Chapter 3: Lily's POV: EDIT
My friends were giggling ridiculously as we passed Potter. Everyone at Hogwarts knew about his never-ending crush on me, and they all loved to rub it in my face. I personally, hated it. And with the upcoming trip to Hogsmede, bets were already being placed to what I would say when James asked me there.
For a split second, with his hair was stuck out on all sides, and he had his sly, goofy grin on his face, I could see why girls thought him to be all the rage. If he wasn't so full of himself, or a selfish jerk, he could actually be cute. Sometimes, even James Potter could tone down his pretty-boy façade and let everyone see the real him. It just might help him.
Once I clawed my eyes away from James, I waved to Remus and smiled. For whatever reason, I couldn't seem to get him out of my head. I remembered when he grabbed my hand, the confidence seemed to be oozing out of him. Now, seeing him flank James made me angry. It was as if he was supposed to be the one in charge, not James.
The problem was, was that he didn't seem to mind. I knew he thought of himself as the underdog, never wanting the spotlight for his brilliancy or quick-wit. His body language screamed insecurity, is shoulders were slumped, trying to hide his huge height, and he was loping. I knew that if he were to run, he could overtake even a cheetah.
Suddenly, his face went from playful and smirking, to chagrin. James was gesturing wildly at my behind, so I assumed that Remus' change in behavior was due to their conversation topic.
My cheeks flared as I swiveled to glare at Potter. Almost instantly, a smart-ass comment came out, "You know, Potter, I really don't understand why you think you're such hot shit. All you ever do is show off. Maybe if you spent less time checking out my butt and more time thinking of tricks that would actually be funny, you could get a girlfriend." James had never had a romantic relationship before, which was a large shock to everyone. He could have practically any girl in the school. So, my words weren't necessarily true, but it was still a hit below the belt. I had caused his ego to be smashed in front of all my friends, and his.
James turned bright red and could do nothing but turn and run. I caught Remus' eye as the four walked away, and he winked at me. He mouthed words somewhere along the line of "Good girl".
I walked away proudly, my friends followed behind with awestruck faces. I had accomplished what no other person had ever done before. I had hurt Potter's untouchable ego. I was sure my step had some sort of a skip to it, and I knew I had to be careful. I could end up falling. Although Lupin catching me again didn't seem like such a bad idea.
I thought I was clear of the four before a finger tapped my shoulder. I had no idea who it could be. It definitely wasn't Remus. His fingers were long and thin, as if meant for playing the piano. These hands were thicker and stronger, perhaps manlier. I turned around to the one person I didn't want to see.
Potter.
I stared at him for a moment, open-mouthed at his gallantry. I thought I had finally told him off, and he would finally leave me alone. I obviously wasn't lucky enough to have that happen to me.
He laughed at my expression, "You know, if you don't shut your mouth, you'll end up drooling."
I snapped my mouth shut and my jaw locked. I spoke out of my teeth as my cheeks lit up, with what I'm sure was annoyance. "Maybe if you would just leave me alone, we wouldn't have this problem in the first place."
"Oh, so you don't want to talk to me now?" He questioned as his hazel eyes blazed with anger. Hazel? I had never noticed them before. His glasses had always been to distracting to even notice them. It looked as if they were hiding something. Almost as if behind the never fading mischievous glint, there was a real person, with real feelings. Oh, and how incredibly hazel they were…
I shifted through the lists of descriptions I had read to describe hazel eyes. They weren't green-brown, brown-green, or yellowish-brown-green. They almost defied description; with his plant colored eyes. They almost looked as if someone had stepped through deep green ivy with muddy shoes. His eyes were beautiful.
I shocked myself for a moment. I had actually considered James Potter to be rather handsome, a man I might consider choosing. I quickly recovered, he was obviously awaiting my reaction, "I never want or wanted to talk to you. You just seem to keep coming back," I retorted.
Ironically, he smirked. He ran his fingers through his hair, messing it up even more than it already was. His glasses, smudged and wrecked, slid down his nose as he did so. His whole body shook as he laughed out loud. I was taken aback. This was not the reaction I had been expecting.
"You know, Evans, you really are quite something. Normally, girls would have been doing anything I asked by now. Despite what you said earlier." James said, his normal smug voice tainted by a slight bit of bitterness at the end.
"I'm not like most girls." I instinctively replied. It was something I had come accustomed to. It always seemed I was on a different page entirely from all my other friends. But I could never tell them that. It would wreck everything I'd ever worked for.
"You know, maybe I like girls that aren't like other girls." He murmured, suddenly serious. His eyes pierced into mine, and they were entrancing. I was falling deep into them, not noticing the words that came out of his mouth or mine.
He was smiling when he walked away, and my knees felt weak, so I was pretty sure I was smiling too.
"Oh my gosh Lily! I cannot believe you are going to Hogsmede with James! That's so incredible! He's like, amazing!" gushed one girl.
Suddenly, I was surrounded by ditsies. I had to get away. They were all saying something so ridiculous! There was no way I could ever had said I would go to Hogsmede with James.
I ran to the one place I knew they wouldn't follow. I ran to see Severus.
I was gasping for breath by the time I reached him, he only glared.
"So I heard you are Potter's new girlfriend." He sneered in his nasally voice. For the first time, he was rude to me. I was beginning to notice things I hadn't about him before. And I certainly didn't like it.
"I'm not." I said calmly. I knew how to play this game with him. It would be an easy win. I just had to take the defensive, play the played. It'd be easy.
"Then what's all this talk of you going to Hogsmede with him?" He questioned, still in the same tone, yet somehow softer.
"You know those rumors, Sev. Those things spread like wildfire." I joked. Hopefully, he would believe my act, and I wouldn't have to explain that I had said yes, and why.
He smirked and smiled thinly, "You're right, Lily. I apologize. I got flustered."
"No problem, Sev. I'll see you later then," I hoped I wouldn't. He was starting to get on my nerves…
"Adieu," He joked flakily. I waved and smiled back as sweetly as I could, without being fake
I waltzed out of the study hall. I had to sit down, my knees were shaking. I could barely stand. Soon, I was hyperventilating. I had to get to the infirmary. I was almost certain I was going into shock. I worked on spreading out my breathing so it was even. I stood up, and the rush of blood to my head was dizzying.
This was my body telling me it couldn't believe what I had just done.
I had just said I would go on a date with James Potter.