Fragments Of Unconnected Conversations
A collection of Lily's and James' One-shots by MorningDawn and shyangell
Summary: Lily. The Marauders. Two separate worlds. Read trough the conversations and a bunch of funny situations as James and Lily come closer and closer.
Pairing: James/Lily
DISCLAIMER: All the fictional characters appearing in this fanfiction story are not mine, they're J.; and they are being used with the only purpose of personal entertaiment.
Wish him luck!
It was an early October Saturday morning. It would have been a normal Saturday where not for the upcoming match; Gryffindor against Slytherin. Everyone was exited about it, betting on who was going to win, or how long it would take Sirius, the Gryffindor beater, to send his brother, a Slytherin chaser, to the hospital. One thing was clear; Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff would support Gryffindor. As they said; anything before letting Slytherin win the cup.
Lily entered the Great Hall and, hating quidditch as she did, she couldn't understand what all the fuss was about; it was just a silly game!
She scanned the Gryffindor table and spotted the Marauders sitting together along with Fabian, the Gryffindor Keeper. She walked towards them. This last month she had found a good friend in James and she wanted to wish him luck for the game as a proper friend should do. As she arrived where they where, she noticed James' weird pose. He had his hands entwined in front of his face and was muttering something that resembled a prayer.
- What are you praying for? - she asked as she sat across James and Black. James raised his head to look at her and smiled.
- I was praying for a letter from Sirius family to come, or as a second option, for his brother to piss him off. – Sirius Black sighted as James said so.
- Very kind of you Prongs. - said with his deadpan tone. Lily looked like she didn't understand one bit. Remus was the first to notice that, so he proceeded to explain James' words.
- He said that because some years ago we found out that he aims better when pissed off, specially when pissed off with his family. - now Lily looked outraged.
- Yes, and if I'm not wrong, you even asked my brother to do so just before a match.- commented the aforementioned Marauder with a half amused half resigned, and even a bit mock-offended tone, James smirked.
- Not that he did it, of course.
- Well, he is stupid, - and then Sirius face transformed into that disgusted grin so characteristic from his kin. - But he, being the good Slytherin that he is, does have some survival instincts.
- Well, it was worth the try. - stated James in an attempt to get Sirius to drop his disgusted face. It obviously worked.
- That was not nice of you James. - said Lily. The boys looked at her like she'd grown another head. - Nor was you praying for it.
- Well, - started James. - I was just joking.
- And, obviously, the thought never crossed your mind… - commented Remus, Sirius and Peter laughed. James laughed as well.
- Actually I was praying for God to please, just please, not allow this nasty thunderstorms to rain on us; pretty please.
He said as he pointed with his right thumb and over his shoulder to the windows of the Great Hall. Lily looked through the windows and realised that the sky was filled with dark clouds and thunders could be heard in the distance. She felt stupid, how could she not have realised that? A thunder echoed through the walls of the Great Hall.
- Well, I think it is going to rain on us. - stated the tall grey-eyed boy. - Were not for the wonderful chance of pissing dear Reggie off, I would resign my post right away
- Yeah, and were not for the fact that James would kill you if you did so, - said Remus.- you would.
- Yes, right. - said Sirius. - Because I'm your best beater, uh Jamsie. - said as he elbowed James sharply.
- Yeah, sure thing Pads.
- Anyway, I hate it when it rains on a match. - Said Sirius.
- Well, you're not the one with glasses. - Lily said pointing at James.
- No, but when it rains on Prongs his hair is not affected. Basically, because it can't get any worse. - James eyed Sirius badly.
- And yours does? - asked Peter.
- Yes, - answered Remus.- It gets to resemble Prongsie's here. - said as he motioned James as he swallowed the last bit of his toast. Sirius raised an eyebrow.
- That's a bit exaggerated. - commented Sirius impassibly.
- Yeah sure, that's why… - but Remus was cut by James.
- Come on Padfoot, - said as he rose. - lets get going, you too Fabian. - said motioning to the redheaded boy and not very discreetly pushing him towards the doors. The three boys rose from their seats.
- Good luck guys. - said first Remus and then Peter as Sirius, James and Fabian passed by.
- Thanks Moony, Wormtail!
- Wait! - called Lily. The three boys turned around. - Good luck James. - said with a broad smile.
- No such luck for us Red? - said Sirius with a smirk plastered in his face.
- Bastard, - muttered Lily as an answer, but still it somehow sounded playful.
- Thank you very much. - yelled Sirius as he walked away with Fabian. - You know? I actually consider that a compliment. - Lily sighed and then turned again to James.
- Well, as I said, good luck James. - he smiled to her.
- Thanks.
- Are you coming Prongs! - yelled Sirius.
- Yeah, coming Pads! - he then turned to Lily.- Thanks again my fair lady. - she blushed as he smiled broadly.
He headed down the pitch, awfully excited. It had started to rain, but it didn't matter, the match didn't matter anymore (at least not as much as before), Lily had smiled at him, and for the first time in his life, she had wished him luck. That was all that mattered.