"So he didn't drop any hints?" Elizabeth asked with a nervous tone. Her big, blue eyes had fear written all over them.
"Drop hints about what, Beth?" Lily asked.
"You know…that he figured out I like him or something?" Elizabeth continued. Lily just rolled her eyes.
"Oh Beth…for the fifteenth time, NO!" Lily exclaimed. Elizabeth gave Lily a look like she was taken aback.
"Alright then, Lils. That's all you needed to say." Elizabeth said.
"I did – AGAIN." Lily started looking around for her diary. She rummaged through her desk drawer near her bed, with no luck. She looked under her pillow and bed, still no luck.
"Have you seen my diary?" Lily asked Alexis and Elizabeth. Alexis hopped onto her bed and pulled the covers up to her shoulders. Elizabeth grabbed her pajamas and headed for the bathroom.
"I haven't seen it in awhile." Elizabeth said as she shut the bathroom door.
"I haven't seen it either." Alexis said as she turned off the lamp next to her bed. Lily had the same confused look for a few moments. With a sudden bang, Lily's head shot up.
"Oh damn!"
"What is it?" Alexis shot up in her bed with an alert look on her face.
"I think I left my diary down in the Common Room!" Lily exclaimed with a terrified expression. Alexis rolled her eyes, taking her ponytail down and starting to brush her long, straight, dark brown hair.
"Oops – I thought it was something important." Alexis said.
"Shut up! I'll be right back." Lily replied in a frustrated voice.
Lily creeped to the top of the stairwell leading down to the Gryffindor Common Room. She was shivering from the cold, stone steps. She crossed her arms, feeling the goose bumps start to come up on her arms. There can't be anyone downstairs at this hour – it's one in the morning, Lily thought. Lily started going down the stairs, her bare feet quietly echoing. She turned the corner and saw a head. Lily immediately retrieved behind the doorframe, blushing madly. She was praying that it wasn't a boy. It didn't matter, what was she thinking! My diary should be in the corner, so I should be out of here in no time. Whoever it is won't even notice me. Lily tip-toed from behind the door frame to the desk practically next to it. She looked on top of the desk where the diary should have been, nothing. She frowned, looking under it, still nothing. Getting a bit frantic, Lily accidentally stubbed her toe on the bottom of the chair in front of the desk and then let out a cry of pain. The figure from the couch immediately shot up. Lily, remembering she was only in a camisole and pajama bottoms, crossed her arms quickly. She especially needed to cross them because she realized that her hair was in a tight bun, which would not cover her up much. Lily slowly looked up to see who it was, horrified to find it was the last person she wanted to see her in her pajamas.
"Potter! What are you doing up so late?" Lily exclaimed.
"Good – wait – is it night or morning? I'd say morning…anyway…you're looking – well." James said with a smirk on his face, after looking Lily up and down. Lily looked at his wardrobe. He was in his pajamas as well. He was wearing a plain navy blue t-shirt that was fitted, not tight, but fitted. This showed his frame, which was nice. He had pajama bottoms on as well. Even though Lily hated him, she had to admit that he looked pretty hot.
"Don't you dare look at me when I'm dressed like this!" Lily said.
"I'm sorry, Evans, but I can't do that."
"What? Why ever not?"
"I was taught that it is not proper manners to not look at the person as you are talking to them."
"Since when has manners mattered to you?"
"I have to admit, not much. But I try to use them when I am around you."
"Me? ME? Why am I a special case?"
"Because I'm trying to get you to like me, of course." Thank Merlin it's pitch black except the fire, Lily thought. Right then her cheeks were as red as the fire. She knew he couldn't really see her though, so she tried to disguise her voice.
"What are you doing down here?" Lily said, changing the subject.
"Reading the Daily Prophet."
"Why?"
"Just to catch up on the rubbish it's putting in there."
"Rubbish, what are you talking about?"
"You can't honestly think that the Daily Prophet isn't rubbish!"
"Why would I think that!"
"They just tell you what you want to hear. They don't tell you the facts. People need to know what's really going on in the Wizarding World, but we honestly have no idea."
"I think that's rubbish."
"You just wait and see, Evans…just wait…"
"You are ridiculous and paranoid."
"No, I'm not. I just know what is going to happen."
"Did you actually pay attention in Divination for once?"
"Of course I didn't! Who do you think I am…Remus? Or you?"
"Whatever…I can't believe I'm asking you, but have you seen a dark, leather-bound book down here? It has my initials in the bottom, right hand corner – "
"Oh, you mean this?" James reached down and took something from the couch and stood back up, holding it up. It was Lily's diary. Lily immediately became enraged.
"You beast! You read my diary!" Lily yelled.
"Quiet down, Evans! It's one in the morning!"
"I don't care what time it is, you read my diary!"
"No, I didn't read your diary. I had it here so I wouldn't forget it. I was going to put it in my bag and give it to you in the morning."
"Why didn't you just leave it on the desk?"
"I thought someone would do what you are accusing me of, I thought they would read it." Lily thought it was a kind gesture, but she still couldn't stand him. She walked over to James, who had been standing behind the couch the whole time, and snatched the diary.
"You are impossible." Lily was about to turn away but she wanted to say something nastier, although it hadn't hit her what to say yet. James was smirking.
"What could you possibly be smirking at?" Lily asked in an annoyed tone.
"My dear Ms. Evans, is this just the reflection of the fire, or are you a deep shade of red?" James moved closer to her. Lily looked up into his hazel eyes. She could easily melt if she wasn't so stubborn. He looked really hot, why did he have to be such a git? Lily wanted to look somewhere – anywhere other than his eyes, but she had to be firm. She could think of nothing else to say. So quickly before she even gave thought to it, Lily smacked James.
"I'm not blushing because I like you…I'm just mad as hell." With that she went upstairs to her room, slamming the door.