I'm back for another chapter. I don't own Harry Potter. Hey cheak out my new site 's underconstruction and there isn;t much, but if you want me to post any of your stories, I'd be glad to. Hey, I got this new manga called 'Eerie Queerie' and it's absolutly hilarious!!! Anywhoo-heres chapter eight. P.S: I DO NOT own the song 'Duvet'. It's from the anime Serial Experiments Lain!!!!
Help Me To Breathe
And you don't seem to understand A shame you seemed and honest man And all the thoughts you hold so dear Will turn to whisper in your ear
It was Christmas time 1977 and the Christmas Eve dance was going to be held momentarily. Most students who usualy went home for the christmas holidays stayed at school just for the dance. Including James and Lily.
James found his friends at the bottom of the staircases that night. He was dressed in his best red and gold robes, but his hair was still as messy as always. Remus, who was probobly the worst off of the four, had borrowed a set of robes from his dear friend of the most amazing blue. Sirius had brushed his hair neatly to one side, yet it still fell over his eyes, and he wore black velvet robes. Peter, who was looking very cute that evening, wore robes of brown.
"Hey, mates. Waiting for the ladies?" James asked, as he jumped off the last four steps, earning a pleased and amazed look from Peter. Sirius grinned and nodded. He was lounging comfortably against the railing of the Great Stair Case which was a lovely shade of gold.
" Thank you gor letting me borrow these robes again, James. It's just that....I wish I could aford my own....but mum insists I save all my money from my summer job to by myself a flat-" James chuckled at Remus' constant babaling and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry about it Moony. I have enough robes to start my own robe shop." His friends through their heads back in laughter. They began to talk about life after Hogwarts. Where were they going to be? James on instinct mentioned life as an Auror. Peter shook his head in horror and said that he wasn't going near anything that would seriously cost him his life. James rolled his eyes.
" That's the thing, Wormtail. To take risks. I mean, more risks then we take here and all. But....I doubt you'd make that heak of a......" James trailed off. All four sets of eyes rested on a girl at the top of the stairs. Her thick, dark red hair was in bouncy curls and she wore robes of forest green. It was loose so you could see her dress. She was wearing a green dress underneath that had seqens and flowers.
James' jaw dropped almost suddenly as she walked down the stairs in a care of elegence. Sirius looked from Remus, to Peter, to James and Lily, and coughed back a lost snigger. As Lily reached the bottom of the stair case, James was in complete shock.
"Hello, James." she said in a soft, misty sort of voice. James smiled and whistled low.
"You look so......so beautiful........just gorgous........." he said softly. Lily laughed and blushed. She held a hand out to him and he took it, and giving his friends a sharp nodd, the two walked to the Great Hall to open the dance.
Remus watched the Head Boy and Girl walk togeather, hand in hand, to the large doors and gave a heaving sigh.
"Imagine. Just last year, Lily and James. Bet they would never dream of this happening." Sirius nodded and leaned his back against the podium.
"James, defidently, but Lily. I highly doubt it..." he said scanning his eyes across the crowed. Already, couples were meeting up and girls were squeeling at how cute everyone looked in their dress robes.
A few sixth years girls shot him Remus and Peter smiles, and Sirius smiled half-heartedly back.
"I wonder where Andrea is...." Peter said worriedly, standing on his tip toes and trying to look over the crowed. Sirius let out his usual bark like laugh and stepped over to his fellow Marauder, draping his arm lazily around his shoulder.
" Hey- don't get so worked up. She'll show up. But anyway- it's quite disgusting knowing a seventeen year old is daiting a tweleve year old." Remus sniggered and nodded. Peter went red and shouved Sirius off him. He turned to face him and pointed a threatining finger at him.
" You've gone out with first years in fourth, fith and sixth year. In first year you almost daited a seventh year. Besides, as one once said L-O- V-E isn't spelled A-G-E. " Remus and Sirius laughed at their friend's sense of seriousnes.
After a couple seconds Andrea showed up, looking very pretty in robes of torquies and her black hair pulled back in a braid. Sirius winked and ushered the couple off with embarassing Peter by reminding him that some things were illigal and that he should be careful.
When Sapphira showed up in green robes, Remus went a little pink in the face and had a hard time speaking before Sirius hit his back in thought that his friend was choaking.
" You...er....look very nice tonight. Not that you don't always look nice. It's just....er..um...I mean-" Sapphira laughed and grabbed his arm, dragging him to the great hall. This left a joking Sirius on his own, waiting for his date to arrive. He was happy he was going with Drusella, but couldn't help but wonder if she only agreed to going because their deal on 'going out'. It unerved him a bit, but when he felt a tap on his shoulder from behind him, he lost the disapointment and stared happily at the girl infront of him.
Her hair was the same, but the qualified school uniform of skirt and tie was replaced with a balck dress and purple and black robes. They seemed oddly shabby, like over used ones, but it hardly mattered to Sirius, who was having a even more difficult time not staring.
"Hey..." he said almost huskily. She gave him a small smile and said hello. They followed suit and headed for the Great Hall.
The five large tables had been replaced with only two that sat on either side of the hall, covered in food. The decoration was imaculete. Large icicles and Snow Men. Even angels.
The dance had already begun and James and Lily stood in the middle, clutching onto eachother protectively. The song was slow and Lily had her head burried in James' shoulder and couldn't see the look of pure excitment on his face. The song changed.
Sirius was having a hell of a time trying to get Drusella to 'dirty dance' with him. She actually looked horrified. Both Remus and Sapphira were beat red at the song that was now playing. It's words; very sexual, and the way everyone danced, it made it seem as if they were trying to make love on the dance floor. McGonagal had to stop a few people that were getting carried away.
Lily got low for James, who was grinning like and idiot. He spun her around and the two began leaning on one another.
"Who the hell picked this song?" James asked playfully shoving Lily off him. Lily hummed and turned her back to him, rubbing her body against his. She half mindedly grabbed his arms by his wrists and was supprised when he pulled back wincing.
"Ohh! Oh my God, James. Are you alright? I...er forgot." James blinked back the pain and replaced it with a smiling nodd.
"Hey, yeah. But, I'm sure I'll feel better if you do that little dance again." he said as the bridge to the chorus rang out again. Little Witches were a great band.
Lily laughed and continude pleasing him in dance. A few couples away from them were Peter and Andrea, who where trying to dance but always getting upsetting looks from Professor McGonagal, who was beat red at the lyrics to the song.
The next song was a famous one of Little Witches. It talked about teenage romance angst and solving problems. James held Lily close, and burried his nose in her shoulder. His glasses were sliping off, and he occasionally had to push them up.
"I love this song." he heared Lily mutter. James could feel the vibration in her chest as she spoke.
"Mmm...hum......" he said semiconciously. Lily sighed and alowed silence to flow over them. It just felt so good to be in James' arms. Told her this two years ago and she would have laughed hard in your face. Truthfully, her crush on James started in second year and then died out in forth. Fith year she hated him and the summer of sixth year her crush started up again.
She began to wonder why she was there. At a dance. In James' arms. At first she asured herself that her only reason for being polite to James was out of pity. But she didn't know now. It was confusing. Like going insaine. Half of her loving every moment of this, the other cursing herself for doing such a stupid thing.
Lily was so deep in thought that she jumped when she heared Patrica Scott, one of the Little Witches, voice fill the room. Patricia wasn't lead singer but by far the smartest and prettiest. She had strawberry blonde hair that she wore in two braids and blue eyes.
"This is christmas and as I see many of you are here with your romantic. So- I'd like to dedicate this song to me, Shara and Ragen's boyfriends and every lover out there." They started up a song called 'Christmas With You'. Lily fell deeply inlove with the song immidietly. It spoke of how no matter where you were, or your feelings for that person at that exact moment, nothing in the world would beat spending Christmas with the one you loved.
A winter meets summer like feeling went through James right then and his mind focused off the song, off Lily and off his surroundings. He was left to think about himself. Not in a narssistic type of way, but more of a confused way. He was curious to see who he realy was. Over the past few weeks, he had lost intuch with who or what he realy was. Was he realy that deep and dark? Or was he exactly what people thought. He didn't know anymore.
He was a nameless, traveling soldier at the moment. A confused and lost man. Drowning in his own emotions. Torn between his undying love for his one and only true romantic, Lily, and finding who he realy was. His family....were they realy his? A woman who worried to much and a man who was faithful to his son's manlyness. And Lily. The love of his life. His reason for living. It almost came as a shock to him. Realizing the postition he was in right now. Years and years of dreaming and wanting this. It was what he realy needed.
Remus was in a happy state. Almost not believing it. He kind of frowned. Scars on his face, still bruning. And although he knew he had emotions for the mysterious girl that was in his arms, he couldn't help but guard himself, reminding himself of what he was. Was it alright to hide it from her? Would it be okey with her if he told her?
It made him wonder. What was a real relationship like. Being the most wise of the group, Remus didn't settle for flirting with every girl in sight. He might occasionally but not as much as Sirius and James.
Sapphira rested her head on Remus' shoulder as the two danced. He let go of his worries for a munite and alowed himself to enjoy the moment.
A feeling of wonderous death floated through Sirius right at that second. A weird feeling like making a deal with the Devil. It wasn't as if what he was doing was wrong, no. It was certinly right. But he couldn't help but wonder if his semi-conciousness was the reason for his pain. A happy man. Full of laughter and love. Burning like Hell inside.
What was it that attracted him to her? He had never wanted a relationship this bad ever. She was so unlike everyone. Not goggling dip- wadishly ( Is that a word?) and hanging on to his every word. Infact, he had never had this decent of a conversation with a female before. She didn't grin and stare at him while he talked. Nor did she agree with every single thing he said.
Their conversation while they danced consisted of the most odd things. Perfection. Ways of escaping life. Jokes about love life. She argued with him. Begged to differ. As he said that there was such a thing as normal, she debated with him explaining her point of view.
Her words wern't to the extream of intelligence. She spoke like any other person. And as their conversation hit Quidditch, he couldn't help but see her eyes dance with excitment about his intrest.
"It's a mericle for someone like me." she said, looking off over his shoulder as the slow song changed quickly into a quicker beat.
"A place where I can get rough and ready and not end up in detention. Just..sometimes I guess I play a little too rough. But injuries between the older and stronger men and the girls that just doze out mean almost nothing to me. It's a rough sport."
Sirius laughed a little, mind so focused that his brain was throbing. It wasn't punch drunk love. He wasn't obsessed. Infactuated. Just.....it was amazing. All his life girls had spoke of the darnest things. Love. Beauty. Complained about how they looked. Lily and Sapphira and even Andrea and Zsuza were the only girls who weren't obessed. Dru seemed to be mellow with the whole thing. When he asked about what she thought on the subject, she just laughed and ran her fingers through his bangs.
"White streaks. Think I care?" she asked, earning a bark like laugh from Sirius. He just loved it. Her mistque sense of humor. Her odd way of loving things. Just so diffrent. It was weird to admit that you were attracted to someone like that. Yet, in an instant, you figure it out. Her lifes no diffrent then his. No family. Her father had been in muggle prison since she was four, and was sentenced for life. Her mother died of a cancer. She lived with her brother at six, after her mother's death. He had a family. But she ran away after he left his children and wife for another man. It just disgusted her at the fact knowing what little family both of them had, and leaving his wife and kids to deal with it all. She never spoke to her sister in-law. Her cousions were most likely fifteen now. And the other eighteen.
" Ladies, ever wish you'd meet Prince Charming? Well....maybe he is.." came another of the Little Witches voice.
Come riding on a white horse
Dressed up in jewels and rocks
Amazing feeling kissing me
and laugh as we talk
But Snow White is for children
but you have made me see
I've got my own Prince Charming right in front of me
And what if he can't take me away (to a castle)
I like this Prince more anyway
Don't need to wear a fancy crown
He mumbles bout his ex-girlfriend
I know he misses her but when he looks at me
that way the feelings cursed
He dresses like a skater but that's alright with me
When I'm dressed like him he's breathless
claims That I'm more then just pretty
And guys I've met are always so kind
But guys like him are too hard to find
Lily smiled at James. That's exactly how she felt. James wasn't exactly stero-typical Prince Charming. Not the real James anyway. But he was her idea of Prince Charming. Kind and couragoues. Not afraid to stand out amungst the crowed. And for the way he dressed- well, it wasn't bad or anything. He wore baggy clothes. (Remember, in the 70's people didn't dress like most do now.....but baggy was still a simblisum of being an outcast.)
" Heh, Prince Charming. How bogus." she heared James laugh. Infact, it was a laugh of disgust. 'What the hell is 'Prince Charming' supposed to mean?' he wondered. 'Do girls realy belive in that?'
"Ah. Is the Head Boy. The rebelion. The infamous James Potter, jealous over the Prince?" Lily said, loving to push his buttons. He let off a Sirius like laugh.
"Oh yeah. I'm real jealous of a guy in a skirt and tights. With long, silky hair. Nope. I got the Princess, so he can kiss my ass." Lily laughed and wraped her arms tighter around his neak.
When the dance ended around mid-night, Lily and James were incharged of making sure everyone went to their rooms safely. He met up with Sirius and Remus and Peter, who were at the end of the line.
" Hell of a dance, eh mates?" James asked as he walked them to Gryffindor tower again. eter nodded and a little red tint filled his cheeks.
"Do....is it realy weird to like a second year?" he choaked out. They all looked at eachother. It wasn't nasty. Just as long as they didn't do anything.
"Just remember. She's twelve and your seventeen. So watch what you two do." Remus said, a frown line appearing at his forehead. James and Sirius nodded in agreement. The rest of the walk was silent and after the boys had climbed into the portrait hole, James turned on his heel and headed back toward his room.
He laughed when he found Lily sleeping on his bed. Her chest rising and falling. Absolutly fast asleep. James sat by her on the edge of his bed and stroaked her hair. A small smile drew over his face. She looked so peaceful.
'I'm sorry that I've hurt you..' James thought. Like a porcien doll, she was. His angel. Every inch of her, meaning more to him then his own life.
"I don't deserve this." he whispered, running a hand through her hair. His eyes stroaded down to his wrists. He steped away from the bed and began undoing the neck cuff of his robes.
Lily turned slightly, grinning at the thought of James. She felt the bed go loose and opened her eyes. James had his back turned to her and was slippin off his robes. A small smile of curiosity and just plain pevertedness cast over her face as she watched. He was wearing a dress shirt and tie. Lily smiled wider as he undid the tie and began unbottoning his shirt.
He sliped it off. Lily noticed how great Quidditch had done him. He had nice broad shoulders and a great tan. He wasn't overly muscular, but had nice abs. A blush flashed over Lily's face and her eyes went ride as he unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants off.
He stood only in his boxers when an unexpected cough interupted him. He spun quickly around to see Lily siting up on his bed, red as her hair. He flushed.
"Oh. Er- sorry." James laughed nervously. He ran a hand through his hair, messing it up. Lily gulped and began to laugh even more nervously.
"No. No. It's okey." Time went still for a few moments until Lily jumped up and headed to the door. James walked up to her and grabed her hand.
"Come on. It's okey." he whispered huskily. Lily smiled slightly and followed suit. He threw her one of his shirts and turned around so she could change. That night the two fell asleep in echothers arms, talking about their futures.
-Monday July 12th 2004. Thanks for reading. I liked this chapter. V. I hope you did too. 'Prince Charming' belongs to Charie Patterson. A friend of mine. I'm still working on Romeo and Juliet Lied. This still has a long way to go. BTW, e-mail me anytime you feel like it. is my address. Well more stuff later. Domo Arigato. Graci. Gracias. Merci. Thankyou!!!!!! bYEZ.....