N/A Merlin! Two more to go ! And Christmas is getting closer! Like I said! This shall be the death of me!
Third Guy: James Potter. ( I can practically here all the ohhhhhhhing)
Year: Fifth.
Time: 7:00 pm
Day: Last day of classes before break!
Little explanation: I was thinking…hmmm how did Sirius know so much about a forgotten tournament ( Triwizard Cup)…Apparently it had been attempted before a couple of times Harry stumbled along and gave it a shot. One of those times was Marauders Fifth year, but the events were considered to dangerous so they were never put into action, and it all fell apart before it began, but Hogwarts decided to throw a big shindig and call it a Yule ball Anyway! I like to imagine them at a Yule ball, and this makes it make sense!
James Potter you are doommmeeedddd! Mwhahahahahahahahaha!
"Lily, are you really doing homework?"
Lily looked up to see her friend Lisa had taken one of the empty seats at her book covered table.
" Come on! Celebrate! You have a little over week to do that." She exclaimed when Lily looked back down at her book without responding. "When you go home you'll have plenty of time to study."
Lily smiled at the disapproving tone in her friend's voice. When she mentioned home however, she flinched a bit and then looked up and pointedly glared at her friend.
"I told you." She said coldly. "My sister doesn't like magic. I try not to do my schoolwork when I'm home." And with that she pulled the book in front of her face in an attempt at ending the discussion. Lisa, however, did not leave. She just looked around the room a bit and then created a new topic.
" Do you think their going to throw a party this year?" She asked Lily curiously. Lily sighed from behind her book. She didn't much like this topic either.
"Why would they need to?" She replied reluctantly when Lisa stared at her expecting a response. " Is the Yule ball not enough for you?" Lisa shrugged.
"They" of course, meant the Marauders. Official pranksters, and party throwers in times of celebration, of Gryffindor house. And basically the rest of the school for that matter.
" Just kind of weird not to have it when we've had it for the past two years in a row." She replied simply, but then she smiled mischievously. " Not that the Yule ball won't include a little Marauder fun."
Slightly annoyed but curious at exactly what she should be annoyed at, Lily glanced up at Lisa from her book .
"Oh?" She asked. "What do you mean by that?" Lisa gaped at her.
"You mean you haven't heard?" She exclaimed. Lily shook her head wondering why whatever it was , was such a big deal, Potter and his friends were always playing tricks and things like that. Why would whatever they were doing at the Yule Ball be any different.
" Merlin, Lily! Everyone's been talking about it all week!" Lisa practically shouted at her. A few people looked over at their table and Lily blushed, glancing back at her book. When they turned away she looked back up to glare at her friend..
"Tell me then and I'll know." She hissed. It didn't surprise her much that everyone had been talking about something she didn't even know about, she hadn't heard any of the weekly gossip at all. Classes had been challenging as the teachers gave it one last shot before the break, she had been busy working, and studying, to make up for the avoidance of all things magic she would face during the holidays.
Apparently though, whatever it was was so shocking and amazing that the fact that she hadn't heard about it was equally shocking and amazing to Lisa.
"Have you ever seen Sirius Black dance?" She asked Lily. Lily frowned. She assumed her friend was changing the subject again. Randomly, Lisa would do that sometimes, she said it made conversations more interesting.
" Of course I haven't. What has that got to do with anything?" She asked lifting an eyebrow.
"Exactly!" Exclaimed Lisa ignoring her friend's obvious annoyance. "No one has!"
Deciding she would let the topic change again, though she didn't like this one any more then the last two, Lily thought about it a bit. Sirius Black, she couldn't really picture him dancing, at least not Yule ball dancing, which she assumed Lisa was talking about.
"Can't really see it, he doesn't seem like the ballroom type really." She replied.
"He says he's never bothered with it before." Lisa said getting excited again, though Lily couldn't see why. "But he's never had a girlfriend really has he? Before Marianne?" Lisa looked like she were ready to explode.
And they were on the topic of Marianne and Sirius.
Even though all had been explained, and apologies made and it was almost a year ago it had happened, Lily did not like to think about what had happened last year. But mentioning of either person, especially in the same discussion, out of nowhere like that, seemed to force her too think about it.
And though Marianne and Sirius were dating now, (actually since about a week after it happened which had helped make everything better) and Marianne seemed really happy, she still did not approve. And she had her reasons.
It did not help that Marianne had become rather close with Sirius's friends either. The fact that she talked to Potter now, often, continued to affect their already dwindling friendship.
I mean honestly! Long, interesting, and deep, discussions with Potter? He was a deep and interesting as a muddy puddle. And it did not help at all that that Lisa "didn't" have a crush on Remus. It seemed all her friends were falling for Marauders! Not that she had anything against Remus though, he was kind of okay, she talked to him sometimes when they were on patrol, and Peter was just a quiet, scared, little guy caught up in the storm.
But she had to draw the line at Potter and Sirius. Especially Potter. She hated Potter.
"What are you getting at?" She asked, both because her friend looked like she was going to burst and because she was trying to escape her fast growing forest of thoughts that had suddenly appeared when her friend mentioned Sirius and Marianne's relationship. .
"Well," Lisa looked around like it was some kind of secret, which it obviously wasn't since the only one who didn't know about it was Lily. "Everyone thinks he's going to dance with her at the Yule ball!" Lily lifted an eyebrow.
"In front of everyone?" She asked skeptically. Lisa nodded looking extremely pleased.
"All the girls are furious!" She smiled happily. Lily groaned and turned back to her book. Was that all what everyone was fussing about? Lisa sighed at the lack of reaction..
"Nothing excites you." She grumbled.
"Exciting things excite me." Lily replied turning a page.
"Fine," Lisa thought for a moment for another topic. "Who are you going with to the ball?" Lily rolled her eyes.
"That's exciting?" She asked scribbling on a piece of parchment.
"Who are you going with?" Repeated Lisa persistently.
"I don't have a date." Lily replied calmly. It didn't bother her too much, it wasn't like she was dying for a guy to ask her. It would be a built in excuse to go, and she wasn't really sure she wanted to. Her friend gasped dramatically.
"It's tomorrow!" Lisa was almost yelling again. Lily was getting more than a little annoyed with all of her screaming and obviously this conversation wasn't going to far, she slammed her book shut and stood up.
"I don't care! Honestly all this talk about the ball is just getting annoying to me and I don't think I'm even going to go." She snapped. And with that she grabbed her books and walked towards the portrait hole. Lisa stared after her and Lily was sure the others in the common room were doing the same.
She sighed as she passed a group of chattering third years talking about where they were going over break. Maybe since everyone was so holiday crazy no one would be in the library she decided.
She was wrong.
Though she didn't realize it till an hour later when she went to go find a particular book for her Herbology essay. This exact book she wanted was, unfortunately, on a shelf just slightly above her reach. As she stood on her toes and stretched out her hand in one last attempt to get it, she heard an unmistakable, though quieter then usual, pleased, laughing.
She lowered her arm and stood normally again, glaring at the books on the shelf at her eye level. Seriously, you would think he had a tracking charm on her or something.
"Need a little help there, Evans?" James asked as he came up beside her.
"What are you doing in the library Potter?" She replied sharply, not bothering to look at him. He didn't bother to answer but simply, being able to for he was taller then she was, reached up effortlessly and grabbed a book of a higher shelf.
"This the one you wanted?" He asked casually showing the cover to her. She momentarily glanced at it and sighed, nodding. He held it out for her and after a moment of hesitation she turned and took it from his hand.
He followed her as she walked back to her table; she wasn't the least bit surprised. When they got to her table she sat down and got out a piece of parchment and picking up her quill. He took the seat next to hers and she casually flipped through the book, found the page she was looking for and began scribbling down notes, pointedly ignoring him.
But he didn't speak. He just watched her with a look of content and slight interest. It was almost a half hour before she put her quill down with a note of finality and closed the book. That's when he chose to finally say something.
"You know one of the things I like most about you Evans?" He asked, as she began to look over what she had written down for any mistakes. She picked up the book and stood up, determined to not answer. But he didn't seem to mind and he simply got up as well to follow her back to the shelf the book was on.
" I like the way you do your schoolwork." He stated after it was obvious she wasn't going to ask. She stopped walking for a second, slightly confused. She hadn't expected him to say something like that; she wasn't sure exactly what he meant.
"What?" She asked her usual sharpness rounded out by a bit curiosity. He grinned at her.
" Said I like the way you do your schoolwork." He repeated.
" I heard you," She said slowly, " But…I don't understand what you mean." And she didn't understand, at all. That was perfectly clear by the peculiar look she was giving him, that he was sure she didn't even know she was giving. And it annoyed her very much to see that this seemed to please him quite a bit.
"You don't understand what I mean?" He smirked at her and she glared at him.
"That amuses you Potter?" She asked sharpness back. He nodded.
"Yeah, I thought you were smarter then me." He replied. And as he chuckled to himself she turned away and continued her way to the aisle the book belonged in. She found it shortly, and by the time she did he was beside her again. She walked over too the place where the book had been before and stared up at it like it was a terrible foe she finally had been forced to face.
Just before she started to lift up her hand with the book in it though, he leaned over and took it from her. She again began to ignore him as he effortlessly reached up to place the book where it belonged.
"Anyway," He said after the book was in place. "I guess I'll explain what I meant before." Lily didn't say anything and began to walk down the aisle reading the titles of the spines of the books. He followed her and continued.
" I like the way you do your schoolwork because you seem so," He searched his mind for a word. "So into it. Like there's nothing you'd rather do then sit in the library and write an essay on the dangers of The Poisonous Romanian Venus Flytrap." He chuckled but there was no sarcasm in his voice.
" You study magic the way people are supposed too." He leaned against the shelf as she took a book and began to flip through the pages, showing sense that he had been listening to a thing he had been saying. Though she had been, despite her efforts to ignore him completely, she had caught every word.
" You jump right into it and learn as much as you can, not because you want to be the smartest in school, and you want to know more then everyone, but you want to be a good wizard, you know magic is special, and not everyone in the world is lucky enough to be able to use it. You want to use it and know as much about it as you can because though you've been studying it for five years now, it's still so extraordinary and unbelievable to you." He whispered and she stopped turning the pages of the book. She was amazed by how right he was. And also incredibly suspicious. She wanted to ask how he knew all that, but she wanted even more not to show that him she cared.
" And it all shows when ever you work. The determination you put into everything. A lot of Muggleborns are like that I realized, because unlike Purebloods who were raised almost constantly surrounded by magic, and Half-bloods who usually know the basics even if there raised in the Muggle world, it's all new to them. Your kind of thrown into something you weren't sure existed, it's all new to you. While most of the time, even the Muggleborns get used to it all and start to take it for granted, I don't think you ever do." He stared at her when he finished.
At the mention of blood she had become stiff, and it had not gone unnoticed. But when he had gone on to describe why that was good, possibly better then being a Half-blood, or Pureblood, she had started to think. Maybe he was a little deeper then she had thought.
And with all of Sev's talk about blood lately and pureness and those people he had been hanging out with lately, it was sort of nice to hear this type of view. But she didn't soften completely.
"You've obviously thought about this a lot." She said after it was silent for a little but and it appeared to her that he had nothing else to say. He tried not to look as surprised as he was that she had actually said something, and nodded.
"I think about you a lot." Was all he said in response. She smiled slightly when he said that, she couldn't help it, and tried to hide it but he saw and smirked at her again.
" Wow, you actually talked to be a bit and I got a smile out of you." He said in mock shock, though she could hear a little genuine shock buried below it. "It's been a good night for me." He smiled triumphantly. She turned to glare at him which appeared to only make him happier.
" Well revel in it all you want Potter but that's all your getting." She said usual sharpness now in her voice. She turned and look down to the end of the aisle and started to walk away, but right when she was about two feet away she couldn't walk any more. It was as if she were caught in an invisible net. She tried to keep walking forward but something was pulling her back. She groaned and turned back to face him, sure he had put some type of charm on her. But when she looked at him she saw he was staring at a small dark clump of what appeared to be leaves, that was hovering just about a foot above them. She stared at it too, in complete disbelief. This could not be happening. It could absolutely not be happening.
She found herself now fully understanding Lisa's irrational anger of two years before, and like Lisa felt the urge to try and hex her way out of the situation. When she looked at him he appeared to know exactly what she was thinking and looked a bit afraid.
"Evans I swear I didn't have anything to do with this." He said cautiously as she eyed him. She glared at him for another second then sighed.
" I know you didn't," She replied. She walked over to him slowly so that the net feeling would leave. Apparently he had felt it too because he looked more comfortable when she got closer. He also looked relieved now that it seemed less likely she would start shooting out hexes.
She stared at him thinking about something and he stared at her wondering what she was thinking about. Then after seeming to come to a conclusion she nodded and sighed again.
She looked bravely up at him put a hand on his shoulder stood a little taller and, just like that, she kissed him. And after a little *pop* the shock seemed to where off James and he realized what was happening, and so did she. But oddly enough the fact that the plant had already disappeared, and she was currently kissing James Potter, did not make her want to pull away in the least. But unlike kissing Sirius she was perfectly aware of where she was and what was happening, and thousands of thoughts were running through her head, very confusing thoughts, about blood and Herbology and how Marianne always told her these deep things Potter had said, and she couldn't believe such a moron could say such things, thoughts like that.
She somehow just managed to ignore them, kind of. But the forest of thought grows quickly once it gets going. Yet though she wanted to escape the forest, again, oddly enough none of this made her want to pull away in the least. But one thing did.
" Oh, hello Lily, there you are." Lily turned her head to see him standing at the end of the aisle looking slightly annoyed. Of all the people to stumble upon her kissing Potter this was both the last and the first person she had wanted it to be.
" Hello Sev." She said calmly walking towards him. He was glaring at Potter over her shoulder. " That was not at all what it appeared to be okay?" She whispered nervously to him when she reached him. He smiled that always slightly pleased looking, smile at her.
" You mean you weren't kissing Potter because of Mistletoe ?" He asked. She gave him a half a smile and they both began their walk back to her table to get her things before he walked her back to the entrance to Gryffindor tower like he always did when he found her studying late at night alone like she did sometimes, or in this case kissing a prat because of an evil plant. As they walked she thought to herself about how lucky she was to have friends who know her well enough to know what has happened before she has to explain. Like Lisa last year Sev had realized right away. And she was very, very, grateful for that, he was the only one who saw, and as long as Potter didn't tell he was the only other that knew. She really didn't want to discuss this with Lisa and she really, really don't want to discuss this one with Marianne.
James just watched her as she laughed with him and walked farther and farther from her reach. He smiled to himself. He would only tell Sirius, Remus and Peter, only them. And they would tell no one else, he would make sure. She would be happier that way. She would think he was trust worthy that way. Maybe he should tell Marianne too. He doubted Lily would tell her and Lisa about it.
N/A Distracted by Muslim empire, Amelia Bedilia book randomly on my book shelf by my computer ( I can't be the only one who misses those books!) And Of course the fact that my dad was watching The Blind Side so I had to sit and watch the whole movie to make sure rednecks got hurt! But It's almost twelve and I got two tests tomorrow so If anyone bugs me about editing I will personally come to your house and avada you. Now I shall publish this with out editing it! Btw I had to punish James for what he did in the new chapter of my favorite fanfic ever (Fate By MearlyDreaming.) and I thought hey why don't I simultaneously punish James and make Snape show up out of nowhere! Also hope you liked my little Muggle born tribute! Love Muggleborns….to bad I'm a pureblood!