As It Was and You Were
Chapter Seventeen
Matter of Time
Lily walked up to her new dormitory. Though it could hardly be called new. You see, she had been in these dormitories for the past six years at Hogwarts. So perhaps you should forget the bad narration.
Back to the story.
She reached her dormitory, opening the door; she found the place strewn with feathers.
"What the puck went on here?" Claire and Cordelia poked their head our from behind their respective beds. "Is this some kind of joke?"
"Uh…. No, not exactly," Cordelia stood up. Claire followed suit and to Lily's surprise so did Sirius Black and Remus Lupin.
"Alright. What is going on here? I leave for the first half of the year, I come back and my dormitory has been trashed?" she kicked at the feathers. "You and you," she pointed at Remus and Sirius, "Clean it up,"
"Lily we were just-"
"Don't want to hear it. You are both going straight to bed tonight. Now, more to the point, how the hell did you get up those stairs? It's well night impossible to even set foot on the first step, let alone all the way up, for a member of the male race,"
Both Remus and Sirius raised their arms, shakily to point to the window, where two brooms, a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket, and a picnic basket lay. Lily could hardly believe it. They were trying to make a move on her new best friends. She barely knew them and they were trying to steal them away!
It was…
It was just…
It's fine. A completely understandable movement. After all, they were… I don't really know but it turns out I'm fine with it and that's that. So I guess I'll just…
"Oh. Well I guess that's fine then," she shrugged.
"Wait, what?" Sirius was dumbfounded.
"It's just that, well, I'm not myself today so make the most if it. I'm too tired to deal with you lot,"
"Sweet. This is the best day ever," Sirius nodded his approval.
Lily paused for a moment. She turned to Sirius and stared at him. He looked back at her confusedly. "What?"
"Sirius your… voice is different,"
"Yeah. What of it?"
"It's lost it's… well I'll be frank. It's lost it ponciness," Lily said reluctantly.
"Well somewhere along the line I decided that I should stop enforcing my nationality because, let's face it, everyone knows we live in the United Kingdom. Although you wouldn't know it by the way some people act around here. I used to say, let's keep our culture alive, but now, I just don't care,"
"Yeah," Lily began sarcastically, "I wonder why you changed your mind," she shot a quick glance at Cordelia who shrugged. "Now clear off. Tired. Sleep, need now," and Lily walked stiffly to her bed. Fell upon the mattress and also asleep.
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The opposite sex. It is to people as Snape is to shampoo. Confusing, going through the process of washing his hair. Terrifying, when he sees it has added volume and shine. Enjoyable, when he runs his fingers through it for the first time discovering that clean hair is wonderful.
The same principle applies with the politics of dating. Confusing as to why they act like that, saying things they don't mean. Terrifying when they discover that it actually does mean something. Inexplicably enjoyable when it makes a little more sense and something actually comes of the situation.
Perhaps people, deep down, are all afraid of shampoo. But I'll leave that story to another time.
Events come along every now and then that can throw the entire balance of life out of proportion. Since the rearrangement of positions of power, the Richards siblings had decided to put on an event for the Hogwarts students. The announcement came within a week of the shifts in power.
"Students! I ask you now to be quiet. Our Head Boy and Head Girl have something very exciting to tell you. I'll have you know that I helped make the decision," Dumbledore said all high and mighty. He sat himself back down and looked down his broken nose at the hall.
"Uh… thankyou Professor Dumbledore. Well over the past week we have had some discussions regarding an event to make this year at Hogwarts a little different," Elvira was speaking from behind a sort of stand, her brother standing beside her.
"Owing to the fact that the uh… wizarding world is in a state of turmoil, we thought this would be a good erm… distraction for a number of you who have been affected," Michael paused; he began to speak again then he faltered. The hall was staring at him confusedly. "You do know what I'm talking about right?" They all shook their heads in unison. Elvira leant forward slightly.
"Voldemort… " she said somewhat questionably. Several students screamed. A few broke down crying. A few cries of 'Mother!', 'Don't say his name!' and 'My ears! They're burning!'. After the commotion had died down and people heads had stopped catching on fire, they were allowed to continue.
"Alright," Michael was slightly shaken about the events that had just taken place. Who wouldn't be? "Um… this Christmas Eve… we have… um,"
Lily was staring at Michael. As if bewitched by some kind of spell, which for all we know, could very well be so.
That is just undeniably adorable. He is getting nervous about public speaking.
He continued "We have decided that we will hold an um… Ball. Or a sort of dance," He stood back quickly his cheeks flushing slightly. A chorus of 'Aww… ' went around the room. Mostly from the girls. James glared at Lily who looked as if she had been hit in the face with a giant wet herring. He turned around and saw that Peter was one of the people who had gone 'Aww… '. He shuddered and turned back to glaring at the Head Boy. He stopped glaring when Elvira came forward and adopted a facial expression similar to that of what he witnessed on Lily's face.
"This is only possible for those who wish to stay the holidays at Hogwarts. So if you want to come, you have to stay. We have also decided that bringing a partner is mandatory to create inter-house harmony and bring us all closer together in these dark times from Vol- uh You Know Who. There'll be notices on the boards up tomorrow with more information. That's all we have to say. So thanks," she smiled simply and they retuned to the Ravenclaw table.
"Without further ado, I think its time we ate our desert before it literally vanishes into thin air," Dumbledore chuckled before scooping up some chocolate pudding.
The hall was humming with talk of the previous announcement.
"It's about time we had desert. I hope they have ice-cream!" said a Hufflepuff boy. No not that announcement… the other one.
"Lily?" Claire asked.
"Mmm?" Lily answered having just taken a bite of chocolate cake.
"Are you planning on going?"
"Well. I probably will be. There's just the matter of getting somebody to go with me,"
"You'll get someone in no time. There are at least ninety-nine percent of the guys here who want to go with you," Cordelia loaded up her plate with only lemon sauce.
Indeed there were. Many of the boys had already conjured up elaborate schemes in which they would win Lily's favour. There were at least three that involved a pulley system, two with cats, ten centring round flowers, five using a chocolate spa and four that had a dictionary as the main source. Of what? I do not know. You shall find out at some point.
Well. I would be asking James but seeing as he doesn't seem to have any interest in me I'll just have to make do with one of the others.
Well. I would be asking Lily but seeing as she doesn't seem to have any interest in me I'll just have to make do with one of the others.
"Well," began Claire, stirring her cream and jelly "I was thinking of… asking… Remus. It's logical isn't it? We look like carbon copied of each other,"
"Cordelia?" Lily looked at her.
"Sirius,"
"Quick reply," observed Claire.
"I decided ages ago,"
"You knew this was going to happen?"
"Oh no. I just decided,"
"Do you know at all Lily?"
"Not really no. I guess I'll figure it out though," she shrugged.
But she did have a good idea of who it would be. Oh yes she did.
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Oh puck it! She doesn't have a clue! Some random guy'll just show up and she'll choose him. Doesn't take a genius to figure that one out does it?
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