Selene jabbed Lily in the back of the head with her wand, careful to avoid the vigilant eyes of Professor McGonagall. Lily hissed slightly from the pain of the wand, pressing her hand to the spot.
"What do you want?" She whispered sharply to Selene, glaring at her.
Selene blinked her sparkling blue eyes innocently as McGonagall passed and then leaned in closer to Lily.
"What is up with you and James? He's barely looked at you since last week when he was practically stripping you down with his eyes, what's going on?" She whispered hurriedly, pretending to write at the same time.
Lily shook her head, turning back to her work.
"Lily Evans, you cannot do this to me," Selene whined in a hushed tone. "I'm your best friend and there by have serious rights to know everything about you and members of the opposite sex."
Lily glanced at her, a brow raised.
Selene sighed, rolling her eyes. "Okay, maybe not everything. But you should at least tell me what's going on, I mean, seriously."
Lily shook her head silently, scrawling on the top of her parchment.
Not now. Not here. Later.
Selene's face softened, clearly satisfied. Lily internally congratulated herself for getting her curious, overbearing friend off her back.
"I'm holding you to that."
Damn.
"All right everyone, let's make today a good practice. We've got a match in less than two weeks against Hufflepuff and we don't want it to happen like last year," James said officially, causing murmurs of agreement among the Gryffindor Quiditich team.
"You mean when they completely and totally creamed us?" Kendall Washington, the seventh year Keeper, grumbled.
"Yes. When they totally and completely creamed us. It won't happen again, we won't let it," James said sternly.
He paced up along the line of his fellow teammates. He'd been accepted onto the team as a second year, a huge accomplishment since he was the only one under thirteen to make the team. Now he would be graduating and in his sixth and final year on the team he'd been pronounced Gryffindor Team Captain.
"Enough chit-chat boys," he started but was interrupted by a cough from Katherine Bell, one of his fellow chasers and an avid feminist.
"Sorry, uh…people," he quickly corrected himself, she smiled and nodded. "I want four laps around this field, we need to build up our stamina."
He watched Preston Kefir, his best beater, mount his broom and kick off, unaware that he was the only flying. The other players, including Sirius who'd been prepared for this, gaped at him in complete surprise.
"Merlin's beard, you mean run? Like, with our legs?" Preston said shocked while he lowered back to the ground.
James smirked and pointed to the two girls, Katherine Bell and Antigone Wood, who were already on their second lap. Preston and the other boys groaned a short protest and started running. James laughed and went to the Quiditich hut to get the ball out and ready for practice.
James grabbed the chest with the Hogwarts symbol on it and lugged it out onto the field. His grinned sarcastically as the two girls finished their laps ahead of the others and collapsed next to their broomsticks. He dropped the chest next to them, disregarding the effects of a bludger hitting a snitch, and smirked once again over the panting girls.
"We're Quiditich players, Potter" Katherine said while panting. "If we wanted to run we'd get something to chase us."
He laughed, crossing his arms and watching the four other guys of the team collapse after their run. Sirius glared up at him, little beads of sweat running past his eyes.
"Tell me this," Sirius said, gasping for breath. "Why aren't you running?"
James shrugged. "Because I'm the captain."
Sirius made a face and covered his face with his arm.
"All right, five minutes and we'll be flying," James called over his shoulder as he headed back to the Quiditich hut to retrieve a couple of spare beater bats.
He swung open the door and instantly tried to close it again. But the pale hand of Lily Evans stopped him.
"You're really bad at noticing things," she said quietly, standing in the doorway. "I was in here when you came for the chest of balls."
James shrugged, looking away. "Why hide?"
She looked to the floor, scuffing it with the toe of her sneaker. "You won't talk to me in the open, you won't even look at me."
"You asked for it," He snapped, glaring at her suddenly.
Lily's mouth dropped. "I did not!"
"Yes you did," he began. "Maybe you didn't think this would happen but what, may I ask did you think the repercussions would be from kissing another guys, who you knew had feelings for you, while you still had a boyfriend?"
"What was I supposed to do?" Lily threw her hands in the air, looking away.
James rolled his eyes. "Not kiss me? I don't know, I'm sure you could come up with something."
"If you want me to dump Stephen…"
"Lily? In this little conversation have you heard either of the words dump or Stephen come out of my mouth?" James asked spitefully.
"You have…" Lily stammered.
"Have you?"
Lily sighed. "No."
"Then you have no idea what I want you to do." James grabbed the beater bats and gave one last glare to her before turning on his heel and walking away.
"Let's fly," He called out to the Gryffindor team before kicking off into the air in an attempt to make everything else go away.
"Well?" Selene asked, looking up from her magazine.
Lily rested her head on her pillow. "I kissed him. I don't know what to do."
Selene nodded thoughtfully. "Typical. So typical."
Lily furrowed her brows, considering this. "He can hurt me like nobody else. Is that typical?"
Selene pondered this before turning a page in her magazine. "It's not just typical, I think it's love."
Lily sighed and rolled over, trying to sleep away any pain that she felt inside.
"True, can't live without each other, inconvenient, head over heels…"
"Shut up, Selene."
