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Chapter 8—Aftereffects
Lily ran until she thought she couldn't run anymore.
Where to go, where to go? She thought anxiously rounding another bend. Do I go to the Heads Room? NO! It'll be too obvious! No, I'll go back to the dorm! Yeah, that's it!
With that in mind, Lily sprinted down the hallway as fast as she could.
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James stood in the same place as he did for the next five minutes, his mouth agape still.
He couldn't believe he had let the girl of his dreams slip through his fingers just like that!
Why did she act so afraid of me when she noticed who I really was? James asked himself as he remembered the shocked look on her face when he told her that he was James Potter.
"Prongs!" Shouted a voice, startling James out of his reverie.
He turned around to see an angry Remus dragging a knocked out Sirius by the collar of his costume.
"This idiot got sugar high," Remus replied scathingly as he halted suddenly and let go of Sirius. He collapsed in a heap.
James eyed Sirius. "Just how sugar high?"
"Enough to start screaming 'toga'"
"That doesn't sound that bad." James said uneasily.
"No, there's more. Then, after that, he tried to do three backwards somersaults and then try to climb the walls claiming he was 'Spiderman.' Who the hell Spiderman is, I don't know."
"Anything else after that?" James asked.
Remus nodded. "He than began to sing Celestina's Greatest Hits while running around like a maniac."
James shuddered. "What finally conked him out?"
"His candy supply ran out," Remus said in a matter of fact voice.
"But, I thought the bowl never ended."
"It doesn't. I charmed it to stop."
James nudged the sleeping Sirius. "What do we do with him?"
"Take him to the dorm. He'll need all the sleep he can get. God, what a night. See ya James."
"Bye."
James watched his friend drag the sleeping Sirius down the corridor and out of sight.
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Lily unlatched the door to the dorm and heaved it open.
She then threw herself onto her old bed and sat there, staring blankly at nothing.
How could she have been so stupid? How could she have not known it was James Potter she was dancing with!
She should have realized that it was James the moment she saw the messy black hair. She mentally smacked herself! How stupid she was! That was his trademark! That mop of unruly black hair!
Lily groaned and leaned backwards. Worst of all, she was starting to fall for James Potter!
Oh god, if Kellie Crosby knew who she really was—Lily would be dead.
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Not even three minutes later, Lily heard voices and knew that Tessa and Erica were coming.
"So you danced with him! Big deal!"
"He had his hands all over my ass!"
"You didn't seem to mind!"
"Shut up Erica!"
BAM.
The door opened to reveal a livid Tessa and a near laughing Erica.
"What's going on?" Lily asked sitting up.
"I'm taking a shower." Tessa snapped, stalking to the shower.
Lily watched her, confused.
"What's eating her?"
Erica giggled. "She was dancing with Mitchell Braden."
Lily burst out laughing. "Are you serious?"
Erica giggled again as she removed her shoes and stockings.
"Dead serious."
Lily stuffed her knuckles in her mouth to silence her snickers.
"I had a wonderful evening." Erica took her wand and with one flick, her hair became wavy and loose again. Her face was clear of makeup and her mask was gone, making her look seventeen again.
"Ahh, that's better." Erica wiggled her toes.
"Who'd you dance with?" Lily asked.
"Kendall Porter." Erica replied, rolling her eyes.
Lily felt a smile creep onto her face.
"Did he kiss you?"
Erica made a face. "He's a terrible kisser."
Lily laughed again. "I bet you enjoyed it."
"Oh yeah, I'm sure."
Lily rolled her eyes.
"Who'd you dance with Lils?" Erica asked in curiosity hunting for her pajamas. "I saw you wrapped around that Prince boy."
The smile was quickly wiped off Lily's face.
"No one special."
"Please," Erica flipped her hand and pulled off her dress. "You were dancing with that guy the entire time."
Lily reddened. Not only did she know who she danced with, she knew she was a terrible liar.
Lily said nothing as Erica continued. "I mean—who is he that I can't even know? It couldn't have been Snape. Ew, no, not Malfoy, not James Potter—"
Lily's face turned tomato red.
Erica's eyes went wide. "NO!" She gasped. "You were with James Potter?"
"Who was with James Potter?" Tessa asked coming out of the shower, a towel around her.
"Lily was!" Erica exploded.
Tessa's amber eyes went large. "Damn Lil!"
"Did you tell him who you were?" Erica asked urgently.
Lily gave a small smile.
"He only knows me as Miss Cinderella."
"Miss Cinderella?" Tessa demanded. "Where'd you get an idea like that?"
Lily ignored her friend, stood up and went to the mirror to take down her hair.
Suddenly, she froze her eyes wide as she felt her face.
"My mask." She whispered hoarsely. "It's gone."
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Tessa and Erica looked up sharply.
"What?"
"My mask," Lily said loudly. "MY MASK! It's gone!"
"What do you mean—gone?"
"It means she lost it stupid." Tessa snapped.
"Well sorry. There are a lot of meanings for the word 'gone'."
"GUYS!" Lily shouted angrily. "Right now—I don't need to hear any of your arguing! My mask is gone."
"What a tragedy." Tessa said sarcastically. "Let's call the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."
"Shut up Tessa."
"I'd like to see you make me try."
Lily groaned again and put her head down on the bureau (it hurt because of the strain of her hair).
Suddenly, she shot up, her eyes wide again.
"Erica! Tessa!"
The two bickering girls stopped and looked at Lily. "What?"
"What if James got my mask?"
"So, he'll find you then. Big whoop."
"No, I mean, what if James found it and Kellie got a hold of it?"
Erica and Tessa gave each other long looks.
"Then, as we English say, you'll be in some deep shit."
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Ginny raised an eyebrow.
"Well," she said, "That was quite interesting."
Harry, on the other hand, was not pleased at all.
"That was crap." He spat. "Who wrote this book anyway?"
"I don't kn—HEY!"
Harry had snatched the book from Ginny's hands and flipped to the front.
Miss Cinderella.
Harry frowned in annoyance and checked the spine and the front.
"It doesn't say!" He exclaimed.
"Well, does it really matter?" Ginny snapped, angry that Harry took the book away from her.
"Yes!" Harry said almost throwing the book back at Ginny. "This person who wrote this book is making my mum sound like she's absolutely terrified of this Kellie Crosby!"
Ginny looked at the front again. "It's strange," she murmured. "Who wrote this book?"
"I don't know," Harry said breathing heavily. "Just read Chapter nine."
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Ooh, who is the mysterious person who wrote the book?
TA DA, Chapter 9 is up!
People have been questioning the way that I am writing Sirius' hyper activeness. Everything that Sirius was doing is what one of my friend's did when she got sugar high. We had to seriously PRY her away from the candy bowl.
Chapter 9 should be up soon!
Until next week!
--Greekchic