The FanFiction server was down yesterday and I had this chapter ready to go so I thought I'd post two in one day! The first paragraph is Lily's POV, the rest is James'. Hope you enjoy! - CO x
The next few days passed without incident. I used my pens in class and nobody said anything, except giving a raised eyebrow. Severus had narrowed his eyes when I'd first brought out a pen to copy down notes in potions and when I'd used one in every other class his expression would become pained. He'd even tried to talk to me a couple of times but I'd just walk in the opposite direction or make up an excuse. Though he had been my best friend for so long, what he'd done – what he'd said – had been the lowest of the low. I couldn't forgive him, blood status was a big topic with the Slytherins with their pure blood mania and it just seemed like Severus had been sucked into it all. Even James bloody Potter would never stoop that low. Sure he'd throw the occasional threat around but he'd never actually do anything about it, there was something in his tone of voice. I glanced across the common, from my study corner, at where him and the rest of the Marauders were sprawled into arm chairs in front of the fire.
James
"Why is Evans looking at you?" Sirius asked. He was stretched out on the sofa with his head dangling over the arm.
"What?" My head snapped up quickly from the Quidditch book I'd been flicking through but she was already fully engrossed in whatever work was in front of her again. "No she isn't, you're imagining things Padfoot"
"No I am literally Sirius" he said sitting up and stretching his arms above his head "She was!"
"That joke got old by the end of first year" Remus grumbled signing his essay with a flourish and setting it down on the coffee table in between them.
"That's true" I said, "but why would Lily be looking at me? I thought she didn't particularly like me?" I looked to Remus; my one friend closes to her, who muttered "You can say that again".
"You're so overly third year girl dramatic about her Prongs" Sirius complained throwing himself back out across the sofa and slinging his arm over his eye.
"Sure, I'm the dramatic one" I said sarcastically, throwing my book at his stomach. There was silence between us for a couple of minutes as Remus tidied his study books away and Sirius may have drifted off. However, we'd known each other for so long and so well that there was never an awkward moment between us. When Peter had hung around us it often got awkward but then he'd joined the Gobstones club and made friends with some Hufflepuffs and with it the tension.
My eyes wondered over to the pretty red headed girl who was furiously scribbling away on some parchment. The curls that cascaded down her back bounced around in a kind of dance as her hand moved from side to side but she wasn't holding a quill in her petit fingers. It looked...odd, like a kind of stick that wasn't wooden.
"Say Moony", I began "you do Muggle Studies"
"Well done Prongs you've finally worked out my timetable" he smiled but I ignored his sarcasm and continued.
"What's that thing that Evans is using?" I asked. He swivelled his head round and then laughed.
"You don't know what that is? Oh sweet Merlin, you poor uncultured boy" Remus clutched at his sides.
"Could you just tell me please?" I begged, falling to the floor and crawling to sit at Remus' knees like a puppy. "Lovely, kind Remus you need to help me out". The sandy hair boy laughed even harder making the scar on the right side of his face crinkle.
"You know what?" he chuckled "why don't you go and ask her yourself?"
"I can't do that!"
"Why not?" Sirius asked curiously from under his arm.
"Because then he'd have to have a real civil conversation with her and not dick about" Remus said, picking up a book and starting to read. I recoiled to my chair disgruntled and we fell back into a calming silence: Sirius dozed, Remus read and I watched at the red hair tickle at her parchment.
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