Chapter Eight

She's Crazy, Shakespeare Anyone? and Nightmares

SO this a short chapter, because I just updated liek 2 days ago. but i felt super bad that fanfiction wouldnt let me update for 2-3 weeks...so i wrote this bit at 2am while i was delusional with the flu! ENJOY

"Sam, you need to sneak me out of here. I can't take it!"

"Lily, calm yourself. it's only one more day."

"I can't take it! She's crazy!"

"Shush, she'll here you!"

"I don't care! She makes me stay in bed all day. She took away my books! My beautiful textbooks! She said I would over-exert myself! My book!"

"Shhhh, it's ok." Sam said stroking her hair soothingly. "I brought you this." She added with a wink,slipping a copy of Moste Potente Potions into Lily's hands.

"You are a goddess!" She said with a squeee! She hugged her friend tightly.

Sam just smiled. "Just doing my job."

Lily grinned widely.

"So how did the tutoring session go? Sorry I couldn't come."

"It was…interesting."

"Uh oh interesting? Or oh yeah interesting?"

"Um, neither."

"Oh good, because, well, he's gonna be tutoring you from now on…" Sam muttered sheepishly.

"Wait, what?"

"You heard me."

"No! Why?"

"What, he wasn't good?"

"No he was great, but that's not the point!"

"Then what is?"

"I don't…I mean..It's fricking Potter!"

"Well I can't do it anymore. And he's the best in the class (after me and possibly Black). And he owes me a few favors, so he agreed to help out."

"But! No! Why can't you do it anymore?"

"Because I need to be tutored myself…" She murmured again.

"No you don't!"

"Yes I do! You don't need to make fun of me for needing extra help." Sam said sadly, putting her head in her hands. Her muffled laughter was confused for tears by Lily, who quickly attempted to sooth her friend.

"Oh sweetie, i didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad…I-"

Sam looked up, eyes red from rubbing. She put on a pout, although her eyes were smiling.

She stifled her "sobs."

"It's ok Lil. It's just a touchy subject."

"What class? You seems so on top of it all."

"Care of Magical Creatures."

Lily burst out laughing. Then seeing the look on her friend's face covered her mouth. "Sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

Sam nodded understandingly.

"But how can you fail CMC?"

"Well It's N.E.W.T.S level! It's not easy. And I had a run in with a Hippogryff last semester…and…"

"Ok, I get it. Who's tutoring you?"

"Black." Sam replied distainfully.

Lily giggled again.

"So yeah, I'm in the same boat you are, but they both are talented…"

"I guess-"

"So we just have to suck it up."

Lily sighed and stuck her tongue out at Sam. "Fine, fine!"

"Good. Well I'm off. Tomorrow, 8pm, the usual table. He'll be there."

"Noooo! Don't leave me! She's evil!"

Sam gave her a hug. "You'll be fine. I believe in you!" She said mockingly.

She gave her friend a smiled and turned to leave.

"Sammmmmiiii!"

"Lilyyyyy!" She laughed and with a wave was gone.

"So?"

"So what?" Sam said sitting down next to Remus and helping herself to the Pumpkin juice.

"So what did she say?" James demanded. He looked like he was about to burst.

Sam laughed and put her hand to her forehead in a vogue-like way.

"Fie how these old bones ache. Give me leave awhile." She said making a shoo-ing motion.

Three of the four Marauders looked at her confused. Remus chuckled.

"What? It's Romeo and Juliet."

He friends gave him a look but he just shrugged and went back to his mashed potatoes.

But not before sighing and muttering "Does no one read Shakespeare anymore...*something no one could hear*...idiots."

James didn't notice, he just looked like he was about the shake Sam senseless.

"So?" He prompted.

Sam just fluttered her eyelashes innocently.

"Sam!" He practically screamed across the table.

She just laughed. "LIke I said, tomorrow, eight o'clock sharp."

"Oh my god! You are the best!" He cried reached across the table and grabbing her in a tight hug. He kissed her on the cheek making a loud "mwah!" sound.

Sam gasped. "Air! I need air." She said as James let her out of his death grip.

James just laughed and ruffled her hair.

Remus smiled behind his book and Sirius looked jealous.

But Sam didn't notice, she was busy telling James how to plan out Lily's lesson.

"Hey Padfoot, you awake?" James whispered through red curtains. It was two in the morning and he was wide awake, staring at the ceiling. He was thinking about Lily, as usual.

The siders they want me to tap dance, I don't want to tap dance!"

"What?" James asked, confused and puling the curtains back.

"No! It's my cookie!" Sirius screamed, rolling over in his sleep. James stared at Sirius, red in the face with laughter.

Before him lay his best friend, clad in only boxers, hugging a stuffed dog tightly to his chest, muttering incessantly.

"No…not whipped cream! It's sticky! Nooo!" He rolled over again, clearly in the grips of a nightmare. James shook him awake.

"Whaaa? What's going on? I don't know how to tango!" He cried as he awoke abruptly.

"Shush! Padfoot. it's only a dream!"

Sirius looked around and sighed in relief.