The Confrontation

They're talking. And laughing. And while Mary-Anne holds the door open just two seconds to long I sneak in. Now I just have to listen and wait.

It's been a while since the last time I was in this room. It has changed. I have changed. Everything has changed. Mary- Anne has taken my bed. My bed! I thought she didn't want to sleep somewhere I've slept.

Now she's standing in front of the mirror in our… NO! Their bathroom. Putting on some extra mascara. Acting like she always has.

"Do you think I should go out with that Slytherin guy who asked me out yesterday?" Great. Now I have to listen to them talking about guys. That's just boring.

"Do that." Nicola answers.

"You then? His friend? We can go out on a dubbledate!" Oh god.

"No. You know there's only one guy for me." Sigh. This is going to take the whole night.

"When are we doing it?" Mary-Anne changes the subject. Interesting…

"What?" The first time Helen has spoken since she can into this room.

"You know." I don't. Please tell me.

"Ahhh… That thing." That thing? What thing? Maybe…

"Tonight. I want everybody to se her tomorrow and then have at least a week to laugh at her." Yep. They are speaking about me. Nicolas voice changes when she said that. It became bitter.

Suddenly I hear a big boom. Like someone dropped a big rock on the floor. And I'm not the only one who hears it. Mary-Anne, Helen and Nicola look at each other and run out the door to see what's going on. And they are not the only ones. Every door is open and people are looking out. Here's my chance. I sneak out the door and into the common room. There is a couch upside-down (That caused the big bang) and four boys standing around it, laughing. Guess who?

The Marauders. Typical. The common room gets empty quickly, but since there's a couple of a fifth year girls left so I can't take of the cloak. Great. How will they know I'm done? They need a sign. Hmm…

I sneak around James and pull his hair. Gently, of course. Wouldn't wanna hurt him. Right now. He looks around him and then he understands.

"Good night guys. I'll go to bed now."

"Now? But what about Li…" Peter doesn't say anything else. And that's because the rest of the involved, including me, says; "Shhh!" The Fifth years look strangely at us (Or them I'm invisible).

"…Limbo. You promised we would dance limbo." Quick lie. A talent owned by Mr Black. But he has a strange mind, that's for sure.

Anyway, James climbs down thru the Fat lady, and keeps on going until we comes into our common room. There I pull of the cloak.

"When?"

"Tonight."

"Where is it?"

"What?"

"Oh, no one could have stolen it, could they?"

"WHAT?"

"Here it is!" Finally. And James is holding a mirror. A Mirror.

"This, Lily dearest, is a two-way mirror. You can speak with people thru this, but only the person who has the other mirror."

"And who has the other mirror?"

"Mr Sirius Black." I thought he was telling me, but two seconds after that Sirius' head pops up in the mirror.

"What took you so long?" He complains.

"Couldn't find the mirror. But here we are."

"When?"

"Tonight." This is sounding oddly like the conversation James and I had recently.

"Damn. Then we have to be up waiting all night." Now I can't hold it in anymore.

"IS IT JUST ME WHO THINKS IT'S STRANGE TO BE TALKING THRU MIRRORS?" I yell. Feels good.

"Geez Flower. Calm down." Someday I'll kill Black.

"I told you it was two-ways." James looks confused.

"Maybe you did. It's still strange."

"Prongs, we'll need you cloak." Great. Now they're ignoring me. Real nice guys.

"Come by and get it."

"I'm going to sleep. Wake me up when it's time." I'm tired. And they ignore me again.

I walk into my wonderful room and lie down on the bed. It's soft. I think I'm just going to close my eyes for a while…

"God dammit Lily! Wake up now!"

"What?" Let me sleep.

"Finally! They have left the tower." James looks impressed when I jump up faster then he did this morning. Or yesterday morning. Hmm…

"What are you waiting for? Come on! Let's go!"

"Okay, take it easy."

As we run thru the hallways (Quietly, of course) I can't help thinking about James and the Marauders. I can't believe they would do something like this for me. Nicola wouldn't, I'm sure about it. Does that mean they care about me? Or are they just looking for an adventure? And the most important question of them all. Why it is so complicated being a teenager?

"Come on. Hurry up! We can't be here all night." We here their voices already outside the great hall. They're not exactly quiet.

James opens the doors. Inside the Great Hall stand three girls, in their PJ:s, with their wands pointing at a big, red, velvet banner. On the banner there's a picture. Of me, just as Helen said. My hair is wet, like I've just came out of the shower. The only piece of clothing I have on is a towel, which is covering from my hips and below. Everything else is showing.

"Well, students out of bed. And it's 1.04 am." James is looking at he's watch. I can se he's desperately trying to not look at the banner.

"But, Jamie. It's not what it looks like." Mary-Anne is trying to flirt her way out of this. She's purring like a kitten.

"We have to report this to the Head Master." Helens eyes fills with panic.

I'm looking down. I'm quiet. This isn't happening. It's just a nightmare, nothing to worry about. I pinch myself in my arm so I will wake up.

"It's not a dream. This is happening." Nicola is talking. To me.

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare even look at her?" James yells.

"Take a look at yourself. Edmire your beauty. Look at it." Nicola keeps on talking.

I look at myself.

"Can you se that? That's pure perfection. You're flawless."

"IF I'M SO PERFECT WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE ME?" Finally I speak. No, I shout.

"YOU ARE TOO PERFECT! YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN. YOU HAVE EVERYTHING AND I HAVE NOTHING!!"

".I have nothing. I'm the one no one notices."

"THAT IS BULLSHIT! LOOK AT YOU! YOU ARE PERFECT IN EVERY KIND. EVERYONE LOVES YOU AND THINK YOU ARE GREAT AND I'M JUST A SHADOW, FOLLOWING YOU AROUND. EVEN THE GUY I LOVE DOESN'T SE ME, ONLY YOU. YOU HAVE NO IDE WHAT IT'S LIKE BEING ME."

I can here people coming, but Nicola continues. But now it's not anger in her voice. It's desperation.

"And then you became Head Girl. That was my only chance beating you in anything. And you did it. I started to hate you more then before. So I thought, Why don't I befriend the person Lily haves the most. And that's Mary-Anne."

Nicola starts crying.

"And you make it anyway. You don't break down, you don't cry. You make new friends and your new best friend is my love. I've loved him since I first saw him. But as usual it's just you who James can se."

Wait. Did she just say she loves James? James Potter? The James Potter?

Professor Dumbledore walks into the room. He looks around he, sees the banner and point he's wand. The banner disappears without a word.

"What in the name of magic is happening here?" Dumbledore's usually sparkly eyes are gone. A pair of hard, black eyes has replaced them.

"Lily and I were out patrolling when we heard voices. We walked in and found this three students and that banner, sir." James answers.

"Thank you Mr Potter. You and Miss Evans may go back to you dorm now."

"But, sir…"

"Go, James. I will come by tomorrow."

"Yes Professor. Come Lily. Let's go." James grabs my arm and pulls me with him. When we come outside the Hall Dumbledore closes the door.

"Are you able to walk up the stairs" I shake my head, slowly.

"Okay then. I'll carry you." Small tears start falling down my eyes.

"Don't be silly. It's seven floors." I whisper. I can't speak.

"Sure I can." With that James lifts me up, like I'm a doll, and starts walking up the stairs.

"You are too nice to me." I whisper to James chest. A really nice chest.

"Course I'm not. You're worth it."

And a little kiss is placed on my head. I'm asleep before we come to the third floor.

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A/N:

Wow. This is the longest chapter I've written so far. Tell me what you think and have a Merry Christmas :)