Muggle Studies Quotes6
Author: empty_firefly
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! Why are you?
Pairings: Well, Lily/James, Sirius/OC, as far as I'm concerned Peter doesn't get a girlfriend… well maybe one… where was I?
Disclaimer: Can anyone say fanfiction website?
Chapter Six. Walter Anderson
"We're never so vulnerable as when we trust someone – but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy."
And that was the end of that.
Okay, not really, there was some more, but that was the big thing. Basically, Dumbledore concluded that while we deserved the positions we weren't about to get them, but he felt that we should know, James's secret remains a mystery, and he's taken to staring at me again… probably trying to suss out how many dead bodies I've seen.
Sorry, that was harsh. He's not my favourite, never will be, but he's not as horrible as he used to be. I know so many people that would broadcast what they knew around the school, but he's been surprisingly good about it. I never expected that from the guy who Christened Severus "Snivellus".
Am I still thinking about James? Right… So, moving on.
I think I'm officially over Griffiths, I mean, for one he's eating some bitch's face off every day or so, for another… I mean, he was given the Head Boy position, and he sucks!! I mean, you won't believe what I walked past the other day, and he just… just…. URGH!!!!! I mean, my God!! In fact….
Flashback!!!!!
I was walking along with Griffiths whom I had accidentally run into, casual as anything… Okay, I was carrying some lollies under my jumper that I had stolen from TimTam… which I find pretty ironic. Anyway, so we were walking along when suddenly…
"Pick them up." I heard voices around the corner, and standing over a little first year, were Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy! But not just any little first year, but a Hufflepuff; who was surrounded by dropped textbooks.
"Didn't you hear me? Pick up the fucking textbooks mudblood!"
Okay, I'll admit I was seeing a little bit of red right then, so I turned to Griffiths, casually pulling my wand out. "You know; I find guys like that just so annoying. Don't you?"
He stared at me, then shook his head and quickly covered my mouth with his hand. As I silently shrieked with indignation, he stealthily dragged me away from the scene, ending up in a deserted hallway.
Of course, it was then that he uncovered my mouth and I was once more at liberty to scream at him.
"What the fuck?! Why did you drag me away like that?"
He groaned in frustration, sneering ever so slightly, "Come on Lily, surely you understand how all of this has to work! It's better to just walk away, anything we do could just cause a feud."
"A FEUD? Oh Heaven forbid, a feud between a Slytherin and a Gryffindoor?! How in the world could that be?! How dare you leave that poor first year to those… scum?! Are you Head Boy or not?"
"Interrupting would have only caused problems for me!"
I could tell that he was actually getting angry, because he was being less careful. Saying things that weren't quite smooth enough for his purposes.
"Self-important much? You are the Head Boy; you owe him and the students of the school better than that! You are not infallible! You are not God! You are nothing but a little boy who was given responsibility he was way to immature for, and is now enjoying abusing the power… do you honestly think that we haven't noticed your short-comings? That Dumbledore hasn't noticed? Cause believe me; he certainly has!!"
His stony face suddenly heightened in colour and I felt a sort of pride that I could make even him angry beyond belief, enough to let something slip.
"Shut your mouth, you ignorant mudlbood. I am far more than you can ever even hope to imagine!"
With that he stalked away, and I – shaking with a mixture of anger and surprise – went to sort out some Slytherins.
Didn't I tell you? Scum of the earth!! Honestly, it's impossible to understand teenage guys; they're always hiding layers of cruelty underneath their smiling facades. As to the sorting out Slytherins, well I'm sure you can imagine: rampage, carnage, detention for me. Well, mostly because of the stolen lollies which chose at a rather inopportune moment to spill out of my jumper.
On the other hand, I got myself a handy little follower out of the whole escapade.
"Miss Lily, is there anything else you would like?"
"Why, thank you Charles! As a matter of fact, I was wondering if you would grab the pepper shaker from the Hufflepuff table. This one seems to be all out!"
Ah my own personal slave. I thought it was rather excellent, however the incredulous stares from my friends and the like seemed to suggest they didn't feel the same way.
"Ugh, Cyp: when the Hell did you get your own personal waiter?" Blaze reached over for the pepper only to find that it was indeed rather empty.
See? It's like they just want me to be doing the wrong thing all the time! For all they knew I was actually his lord and master and they had no right to question me! Alternatively, maybe I was taking advantage of a young boy's crush.
"HEY! Get back here, that's OUR pepper shaker!!"
Charles came running back, dodging the potatoes thrown at his retreating back by overly angry Hufflepuffs. "There you go Miss Lily. Is there anything else you would like?"
World domination? Chocolate? Oooh, yeah, chocolate sounds good! I could however feel the pressure of stares bouncing off of my head, so I chose to be good. For now.
"No thank you Charles. Why don't you go have fun with your friends?"
And thus like a good little boy he did just that.
"Cyp? I asked you a question!"
Blaze seemed rather committed to solving this riddle, and going by the look on Remus's face he felt much the same way.
I smiled sweetly, "Well, it's a simple matter like this: our wonderful Head Boy chose not to do anything about the Slytherins hassling him the other day, and I did! So now he thinks I'm the best thing since sliced bread! Is that really so hard to believe?"
Although, sliced bread is pretty impressive on the whole.
"Somehow, I still feel like maybe you slipped him a potion of some kind."
"Oooh, maybe a love potion: dipping into the youngins now Evans?" Despite Black's witty suggestion through his layers of bacon, I chose to ignore the lot of them.
I'd done the right thing, plus shown up the DickHead Boy. What more did I want out of life?
GONG GONG GONG
Right, perhaps to not have to go to class right now.
As I stood up to make my painful way to Potions, first thing in the morning hoorah, Carly chose to catch up with me.
"Carly, don't you have a boyfriend you should be snogging?" I giggled to myself, boy I really am hilarious.
"Yes, but alack McGonagall said she was going to kill him slowly if he didn't study this morning. Something about giving him a lesson he won't soon forget. Or something."
"Wow, do you think they might be having some kind of love affair?"
"It would explain his tendency to smell like cat piss."
Naturally, the serious expressions we were sporting sort of dissolved into giggles at that point.
Wiping a small tear from her eye however, Carly proceeded to some kind of point. "Lily, the thing is… okay now maybe this is just me, but has it seemed to you like TimTam has been a bit distant recently? As in, largely absent?"
Largely absent? I sent my scattered brain through the past few days. There did seem to be a big hole in the group where she should have been.
"Come on Carly, you know Tims, sometimes she just does that. Plus she hardly has any classes with us!" That's right, rationalise it away Lily, nothing bad is happening here.
She frowned to herself, and a touch at me as well, as we traced the familiar stone walkway. "That's what I've been telling myself. But, I don't know, this feels different. And even when she is around, she's been really distant. Remus says he sees her holed up in the library all the time."
"Maybe she's just gotten really bookwormy."
"Or maybe she's found something more interesting than us to learn about."
There was something in her voice, and her averted eyes that made me stop and drag her to the side of the passage. She carefully didn't look at me, fiddling with her bag strap instead. Could she really be saying what I thought she was?
"You're not… you don't really think… that she's…" My God, I was such a pansy I couldn't even say it.
"A Death Eater?" Carly's voice dropped to a whisper, "I don't know what I think. It's just, the withdrawing from friends, all this mysterious reading… it's all the signs of someone who's studying the Black Arts."
TimTam? My TimTam? No way! I mean, she was friends with ME for God's sake. Surely that's all the proof you could ever need of the contrary!
"Look, I'm not saying that I'm right. I'm not even saying that we talk to anyone about this. I just, thought maybe you could keep an eye on her. Maybe figure out what's going on."
Is this who we were becoming? I mean, really! Reaching a point where any shifts in behaviour meant that we automatically couldn't even trust our friends?
"Carly, I think you need to drop this."
She blinked in shock, once upon a time I might have leapt to conclusions in a conversation like this. Maybe I was actually growing up or something. "But, what if she's... you know?"
"But what if she's not? We have to give her the benefit of the doubt here, otherwise what kind of friends are we? We have to trust that she'll do the right thing."
"Come on, surely you're not that trusting?!" Her tone illustrated very clearly that she thought I was being naïve, but I honestly don't think I was.
"She's our friend. Look at it this way: 'We're never so vulnerable as when we trust someone – but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy.'"
Wow, how terribly insightful of me!
"Lily, are you still learning quotes for Muggle studies?" Carly was laughing quietly to herself, it would appear that the mere thought of me being serious about anything was enough to drive anyone into a fit of giggles.
I feel this is an unfair representation of my character.
"What of it?"
"Nothing, nothing. I'd better get to class."
And with another laugh at my expense she was gone as if we had never had the conversation in the first place. But as I made my way to class, I'll have to admit that our conversation weighed a great deal on my mind. I meant what I'd said: you have to trust your friends otherwise there's no point in friendship in the first place. But still, what if TimTam was making a horrible mistake? Something that could never be reversed?
To anyone who is actually still reading this story, I'm super sorry it's been so long, and that this chapter is so very very terrible. But I thin I am regaining some of my passion for this story, so you never know, it may actually end up getting finished or something crazy. So if you've stuck with me over these years, yes I think it has been years, thank you so very very much! Hopefully you won't regret it!
Question: does the writing feel a bit off? I think my style has changed, so if it has in a negative way please let me know and I'll do some reworking!
Lots and lots of love.
Next Time on Muggle Studies Quotes: (yes there will be a next time)
"Ever feel like the universe is designed to make us as miserable?"
"I have an idea: shut you fu--- why hello Professor!"
