Disclaimer: see previous chapters, and do not sue me.
A/N—I love Moulin Rouge. I just got the Moulin Rouge 2 CD. It's the second soundtrack and has stuff on it like a whole bunch of kick ass instrumentals! Yeah, not relevant, I know.
And now for the story!
CHAPTER FOUR: Snape Sucks
Lily managed to avoid James through the weekend and all of Monday too. She really didn't want to hear him gloat about being made Quidditch captain. How could things start off so badly? She would just have to get him by kicking his ass at the next Quidditch game. Maybe there was even more she could do. She could make his futile attempts at being Head Boy pale in comparison to all the awesome stuff she'd do as Head Girl.
Tuesday morning Lily wolfed down her breakfast. Truly, she didn't know why she was avoiding James quite this avidly… but hey, whatever worked.
She was slowly trudging towards double potions when she felt a light pressure on her shoulder. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed it was a hand, and when she tilted her head to see who it was she quickly sidestepped away with a disgusted look on her face.
"Am I not allowed to say hello?" James asked, an amused glint in his hazel eyes.
Lily sighed irritably. "Touching me is not saying hello. Come to gloat?"
James raised his eyebrows and looked genuinely confused—but the amusement had not yet left his eyes. Lily HATED that.
"Gloat--? About what?"
Lily scowled. "Well if you don't know then I'm not going to tell you."
Comprehension dawned on James' face, but Lily didn't notice through her stormy glare. James didn't talk on the subject, however. In fact, he changed it.
"We're supposed to plan the prefect meetings, right?"
Lily nodded curtly, just barely moving her head.
James continued. "So, I thought maybe… we should have one soon?" he finished in a question, searching for some sign of consent from Lily.
"Sure. Ok. Whatever you say," she bit sarcastically.
James actually shivered a bit from the ice in her voice.
"When is good for you?" he questioned cautiously.
Lily shrugged. "Whatever. Whenever we don't have Quidditch practice, though that's for you to decide." She muttered the last bit, and if it was possible her voice got even colder.
"Thursday? We have tryouts on Friday…." James smiled nervously.
They reached the dungeon in which potions class took place. Lily and James stopped as Lily briefly turned to James to finish the conversation.
"Kay, fine, put up a notice then," she said, finalizing the subject. She walked into the dungeon leaving James standing at the door.
He sighed, ran a hand through his hair, and entered the class after her.
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Later that night there was a notice up about a prefects meeting on Thursday at 8:00 in the library. Lily was astounded. James actually did something responsible.
Lily went up to the girl's dormitory to find Kaye and Mel sitting on the floor playing wizard's chess.
"Hey wha—" Lily began, shutting the door.
"Shhhhh!" hissed Mel, not taking her eyes off the chessboard. She moved a piece and smiled in triumph. "Checkmate!" she laughed happily.
"Agh!" exclaimed Kaye. "She beat me! Did you see that?"
"Um… what's the big deal? I thought you two were both equally bad," Lily said.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that…" Kaye responded, tossing a glare at Lily before helping Mel put the chess away.
"So Lily—is there a Quidditch game any—" Mel began, before cutting herself off.
Lily sat down on her bed. "You can still talk about Quidditch. Just because that sad excuse for a human was made captain doesn't mean that I am in any way worse than him. And you know we never have games this early in the year."
"Mad because he got captain and you didn't?" Kaye asked.
Lily looked at her with raised eyebrows. "No!" she said, rather unconvincingly.
"Hah! Yea right!" Kaye sniggered.
Lily rolled her eyes. "Fine then, don't believe me."
Kaye sat down on her bed, which was right next to Lily's. "Oh come on, first he was Head Boy, then he was captain…"
"Are you trying to make me angry?" Lily demanded, her eyes narrowing to green slits.
"Considering all we have to do is bring up James Potter and steam comes out of your ears…" Mel muttered. "He's not that bad…"
"Maybe it's just that you fancy him!" Lily giggled.
"I do not!" shrieked Mel, throwing her pillow at Lily's head.
Lily caught the pillow and threw it back. "Like you could actually hit me…" she taunted.
"Miss Quidditch over there seems so high and mighty!" Kaye said in a mock-haughty tone.
"Let's get her!" Mel yelled, jumping off her bed, grabbing the pillow back from Lily, and savagely trying to hit her with it, laughing the whole time.
Lily frantically yanked up her pillow and began to defend herself from the pillow assault she was receiving from Mel—and Kaye who had just joined in.
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Thursday night arrived, and Lily found herself reading in the library at 7:45, having nothing better to do. She had her feet propped up on a table and was leaning back in her chair when a voice made her jump and she nearly fell.
"Lily?" It was James.
She quickly yanked her feet off the table and sat up straight.
"Um… I was hoping you'd be in here early. We've gotta go over some stuff before the prefects all get here."
Lily looked at him skeptically. She hoped this wasn't a trick just to spend time with her—and if it was she hoped that he wouldn't dare do it again. "Like what?"
"Such as when should we go to Hogsmeade, should there be a ball, stuff like that."
Crossing her arms, Lily replied, "shouldn't we talk about that when the prefects get here?"
"I thought we should have some idea. If you didn't notice, the prefects are all from different houses and if this meeting goes anything like some of the others we've had then I'm not expecting them to all agree—or even want to agree," James snapped at her, then looked sorry for it immediately afterwards.
As much as she hated to admit it, he did have a point. It was mainly the Slytherin prefects—Snape and Sirius' cousin Bellatrix. They made a point of not agreeing on anything unless the Head Girl and Head Boy had it planned out already.
"Alright," Lily consented. "I guess we should start with Hogsmeade. Um… first week in November maybe? So the students can do their Christmas shopping?"
"No, we've got our first game that week. Um… last week in October? Actually, Halloween is on a Sunday, so we could have it on the 30th maybe."
"That's fine. We can tell them. Is that it?" Lily asked somewhat impatiently. She didn't like having to be civil to James Potter more than was absolutely necessary.
"Yes, for now…" James trailed off and remained silent. He could tell Lily didn't like talking to him. Too bad he would give his right arm for her to smile at him once.
He was pondering what exactly the best way would be to win her over when a lot of prefects trickled into the library. It was nearly eight by that time.
When all the prefects had arrived, they began the meeting.
"We were thinking about having a Hogsmeade weekend on October 30th," James stated, introducing the subject.
Most of the prefects nodded in agreement. However, Snape spoke up just then.
"I don't think that will work for a lot of the people in our house—" he said in a slimy voice.
"What, do you have a KKK meeting or something?" Lily interrogated.
"What's the KKK?" Bellatrix demanded—actually she looked a little bit interested, if only because Lily had said it with a disgusted look on her face. (A/N—NOT in favor of ANY of that—I am NOT—repeat—NOT racist in any way. I don't even have anything against gay marriage.)
"A racist hate group," Lily hissed with narrowed eyes, putting emphasis on the word 'hate'.
"You know nothing of hate—" Snape started, but James interrupted.
"Enough already! Snape, I'm sure your house will deal with it if they can't go," he stated with finality.
Snape didn't reply. Lily could feel the rest of the prefects becoming tense. She knew the meeting wouldn't last much longer anyway.
"I think that's it for now. We'll probably have another one of these in a week," Lily said, standing up.
James got up too, and they left at the same time.
"Damn that Snape. We still had to talk to them about rounds and stuff—but it was just so uncomfortable after that," she fumed, not really caring that it was James she was talking to.
"Honestly, I don't even know how either of them became prefects," James replied. He didn't want to say anything stupid. For once, Lily was angrier at someone else than she was at him, and he didn't want to mess it up.
"Stupid idiots," Lily murmured. They walked the rest of the way to Gryffindor tower in silence. When they went inside the common room, Lily stormed all the way up to the girl's dormitories.
She slammed the door open.
Kaye was in there, doing her hair with her wand for fun.
"James again?" she inquired.
Lily slumped down on her bed. "No, it was those bloody Slytherins. They managed to ruin our prefects meeting so we didn't get ANYTHING done!"
"Well, look on the bright side. You have Quidditch tryouts tomorrow!" Kaye said, trying to be cheerful. She cast a spell at her hair to make it all pile up on top of her head.
"I don't know if I should look forward to that or dread it," Lily admitted.
Kaye laughed. "I guess you'll see tomorrow, then."
Lily sighed, a bit of her anger wearing off. "I guess," she repeated.
---end chapter four---
next chapter will have tryouts in it! woo hoo!
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