I think its called irony when you say that you will never ever hang out with somebody and then something completely random happens and you have to hang out with them. Is it called irony or just plan bad luck? None of my friends are talking to me, not even the teachers are talking to me, except for Slughorn because you know he thinks I'm an angel or something. I have to hang around with the four most arrogant incompetent boys on the planet because Black thought this poster would be funny.
Its not funny. At least I'm not laughing, I guess you'd be awash with surprise too if one morning you leave your dormitory for something trivial like I don't know breakfast to find ALL of the walls plastered with pictures of you kissing a guy you detest announcing to all the world that you are dating said person. Yes you would be as surprised as I was when the exact same thing happened to me.
"Evans it's not that bad." Black tried to talk me out of killing him as we ate breakfast in a deathly silence. I'm telling you if silences could kill then this would scare Voldemort into his grave. A MILLION TIMES OVER.
"Not that bad" I hissed at him dangerously. He looked about ready to plead the floor to swallow him whole.
"Well…it's not… It was all James's fault he was the one who asked for help" he sounded like a scared toddler trying to place the blame onto an older sibling. That tone won't wash with me mister.
"Have you ever heard of a little thing called maturity?" I asked in a sarcastic tone.
"Yea its boring" he replied. He was trying to be witty.
"Not funny Black." I shoved a dry piece of toast in my mouth and stalked out of the great hall to numerous stares.
"So you didn't kiss him?" Lizzie my best friend was the only person who was on any means close to talking to me.
"No how many times. I wouldn't" I said exasperatedly. She looked at me strangely, trying to figure something out in her head.
"Then explain how Black got a picture of you and Potter kissing?"
"I dunno, ask him but I'm telling you it didn't happen" I whispered insistently to her. She smiled that smile she gets when she's cooking up a plan to get revenge on someone.
"You could work this in your advantage" She stated simply. I looked at her as if she had gone insane. Sighing as if I was insane she grabbed my wrist and pulled me into one of Hogwarts many broomstick cupboards.
"Be angry for a while, I'll make everyone pretend to hate you, then you can make them all feel really guilty. In the mean time we can act out some horrible revenge." she continued in hushed tones. I was liking the sound of the revenge.
"What type of revenge?" I asked
"I dunno yet I'll think of something. But in the mean time you have to be nice to them" I looked at her incredulously "In your own Lily Evans way of course" She added in evil undertones. I knew I was friends with this girl for a reason.