Muggle Studies Quotes3

Author: emptyfirefly

Summary: "Let us hope that we are all preceded in this world by a love story" – Don Snyder. Lily and James aren't suited, Lily and James don't work, but it is Lily and James that match, muggle quote by muggle quote.

Rating: Really, the rating could be argued, but at the end of the day it's PG13 if you're comfortable with swearing and violence, M if you're not. Figure it out yourself!

Warnings: Well, there'll be violence of a sorts, swearing of a lots, fluffy love… meh, I'm not offended!

Pairings: Well, Lily/James, Remus/OC, Sirius/OC, as far as I'm concerned Peter doesn't get a girlfriend… well maybe one… where was I?

Disclaimer: You know, it's funny. I was talking to J.K. about my stories and not dong a disclaimer, and you know what? We go along like a house on fire… until… the house caught on fire. Oh, and I asked for money, apparently a bad move or something! But hey, whatever! The point is that I don't own, and I know I never will! Sigh.

Ah so, Mr Bond, we meet again! I hope you have been enjoying the story so far, and I would like to add that I have finally figured out the entire plot! Woohoo! Plot! Anyway, so here I go… here I go.

Chapter Three. Jean de la Fontaine

It is impossible to please all the world and also one's father.

I wish I could say that Carly and I have patched up our fight. Alas, it is not so. It's been a week and we're still not talking. I think the problem is that I don't wanna talk to her when Black's around, and Black's always around, and she doesn't wanna talk to me until I give some form of explanation.

So, yeah, that friendship isn't going too well.

It's funny, but having spent more time with Griffiths, I remember again why we dated, what I can't remember is why we stopped. I mean, I broke it off, I remember that, but I don't seem to recall what it was that annoyed me so much. That can't be saying much for my memory, but it does seem to be saying a lot for Griffiths if I can get along with an ex.

TimTam leans over to me, ignoring the raucous conversation occurring around us in the Ravenclaw common room. "Cyp, do you wanna go to the library, I've got some stuff to look up."

I glance at her with surprise, but then a genuine smile of happiness grows. TimTam and I aren't as close as we used to be, seven years can do that to a friendship, and even now as I hang out with her it feels like something's missing; so the chance for just the two of us being around each other is excellent.

"I'm in! Guys, we're off to the library." The group gives us a simultaneous nod, it's mildly disturbing, and we take a quick route into the library.

It's odd, but I think one of the best things about Hogwarts is that the people that lived there designed it. So, for instance, the library is close to the Ravenclaw common room. We walk in quietly, ignoring Pince as she throws out a couple of fourth year Hufflepuffs.

"Cyp?" TimTam glances up at me, pausing in her Divination homework, which is a stupid subject anyway, if you ask me.

"Yeah?"

"Have… have you ever had something that you wanted to tell someone. Something so serious, so life-changing-ly important, that you don't even know how to say it?"

I look up at her; she's got tears in her eyes, what's going on here? TimTam doesn't do emotional stuff: Hell, she's practically allergic to Kodak moments.

"No, I can't say I have."

She blinks and suddenly I wonder if that moment even happened; it's like she's managed to erase it.

"Me neither! Oh well, I guess I'll have to ask Blaze about it!"

Except I do remember, I know something's up that she's not telling me.

"Tim? What–"

"Lily! Just the person I wanted to see!"

Just my luck. I've just stumbled onto a potentially life-changing issue of TimTam's, and Black turns up!

"Get the Hell out of here Black, right now, I am not in the mood for your bullshit."

Black sighs and sits in the chair next to me. Noooooooooo, why me!

"I would Lils, really I would; unfortunately I have a girlfriend who is nightly bursting into tears because her best friend won't talk to her. And so, I can't 'go to Hell' until this mess is sorted out!"

Wow, was that an almost genuine statement from the Asshole? I would fall off my chair in shock, except then I would have to pick myself up again, and I am really lazy.

"Okay, here's the problem: she's dating you! Wow! I am so glad we had this little chat!"

Okay, maybe sarcasm isn't one of my strong suits, but… well… whatever!

Black's face darkens, as if he actually cares. Pfft, liar.

"Oh don't give me that look; you know you'll break up with her in a week anyway!"

"Listen to me for Merlin's sake!" Black has snapped, so I do him the service of actually putting my quill down. "I am not going to break up with Carly! I like her more than I have ever liked anyone! So please stop treating me like a 5 year old, and work through this!"

Wow, two paragraphs of genuine-ness-inosity in one conversation! I'd feel privileged, if he would remember.

I start to tell him to just go and jack off, but then I pause. Why not tell him? Why not overload him with guilt, while giving a valid explanation for him never coming near me again! Sounds like a plan.

"Okay, Black, let's go back–"

"Hey! That rhymes!"

"Shut up TimTam. Anyway, let's go back to fourth year…"

One night a pretty, naïve, and incredibly nice girl called Lily Evans is walking around the lake at her boarding school. She doesn't have any enemies, and although she sometimes finds the Marauders' actions a bit uncalled for, has no major issue with them.

"Cough, cough, sorry, but which fourth year are you looking at?"

"This was at the beginning of it, so shut the Hell up Black-boy, or I won't tell you a thing!"

"Sorry."

Anyway, before this lovely and sweet storyteller was so rudely interrupted… Sweet, Lily Evans was walking around the lake, enjoying a lovely… well, okay, a wee bit cold, stroll when suddenly she heard some noises.

In fact it was some yelling between three of the Marauders, and three Slytherins.

Now, being such a good person, and not wanting anyone to get into trouble, Lily immediately went over to see if she could smooth over the conflict.

"Hello there, is everything okay?" she asked, smiling sweetly.

"No, now get the fuck away you despicable mudblood!" Sirius Black yelled back, spittle flying on, and eventually drowning, Peter Pettigrew.

"I am terrible sorry that you feel that way Sirius–"

"It's Supreme Overlord to the likes of you! You disgust me." Sirius Black continued, turning his wand menacingly to the poor, innocent, hapless, and Gryffindoor–

"Oh for Merlin's sake!" Black leaps out of his chair in disgust. "This is ridiculous, I don't even remember the incident and I know this is absolute bullshit!"

TimTam grins, "You know, calling Lily a mudblood was completely uncalled for."

"I did not!"

"Did not what?" I chime in, noticing the large crowd we're gaining.

"I did not say, Lily 'pain in my arse' Evans, is a mudblood!"

Suddenly the crowd is infinitely bigger and the words seem to echo through the library.

I look around to see Blaze shouldering her way through the crowd, fury encompassing her features.

"What the Hell did you call Lily, Black?"

I start shaking in laughter, which Blaze appears to take as hysterical crying, as Black goes steadily redder.

"I didn't call her anything! We were trying to sort out why she hates me so much, and then she started making up some crap about me calling Lily a Mudblood!"

"What the Hell did you just Lily?"

Finally, TimTam and I can't take it anymore and we fall to the floor, rolling around, as we break out into hysterical laughter. Blaze, and Griffiths who was the last defender of my muggle born rights, stare at us in shock, clearly not comprehending what is so funny about this situation. Black just looks more pissed.

TimTam and I calm down, but choose not to get up off the floor; after all, this is the last year we'll get a chance to roll on the library floor.

"Uhm… are you guys getting up any time soon?" Griffiths, looking cute and concerned, offers me a hand up.

"No thanks, I'm good."

He passes the hand, well you know what I mean, to TimTam, but she completely ignores him. For some reason, none of my friends ever actually liked Griffiths.

"Now, Black, what the Hell were you thinking calling Lily…" Blaze swallows the original word and just gives a head nod.

"A mudblood?" A Slytherin from the crowd supplies the missing word, and is promptly beaten to a pulp by a nearby muggle born. Well, according to me anyway, and this is my point of view, so back off!

Black groans in frustration as the rest of the Malfunctions arrive, along with Carly, none of them managing to see me and TimTam on the ground.

"What's going on?" Carly's hands slip around Black's waist and I shudder slightly to myself. TimTam pats me lightly on the head, completely ignoring my anger. Typical!

"Well, you're beloved boyfriend here called Lily a mudblood, and we just wanna know why!"

I swear, I dunno what is funnier: Carly's recoil of shock, Potter's flash of absolute horror, Peter's sudden look of hunger (for cheese, btw), or Remus' jump as he looks down to see me staring up at them.

Cause, all of the above are occurring, and I swear I'm about to start laughing again.

"LILY! Tell them the truth, and then tell me the truth!" Black snaps, clearly the whole situation is doing nothing for his nerves.

The group stares at me again, lying on the floor, and I feel very small. I think it's the use of the word 'truth', sorta breaking, you know? Like suggesting I was lying to everyone.

I sit up and cross my legs; the floor really is quite comfortable. "Okay, I give, he didn't call me a mudblood: he just said the mudblood in a context that sounded like he was calling me mudblood."

Blaze blinks, "So, you're not crying hysterically because Black called you a mudblood, therefore making you feel belittled and ashamed of your muggleborn, a.k.a. mudblood, ancestry?"

"Nope, no tears about being a mudblood!"

"Oh for Merlin's sake!" Remus yells, throwing his arms in the air. "Would you people quit saying mudblood all the time?"

That sets me off again, along with TimTam and Blaze, we start grinning and the crowd decides to disperse as we're rolling around, grabbing at each other in an attempt for some solidity. If I bother to look up, I know that the Malfunctions will be laughing too, but I'm too busy with my own.

Finally we calm down again, and decide to stand up, although TimTam just pulls up a chair and continues the book she had dropped in the laughter.

"Now, can you please explain what this is all about?" Remus seems to be the most eager to sort the whole mess out, so he takes the lead.

"It's very simple Remmy: I was sitting here with TimTam, when Black the Wanker showed up–"

"Hey!" Black interrupts my simple explanation. "I just wanted to find out what the problem is between you and Carly, so that everything would be as happy as a monkey again!"

I shake my head angrily, "Then why didn't you bother your precious girlfriend, instead my life difficult!"

Suddenly, because as teenagers everything is sudden, we're chest-to-chest, although considering my lacking height it was head-to-thin-air in his case.

"Oh, cause everything has to be exactly perfect in your perfect little life!"

"If everything was perfect, I wouldn't be afraid of the Big Lake, now would I?"

Black snorts with disgust, "Oh, poor Evans, suffering so much because she's scared of the water! What: did you trip in a pond one day and get your perfect little dress dirty?"

"Actually, no! Way back in fourth year, some jackass did a Bubble Head Charm, tied me to the bottom of the Big Lake, and left me in pitch darkness for SIX HOURS!"

I break down.

It is as simple and complicated as that.

I composedly walk over to the chair next to TimTam, put my head in my hands, and the tears come. The difficultly suppressed memories come rushing back, overwhelming me, terrifying me, and suddenly… I'm in the lake again.

I look around for a familiar landmark, a moving shape, but there's nothing. There's just stillness, horrible, soul-destroying silence… and drips.

Are really those drips? I glance around frantically, is the Bubble Head Charm failing? I don't have my wand! What if it suddenly disappears?

Do they know I'm missing? Are they missing me? Oh Merlin, get me out, just get me out, I'll never do the wrong thing again: just get me out.

Oh shit, what was that? Something brushes my foot, something invisible in the darkness.

Help me! Please, somebody help!

But there's no one.

Just darkness… cold… drips… nothingness.

I'm gonna die. This is it: I'm gonna die, and I'm never gonna see my mom again. Never gonna see my dad again. Never gonna make up with Petunia. I'm never… I don't want to die. I'm never… Oh God, oh Merlin… how long have I–

Just as suddenly as I go back down into the lake, I'm dragged back out. The scene around me is sombre, and for the first time in a long time, I feel loved. Sounds pansyish, and very stupid, but I do.

TimTam and Blaze are talking to Carly, I can't hear them because it's like I've temporarily gone deaf, but clearly they're trying to come to an understanding. Remus and Peter are talking as well, I don't know what they could possibly be talking about, but they are, and they look worried. It's now that I suddenly realize that it's not my arms that are keeping me warm and calm… they're Black's.

Black is holding me to him, trying to talk to me, trying to bring me out of it. I pull back, and he jumps slightly, having not realized I was aware again.

My hearing starts to come back, but it's only really him I can hear talking.

"I'm sorry. Lily, I didn't remember, I don't think I even knew what it was I did. Please, you have to believe me, I never meant to hurt you; you're not my favourite person, but I respect you a Hell of a lot more than it seems. Please Lily, please…"

He seems to lose all the words he was trying to say; I think anything he tries to say to explain what happened would sound stupid. His voice has a desperate crack in it, and it scares him as much as it does me.

"Why did you do it, Sirius? Why would you do that to anyone?" I glance around and thankfully see that everyone else isn't paying attention.

"This'll sound stupid, I know, but… I lost control." Sirius sighs, a long shaking sigh, as if he's about to reveal everything. "The Slytherin's we were fighting… one of them was Regulus, my own brother, though I guess that shouldn't have been a shock. He was saying, horrible stuff, about how disappointed father was in me. How I was nothing. I heard someone sneaking up behind me, and I thought it was Malfoy: the hair was too bright to be anyone else. So I did a Bubble Head Charm and I levitated him into the lake. And then we all left, we assumed that they would fish him out, well; I assumed… never stopped to think it was someone else."

I can't believe it, I mean, I can, but it's so unbelievable: a small case of mistaken identity, and now I'm damaged.

Major screw up or what?

"I'm sorry. But I suppose it's too late now."

I want to answer, but before I can I need to know just one more thing… "Why did Regulus saying you're a disappointment make you lose control?"

Okay, not as stupid as it sounds: it's a known fact that Sirius is a screw up in his dad's eyes, so why was it new news? Why in the world would Sirius the Control King, lose it?

Sirius carefully removes his arms from me, though I'd even forgotten they were there, and runs a hand through his hair, his brown eyes haunted. He smiles grimly to himself, then looks up at me: asking me to join in with the joke. "I know it sounds stupid, everyone in the school knows that I'm nothing like my parents want, but… you know what? I don't get it!"

He starts yelling and the others are looking our way, they look ready to rush over, but seem to change their minds.

"What don't you get?"

"I…" His foot jiggles, he's bursting to say this, but he doesn't want to let it out.

"What? 'I' what?"

"I… I TRY! I may not be their perfect little Slytherin heir, but I have the fourth best grades in our year, only behind people that I'm friends with!" I raise my eyebrows at the 'friend' comment, but don't interrupt. "I'm get along with ¾ of this school, date heaps of girls, the professors like me well enough… and you know what? My NEWTS are gonna be all O's or pretty close! Why isn't that good enough? Everyone else loves me for it? So why don't they? Why doesn't he?"

He doesn't break down, I guess because Sirius Black doesn't break down, but I can see that he's seriously, no pun intended, torn up about this. I want to say the right thing, something perfect, something that's never been said before, but only one thing manages to come to my head…

"A muggle called Jean de la Fontaine said something pretty smart one time," I say, not looking at him, not wanting to admit that I can't find my own words. "He said: 'It's impossible to please all the world and also one's father'."

I give him the 'if that's any consolation' shrug, and wait for the cold shoulder that's become my best friend these past years. But it doesn't come, he holds his hand over to me, and I shake it. I can never forgive him for doing what he did, but I can no longer bear a grudge either: I guess we'll just have to move past all of it.

There's a little cheer from TimTam as we finally stand up, and it looks like we're all gonna have a Kodak moment, when an excited Gryffindoor comes crashing into the library.

"Did you hear the news? Holy crap! It's so amazing!"

Blaze tries to pause him, but he's too worked up, "What news? What's amazing?"

The kid looks like he's gonna burst an artery but he keeps going anyway, "Griffiths! Tim Griffiths!" I can feel my ears perk up at the name, and I lean forward a bit.

"What about him?"

"Tim Griffiths is the Heir!"

Just as suddenly as he ran in, the boy dashes out of the library again.

I look to the others as Carly voices what's on all of our thoughts, "The Heir of what?"

I shrug and look towards Potter, he always seems to know this stuff, when a weird jolt hits me: he's gone.

Dammit! Now how am I gonna get him to believe that me and Sirius had a moment back there?

DAMMIT!

Ah-so, the Heir of what you wonder? Voldemort? Dumbledore? Or something even more sinister? Anyway, I hope that the Sirius/Lily moment did itself justice, and didn't freak you out either. Don't worry, this isn't a Sirius/Lily fic, in any form, so just bear with me as this takes yet another dastardly turn! Bwahahahaha!

Question, and this would mean you would have to review but anyway… Do we want Remus to get a girl, cause I have it lined up, although you may be able to see it already, or do we not want that extra complication?

Review if you wanna… or don't… I don't really mind either way.