Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. I'm just playing in her world.
A/N: I kind of like this one.
Title: Little Girls.
Genre: Humour?
Rating: K+
Warning: Underage drinking.
Pairing/Character: Lily, James.
Word Count: 305
Lily Evans, Head Girl at Hogwarts, sat in the Common Room at one of the tables hidden in a corner, working quietly on her Charms Essay. Her hair was tied into a bun to keep it out of her face as she scribbled furiously on the parchment.
"Hey, Lils," James Potter, Head Boy at Hogwarts, said, sitting down in the chair opposite her. "What you doing? Charms homework? Hm, interesting." Sarcasm laced that final sentence and, as Lily caught the stench of smoke, she whipped her head up to find a cigar perched in the corner of James' mouth.
She glared at him. "Continue smoking that in here and you'll spend the rest of your days under the belief that you're a six year old girl," she threatened darkly.
He eyed her cautiously and took the cigar out of his mouth, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "You'd do that?"
"I'd have Alice braid your hair. Now put it out. It's completely irresponsible. You're Head Boy, James, you're supposed to be setting an example for the younger students! Smoking is not a good example! How did you even get that past Dumbledore?"
"The old dude isn't as wise as he seems, Lily Flower."
"Don't call me that. And put that thing out."
James pressed the lit end into the table, burning the wood. Lily glared at him, and he stopped, putting it out with a spell. James threw it in the bin, but Lily continued to glare at him. He sighed and got up from the seat, walking over to Frank Longbottom at the other side of the Common Room. Content, Lily smirked and returned to her essay.
"Continue smoking that in here and you'll spend the rest of your days under the belief that you're a six year old girl." ~ "You'd do that?" ~ "I'd have [name] braid your hair." - X-Men 2
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