A/N: Hey guys! It's been a while, huh? More of this note at the bottom, read the chapter for now!
The room felt colder than normal to Lily as she sat on her bed with the curtains drawn, hugging a pillow and trying to focus her eyes on her Defense Against The Dark Arts textbook. Their first class with Dumbledore was the next day and she needed to be prepared. But her eyes wouldn't focus. They couldn't stop drifting to the door, and her thoughts were fully occupied not by countercurses, but by a tall, shaggy boy with glasses and warm hands and strong arms and a really really nice face and-
Holy shit, Lily. He apologizes - not even a solid or good apology - ONCE, and you go apeshit thinking about him as anything more than a maggot in your apple? Hell no. Snap out of this.
Alice walking into the room was a very welcome distraction.
"Thank god you're here, I need an opinion on an outfit for our first Hogsmeade visit!" Alice said as she bounced over to their shared corner of the room. She stood in between their beds for a solid 10 seconds staring expectantly at Lily before the redhead realized Alice was waiting for a response.
"Oh, sure. But isn't the first outing in a month or so?" Lily never had anyone ask her to Hogsmeade, so she rarely went down into the little town. It wasn't exactly a weekend she knew the dates of, but the first trip was usually in October.
Alice looked confused. "Yeah? But I heard that both Frank Longbottom and Mary MacDonald, the girl from the year below that helped you out with the whole Severus thing last year, are planning on asking me to go with them. So I need to decide who to go with, but before I can do that, I need an outfit."
Lily didn't bother asking why the outfit came first, or why it was necessary to plan so extensively so far in advance. Instead, she just nodded her head and assisted her roommate in her 'difficult' decision.
Every so often, between Alice's presenting of a garment, changing her mind, tossing it disgustedly into the center of the room, and rummaging through her trunk for a new idea, Lily thought of someone she tried desperately to forget.
What is going on with him? With me? He's treated me like shit for 6 years. Why can't I stop thinking about him? And his face? And the sureness of his hands as he lifted me off the floor? Fuck.
She shook her head at both her thoughts and the top Alice was holding. Things were changing, and she didn't really know how to confront these intrusive thoughts except to just ignore them.
So that's what I'll do.
A/N Cont'd: Well, it's Dec 27, 2015, a year and a half after my last update, but I'm home from college and I realized tonight that now is the PERFECT time to work on this story. I love this story so much, and I wanna finish it so desperately, so I am determined to work on it now that I'm home. I have a week till I go back, so (hopefully) I'll be updating a lot in that time!
Let me know what aspects of this chapter you liked, or if you're a new reader (first of all THANKS), let me know what aspects of the whole story you like! I love theories about what's going to happen, or even suggestions for plot (bc god knows i don't have a plan at all), so leave them in the reviews or even feel free to PM me!
Love you guys, thanks for reading!
-Chloe
