Love Struck
Disclaimer: I don't own any character you may recognize, just their personalitlies
Chapter 1: Boys are Idiots
Lily's POV
He has grey eyes. The perfect guy. Sitting three tables away at the Slytherin table sandwiched in between her brother, Al, and there friend, Scor, was Dante Harper. As Dante laughed his pushed his black hair out of his eyes.
I sighed. He's so dreamy. I could watch him all day.
Dante was now making weird motions with his hand, probably mimicking a Quidditch move, he was after all the star chaser of the Slytherin team. He was also a sixth year which makes him way out of my league. I'm only a fourth year; he probably doesn't know I exist. And even if he did happen to notice who I am it's because I'm Al's little sister.
"Had enough?"
Enough staring at Dante? Never. Oh wait, what?
I turned away from the Slytherin table and looked at my best friend, Clara Watson, who was looking at me with raised eyebrows.
"Enough?" I repeated.
Clara nodded towards my plate.
Oops. I while I wasn't paying attention my hands had shredded three blueberry scones. The crumbs lay scattered on my plate.
"Yeah,…I'm not really hungry. You ready to head to class?"
"Yea, let's go."
I grabbed my school bag and strapped it over my shoulder as I got up.
First class of the day is Charms. Professor Flickwick retired last year. He was replaced by Professor Jane Newman. It's only the second month of school, but she seems decent enough.
Class doesn't start for another five minutes so we had to wait outside of the classroom. Unfortunately we weren't the only ones.
Jace McLaggen and his side kick Daniel Brody were also waiting.
"Hello ladies" McLaggen said and what he thought was a smooth voice. It sounded creepy to me.
"Hi" Clara replied to be polite. I didn't bother.
Clara stepped on my toes. I rolled my eyes at her. "Hey" I all but snarled.
I'm not being mean. McLaggen is a git. Boastful, conceited, talentless and loud are his four major attributes. He's always walking around the Gryffindor common room telling stories about his so called bravery and skills. That's exactly what they are, stories. I know he didn't honestly expect anyone to believe that he was flying by on his Firebolt when flight 213 crashed last summer and he managed to save twenty passengers with floating charm.
Clara made polite small talk with the guys while I studied my fingernails. Even though I just painted them yesterday one of them had already chipped. I suppose I'll have to dip them in some sort of potion next time to make sure they last as long as possible.
Soon the hallway filled up and Professor Newman showed up and let us inside.
I sat in my usual seat towards the middle of the class with Clara. To my displeasure McLaggen and Thomas sat directly behind us.
"Settle down class" Professor Newman said, "Today we're going to learn about summoning charm. As the name implies it summons objects towards your hand. Does anyone know what you can't use a summoning charm on?"
Down in the front row Maise Castle of Ravenclaw raised her hand. The professor called on her.
"You can't summon buildings and sometimes if you try to summon something that is too large you'll end up going towards that direction instead."
"Well said, ten points to Gryffindor" Professor Newcastle said. "The summoning charm is accio. Everyone repeat after me:"
"accio" we all said.
"Good. Now when you summon your object, you have to picture the object clearly, and it should come to you no matter how far away it is. It also helps if you say what you're summoning after accio"
Professor demonstrated by summoning her book from her desk. We were then split up into two's. I stood in the middle of the classroom while Clara stood on the other end. There were a set of people behind us, but I didn't pay them any attention. We were supposed to summon objects on our partner's desk.
It wasn't as easy as it sounds. I quite good at charms so I was surprised it wasn't catching fast.
After my sixth try I managed to summon the rubber ball, but instead of flying into my head it hit the person behind me.
"So sorry" I said trying to hold back my giggles. Clara had no such problem.
"Accio ball" Clara said.
I flew from the floor and into her hand.
"Ha! I did it first!" she celebrated loudly causing other people to stare. With her fist in the air she did a sort of chacha dance.
I was giggling at her silliness when I felt a sudden gust of air at my back followed by warmth. I looked over my shoulder to see that my hair was on fire.
I screamed and immediately tried to put it out. Clara came over to help, but it was ultimately Professor Newcastle who managed to put the flames out with her wand.
At least three inches of my hair had burnt off and more than that was frayed and singed. I stared at the ends in disbelieve.
"I'm sorry Lily" McLaggen said looking sheepish.
Sorry? Without even thinking about it I pointed my wand at him and said the first hex that came to mind. "You idiot!" I yelled as he tried to stop flying bogeys from leaving his nose. "How can you mix up a fire and summoning charms?!"
Before I could do something hasty, like punch McLaggen in the face, I stormed out of the class room.
I'm not vain, at least I don't think I am. However, there is nothing I love more than my hair. It's so straight, and shiny, and red. I never cut it. Ever. When I was younger dad told me a muggle fairy tale called Rapunzel. I remember wanting to be just like her. Of course I've matured now, I know that much hair is ridiculously long, but still I had no intention of actually cutting my hair.
It pissed me off that the blubbering idiot had the nerve to have a stupid look on his face as he apologized. It wasn't sincere at all.
"Hello Lily dear, is something wrong?"
I hadn't even realized I was walking to the nurses' office until I was already there. Madam Patil was standing in front of me looking worried.
"This complete idiot hit me with a fire spell in charms" I replied.
"Are you burnt?" Madam Patil immediately began to look me over.
"It was aimed at my back, I don't think it actually burned me because I can't feel it, but look."
I showed her my hair.
Madam Patil looked at me for a long moment with an eyebrow raised. After a moment she said "Lily, I can't heal your hair."
"Why not?"
"Hair can't be healed. You can cut the damaged ends"
"I'm not cutting my hair"
"There's a spell you can use to re-grow your hair"
"Lucy tried that once, it made her hair looked like a bird's nest, no thanks"
"Well then I'm afraid there is nothing I can do for you" she said suddenly looking stern.
I scowled and walked out of the infirmary.
On my way up to the Gryffindor common room I ran into Clara.
"Here you are? I've been looking for you. You left your bag in class" Clara said.
"Thanks" I told her as she handed me my bag.
She touched my hair and winced. "Ouch"
"That bad?" I asked.
She nodded. "I'll pin it up for you, we can find something to do with it later, but right now we're going to be late to Potions. We both know how much of an ass he can be if we're late."
I groaned the last thing I wanted to do was attend potions. I pouted but let Clara twist my hair into a bun. I had to tie my hair up for potions anyway. I usually wear my hat too. The last thing I want is potion fumes making my hair go poofy.
"Oh, by the way, Newcastle wants to see you after dinner to set up your detention."
Lunch was almost a quiet affair. I say almost because whenever you have more than three Weasleys or Potters in one room things are bound to get loud. Since there are still ten of us here things got pretty hectic. At first I was just sitting down eating my turkey and bacon sandwich when the last person I expected to talk to me had the gall to walk right up to me.
"Get out of my sight, McLaggen" I said without looking up.
"Look Lily I just want to apologize, it was an accident" McLaggen said.
"Accident?! You pointed your wand at my head and said a spell, I don't think that's an accident" I sneered.
"What?" I spoke a little loudly and now my cousin Hugo decided to join the conversation. "You cursed my cousin?"
"It was only a bit of hair" McLaggen said.
"Only a bit of hair?" I huffed. "You set me on fire!"
"What?!" Hugo said louder, drawing more attention to us. "I'm going to kick your arse."
I grabbed Hugo's wand arm, keeping him from doing anything stupid in the great hall. Just because I have a detention for cursing the git didn't mean Hugo needed to join me.
"Can you please just go?" Clara said to McLaggen.
"Not until Lily gives me chance to apologize" McLaggen said.
"I don't want to hear it" I said.
"Look, it's just I like you, and I was a little nervous so the spell went wrong" he said.
"You curse me because you like me? Oh, there is something seriously wrong with you" I said. "Apology not accepted now please leave my sight."
"Lily!"
"I believe she told you to get lost loser." I looked up to see both of my brothers had arrived along with my cousin Fred.
I might be able to stop Hugo from doing something stupid but the same can't be said for my brothers.
"I'll catch up with you later" McLaggen said and he stormed off.
"He's an idiot, don't let him get to you" Clara whispered.
"I can take care of myself" I told my cousins and brothers as I let go of Hugo's arm.
"Nobody curses our sister and gets away with it" Al said.
They were still standing and people were still looking at us.
"Aren't you supposed to be at the Slytherin table? The rest of you sit down. We're making a spectacle" I pleaded.
Al huffed, then patted my head and headed to his own table. The others sat down but they were all looking at me.
"I'm not hungry" I told Clara, "I think I'll just go up and finish my Transfiguration essay."
Clara grabbed my arm. "You didn't eat much this morning" she pointed out. She turned to my family, "Don't you all have better things to do?"
"You don't like me staring at you?" Hugo asked. "You're pretty I could stare at you all day and not get tired."
To my surprise Clara blushed.
Ugh, gag me. I so did not want my cousin flirting with my best friend.
"Boys are idiots" I muttered.
Of course it took me a moment to realize I thought the same thing about Dante earlier. But at least I wasn't lame enough to say it out loud.