Chapter 5

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"There is one slight problem though," said Dorcas, as she, Lily and Emmeline walked to Gryffindor Tower.

Lily stopped in her tracks. "What?"

"There was another boy at my school who turned out to be a wizard too." She looked at Emmeline and Lily's shocked expressions. "What are the odds, I know," she said, misreading their looks. "Yeah, um, so they might find out about him too."

They kept walking to the Tower.

"Oh," said Dorcas suddenly.

"What now?" said Emmeline. They had already had three toilet stops, six snack breaks and stopped to talk to a third-year that Dorcas knew somehow.

"I just remembered the boy's name," said Dorcas.

"So?"

"And who he likes."

Lily whipped around. "No…not me…Dorcas…"

Dorcas nodded slowly.

"Oh, crap," said Lily in a moan.

"Who?" said Emmeline.

"Tyson Argent," said Dorcas.

Lily moaned louder. "Not that git who thinks every girl is in love with him when actually all we do is laugh behind his back?" she said.

Dorcas nodded slowly.

"And the one who thinks, for some unknown reason, my name is Tabitha?"

Dorcas nodded again.

"What did I do?" said Lily. "He knows Potter likes me."

"Exactly," said Emmeline, catching on. "He has to have what James Potter wants."

"Why are boys so…?" said Lily. Her friends shrugged.

"It's probably only the boys who are wizards that are the idiots," said Emmeline.

"That'd make more sense," said Lily. "I remember a Muggle that used to live in my street, he used to give me flowers every week."

"Why?"

"I can't – Oh wait, yeah, that's right. He wanted me to die from my allergies 'cause I'm allergic to the flowers he used to give me." Lily frowned in thought. "Wait, that's not a good thing."

Emmeline rolled her eyes. "So, what's the plan?"

"We go into his dormitory, take the book, and keep it," said Dorcas, in a tone that suggested that Emmeline was stupid for thinking otherwise.

Emmeline glanced at Lily. She wore the same sceptical look.

"Uh, Dorcas?" said Lily gently. "I'm not sure that will quite work."

Dorcas raised her eyebrows. "And you have a better plan?"

"I do," said Emmeline.

Dorcas and Lily looked at her.

"Yes?" prompted Dorcas.

"Well," began Emmeline, "why don't we just get some other boy to take it from Potter's dormitory then deliver it to us?"

"Anyone in mind?" asked Dorcas.

"Well, Remus likes Lily, doesn't he?" said Emmeline.

Lily opened her mouth to retaliate.

"I meant in a friendly way!" said Emmeline quickly.

Lily shut her mouth and nodded.

"Well…?" said Dorcas, looking straight at Lily.

Lily sighed. "Fine. I'll go ask him."

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"No. You should have kept a better eye on it."

"It's not mine! Please Remus."

"No. I am not taking something from my best friend. That would also class me as a thief."

"Why are you so annoyingly serious about everything?"

"I dunno, that's how I like to be."

"Please Remus; I'll do anything if you can get me that book."

"Anything, eh? Does that include doing Sirius' homework instead of me having to do it?"

"Forget it," said Lily and she turned to walk out of the library. A sudden thought struck her. If he liked her, wouldn't he want to help her? She began running down the marble staircase, heading for the beech tree by the lake.

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Lily couldn't believe she was asking him to help of all the people in Hogwarts. Almost any other boy would probably be glad to help, but Lily knew for sure that this one would be more than happy to help her. A lot more than happy.

"Tyson?" said Lily tentatively.

Tyson looked up at her and smiled. His friends nudged him and Lily felt herself blush.

"How are you today, Tabitha?" asked Tyson.

Lily wanted the ground to swallow her up. She remembered that you couldn't Apparate out of Hogwarts, otherwise she would have done it there and then. "Fine, thanks," she answered. "Um, you know James Potter, right?"

Tyson's expression darkened. "Oh yeah, I know him."

"Uh, he might ask you to open this small black book soon, because you know the Greek word for unlock," Lily explained quickly. "If you can, take it from him and give it to me."

Tyson smiled again. "Anything for you, Tabitha."

"Uh, sure," said Lily, becoming increasingly uncomfortable with this whole situation. She turned to walk away.

"Hey, hey Tabitha!" said Tyson.

Lily shook her head but turned back around. "Yeah?"

"Do you like your eyes?"

Lily looked at Tyson incredulously. "Huh?"

"Do you like your eyes?" he asked again.

"Um, yeah, I s'pose," said Lily, wanting to get away from the look in Tyson's eyes.

"I like your eyes," said Tyson softly. He winked at her.

"Right," said Lily quickly. "Remember to give me that book!" she called as she took off back towards the castle.

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Lily collapsed on her bed in her dormitory. "I can't believe I asked him to get the damn book," she groaned as she took off her shoes and stretched her feet.

"Neither can I," said Emmeline, who was writing something hurriedly.

"What were you thinking?" asked Dorcas, who was painting her toenails.

"That he would be the only guy who would do anything for me," said Lily. She shuddered. "I don't want to think about the 'anything' part."

Dorcas screwed up her face. "Yuck Lily, you're sick."

"So are you," said Emmeline, giving Dorcas' nails a quick glance. "Who would want to paint their toenails that colour anyway?"

Dorcas looked offended. "This colour is the 'colour of the moment' right now," she said defensively.

"Baby-poo-brown is the colour of the moment?" asked Lily with a grin.

Dorcas threw her pillow at Lily. "Shut up."

"At least your shoes cover the disgusting colour," said Emmeline.

Dorcas rolled her eyes and continued to paint her nails.

"Who's the hastily scribbled novel to, anyway?" asked Lily, looking at Emmeline's letter which was nearing six feet long.

"My sister," Emmeline replied, still writing. She's coming to Hogwarts next year and wants to know about everything that I do. I write a letter to her every month."

"And is every one of them six feet long and written so small I'd be surprised if she even managed to decipher it?" said Dorcas, getting back at Emmeline for saying her nails were disgusting.

"Not really," answered Emmeline thoughtfully. "I think I sent her one that was a mile long a couple of months ago."

Dorcas screwed her face up at being proved wrong and concentrated solely on her nails.

"So you seriously asked Tyson Argent to get that little black book back from Potter?" asked Emmeline, now rolling her letter into a tight scroll.

"Yeah…" said Lily. "Maybe I should have just asked Potter nicely, now that I think about it."

"Like he'd give it to you even if you did do that," said Emmeline, sealing the scroll with her wand. "This is his chance to know practically everything about Lily Evans/Tabitha. Why would he give that up, just 'cause you asked him nicely?"

"He wouldn't know about me being called Tabitha, would he?" asked Lily, slightly scared now.

"Oh yeah," said Dorcas, looking up for once. "You would not believe the things that Annapelle wrote down."

Lily groaned and put her head in her pillow. "What is it with me? Potter likes me, I get called 'Tabitha', of all names, by Tyson, and I have a girl stalking me? What's up with that?"

"Well, I dunno 'bout Potter and Argent, but I do know 'bout Annapelle," said Dorcas.

"What? Wait, you know why Annapelle is stalking me?" asked Lily.

"Oh yeah," said Dorcas, as if she was all-knowing and Lily was just someone looking for her advice.

"Well? Why is she stalking me?" said Lily.

"You don't know?" asked Dorcas as though she was truly surprised.

"No," said Lily. "So enlighten me."

"You don't know why Annapelle Barson is stalking you?" said Dorcas slowly.

Lily had been in this position before. She grabbed Dorcas' most prized possession; her stuffed rabbit with one ear, Flop-Mop. "Flop-Mop might lose another ear if you don't tell me right now why Annapelle Barson is stalking me," said Lily ominously.

Dorcas went pale. "I'll tell you!" she cried. "Just don't hurt Flop-Mop!"

Lily dropped the bunny. Dorcas lunged for it, and grabbed it quickly.

"Well?" said Lily.

Dorcas patted Flop-Mop's head. "She likes James so she wants to be like you so that she can get him to like her because he likes you so much."

Lily blinked. "Okay…" she said, slowly digesting this information. "Wait…She likes James Potter? Voluntarily? No wonder she took to stalking…That girl must have Flobberworms for brains."

Dorcas shrugged. "Or else she likes him so much, she'll do anything to get him."

Lily went pale. She knew what that phrase meant.

Anything meant anything.

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Woohoo! My longest chapter yet! Go me! It took me a while, but now it's here and it's queer, it doesn't want anymore bears! Yeah, uh, I watch way too much Simpsons. Oh, and full time freak, you will know where Tyson Argent comes from…hehe. Wait…why am I laughing? Tyson is not good! Especially not the one at my school…