LILY EQUALS LIFE

By: n33n

Okay, a new approach to the whole Lily && James madness. James is arrogant and charming as ever…Sirius hot, yet maddening at the same time…Remus, quiet and thoughtful…Peter—that worm, and Lily? Oh, Lily's still feisty and kicking. Kicking James in the OUCHES.

Chapter Five

"Anyone want to guess what our dearest Prongsie love has been up to lately?" Sirius asked the Marauders' table later that morning, completely hyperactive with a double shot espresso, three packs of creamers, and five packs of sugar. Did I mention the six-ounce caramel flavoring? Not sugar-free, of course. "No takers? C'mon, guys, guess! Guess! Hang on a minute or two…you know, when you see the word, 'guess', don't you have to fight the irresistible urge to say 'goo-ess'? I mean, it totally looks like you should say it like that when you see it in writing, right? Hmm? Aaanyway, guys, goo-ess!" Sirius beamed happily as he asked his fellow friends at breakfast.

Remus continued to chew his food slowly and methodically, as if Sirius had never said anything in the first place, much less rant about the correct pronunciation of the word 'guess'.

Peter looked around awkwardly, trying to be like Remus and find something to immerse himself in. He settled on observing the plate's design. "Interesting," he muttered to himself, while rubbing the engraving.

Only James responded to Sirius's request. "Ermgh? What about me, Padfoot?" James still had his head tucked down in his journal, Pink, scribbling messily into it.

Sirius looked slightly annoyed. "No, no, Jamesie, you can't goo-ess! It'll ruin all the good fun, because you so obviously know what I'm trying to get these people to goo-ess about!"

"Oh, okay, goobers," James said absentmindedly, as he was deep in thought with Pink. "I wonder…?"

Sirius dismissed James's jumbled babbling with a dramatic wave of his arm. "Anyone?" he pressed on, narrowing his eyes, trying to find a victim to terrorize for the next ten minutes before classes started. "Ah, Moony! You seem to be done with your food. Your input on this matter?"

Remus sighed, irritated. "Padfoot, I already know about it. This just might have to do with that pink notebook Prongs has?"

Sirius eyes widened and before he could let out a merry shout about what a pure genius Remus was, Remus cut him off with a, "Yes, well, I just happened to be the exact person to give it to James this very morning when he most rudely interrupted my sleep."

Sirius's face was crestfallen as he learned of this. "Ohh."

Then he turned to Peter hopefully, who had finally looked up when Remus spoke. Sirius had a broad grin when he asked Peter, "So, Wormy, did you know about this Pink beforehand?"

"Erm, yeah. I was there in the dormitory room, and Moony and Prongs's conversation woke me up," Peter said, affirming this with a deep nod.

Sirius frowned and pouted. "How come I'm always the last to know everything? Why didn't I wake up at this racket?"

"Because you were hugging your pink teddy bear and saying things in your sleep like, "No, Prongsie, of course I didn't leave you by the stairwell…you slept-walked the entire night…yep! Noot me!" Remus explained dryly.

"Oh." Sirius said finally. "That explains things."

Remus sighed. "I'm heading for class. I'm a bit stressed right now."

James nodded. "Yeah, me too. Maybe I can catch up with Evans, and she and I could have another chat."

Sirius snorted. "Chat? You make it seem like a casual, friendly conversation. In reality, it's more like a disaster course, come to think of it…"

James shot Sirius a glare and whined, "Damn it, Padfoot, have some faith in me. You're my friend, you know. You're supposed to be encouraging and there to support me through—"

"—and also to inform you if you get in deep shit. Like you're going to be," Sirius interrupted with wise words. He nodded in appreciation at his words.

James grumbled something very similar to the words 'bloody noob' and left the table in a grumpy mood. Remus and Peter got up as well.

"I suppose I'm the only sane one now." Sirius sighed deeply and then glanced at his friends' retreating figures.

"Oy, wait for me!" He hurried after his departing friends.

o.O.o.O.o

"Damn draggedy Potions class with that squalid Slughorn," James cursed under his breath. Though he was one of Slughorn's most favored students, James still simply could not stand Slughorn's constant 'Oho!'s and 'that's my boy!'s.

As if on cue, Slughorn spotted James sitting in the very back. "Oho! James Potter, my boy, how are you today?" Slughorn motioned for James to step up and see him at his front desk.

James groaned mentally and slowly walked up. "Yes, Professor Slughorn?" he greeted politely.

"Oho! There's another one of my special club meetings tonight. It starts at seven o'clock sharp! Be there or be square! Oho, that was a quite lovely phrase, was it not, my boy? Eh?" Professor Slughorn smiled genuinely and thumped James's back.

"Lovely," James said through gritted teeth and retreated to his desk, ignoring Sirius's open sniggers beside him.

"Oh, poor dear Prongsie," Sirius whispered, grinning from ear to ear. "It seem as though someone has to suffer tonight!"

"Sod off, Paddy," James said sourly, a glum look on his face.

"Where's my favorite girl, Lily Evans?" Professor Slughorn asked loudly, scanning his eyes across the crowd. "Lily? What are you doing down there under your desk?"

Lily sheepishly came out from under her hiding spot. "Sorry, Professor. I couldn't seem to find my quill." Lily lied smoothly, pointedly ignoring her friend's jab in her ribs.

"Right. Up you come, dear Lily!" Professor Slughorn waved a hand towards him, gesturing for her to walk up to him.

"Professor?"

"Yes, yes, as I was telling Mr. Potter back there, there's a special meeting tonight at seven! Be there or be—"

"Square. Yes, it's a rather lovely quote, Professor," Lily nodded, almost automatically and returned to her seat.

"Ah, yes. Today we will be mixing the Draught of Peace. Instructions are in your book, so please use them. Chop, chop!" Professor Slughorn said breezily and sat down at his desk, munching on macaroons.

"Lovely," two voices simultaneously said. Wide-eyed, they looked at each other in disbelief. Slowly, a pair of hazel eyes twinkled with delight.

James.

He winked at Lily, who was now glaring back at him and chopping at an extremely fast pace. She made a disgusted face when the ingredient she had been chopping burst and excreted yellow pus all over her hand.

Quickly, she wiped it off before it started to burn her and tried to shoot a glare at James. However, his head was bent down in an atrociously and blindingly pink object that Lily could only assume was a notebook since James was writing in it furiously.

'What the bloody hell had gotten into Potter?' was the sole thought running through Lily's bewildered mind. 'Him? Writing! What was the wizarding world coming to?'

Dear Merlin, she prayed. Save us all. James Potter is going to bring down the world.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeelppp!

Author's Note:

I'm trying to build it so that there's going to be more Lily and James moments in the future that James can document in Pink. Lol. Look for a chapter next week!

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