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Flirting With the Enemy
By; Sierra Sitruc
Email: ChristmasAngel87@hotmail.com
Chapter 4 Things Get Sticky
James and Lily fought to untangle themselves staring at Bob Smith who was grinning like an idiot.
"Oh excuse me- I'll be leaving. I just heard noises- now I know why." Lily and James' jaws dropped as he left. How could he think that!? Oh I wonder, we were in quite a sticky situation… Lily thought to herself getting off the floor, she and James were both blushing a deep crimson.
"Lily since we're already awake- do you think we should go on ahead and leave? Maybe Bob has some shoes you can borrow." James said sitting exhaustedly next to Lily, who was lying down.
"Yeah, shoes would be nice." Lily said pulling her foot up towards her, so she could examine it, it had gotten slight tan considering how cold it was. "So are we going to start moving?" Lily said yawning.
"Yeah sure, the sooner the better, plus I don't want to stay in this guy's house any longer then I have to."
"All right, I'm just going to rest a few minutes okay?" Lily laid back down on the bed. James sat beside her and yawned.
"Sure fine…I think I will too." James mumbled and soon both were fast asleep, ignoring the wetness at the top of their heads.
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"Oh shit." James muttered waking up next to Lily at 10:00 in the morning; well at least he'd gotten some sleep. "Lily wake up." James said shaking Lily awake.'
"Go away Isabella, the report can wait." Lily mumbled smacking James awake, who grinned and started tickling her until she gave in. "Okay, okay I'm awake!" Lily squealed, "Damn I have to use the bath room- same routine?"
"Yup, I have to go too."
The two had a plan for 'taking care of business' inside the house one would be up close against the door, while the other would go…Out in the forest they just turned away from each other…it was so embarrassing…
They were getting ready, and were talking. "So, who's Isabella?" James asked almost out of the blue.
"Oh-how'd you find out about her?"
"You thought I was her when I tried to wake you up."
"Oh." Lily's ears turned pink. "She's my room mate…she doesn't know I'm a death eater...We work together and such; if I were able to get out of this; I wouldn't have a place to live anyway."
"Oh." James looked uncomfortable. I wish this whole mess would just go away. James thought looking at how sad Lily was, she tried to be happy and sometimes she was, as long as they ignored any talk about Voldemort.
They went to look for Bob to get shoes for Lily. "Bob, do you have any shoes I can possibly have?" Lily asked sweetly.
"Oh, sorry dear, all I have are these and they're on my feet." They looked down at Bob's shoes they were scraggily looking shoes that were falling apart; why had they even asked?
"That's okay thanks anyways." Lily sighed and looked at James giving him a look that said 'Looks-like-you're-carrying-me-again!'
"All right come on Lily we have to get moving if we want to get to the house soon." James said, and soon he and Lily were back on the trail; Lily on his back once again.
"So Potter, how does this whole- what happens to my life thing; work?"
"Oh, that…" James shifted Lily's weight and started to explain. "First they question you and get as much information as they can out of you; that takes a while, and then you go to a trial." James left out the part about Dementors being around; though the Dementors had been acting oddly lately and he him self and others weren't feeling safe keeping the prisoners with them.
"Is all this at the Headquarters?"
James didn't like this conversation, it reminded him of the fact that Lily would be sent off to Azkaban and would most likely die, and at such a young age, she seemed so innocent. James for the first time since he'd met her tried to make plans to get her out of their situation; something he could get in serious trouble for.
"Yes all of it is, but there are different parts to the headquarters…dungeons, offices, all sorts of things, it's a confusing place." James finally said. Lily sighed and rested her head on James' shoulder breathing in the 'James' scent she was really starting to like. "Now changing the subject to something different…"
"Hats." Lily suggested out of the blue.
"The sorting hat!" They both exclaimed at the same time.
"That sorting hat sure was weird; I can still remember what it said to me…" Lily was thinking back to a time which seemed so long ago…
~11 year old Lily's sorting~
A younger Lily was standing behind a girl named Isabella Patil, whose twin brother was standing next to her too. (A/N Patil family has a twin thing okay?) She'd met the two of them on the train. They were about to walk in to the Great Hall to be sorted.
"Which house do you plan on getting in?" Isabella asked.
"I'm don't care too much; Ravenclaw sounds fine to me, Gryffindor too." Lily answered. "How about you?"
"I really want Ravenclaw, but my brother wants Gryffindor- I don't want to be separated from him, but maybe if you go to Ravenclaw with me it won't be so bad."
"Yeah, it'd be great to have someone I know there." Lily agreed, and then the new first years were being escorted into the Great Hall. Lily hated being stared at; she couldn't stand being the center of attention. She didn't like the fact that people were staring at her, and judging her by her looks. It was an uncomfortable feeling.
Lily walked near a table of anxious kids; four boys were trying to start a chant of "Hungry, Hungry!" But were failing as, no one would join them. Lily later learned they were the famous Marauders, who made school a lot more enjoyable with their pranks on the Slytherins.
Soon Lily was watching kids be called out to be sorted, and sooner then she would like her name was called.
A Professor placed the hat on her head, and Lily almost fell over with shock that it had started talking to her.
Ah, Lily Evans, my, my you've got ambition to do well, but Slytherin doesn't suit your personality. Your fairly loyal and have a good amount of patience, just not enough for Hufflepuff. You have bravery, but I can sense that you have daring and good Gryffindor virtue, but you seem like you'd be perfect for Ravenclaw. You love learning, and seem wiser then the rest and can be witty whilst in a tight spot. Though if you're in Gryffindor, your future will be easier, oh you don't mind a challenge? All right then. Yes, yes I think that will do-
"RAVENCLAW!" The sorting hat finally shouted, and Lily felt relieved beyond belief that it was over. She went to the table that was applauding her, and took a seat beside a boy in her year. Later she was joined by Isabella and was sad to see her brother (Patrick) be sorted into Gryffindor although he was grinning, he waved at them and sat down.
"I knew that was going to happen." Isabella said with a sigh. "You see in my family, we always have twins I'm afraid to have children for that very reason. And whenever they are enrolled in Hogwarts they are put into Gryffindor and Ravenclaw- always separated. I've been expecting it, but it still makes me upset."
"I can't wait to start schooling; do you think I'll do well?" Lily said changing the subject.
"Yeah, if you study hard."
"I'm nervous, I might not be any good at magic at all, and fail and have to go back to the muggle world!" Lily said worriedly.
"Yeah right, the worst that can happen is they expel you. And that's only if you do something terrible- oh look at Patrick, he's talking to a bunch of people already! That house is easily the most out going." Isabella once again changed the subject to her brother….
~Back to the future!~
"The sorting hat said your future would be easier if you were in Gryffindor?" James asked.
"Yeah, it's bothered me all these years, I talked about it with Isabella, but she said and I quote 'Lily girl, you worry to much'. I wonder if maybe, if I'd been in Gryffindor if I'd still be- where I am now, you know…being a death eater."
"Maybe, maybe not; but you're friends with the Patils?" James asked changing the subject.
"Yeah, Isabella's my best friend- she knows almost everything about me, though she's suspected something about this the whole time; she doesn't know- unless she read the Daily Prophet. Her brother and I dated for a short while in fifth year, but last time I checked he was dating this pretty Ravenclaw a year older then me- I forget her name, but Isabella said they are planning to get married and such. I'd hoped to see him get married, but that's not likely now…"
James hated hearing her sad, and tried to change the subject again. "You want to hear about my sorting? It's quite a funny story; I think it will go down in history as the best sorting ever!"
"Sure why not?"
~James at 11 years old in line for the sorting~
"Sirius!" James whispered loudly to his best friend who seemed preoccupied in poking a rather slimy haired boy with his wand.
"Hm, what?" Sirius asked coming to his senses.
"Remember?" James asked reminding him of the plan to just plain scare everyone around them.
"OH yeaaah." Sirius whispered back, and then Sirius spoke up LOUDLY. "Did you hear that to get sorted, you have to make up a spell and if it works and pleases these…judges, you are placed in the house of your choice Gryffindor being the best, then Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and then the lowly Slytherins."
"R-really?" I boy with blondish hair stuttered looking at them. (Peter)
"Yup, that's what my dad said!" James said, giving this theory a look of believability. Really his dad had told him how they really got sorted, but James and Sirius loved getting people worked up.
So pretty soon all the first years, were scared to death and wondering how to create a spell…
When they found out what you REALLY had to do, they were relieved, and actually Sirius and James had done them a favor. Now the sorting hat seemed trivial and easy compared to what they had thought, but a few of them (future Slytherins) didn't like it at all and soon hated the two boys, who frankly didn't care at all.
When "Black, Sirius" Was called, Sirius was grinning and waved to the crowd like he was a movie star, and blew kisses at the head girl, who VERY surprisingly- blushed.
Sirius sat on the stool, and while James had no idea what was going on inside, they were all very shocked when the hat started laughing! Sirius grinned proudly at himself, and was soon announced a Gryffindor.
Sirius started making faces at James as he waited in line- that's how Sirius acted when he was nervous…Like an idiot.
James was getting bored waiting for his name to be called and starting where Sirius left off—he began to annoy Snape. Finally (Much to the relief of Snape) his name was called.
James had the hat plopped on his head, and barely had it on his had before he was announced a Gryffindor as well. The Gryffindor table cheered and James made his way over and sat next to Sirius and Remus Lupin who Sirius had been talking to for a few minutes while they waited. Remus was quiet but friendly. Their conversation was then joined by Peter Pettigrew…
~Back to the Future~
"Peter Pettigrew?" Lily asked, the name seemed familiar…hadn't Death Eaters spoken of him?
"You know him? He's one of my best friends, a Marauder of course." James said, "Let's stop for a break, I'm beginning to lose feeling in my legs."
Lily slid from James' back and James conjured two chairs and they ate a small snack. James was rubbing his feet, which were a bit blistery from walking so much and it made Lily feel guilty.
As the two sat there with James massaging his feet still; the two both felt the eeriness of being watched. Both felt it, but neither said anything to the other.
"Let's keep walking." James said trying to keep the edge from his voice. Being an Auror he had instincts on things…Maybe that was why he trusted Lily so easily; he knew she was a good person.
Lily nodded and they continued walking, well James continued walking, Lily continued to be carried.
They were both very aware of their surroundings, and kept a wary eye on the slightest movements. While they were doing this they couldn't help but notice how the forest path became harder to decipher, and it was getting darker- both because the trees were denser and because a rain storm was hovering above them.
Yet another obstacle for the two travelers…
As the day wore on, James took more and more breaks, and Lily felt horrible for making him carry her, but he never complained. She suggested walking, but he turned her down and said he didn't mind.
The feeling of being watched never went away, and the two were becoming more edgy as night started to fall upon them- along with a light drizzle of rain.
"How much FARTHER?" Lily whined, she was tired, he was tired and a nice jail cell sounded fine to her at the moment, compared to being wet, followed and scared by a creepy forest that seemed to be less muggle- and more wizard.
This thought was proved true as they saw a Worky fly on to a branch nearby them. A Worky is a small creature 8 inches tall with wings of gold (like a snitch) and a silver body and along with the regular feathers it has poisonous spikes that fly out when it feels threaten. This probably would have been the worst of their problems, if neither of them had known nothing about care of magical creatures, because this particular specimen is attracted to yet another creature- a dark creature, and when Lily and James saw this Worky, they were both ready to run in the other direction, and Lily was wondering if they'd taken the wrong path to get to the Hopkirks.
"James, that's a WORKY!" Lily whispered loudly in his ear.
"I know, I know!" James whispered back, both had fear creeping up in them.
"Do you KNOW what creature Workys are attracted to!?" Lily asked trying to squelch the terror that was erupting inside her.
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Chapter 5--