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Lily awoke to the smell of food the next morning… she wasn't feeling any better. It seemed that she cold had taken over her whole body leaving her motionless. Wait – were those waffles? Even though the smell invading her room first thing in the morning made her want to up-chuck she still was extremely hungry and therefore was craving it. She filled her lungs up with the delightful aroma leaving her unable to breathe for a few seconds till her breathing patterned resumed.
Sure enough Snape entered the room shortly carrying a tray filled with waffles topped with whipped cream and what seemed to be fresh strawberries. Hmmm.
"I heard you coughing all night," he told her, "I'm guessing your not feeling better?" She shook her head.
"What's this?" she asked referring to the waffles.
He blushed. "If you're not feeling well, I think you should stay in bed. Here's your breakfast." He handed her the plate.
She sat up placing it on her knee. "Thanks. But I'm not missing class."
"Lily…"
"Don't 'Lily' me!" she shouted back angrily with a load of food in her mouth, "I'm feeling fine. Honestly. Stop treating me like a baby… Thank you for the breakfast though… this is delicious." She smiled sweetly.
Snape was somewhat shocked by Lily's mood swings, although he also found it somewhat funny. Perhaps he shouldn't bother her in the morning? She finished quickly shoving the food down her throat and got out of bed, her knees were weak as she stood up and Snape noticed. He left the room shaking his head and trying his best not to speak seeing how he didn't want to be yelled at again. She had loads of trouble getting her shirt on and began to suffocate when the opening in it wouldn't fit past her eyes. Deciding that the shirt didn't fit her and that she should go shopping soon she headed to her first class.
She basically fell asleep during Divination and only awoke when Katie's chair crashed to the floor in response of her leaning back on it. She wasn't sure if people were laughing at Katie, Snape or her because as she woke up she flung her pen up in the air hitting Snape on the forehead.
In her second class she spent the whole time starring at Snape who was in a desk across from her (the classroom was set up in a 'u' shape); they were talking to each other using face expressions.
'What the hell are you doing… you're sick! You shouldn't be here… go home, I'll see you there after class.'
'NO! For sod's sake I'm fine. Leave me alone… oh… do you know what the teacher is talking about?'
'No, you're not fine. You're face is white and you're a brunette again. The teacher is talking about Azkaban… see? You're sick… you can't pay attention!'
'Shut up. I'm fine.'
'Don't tell me to shut up!'
'I can do whatever I want.'
She stuck her tongue out and went crossed eyes. She could tell he was trying hard not to laugh.
By the 3rd Class she was thinking of actually leaving. Everything hurt, her knees were weak, her throat was scratchy and sore, her stomach was acting odd, in her eyes were red veins popping out and the first thing James said to her when she walked into potions was: "You look sick… are you okay?"
She sat at the front of the class with Jennifer who hadn't shown up to her first two classes… Lily suspected she was off giving Sirius his daily dose of 'activities'. She looked back at James and Snape who were paired together by Slughorn. She could see tension between the two. It almost made her laugh.
Unfortunately Slughorn decided that today's lesson would be on a potion that was giving off a funky smell. It stung Lily's throat badly, she could now feel the smell of the potion entering her mouth as a lumpy texture. Her gag reflects acted up. No one noticed. Again her throat gave in. Her swallowed in painfully making her eyes run. Again it reacted as a foal trace of chunky waffles appeared the floor. She was now fully sobbing as many of her peers began to shriek and look disgusted.
Snape began to move forwards towards her, but James beat her to it and was now stroking her back softly. When she stopped he pulled her off the ground where she was crouching and led her to the girls' lavatory with a nod of the teacher's approval.
And so she stood there – bowing down to the all mighty thrown, bursting with tears as James held her hair back from her face. He was still rubbing her back in circles using the palm of his hands. When she was finally done he flushed trying not to look at its contents. She stood up holding tightly to the toilet paper dispenser with one hand and his hand in hers in another.
"Lily, I think you should go to the hospital wing." James told her.
She nodded without any conflict. He led her to the hospital wing.
"Ah, Ms. Evans, Professor Slughorn informed me you would be arriving," said Madam Promfrey as they entered. The nurse laid Lily on a bed close to the bathroom.
"Mr. Potter," she said now turning to the raven haired boy, "You must now return to class. I shall not have you late on my account. Hurry off."
Lily lay there motionless for the rest of the day, occasionally getting up to vomit. She was laying upright when Snape came in after class to check up with her.
"Hey," he whispered closing the door behind him, "How are you feeling?"
'How do you think I'm feeling, idiot?'
"Not any better." Lily said in reality.
"Hmmm…" he paused. "I brought you your homework." He plopped a wack of papers on her lap.
'Oh, how sweet of you…'
She didn't know why she was in such a bitchy state. Snape wasn't doing anything to set her off. She was just mad at him. Why? She didn't know. It was one of the fazes of Lily Evans – she just had those moments where she could be pissed at someone from no particular reason.
"Thanks." She put on a fake smile. As soon as she had done this her gag reflects acted up, she ran to the toilet and began to up-chuck. Her eyes were once again leaking. The puke started to settle in her brown hair. Ew. Great. That's just what I needed.
Upon hearing the sound of Lily sobbing Snape began to cry him self. This was his entire fault. Him and his stupid waffles. His stupid acts to make her love him. Stupid fantasies. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
'Why the fuck is he crying? He's not puking his brains out… I AM. Bloody hell.'
'Bitch.' Her conscience replied.
She stood up with great difficulty. Why wasn't he there helping her? Why wasn't holding her hair back? Couldn't he tell she was having a hard time?
Finally getting up she sat back down in her bed and sighed. She starred into his eyes – once again there was loads of ice. She wanted to love him, she wanted to be with him, she wanted to give herself fully to him. It wasn't all of her though. It was just her heart. The rest of her body loathed him, hated him, spat on him and judged everything he did; every moment and every word could change everything she had to say about him. But it seemed now that her body had giving up on judging and just decided to stick with the fact that he was a git. Her brain wanted James, her brain was thinking of was to hurt Snape. Her heart was telling her to just come clean and spend the rest of her days with her Head Boy. It was this that was indeed making her sick – not the pancakes or the potion – this; this fight between herself. There wasn't a 'right' or 'wrong' answer, thus making the decision even more difficult.
"I'm leaving," informed Snape, breaking up her thoughts.
"What? Why?"
"You're mad at me." Snape said simply.
"What? No I'm not."
"Yes you are. I know you Lily. You're totally pissed, I'll leave you alone."
He left, only to bring another visitor, right after Snape left came James.
"Lil's," he whispered, "Sweetie, I brought you something." He handed her Pj's and a teddy.
Her brain complemented her, it was her heart that kicked him. "Thanks."
"So… what's with Snapy-poo?" asked James.
'Don't call him that, ass!' her heart shot.
She took this time to look into her eyes. She saw memories – the time she met him on the train and he tripped getting off the train. (She took him to the hospital wing.) The time she ran into him at Hogsmade in their 3rd Year when they went to Hogshead together and someone spiked James butter beer so he became very drunk and agreed to snog Sirius. Their 1st date, where he decided to ignore her and watch the quidditch world cup instead. How apologized 50 times after and she still didn't forgive him. She saw it all.
"Oh," she replied finally, "Just Head business."
She reminded herself to kick herself in the ass later.
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A/N- Tada! Next chapter will be the dance. This time I'm for real. It's just this is such a long chapter already and it's extremely necessary. Sorry.
This Chapter is dedicated to sodchick – the only girl who knows the plot point of the story. (We go to school together.)
