Review time!: Short Chapter:( They were on their way home and Lily started yelling at James for no real reason.
Disclaimer: Just in case anything has changed since chapter 1, I'm still not JK Rowling. Bummer.
Also, this chapter is the first one that has a little bit of James POV a little bit at the end.
Chapter 4: "Go Out With Me Lily?"
Lily's Point Of View:
Summer went by with very few things that are actually worth- while mentioning. I basically vacationed with my family which provided for a blissfully sweet, drama-free summer vacation.
Today, however, was the day where I finally got to return to my blessed castle where there is a little more excitement, and of course, that's where my friends are.
Right as I passed the barrier to platform 9 and ¾, I heard two very loud shrieks and was bombarded by my best friends. After a very happy reunion, we kissed our parents goodbye, and we hopped on the train just in time for it to leave.
We searched every single compartment in the whole train, but it was in vain. They were all jam packed.
Except for one.
Yep, you guessed it.
The Marauder's car.
Mary, Alex, and I all looked at each other reluctantly, and with a very pained expression on my face, I slid open the compartment door.
"Lilykins!" Sirius yelled. "How's my schmootchie poo been doing?" I glared at him, and surprisingly, Potter only grinned and rolled his eyes at his best friend.
"Everywhere else is full," I said grudgingly.
"Well SURE you can sit with us, Lily Bug!" Sirius exclaimed enthusiastically.
When everybody was seated, I found myself to be sitting directly across the seat from the one and only James Potter. After a few minutes of riding in silence, he broke the awkward silence between us.
"So how was your summer, Evans?" He asked politely.
"It was awesome, thanks for asking," I sneered sarcastically. Confusion and sadness registered on his face.
"Oh. Okay," he said, and turned to look out the window. I was so taken-aback! James Potter has never reacted this way before. I glanced around the compartment, trying to figure out what to do or say, when I realized that Sirius and Remus were both watching me.
Sirius had on a death glare that made me want to go and cry, and Remus's eyebrows were raised, which wasn't all that much better than Sirius's death glare. Luckily, my two friends had been engrossed in something else and had missed the exchange. And Peter Pettigrew was basically just hanging out in his own little 'Peter World'. As usual.
After a few minutes, I engaged in my friends' conversation. "I still can't believe- well actually, I can- that you're head girl!" Alex exclaimed excitedly. At this, Potter's back straightened, and with a twinkle in his eyes, he shared a small grin with Sirius.
I checked my watch. "Speaking of that," I said, "I should get going to the meeting."
I stood up to go, slid open the door, and walked into the hallway. I turned around to shut the door to find that Potter was standing right behind me. "What are you doing?" I asked.
He gave a little shrug, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the front of the train. I rolled my eyes and followed him, because that was where my meeting was.
To my enormous surprise, Potter turned into the compartment that I was supposed to be going to! When I walked in, Potter was already seated in front of Professor McGonagall.
"As I'm sure you both know," She began, "this year's head boy and head girl are the two of you." She studied my face. "Or… judging by your… ah, shall we say 'surprised' expression, you did in fact not know."
I'm pretty sure that the best way to describe my 'expression' would be disgusted, but whatever. After McGonagall went over some rules and such, we were dismissed.
As we were walking out the door, McGonagall called out to me.
"Mrs. Evans?"
Oh crap.
"Can you come here for a minute?"
Oh boy.
I walked over. "I would like to congratulate you on being chosen for head girl.
:D Oh thanks!
"I don't think there could have been a better person to fulfill this position.
Score!
"I forgot to tell you one thing, however. As a head of house, you get special privileges-"
Boooyah!
"-Including your own special and private dorm, and a common room-"
I'm liking the sound of this!
"-Which will be shared with the head boy."
… WHAT! CRAP!
"I just thought you should know. Have a nice day!"
And on that happy thought, I was dismissed. The rest of the trip passed by rather quickly and without much excitement.
There was, however, a nice little surprise for us during the sorting. After all of the little first years had been sorted, Dumbledore stood up and announced: "We have one more sorting to go. Jake West, an American foreign exchange student, will be joining the 7th year class. Mr. West, if you could please come to the front to be sorted into your house."
As he stepped up to the stool, there was a collective intake of breath from all of the girls, and a few groans from the guys. Jake West was probably the most attractive boy that I have ever met. His sandy blonde hair, big blue eyes, perfect smile, tan skin, nicely muscled body. He gave Sirius Black a run for his money, and that was saying something.
When the hat was placed on Jake's head, I am pretty sure that every girl in the entire Great Hall had their fingers crossed.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat yelled. The Gryffindor house erupted into cheers. All the girls at the House Table were hurriedly trying to fix their hair, put on lip gloss, and make extra room next to them on the bench.
But guess who actually had an empty seat next to her on the bench? Lily Evans did! And guess who chose to sit in that seat next to Lily Evans? Jake West did!
"Hey. I'm Jake West," Jake said to me, and flashed me a gorgeous smile that made me want to melt.
"Uhhh.. Lily Evans," I said.
"Lily. That's a pretty name," He smiled again. "So, Lily. I see that you're head girl, yeah?" I nodded. "So, I don't suppose that you could show me around the school tonight?"
"Sure, I'd love to," I grinned back.
The rest of the dinner, I spent talking to Jake.
The whole time, I never noticed James Potter watching the pair of us longingly.
That night at 8:00, Jake and I met at the entrance to our common room and proceeded to do our tour. I showed him all around the astronomy tower, all the common room areas, everywhere. We even got permission to walk around the grounds for a bit. On our way down the stairs to the grounds, I noticed that the trick stair was coming up.
"Be careful, there's a trick step right here," I warned.
"There's a what?" Jake asked.
Whoops.
Too late.
He sunk into the stair up to his thigh. He laughed and said "Be careful, there's a trick step right here."
I laughed and offered him my hand. He took it and we were able to get him unstuck. Afterwards, he didn't let go of my hand though. And to my surprise, I didn't pull it away.
As we walked through the door to the grounds, he intertwined his fingers through mind. We walked around the grounds for several minutes and then we sat down by the lake and talked for about an hour.
Jake played with my hand as I looked out across the lake. Right before it was time to go inside, Jake said to me: "You are the most beautiful, smart, amazing girl I've ever met."
"You're pretty great yourself," I replied. He grinned and leaned in closer "Go out with me, Lily?" He asked. I nodded in response.
He leaned in, gave me a soft kiss on the lips, stood up, and walked away.
James Point Of View
I stood behind a pillar, the Marauder's Map clenched in my hand.
I watched the scene play out with dread. I couldn't hear the words that were spoken, but I could guess what they were.
A single tear rolled down my cheek as I returned to the castle so that a now approaching Jake would not discover me. I returned to the common room that Lily and I shared, and settled down on the couch, fighting back more tears.
About 10 minutes later, Lily walked in, a half forgotten smile played on her lips. A pang of hurt ran right through me.
"Where have you been, Evans?" I asked casually. Her smile vanished.
"I don't believe that's any of your business, now is it, Potter?" She snapped, and started walking up the stairs to her dorm.
I put my head in my hands and stayed right there all night, not getting a minute of sleep.
Poor James! I hate to do it, because I love him, but a story is a story. (; Review? Thanks muchhhh!