Expecto Patronum – Chapter Four – Confused Much?
He really has to stop sending me notes like this.
They're sending me into a state of mental confusion. And that's definitely not good.
Surprisingly though, this broom cupboard is extremely comfortable, even if I do happen to be squished up against a mop. I'd come here more often, if I didn't have other problems to deal with.
Like James Potter.
My eyes are narrowing simply at the thought of that idiot.
Why did I have to agree to his 'being friends' plan?
Yup.
I'm the idiot here.
Ugh.
Screw you.
Okay, so an hour has passed since my broom cupboard adventure. As much fun as it was, I couldn't stay in there any longer. I was beginning to feel rather claustrophobic and that's never a good sign.
Where should I go?
I can't go to the common room, he'll think I'm way too eager to talk to him when in fact, it's the complete opposite.
Must check my watch for the time.
Damn.
Where did I put it?
I really hope no one comes in now.
Running around in circles like a lost dog is never an image you want your classmates to see.
Crap.
I'm totally blaming Potter for all of this.
I don't know how, but somehow it's his fault.
Well…
Back to the broom cupboard we go!
Y'know me, being the smart person that I am, decided to run all the way back to the broom cupboard in search of my watch before realising that I am a witch and should be able to cast a simple spell to tell the time.
There must be something wrong with me.
"Lily?"
My head stopped banging itself on the table in front of me and slowly lifted up.
No.
No.
No.
WHYYYYY?
He's such a twat.
Smiling at me like that.
Uh oh.
He's coming over.
Okay, okay, just smile casually.
…
No, not like that, I look like a creepy clown.
Yeah, I think he thinks so too.
Meh.
I don't really care.
Okay.
I think I'm still in my mental state of confusion.
Talking to James Potter does that to people.
After walking over, he sat down across from me and smiled.
That innocent 'Hi Lily, let's be friends!' smile.
But I can't really call his smile creepy since I appeared to still be frozen with my clown smile.
And then he left!
He just got up and left!
What an idiot!
At least I stopped smiling my creepy clown smile when he left.
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I think I'm just going to go to bed.
James Potter is wearing my brain out with his stupid and confusing mind games.
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Ooh! A note!
Dear Lily,
Hopefully this note to you will explain my recent behaviour.
I think we should be friends but judging by the giant red bruise on your forehead, I'm guessing you can't decide whether or not I'm telling the truth. I am, don't worry. Oh, and by the way, please don't bash your head against the table Lily. I don't see why we shouldn't be friends, what with you being you and me being the handsome, intelligent and lovely person that I am. I would have discussed all of this with you in the common room but your smile was starting to freak me out.
Think about it.
From James
P.S. You are not in a mental state of confusion, despite what you think. You're just being dramatic, love.
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That twat!
It's his fault I have a giant red bruise on my forehead.
And while some might say he's handsome and intelligent, I know for sure that he is not a lovely person.
And how does he know about my mental state of confusion?
Ugh.
Confused.
I need to sleep.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry for it being so late but it's half term now! Yay!:) Sorry for this chapter being so short as well, hopefully I can make up for it with the next chapter. Hope you're all doing well!:)