oh, how I cried that
night
If only Lily would love me
Everything would be
alright
Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures
of Lily helped me sleep at night
For me and Lily are together
in my dreams
And I ask you, "Hey mister, have you ever
seen"
"Pictures of Lily?""
"SMACK!"
My face stung from the hit, but I laughed giddily at Lily's touch, and watched her storm out of the Great Hall amongst hysterical laughter. Sigh. What a personality. One of these days...
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