Ok, I know I only added the second chapter earlier today but I got in to writing it and am adding the third chapter now! :-) so i hope you like it, please review! much love xx
Lily was sitting quietly in the library, a stack of books surrounding her, a quill in one hand, and her head resting on the ot
Lily was sitting quietly in the library, a stack of books surrounding her, a quill in one hand, and her head resting on the other. She had two foot-long essays to write but somehow the words to write it with wouldn't come to her. This was most unlike Lily.
Trying to prevent her mind from wandering, she re-read the title of the first essay. Only after she'd read it did she realise she hadn't taken a word of it in. Beginning to read the title yet again, she heard a voice whisper her name.
"Lily, are you working, even if you are it doesn't matter. Guess what!"
Lily put her quill down, glancing guiltily at the blank parchment in front of her, and looked up at her friend Cassie, who was beaming down at her.
"What's up Cas?" Lily asked, touching on a slight tone of boredom.
"Ok, so I was in the common room, usual stuff going on, Sirius and James getting lots of attention blah blah and McGonagall waltzed in holding a big poster and taped it to the wall."
Cassie stopped for breath, so excitable she didn't notice the change in Lily's expression when she mentioned James.
"Anyway, I shoved my way to the front of the crowd to have a look, and it turns out that Dumbledore is letting the Weird Sisters do a gig for fifth, sixth and seventh years in the main hall after the Halloween feast!" Cassie finished talking, forgetting they were in the library and let out a squeal of excitement.
"Ohmygod" breathed Lily, now grinning as much as Cassie. "That's only in three days time!"
Shoving her belongings back in her bag, Lily decided to ignore the essays she needed to do. She could always do them tomorrow night. Right now she had to find something to wear for the concert.
Giggling, both the girls entered the head's common room, intending to try on clothes, gossip, and discuss which of the Weird Sisters' songs they liked best. However, when they looked around, James was lying on the sofa, his arm over his eyes. Sirius was slumped in a chair next to him.
"For the last time, NO!" Shouted James, sitting up. He noticed the girls standing in the doorway, and lay back down again, huffing.
"I don't see why not! It'll be a laugh!" Sirius begged, with a look of annoyance on his face.
"Not interrupting are we?" Asked Lily, unsure whether they should leave or go to her room.
"No. The conversation's over." Sulked James, and stormed in to his bedroom.
"What's the matter with him?" Cassie asked, more to talk to Sirius than out of concern for James.
"God knows" Sighed Sirius, dropping lower in to his chair. "He's just all boring lately, won't do anything. He says he's not going to the feast on Friday. Or the concert afterwards."
"Why not?" Questioned Lily. For some reason this information made her stomach drop.
"Beats me." Sirius moaned. "I'm out of here. Fancy a walk Cas?"
Lily wasn't surprised that Cassie and Sirius left for 'a walk'. They had been 'taking walks' every now and again for a while. Since Sirius' sixteenth birthday last year to be exact. To Lily, it was obvious they liked each other, but both were too proud to admit it.
After watching Cassie and Sirius leave together, Lily turned and stared at James' closed door. Her excitement about the concert seemed to have disappeared, to be replaced with a bubbly feeling in her stomach, something similar to nerves.
She walked towards James' door, but couldn't bring herself to knock. Dumping her bag outside her room she sat down in the common room, wondering what she would have said if she went in James' room. Pulling out a piece of parchment, she began to write to her sister Petunia, something she was doing less and less now days. Not that she ever got a reply anyway.
Half way through her letter, James' door flew open and James stomped out of his room. When he saw Lily he stopped, almost in surprise, but walked over and sat down on the other end of the sofa.
"Everything ok?" Lily timidly asked. She didn't want him to yell at her.
"Fine" James snapped, in a tone that clearly wasn't fine.
"Ok" Lily resumed writing her letter. She could feel James' eyes on her, but could also sense some kind of unease between them, so didn't want to look up.
Not being able to stand the tension, Lily broke the silence.
"Sirius says you're not going to the feast or the concert on Friday." She stated, glancing up at him from the corner of her eye.
"I don't feel like it." James turned away from her and sighed.
Discarding her letter to petunia, she pulled out another piece of parchment and scribbled a note on it.
Want to tell me why you don't feel like going?
She pushed the note across the table so that it was in front of James. He glanced at it and turned to face her once again.
"I take it you're going?" He asked, his eyes searching her face for something unknown to Lily.
"Why wouldn't I? It'll be fun. When else have we had a concert in school?"
James shrugged and stared at the floor. Lily looked at him, concerned. She had never seen him act this way before. She didn't like it.
"Why don't you feel like going?" She asked, trying to catch his eye.
At first, James seemed unwilling to answer. He opened and closed his mouth several times.
"I don't want to have to be Sirius' wing man." He looked stroppy.
"You don't have to be. Just hang out with Remus and Peter." Suggested Lily. She had a feeling James wasn't telling her the truth.
"You don't understand. The only way I don't have to be Sirius' wing man is if I go with someone. I don't want to go with anyone, and I don't want to be his wingman. I'm fed up of girls." He ended his rant and looked at Lily.
She stared back at him, her expression unclear. "I'll leave you alone then." She stood up and made to leave.
"No don't!" Cried James. "I didn't mean you. I'm sorry." For the first time that evening James' expression softened. He patted the sofa next to him, silently asking her to sit down.
Lily considered his request. She wanted to sit next to him. But she was confused. Why did she want to sit next to him? This was James she was thinking about.
At that moment it dawned on her. She couldn't concentrate on her essays because she was trying not to think about James. She was writing to Petunia less and less because of the time she was spending in the head's common room talking to James and thinking about James. She wanted him to go to the concert because she wanted to see him outside of classes and head duties.
He patted the sofa again, and gave her such a puppy-eyes look she laughed, and moved to sit down.
"I knew that would work." He smiled.
Lily's mouth was suddenly dry. How could she like James? It wasn't possible. This was James Potter!
"I didn't mean to snap at you. And I don't hate all girls. I like you." James spoke softly to her and flashed her a loving smile. Or did Lily just want it to be loving?
After all, he hadn't asked her out since sixth year. And he seemed to be happy with them being friends. Did he like her still? Or did Lily realise her feelings for him a little too late?
"So, the concert." His voice brought Lily back to reality. "You reckon I should go, huh?"
"Yes." Lily spoke in barely more than a whisper.
"Will you protect me from Sirius?" He spoke with a laugh.
Lily didn't know what to say. So she said nothing. Her head and her heart were having an argument inside her, and the conflict seemed to make her incapable of talk.
"I mean, will you actually talk to me or will you leave me to be forced to chat up girls all night?" James asked when she didn't reply.
The thought of James chatting up other girls, hitting on them, made Lily's insides churn. She didn't know quite what to do with her feeling at the moment, but knew she couldn't let him go out with other girls.
"Of course I'll talk to you." She smiled, praying that she looked ok. She had never wanted to look in the mirror more. Neither had she ever wanted to check her appearance because of a guy before.
"Maybe if I'm lucky I might even get a dance." James grinned, and stood up. "Thanks Evans"
Lily looked up at him. "No problem" she smiled.
He bent down and kissed her on the forehead, before turning on the spot and returning to his room.
Feeling suddenly dizzy, Lily realised what had been making her so unwell the past few weeks.