N/A First guy: Peter Pettigrew. Year: Three. Time: 2:00 in the afternoon. Day: Last one before she leaves for the holidays.
She slammed her trunk closed with a satisfied grin on her face. It had taken an hour but it was finally closed! Without magic! Her sister would be happier that way.
She looked around her at the others empty beds and messy open trunks. She looked down at the clothes scattered all over the floor around her. She smiled at the fact that if Petunia saw this she would start darting around trying to clean it up right away. Everything had to be absolutely perfect to her sister. She sighed and sat down on her bed.
She wasn't perfect.
"Lily?"
She looked towards the door. Her friend Marianne was poking her head through with a concerned look in her face. She quickly faked a yawn to make appear that she was merely tired.
"Packing is hard!" She groaned. Her friend smiled.
"Still refusing to use magic?" She asked attempting a disapproving glance. Lily nodded.
" Uh huh."
"Your sister would never know." Her friend said in a sing song voice, mocking her. Lily rolled her eyes and walked over to the door.
"Marianne, did you actually need something from me?" She asked her friend raising one of her eyebrows. Her friend smiled again and looked up at her.
"How do you do that!" she exclaimed pointing at Lily's eyebrow. Lily sighed and crossed her arms.
"Marianne?" She said impatiently, tapping her foot for emphasis.
"Fine!" Her friend said as if it were some big effort. "Lisa is stuck again and I thought you might be able to convince her that she can't hex her way out." Lily rolled her eyes and Marianne chuckled to her self. "But seriously," She added. "She's going to hurt someone soon…. most likely me."
"Come on, Lisa. Haven't you learned by now that the charm is just too strong?" Lily was telling her friend moments later. Lisa glared at the guy standing next to her.
"How fortunate for him." She grumbled jabbing her thumb at him. He looked pleadingly at Lily. It was as if she and Marianne were responsible for deciding whether he would live or not.
"It's not his fault. It can't be." Marianne pointed out from behind her. Lisa turned to glare at her instead.
"How do you know?" She yelled.
"The charm is too, strong!" They yelled back.
"And if it was his fault he probably wouldn't look so miserable right now." Added Marianne earning another glare from Lisa. Then back to Lily. They glared right back at her.
"Fine!" She grumbled after what seemed like forever. She reluctantly turned slowly and quickly kissed the terrified looking guy beside her on the cheek. The plant above them disappeared instantly with a soft little *pop*.
He gave a look of thanks to Lily before speeding towards the portrait hole.
" Ahhhhhhhgghghg!'" Groaned Lisa dropping into a chair. " This is the third time this week!"
"So you had to kiss a few guys on the cheek, big deal." Lily rolled her eyes dropping on to another chair. Marianne flopped herself on the couch looking pleased.
"Easy for you to say!" She exclaimed in protest. "Its never even happened to you before."
Marianne shrugged and Lily seemed to be considering this.
" O.K fine." Lily finally replied. "But when it happens to me I'm not going to try to kill the guy."
Marianne laughed and Lisa crossed her arms and scowled at her skirt.
Suddenly, as if on cue a roundish, scared looking, boy, walked over and handed Lily a small, ribbon tied, scroll.
"Thank you, Peter." She said kindly. He blushed and stared at his shoes.
"Oh! It's from Slughorn." She said, opening it. Her friends exchanged a quick look of "Who else would it be?"
She skimmed it before rolling it back up neatly and putting it in the pocket of her robes.
"Peter, could you please tell him that I won't be able make it. You see I'm going home tomorrow..."
Peter nodded enthusiastically.
"Thank you." She smiled again.
And as if to grant the wish Lisa was currently making in her mind, a small, floating, decretive, plant, suddenly appeared out of thin air, over Peter and Lily's heads.
Peter looked terrified, not to mention extremely apologetic. As if reading his mind she assured him it was fine and that she knew it wasn't his fault.
"Well go on then!" Lisa shouted after a few seconds of silence. Lily glared at her.
Then after nodding at the now even more pleased looking Marianne, she leaned over and kissed the terrified boy right on his scared little lips. It was just a quick little peck and she was leaning back in her chair smiling triumphantly at her friends in a quick second as if she did it all in one quick motion.
Peter remained frozen as Lisa argued her seemingly endless reasons for why what Lily did was completely unfair.
When she finished Lily simply turned back to him and asked him nicely if he would just ignore her and that he should probably just head back to Slughorn now. The potions professor liked speedy replies after all.
N/A Not to proud of it. Next will be better I promise!