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Moments with the Marauders
Jealousy – The state or feeling of being jealous.
"Hey, Mary, could I borrow a quill?" James whispered to Mary Macdonald. She nodded, and reached into her bag for one.
While she was doing so, a paper plane landed on his desk.
Lily had scribbled something in her illegible writing.
"What?" James murmured to himself. He then thanked Mary for the quill and wrote his reply.
James scrunched the parchment into a ball, and tossed it over to Lily.
She scanned it, frowning, before writing something else down. This little exchange continued for a few minutes. But then the teacher caught the parchment. Professor Sanders was notorious for reading out private notes to the whole class.
"What have we here?" Professor Sanders smirked. "Ooh, Evans and Potter have been passing notes. Get comfortable everybody." Everybody slouched backwards into their seats, and Sirius even went as far as to conjure a cigarette, but a stern look from Sanders made him shove it into his pocket.
Sanders cleared his throat. "'So is she the reason you stopped asking me out?' Someone with very sloppy hand writing has written." Sanders used a very high voice to speak. Lily flushed.
"'What are you talking about?' Says the person with considerably neater writing." Sanders lowered his voice.
"'You haven't asked me out since we became Head's.' Says Little Miss Messy Hand-writing." Sanders said in that same voice for her writing that he was probably going to be using for the whole time. Lily scowled, and the class started to have a pretty good idea of who the note-passers were.
"'Maybe I'm just not interested anymore.' writes Mr Clueless. Ouch, that's gotta hurt."
"'Or maybe, you've got a crush on that slag over there.' Little Miss Messy Hand-writing is getting a bit harsh isn't she?" Lily rubbed the back of her neck shamefully.
"'Oh. Oooh. You aren't jealous, are you?' And Mr Clueless added a smiley face on the end." James blushed.
"'No! I am not jealous! Just… concerned for your well-being.' Looks like denial isn't just a river in Egypt." A few members of the class giggled excitedly.
"'Really? 'Cause it looks like you're jealous.' Mr Clueless writes."
"'Shut up Potter!' Oh, so we've got a name now! This is getting good." Sanders said conspiratorially to the class.
"'Just saying it- or rather writing it- like it is, Evans.' And we have another name! Miss Evans and Mr Potter." Lily swore under her breath.
"'Piss off Potter.' Language, Miss Evans." Sanders reprimanded with a grin.
"'So you are jealous!' Mr Potter writes triumphantly."
"'Fine! I'm jealous! Because the bloody moment I start to like you, you stop asking me out! God, you're so bloody complicated!' Says Miss Evans. Aaaand, that is where it cuts off." The class let out disappointed groans.
"Oi Prongs, did you hear that? Evans likes you!" Sirius shouted, but James didn't hear him. He was too busy snogging a no-longer green with jealousy Lily Evans.
I decided to treat you guys with another update today XD R&R!
Love,
Silvs
