Midnight Charades
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A.N. Read the A.N. at the bottom of the page and watch out for a switch of different writing styles. Plus, tell us what you want to happen in the next chapter and then we will try our best to incorporate it, K? All right. And without any further adue;
Chapter 2:
Oh where oh where has Lily gone?
James"Alright, Potter, where is she? We know you have her!"
James sat up in bed, contemplating how hard it was to sleep when girls kept barging into your room overnight (that isn't meant as a sexual reference).
"For your information," he snapped at the two girls in the doorway, "I do not have Evans anywhere. Now if you'll excuse me, its 5 o'clock and I'd like to get my beauty sleep!"
"Oh, so poor little Jamesie Wamesie needs his rest!" Kay Finch said in a mocking baby voice. Switching to a normal one she smirked at Jade Addler. "Do you think we should let him off?"
"Hmmm…" Jade said, tapping her chin as if deep in thought.
"Nah." Both girls said simultaneously before advancing and tackling James on his bed.
"Aah! Padfoot, a little help here!" James shrieked as Jade beat him with a pillow and Kay brought out her wand.
Sirius just shrugged and grinned as Kay proceeded to change the bed into an uncomfortable wooden chair and his sheets into long scratchy rope, which Jade then wrapped James in.
"Remus! Peter!"
"Sorry, mate." Remus apologized. "We're not intervening twice in one morning."
"Aha! So she did come here this morning!" Jade cried recklessly, meaning to stride forward and poke James in the chest, but instead striding into an end table and falling over it.
"Smooth, Addler." Sirius taunted lazily from his bed.
Glare daggers were shot at him from both girls.
Lily
"Mmmm… Stupid bleach…" Lily mumbled in her sleep. She twisted around on her soft down bed and pulled the warm quilts up to her chin in a small attempt to keep herself warm in the chilly air of the room.
Wait a minute…
Lily's room had a mandatory fully stacked fireplace and it was always lit. It was also closest to Lily's bed. This was not right.
She shot straight up in her bed hit her head on a cold metal ceiling.
BONG…The sound reverberated loudly throughout the small confines of the room.
A migraine was coming on, Lily could feel it.
"Ugh…" She moaned, "It's much too early for this…"
She nursed her sore head. This sick joke had better end soon, and Lily had better get a headache potion from the hospital wing or else she would crack.
Cautiously, Lily inched out of her bed. How had she gotten here? She tried to remember and winced as her head pounded. Hangover, shower, white hair, anger, Potter, torture, and then… It was all black. She sighed and lay down across the bed.
Propping her head up on a pillow, she examined her surroundings. She seemed to be trapped in a large cage, somewhat like that of that rodents. It was big enough to lie down and stretch in, with a human-sized wheel for running around on. There was also a small table by the foot of the bed on which there were assorted food items and a vial of greenish-brown liquid.
Lily's eyes cautiously strayed outside of the metal cage. A cold, grey stone room met her gaze. There were no furnishings and the fireplace was cold. The only thing besides her cage was a life-sized cardboard cutout of James Potter.
"Ugh!" she cried, frustrated. She should have guessed it earlier. What the hell did this bloody git do to her?
"Hey, hotstuff!" the cardboard James said seductively.
"Bugger off!" she moaned angrily into her pillow.
"Ouch, that hurt, but don't worry, Evans. I don't mind. In fact, I like my women feisty!" It responded cockily. She could almost hear its cardboard smirk.
"Go away!" She said tearfully. She wanted to be alone and cry in her cold metal cage.
"Don't cry, Evans. There's only one thing you need to do to get out of here."
She sat up, instantly suspicious. "And what would that be?"
"To earn your way out of here, Evans, you will need to agree to the following rules which I, James Potter the Magnificent…"
Lily not-so-subtly rolled her eyes. Apparently James' cockiness was so great that he managed to pass on the trait to even a cardboard version of himself.
"…God of everything Sexy…" the cutout continued, oblivious to the fact that the girl he was preaching to was paying no attention to it
"…Lord of Quidditch…blah blah…Leader of the Marauders…blah blah blah…King of all Mischief…blah…has laid down."
"Sorry…What? You lost me when your ego took over the conversation." Lily smirked, shaking her head as if she had come out of a reverie.
The cut out sighed. "You have to be my slave for the day."
The girl openly gaped at the cardboard version of the egotistical prat who had imprisoned her. Had he really just suggested that?
The 6-foot 2-inch piece of paper produce crossed its arms and stared sceptically at her. It soon seemed that it became impatient, and it snapped at her, "Having your mouth open like that is really not the most attractive look for you. You look rather like an albino goldfish."
She gasped indignantly and gave it a searing glare before knocking it over. She couldn't deal with it. Being insulted by James was one thing, but being insulted by a cardboard replica of the same pig headed persona with even less of a brain than James (assuming that that's even possible) was worse.
"Hey!" The cardboard prat protested. "I resent that!" It moved slightly.
Lily sat down against the wall. It was going to be a looong day.
James
Kay and Jade circled James and the recently tied and gagged Sirius. Remus and Peter played chess in a corner, pretending that nothing was happening.
"What did you do to Lily?" Jade demanded, pointing her wand threateningly at James throat. She smirked as he flinched. Even James knew to be afraid when it came to Jade's hexes. Several Slytherins would walk with a limp all their lives thanks to her. Even Lily wouldn't do anything lasting, or too painful. Jade had none of Lily's scruples, which made her a formidable enemy indeed.
"Nothing!" James said again. Wincing as Jade's wand shot sparks into his skin.
"Mmmph!" An outraged Sirius said into his gag. "Mmph hnnmm!"
"Tell us!" Kay demanded, pulling on James' recently singed hair. A puzzled expression crossed her face. "Your hair smells like smoke, did you know that?"
"Yes, in fact I did." James snapped. "Now stop touching my hair, you're hurting it."
Jade and Kay exchanged glances of evil satisfaction, that meant only ill for James' hair.
Lily
"Come one, make your choice, I haven't got all day." The cut-out remarked from the floor. "No one's going to find you."
"Kay and Jade will probably be torturing James and Sirius as we speak!" Lily shot back. "They can't hold out under the threat of being permanently maimed or disfigured."
"But even if they do tell, you're friends won't be able to find you." The cardboard, said with a self satisfied smirk. "I, being the incredibly handsome genius that I am, preformed a secret- keeper charm. Remus of course, is the secret keeper, and your fiends won't torture him, he's too nice to you and your friends. So me and Sirius can tell all we like, there's no chance of either of your friends finding you."
Lily groaned. "So the only way to get out is comply with your demands." She brushed her bleached hair out of her face and thought for a moment. Nothing.
"Basically." The James replica said. "Unless you'll be my girlfriend." He hopefully added.
"NO!" Lily shrieked, glaring at the piece of paper.
"Then, yeah, the only way to get out is to be my slave."
"Fine." Lily said. 'At least I can torture James while obeying his every whim.' "There are of course, a matter of my demands, as well."
The cardboard cut out blinked. "Your what now?"
"My demands." Lily said. "Or, my terms of agreement."
"The terms are simple enough." James' picture said. "You do what I want, or you stay in this cage."
"And what if I chose to stay in the cage?" Lily asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Ummm…" Was the ever so witty reply. "I dunno."
"You'd have to let me out eventually." Lily said. "Once the teachers notice I'm gone on Monday, you'd get in huge trouble. As you said, Remus is nice to me and my friends."
"Good point." The James look-a-like said. "Your terms?"
"I actually don't have any." Lily said. "Except one. Don't pretend, or ask me to pretend, to be your girlfriend."
"Done." The cardboard said.
"Good." Lily lied down on the bed and yawned. "I'm going back to sleep. G'night."
"Couldn't you at least set me back upright?" The James shaped cut-out asked. "No? All right."
A/N-
Hello, this is Lydia! Betcha you didn't see that coming! Anyway, Kay got lazy with her story, (I resent that.)so I decided to step in and help her. She wrote half this chapter, and I wrote half.
Challenge!
Who can guess where me and Kay switched writing? It's down to the middle of a sentence, so be aware!
Believe me, it's hard to tell.
The prize is… a mention in the beginning of the chapter, in the authors note.
Have fun!
Review!
Or we will hunt you down and bleach your hair. And then you will see who looks like the albino goldfish (yes, I wrote that part).