As It Was and You Were
Chapter Sixteen
Happenings
Since the arrival of the four students; Elvira and Michael Richards; Cordelia Luckson, and Claire Flemming, school had taken a somewhat unusual kind of turn. Within the next day Dumbledore called James and Lily into his office. When they arrived they saw that Elvira and Michael had already occupied some of the space.
"Well I assume you four know why I have summoned you to my humble abode," Dumbledore said, smiling serenely yet slightly spacey.
"Well," began James "No sir, we don't. That's why we're here,"
"Also, I think you could hardly call your office humble," Lily interjected not looking at Dumbledore but at a case of assorted sweets labelled This belongs to Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, if you touch this, he will not be merciful and rid you for the greater good of sweet kind.
"I suppose," he replied. "Now, what was I saying?"
"Why you brought us here sir," Elvira spoke up.
"Oh yes, quite right. Well, James and Lily, I am delighted to inform you that you are hereby denounced from your posts as Head Boy and Head Girl. Instead I have chosen Elvira and Michael to replace because they are ten times better at what you both do," both the two former Head positions were shocked. So shocked, that both of them fainted.
Lily came around in Michael's arms, having fallen straight into them. She opened her eyes to his startling blue ones, and he flashed a dazzling smile, so dazzling that she squinted from the light reflected off his perfect teeth. "Are you alright?"
"Just lovely," she uttered as if she had just inhaled paint fumes.
James awoke from his slumber in time to see the effects Michael was having on Lily. His Lily. How dare he-
"I know you just fainted but could you please… get off?" He was lying in a rather confrontational position, on Elvira, she looked rather uncomfortable, and so he immediately shot up and offered his hand.
"Uh… sorry. I'll try not to… do that… again," he was feeling very awkward. Needing to move, he ruffled his hair and turned around away from her. Lily had caught this event, and was now glaring at James and Elvira.
"I see you have recovered from the shock." Dumbledore turned around from his case of sweets, holding a handful of green slimy things that were wriggling. "Since you are no longer retaining your positions, your special dormitories are no longer yours and now belong to Elvira and Michael. Your belongings have been relocated to the normal dormitories in the Gryffindor Tower. You may leave now, however you can stay if you like and sample some of these delightfully real, mint-eating slugs,"
"Um… no thanks. We'll just be going," They both turned around and left. The siblings were following behind them. Before the two groups parted the new Head Boy and Girl requested the current password.
"Skanktastic," The Ravenclaws looked bemusedly at them.
"True," said Lily. They left and turned the corner, James and Lily walking back in an uncomfortable silence. Both were angry at the other.
"So," James began "They seem nice,"
"Oh. Yes, very nice," Lily snapped. She crossed her arms and huffed.
"What is with you?" James grabbed her shoulder, looking at her angrily.
"What do you mean? Clearly it's you that's got something wrong with them. Already moved on from me I can see,"
"Oh yeah. Completely!" said James sarcastically. "Don't think I didn't see you all over Michael! I could say the same for you! Harlot!" James walked off.
"Harlot? Harlot? So you've run out of names to call me have you? Resorting to names that went out in the late 1800s?" Lily walked after him. James stopped drawing himself up to his full height. Not too terrifying for Lily with him being only a few centimetres taller.
"Run out of things to say to have you? Resorting to picking on my insults have you? What ever happened to me having a big head?" he smacked his skull on the last two words to emphasise his point. He obviously hit it too hard, as he was wincing shortly after.
"What is with the questions?"
"I dunno… " James scratched his head, his voice suddenly softer. "Have you been excessively using Cheering Charms lately? I've heard they can make you pose questions without meaning them," he seemed to remember he was angry then walked away again. Lily let him get a few steps ahead before walking slowly behind him. Her expression sad.
Perhaps those Cheering Charms haven't been doing any good. So trying to get over James has now dried up my ability to insult people properly. But he was asking questions as well. Has he been as sad I I've been?
She reached the Gryffindor Common Room and looked around at the people in there. In fact there seemed to be more people in the Common Room than normal at this time of night. And more noise too. It was unnerving.
She moved further into the room and noticed five young men with bad clothing, weird haircuts and performing a dance routine to some bad pop music. The music ended with a crash and they all stood in a pose formation, hands raised to the sky. The small crowd of people let out some applause and a few half-hearted whoops. Some slow music started up, and few stupid people sighed. They began to sing.
You are, my fire
The one desire
Believe when you say
I want it that way
Lily allowed to let the music wash over her. She closed her eyes. There was only one thing that came to mind. The music was just so incredibly… bad. She tuned out. However pieces of the song seeped through her ears. She threw up a little in her mouth. Forcing herself to keep it down she came out of her stupor in time for the ending of the song.
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
'Cause I want it that way
'Cause I want it that way
The song ended and nobody applauded. A first year stood near the stage, staring at them. They lifted their arm and pointed to the door
"Get out,"
Dear Everbody Who Reads This,
I apologise profusely for not updating sooner. I'm having a rather difficult time keeping up with schoolwork. In fact, I have an assignment that is due tomorrow and I have not completed it due to the fact that I am stupid. Some credit for this chapter should go to a person by the name of... let me check... A-Lady. Thankyou for inspiring me to write about the Backstreet Boys. I do appreciate the reviews. Perhaps if you suggested some things I might include them in future chapters. A shout-out to Forkz94 for being an awesome correspondent, however a terrible one I may have been. Well, Doctor Who is on!
Cheerio.