Short Storis for the Soul

Full Moon Date, Chapter 4

2006-04-13T00:26:04Z

I'm back. Sorry I've been away for so long. I gave up LJ for lent. But I come bearing fanfics!

Title: Full Moon Date
Chapter Number: Chapter four
Characters/Ships: James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Snape
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Christi has an interesting idea and James needs alcohol.
Disclaimer: I'm not JKR, so please, don't sue.

“How hard was it for you to sneak to the kitchens and get me some firewhiskey?”

“I told you, the elves didn’t have any!”

“Suuure.”

“I’m telling you they didn’t!”

Sirius and James glared at each other from across the breakfast table while Peter stuffed down his eggs. “Where’s Moony?” he said, oblivious to all that was around

him.

As soon as these words were out of his mouth, Remus burst into the Great Hall, sopping wet and looking very disgruntled.

As the Great Hall burst into laughter Remus sat down and glowered at Sirius, who was failing in his attempt to keep from laughing by stuffing several sausages in his mouth.

“What happened to you?” James asked as the Hall calmed down a bit.

“Peeves happened to me, thank-you-very-much. I was late because I couldn’t find my sweater, so I was running to catch up when I saw some first years about to be pelted with water balloons. Being the kind person that I am, I shoved them out of the way and took the full blast of it. Then do you know what those little snots did? They laughed! At me! The kind soul that had just saved their little butts!” Remus said angrily.

“And you’re positive that the house elves don’t have any firewhiskey,” James asked Sirius, almost as if Remus hadn’t said a thing.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Remus interrupted, “you’re trying to get what?”

“Firewhiskey!” said Peter enthusiastically.

“What?!” Remus exclaimed.

“Firewhiskey!” Peter said again.

“I know that. Why are you trying to get firewhiskey?”

“You don’t understand,” James said, launching into dramatics, “I need it!”

“Oh, quit acting like it’s oxygen. Why do you need it?” Remus asked, mimicking James’ tone of voice.

“It’s the new bird. When she kisses me it’s like she’s eating my face. I need to forget, or at least make it bearable.”

“Thank you for that lovely image,” Sirius muttered into his plate.

“Hey, I’ve got an idea!” said Peter.

Everyone looked at him, surprised. Peter wasn’t normally one to volunteer ideas.

“It’s Saturday, right? The Three Broomsticks is bound to be open late. You can sneak out after dark, no problem,” he said.

While James and Sirius were marveling at this stroke of brilliance, Remus still looked skeptical.

“Just one problem,” he said, “you’re not of age.”

“No,” Sirius said, a wicked grin playing on his features, “but you are.”

“Oh no you don’t,” Remus said quickly, “you’re not dragging me into this.”

“Oh come on, Moony! Help out your mate!” James pleaded.

“You’re the Head Boy! You should be setting a good example!” Remus said, gesturing wildly.

“I’ll be your friend,” he said, using the same tactic that one might use in kindergarten.

“I thought you were already my friend.”

“Moony, I hate to do this, but you’ve made me resort to blackmail. I’ll tell everyone about the time Sirius spiked your butterbeer and you went off on a drunken rant.”

“You-you have no proof,” Remus said, his voice getting slightly higher.

“Au contraire, for little did you know, Frank lent me his camera. You were too drunk to notice me taking the pictures.”

With that James dove under the table and began to rummage through his bag. A few moments later her reappeared with a photograph of Remus standing precariously on a table, a lampshade on his head, his finger wagging violently. He was obviously giving some kind of lecture.

“I think at that point you were informing us on why Potions isn’t necessary to pursue a career,” said Sirius, grinning madly.

“Give me that!” Remus snarled, before tearing the picture out of James’s hand. He began to rip it to pieces with a look of savage satisfaction on his face.

“Oh, don’t think that’s the only copy,” James said smugly.

“Fine!” Remus spat, “I’ll buy you your alcohol, but you owe me!”

“Of course I do, dear Moony. But first I think we should hightail it out of here. Beverly’s bound to be awake by now.”

“Aha! So you are just using her to make Lily jealous!”

“Well, duh! And you’re supposed to be the smart one,” James said, rolling his eyes. “C’mon.”

“Lily, get up!”

“No, no, you can’t make me!”

“I understand that this is an emotional time for you. But you have been through about 50 emotions in a matter of two days. This is just a stage, so get up!”

Lily stuck her head out from under her blanket and glared at Christi. “It is not. I am utterly woebegone,” she said defiantly.

Christi sighed and rubbed her temples. “Listen Evans, if you don’t get out of bed right now, I’m going to hex you out.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” she said, her eyes narrowing dangerously.

“Try me.”

“Okay, fine. But I won’t be happy about it.” Lily rolled over and fell out of bed with a loud THUMP before letting out an anguished moan.

“Oh, I think you’ll be singing to a different tune after today,” Christi said vaguely.

Lily glanced at her uneasily from the floor. Christi’s ideas weren’t always the best.

As they walked down to breakfast Christi refused to release any more information. But once they were seated, she spilled her idea.

“Well, you know how James is only dating Beverly to make you jealous? Oh, don’t look at me like that; you know it’s true. Well, two can play at that game.

“Christi,” Lily said, pulling her plate towards her, “I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“What could go wrong?”

“Tons of things,” Lily said frantically.

“Oh come on! It’s the only way we’ll get James to apologize!”

“Maybe I should just apologize,” Lily said apprehensively.

“Come on! You can’t just give up like that! Trust me, when couples break up, it’s war. Now, women have been winning these said wars for centuries. Do you want to ruin what women have strived to achieve for centuries?”

“Listen Christi, I’m all for feminism, but wouldn’t it just be easier for me to apologize?”

“Lily, Lily, Lily, you simply do not understand. It’s not about what’s easy, it’s about what’s right!”

“How is this right?”

“Never mind that. Now come on, we’ve got to find you a man!” she said, grabbing a few pieces of toast and pulling Lily out of her chair.

Lily looked longingly at her uneaten eggs and followed her friend out onto the grounds.

James had managed to avoid Beverly for most of the morning, but his luck was running out.

“That was too close,” he whispered, crushed into a broom closet with Sirius, Remus, and Peter, waiting for Beverly to pass.

“Okay James, this is too much. Why can’t you just break up with her and apologize to Lily?” Remus said after they had squeezed out.

“NO!” said James and Sirius at the same time, each looking equally scandalized.

“And why not?”

“Moony, everyone knows that when a man and a woman are in a fight, it’s an ongoing war. This has been going on for years, and men have always won the fight,” Sirius said.

“Surely you don’t want me to forfeit this war?” James asked.

“Well no, I suppose. But this Beverly thing isn’t really right.”

“Of course it’s not right, but it’s easy,” said James, “Now let’s get going, before she comes back.”

“God knows how many boys in this school and we haven’t found one that’ll work!” Christi complained.

“We’ve only been through Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. We still have Hufflepuff,” Lily said placidly.

“Yeah, you’re right. But what are the chances of finding a good guy in Hufflepuff?”

The girls were outside, enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. They had their shoes off and were dangling their feet in the lake.

“Wait, have we tried Greg Walters?” Christi asked.

“Yup,” Lily said.

“Dang,” Christi said, and with a slash of her wand a name was marked off the list floating in front of her.

“You know what would make James really mad? If we tried Snape,” said Lily. She had meant this purely as a joke, but a slow grin was spreading across Christi’s face.

“What? Oh no, Christi, don’t even get that look. I am NOT going out with Snape to make James jealous,” Lily said as she saw the look her friend was giving her.

“Why not? It’d be perfect!” Christi said excitedly.

“But, Snape? He’s evil!”

“He’s not evil, he’s just morally challenged.”

“It’s not like he’d actually agree. He hates me. Called me a mudblood, remember?”

“He hates James more than he hates you. And if he still doesn’t want to, I could persuade him.”

“Oh, you won’t hex him, will you?”

“Only if I need to, now come on!”

The girls searched for Snape for about fifteen minutes, before they found him in the library.

“Hello,” he sneered when he saw him coming, “Fallows, Evans.”

“Save the small talk for later,” Christi said quickly, “Listen, we need you help.”

Snape looked taken aback. “You need my help? Why, Fallows, I’m flattered,” he said sarcastically

“Oh, ha ha. Okay, will you go out with Lily to make James jealous?”

“As much as I would love to aid you in your petty feud with Potter, I believe I’m busy,” he said coldly.

“We’ll pay you.”

“I don’t need your money.”

“How’s twenty galleons a week sound?”

Snape couldn’t hide his surprise. Twenty galleons a week was a fair bit of money.

“Christi,” Lily whispered urgently, “I don’t have that much money!”

“Don’t worry,” Christi whispered back, “I’ll pay it.”

“Hmm,” Snape said, thinking aloud, “Getting paid to infuriate Potter. I’ll do it,” he said, holding out his pale hand for Christi to shake. She shook it and hurried out of the library. Lily followed, feeling sick to her stomach.

“Oh God!”

“Don’t worry.”

“I can’t do this, I’m bailing!”

“Oh no you don’t! You made a commitment and you’re sticking to it!”

“You made it for me!”

Lily and Christi were just outside the Great Hall, waiting for the Slytherins to arrive. Lily was close to having a nervous breakdown.

“Now listen up, ‘cause here’s the plan,” Christi said with the air of a scientist about to perform and experiment, “Once Snape gets here, I’ll go ahead in. You walk in and sit down at the Slytherin table next to Snape. I’ll be reporting James’s expressions, behaviors, et cetera to you after dinner.”

“Your crazy, I can’t do this!” Lily said.

“Too late now, here come the Slytherins,” said Christi, “Bye.”

“Don’t you leave me!” Lily said quickly, but it was too late. Christi had already slipped between the large wooden double doors.

“Evans,” a voice said behind her.

Lily squealed and turned to face Snape. “Oh, hi,” she said quickly.

Snape sneered and held out his arm. “Shall we?” he said, obviously disgusted.

Lily took it uneasily and proceeded to enter the Great Hall. The Slytherins behind her were horrorstruck.

As uncomfortable as she was marching into the Great Hall on the arm of Severus Snape, it was all made up when Lily saw the look on James’s face. She glanced at Christi, who didn’t see her; she was too busy scribbling notes. Lily took one last look at James before marching boldly to the Slytherin table.

“I take it you didn’t know about this?” Remus said at the look on James’s face as Lily marched past.

“You did?” James croaked.

“Yeah, I was sort of in the library and overheard it.”

“You didn’t tell me?” James said.

“I figured it’d get around. In fact I thought you already knew,” Remus said sheepishly.

“That’s it then,” James said, pushing away from the table, “Forget waiting until after dark. I need alcohol now.”

He grabbed Remus’s and Sirius’s wrists and pulled them out of the Great Hall. Peter followed, confused.

“Did you see James leave right after I came in, that was awesome!” Lily exclaimed. “Of course it was hard to eat at a table full of Slytherins who were planning my demise.”

“Sure,” Christi pouted.

“What’s up? Your plan—as much as it pains me to say this—was a success. You should be celebrating.”

“Yes, the plan worked, but the experiment was a failure,” said Christi dejectedly.

“Why do you think that?”

“James didn’t stick around long enough for me to get enough notes. And Beverly didn’t even show up!” Christi said sulkily.

“Oh, yeah, I gave her detention,” Lily said slyly.

“Lily! After all the times I’ve asked you to abuse your position and you went on a rant about how Dumbledore trusted you enough to give you this position and how you can’t abuse it, and blah blah blah. Now you’re using it to get back at Beverly.”

“You make it sound worse than it is. She was actually breaking rules.”

“Suuure, what was she doing?”

“Using magic in the corridors, so I had an excuse.”

This sounded plausible, but Christi was still doubtful. “What’s the catch?”

“Her bag split and she was just using the summoning charm to pick her books up. Oh, and I, er, split it for her.”

“Lily!” Christi exclaimed, “That’s brilliant!”

“Thank you, thank you,” Lily said, taking a mock bow, “but seriously, have you seen James lately? I haven’t seen him since dinner.”

“Nope, but I wouldn’t worry. He’ll turn up eventually.”

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

“Technically, I blackmailed you into this.”

Remus, James, Sirius, and Peter were shivering outside of the Three Broomsticks. Despite how warm the day had been, with the sun down it was getting cold. They had left so abruptly that they left their cloaks.

“It’s not like Madame Rosmerta will actually sell it to me,” Remus reasoned.

“Then lie,” said James, “tell her that it’s for Dumbledore or something.”

“What ever you do, just do it fast. I’m freezing out here,” Sirius said, pushing Remus into the pub.

Remus slowly and nervously walked up to the bar. Madame Rosmerta had her back turned to him.

“Er,” Remus cleared his throat.

Madame Rosmerta turned around. “Oh, hi Remus. What can I get you?” she asked.

“Er, can I get a bottle of firewhiskey? Professor Dumbledore is entertaining some friends.”

“Sure,” she said, taking a bottle down from the rack behind her and handing it to Remus. “That’ll be two galleons, please. Have a good night.”

“You too,” Remus said, taking the bottle with clammy hands and paying quickly before walking out of the pub.

“There,” he said, handing the bottle to James, “I hope you’re happy. I have betrayed the trust of Madame Rosmerta.”

“Yes, I am,” James responded, “Now let us go get wasted.”

Fanfic #4

2006-01-28T21:55:39Z

Title: Lost and Found
Chapter Number: Oneshot
Charaters/Ships: James/Lily
Rating: PG
Summary: Lily gets lost in the Forbidden Forest
Disclaimer: I'm not JKR and I don't own Harry Potter, etc. Don't sue me.

“Oh, bloody hell.”

Lily Evans knew immediately that she was lost. This stretch of the Forbidden Forest wasn’t particularly far away from the school grounds, but it was difficult to get through if you didn’t know exactly where you were. Lily, as a matter of fact, didn’t.

“Great move, Evans,” she said to herself, “you went and got yourself lost.”

She peered around in a desperate attempt to get her bearings but failed.

“Oh, why did I have to go off the stupid trail?” she said, letting her head clunk against the nearest tree.

To go find the brambleberries for Professor Slughorn, said her inner voice.

Lily groaned. The voice was back. Oh, how she hated the voice. It was always so right, always telling her how she was wrong.

There was a perfectly good patch right by the path. You just wanted to see if there was more, it said.

“I know, I know, but I just wanted to be a good helper,” she told it.

You should have said no it the first place. You knew it was too late to be tramping around the forest, looking for potions ingredients. But you couldn’t say no. You’re spineless.

“Hey now! I have a duty as Head Girl to help out the professors!”

You barely know you’re way around the forest. It was inevitable that you would get lost. And you’re missing dinner.

Her stomach rumbled as if to help prove a point.

“Okay, so I’m a little hungry, so what?” Lily asked herself.

You aren’t a little hungry; you’re a lot hungry. You skipped lunch, remember?

“Fine, I’m hungry! But I’ll find my way out of here eventually.”

No you won’t.

“I am NOT lost!”

Suuure. Just like you don’t James Potter.

This had touched a nerve. “I DO NOT like James Potter!” she screamed at herself.

Don’t lie to me, I’m you.

“Fine, if it makes you happy, James is a little less annoying than he used to be, but only a little!”

This seemed to appease the voice, because it didn’t reply, leaving Lily to think about her situation undisturbed. She sat down on a boulder and thought.

The sun was going down and it was getting steadily cooler. Lily shivered and bit and began to think harder.

“Well, I surely can’t sit here all night. For one, I’ll freeze. And for two I’ll be in an unfamiliar forest with thestrals and centaurs and God knows what else,” she said to her self.

After that one complete thought, Lily gave up. She couldn’t think anymore. It was too damn cold and she was too damn hungry. She sat shivering and watching as the sky turned from pink to blue to black.

There was a rustling behind her and she turned to face a stag, some ten feet away. While she would usually be fascinated with this animal, today she felt irritable with it.

“Shoo! Go away! Get!” she shouted at it. The stag just cocked its head.

Lily got up from her boulder and ran towards it, hoping to scare it away. Instead it just stared at her as if she was acting incredibly stupid.

“Fine,” Lily said, sitting back on her boulder, “you won’t leave, I’ll just ignore you.” With that she stared determinedly forward.

The stag pawed the ground restlessly behind her, until Lily turned around.

“Oh, fine!” she said, “Do you really want to know why I’m here?”

The stage inclined its head, as if wanting to know more.

“I’m lost!” Lily said, “And I have no clue how to get back. I’m freezing my butt off and I’m starving. There, happy?”

The stag bounded back into the forest.

“That was real nice!” she screamed at it, “Yeah, just go on back to your stupid stage friends and tell them about how stupid Lily Evans got lost in the woods. Just ignore the poor shivering girl over here!”

You know it can’t hear you.

“Shut up,” she told the voice before sitting down on her boulder again. “Stupid stag, I shoulda skinned it and made a coat,” she muttered. “I oughta go back and find it and sk—.” Lily stopped in the middle of her sentence. She could have sworn she heard someone calling her name.

“LILY! LILY! IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, SAY SOMETHING!” somebody called.

“HELLO? HELLO! I’M OVER HERE!” she yelled back, frantic for rescue.

James Potter stepped into the clearing, the cold moonlight illuminating his worried face.

“James!” she cried, jumping over the boulder and running into his arms, completely unaware of what she was doing.

“Er, Lily? I can’t breathe,” he said after a few minutes in the bone-crushing embrace.

“Oh! Sorry,” Lily muttered and pulled back. Her cheeks turned bright red as an awkward silence overtook them.

“Should we go then?” James said after a few minutes.

“Yes! I’m sick of this forest, I’m cold, and I’m hungry!” Lily said eagerly.

“Well if you’re cold then use my cloak,” he said, taking the cloak off of his shoulders and placing it on Lily’s.

Lily had a fleeting memory of a muggle movie in which a boy had done something similar to his girlfriend, but Lily brushed it away.

Oh come on! You know you like him, the voice said, but Lily ignored it.

James walked her out of the forest, through the castle, and to the common room.

“Good night,” he said.

“Night,” she said, and before she could stop herself, she kissed him on the cheek.

Blushing furiously, she ran up the stairs to her dormitory, yanked open the door, and flopped on her bed.

I told you so, the voice said triumphantly.

This time Lily didn’t ignore it or deny it. She simply smiled and went to sleep.

Full Moon Date, Chapter 3

2006-01-28T21:46:21Z

Title: Full Moon Date
Chapter Number: 3
Characters/Ships: James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Peter
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Christi has an "adventure"
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, etc. Don't sue me.

Christi wandered through the corridors. She had been in Remedial Potions since 8 o’clock. It was now ten.

The day had been one confusing blur to her, so she seized the chance to get away from everyone. Professor Slughorn had been quite surprised when she had whole-heartedly agreed to take Remedial Potions.

Now she was killing time before she knew she would have t get back to the common room. She had managed to avoid the new caretaker and his evil kitten, but she knew her luck would run out eventually.

“I wish I know to get to the kitchens,” she whispered aloud, “I would kill for a brownie.”

“A brownie, eh? I’m more of an ice cream guy, myself,” Sirius said, appearing from thin air.

“Holy shiitake mushrooms,” Christi yelped.

“Nice save,” Sirius mocked.

“What are you doing!?”

“I could ask you the same thing, but, since I’m a gentleman, I shall answer you question. I, as ashamed of it as I am, harbor a secret love for giving young ladies heart attacks.”

Christi glared at him over the top of the reading glasses that she was still wearing.

“Nice glasses,” Sirius said, “and you never told me why you’re wandering the halls aimlessly.”

“Even though it’s none of your business, I have Remedial Potions. And, I’m sort of avoiding the common room until it’s necessary to go back.” Christi said sheepishly.

“Ah, yes, the noble art of avoidance.

Christi glared at him some more. “How did you manage to sneak up on me, anyway? You just appeared out of nowhere.”

Sirius shifted his weight uncomfortably. He bit his lip and said, “You really don’t know? Um…then I don’t think I should tell you.”

“Am I supposed to know? Does Lily know?” Christi demanded.

Sirius could tell this was going in the wrong direction, so he tried a new tactic. Outright lying. “Um, no, Lily doesn’t know.”

Christi breathed a sigh of relief, “Good, ‘cause Lily tells me everything. But anyway…Hey! What’s that you’ve got there?” She realized for the first time that Sirius’s hands were behind his back, hiding something.

“Uh, it’s nothing,” he said nervously, trying to inch away.

But Christi was too quick. “An invisibility cloak! You have an invisibility cloak!”

“Well, technically it’s James’s, but he lent it to me for tonight.”

Christi was about to ask to ask where James had gotten an invisibility cloak when the new caretaker’s scruffy kitten, Miss Norris, darted in front of them.

Miss Norris stopped, glared at them through yellow eyes, and ran off to report to her boss.

“C’mon,” Sirius whispered urgently, “we need to get out of here. There’s something weird about that cat.” He grabbed Christi’s arm and ran.

Christi stumbled at first, but soon regained her balance. She and Sirius raced through the corridors, not slowing once. As she was about to round the corner, Sirius grabbed her again and jerked her toward the wall.

Christi flung up her arms and prepared for the impact. But instead of cold, hard stone, she felt the familiar sensation of walking through a sheet of water.

“Is it your goal in life to scare me to death?!” she screamed at him.

He clapped a hand over her mouth to silence her. “Shh! Just because we aren’t in the main corridors anymore doesn’t mean people can’t hear you!” he whispered.

Christi pulled his hand off of her mouth and asked, “Where are we?”

They were in a narrow passageway with a low ceiling. There was a torch in a bracket on the wall. The floor sloped gently upward.

“Shh! We’re in the hidden hallway where Peeves takes up residence. It’s the most direct route to the common room. If we’re lucky, Peeves will be somewhere else,” said Sirius, taking the torch from the bracket. “Follow me.”

As they made their way through the corridor, Christi saw that it was littered with all kinds of things: Dungbombs, Stinkpellets, shards of glass, inkwells, water balloons, even a few trophies.

“We’re lucky,” Sirius said after a while, “Peeves is gone and we are almost there.”

He was about to start walking again when they heard cackling coming from the room above them. Peeves swooped down, but stopped short when he saw the students.

“Well, well, well,” he said, still hovering a foot above the floor, “it’s looks like we have a few students out of bed. I should probably alert the authorities.”

“Come on, we are going to the common room and we’re almost there,” Sirius said pleadingly.

Peeves smiled menacingly. “Are you sure you two lovebirds aren’t snogging in my humble abode?”

Christi looked mortified. “Of course not!” she shrieked.

“Well then, I suppose I let you pass. On one condition though, you have to sing me a little song. You know the one,” he said, nodding to Sirius.

Sirius took a deep breath and began to sing. “Oh, Peeves is the best! He’s better than the rest! Peeves is darin’! He’s not afraid of the Bloody Baron! Peeves is humble! You can hear him ‘cause he doesn’t mumble! Peeves is slick! He’s cooler than Nearly Headless Nick!”

Peeves applauded him, “Wonderful! Could have stood to be a bit louder, but I suppose that’s the best you can do at 11 o’clock at night.”

He smiled mockingly and floated out of the way.

Christi glared at him and as she walked through the wall again. She reappeared about fifty meters from the Gryffindor common room. Sirius was a few feet behind her, muttering about Peeves’ song.

“What’s that supposed to mean, not afraid of then Bloody Baron? Everyone knows that’s the only person—dead or alive—that can control him! I should alert the Baron, I should!”

Christi rolled her eyes and muttered the password to the common room.

Once inside she went straight to her dormitory. Sirius was still muttering to himself and didn’t notice. She practically sprinted up the stairs and flopped into her bed, her clothes still on. She could have sworn she heard a faint sobbing, but was to tired to pay it attention.

Full Moon Date, Chapter 2

2005-11-19T20:42:38Z

Well I finally have a name for the untitled fanfic. And I'd like to thank meandthemusic for the name Full Moon Date.

Title: Full Moon Date
Chapter Number: 2
Characters/Ships: James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Peter
Rating: PG-13
Summary: James tries to make Lily jealous with a new girlfriend.
Disclaimer: Not JKR.

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“Lily, wake up!”

“Ung?”

“Lily, you’re going to be late!”

“Where am I?” Lily sat up and began rubbing her stiff neck. She was still in the common room, on the loveseat.

Christi was leaning over her. “Lily, I have no clue why you didn’t come up to bed last night. I’m not sure I want to know. But you really need to hurry if you’re planning on eating breakfast.”

Everything about last night came rushing back to her, giving her an instant headache. She stood awkwardly and began to gather her things rather slowly.

“Come on, Lily! You have about five seconds before I leave you,” Christi said impatiently.

Lily picked up her bag and smoothed her skirt and hair, before bursting into tears.

“Aw, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings,” said Christi.

“No, it’s not you,” Lily said as she wiped her nose on her sleeve. “C’mon, I’ll explain on the way to breakfast.”

As they walked down the many corridors and flights of stairs that made up Hogwarts, Lily told Christi all that had happened that night.

“Well,” Christi started, but then stopped short as they entered the Great Hall. “Wow, that was quick,” she murmured, looking over towards the Gryffindor table.

“What?” Lily asked, looking around wildly.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Christi said hastily, turning Lily around.

But it was too late. There, at the end of the Gryffindor table, surrounded by his friends, was James. But James wasn’t alone. No, giggling like a madwoman beside him sat Beverly Scott.

“Oh,” Lily said softly, her eyes growing wider as she tried to hold back the tears.

Christi led her to the other end of the table, trying to think of something to say that wouldn’t upset her. But suddenly Lily stopped and headed back toward where James was sitting.

“Lily! What are you doing?” Christi whispered fiercely.

Lily said nothing, but sat down at the table, a few seats away from where James was telling a joke. It had to have been a joke the way Beverly was laughing.

“Really Lily, what’s the big idea?” Christi asked.

Lily took her time answering, slowly buttering a piece of toast and taking a painstakingly slow bite of it before answering. “I’ve lived life without James before. I did it for 16 and a half years. If he wants to run off with that twit, Beverly, well, good for him. This just proved that he was cheating on me, which means I was right. I can deal with being right,” she said finally.

Christi was exasperated. “He wasn’t cheating on you. He’s probably just trying to make you jealous.”

Lily checked her watched as if Christi had said nothing. “Merlin’s beard! Is that the time? We’re going to be late for charms.” She scooped up her bag and flounced away from the table. Christi bit her lip and followed Lily.

“Today,” Professor Flitwick squeaked, “we will be reviewing for N.E.W.T’s. I will partner you up and you will practice the levitation charm. All of you should have learned in your first year, but I am astonished about how many have forgotten. Now please remember that the incantation is Wingardium Leviosa, and that the wand movement is a swish and flick. I do not want to send anyone to the hospital wing because of a simple levitation charm.

“Now I will pair you up. Sirius Black and Hilary McCauley.” A girl sitting in the front row giggled as Sirius shot her a smile. “Amos Diggory and Rachel Tenbrooke, Peter Pettigrew and Beverly Scott,” Beverly Scott groaned. “Alice Smith and Frank Longbottom, Remus Lupin and Christi Fallows…” Professor Flitwick continued calling out names. Lily was only half listening until her name was called. Finally Flitwick called out the final pair, “James Potter and Lily Evans.”

Beverly Scott pranced up to the front of the room. “Um, Professor?” She began in a false, sweet voice.

“No changing partners,” he said automatically.

When Lily walked over to where James was sitting, she found him none-too-discreetly blowing kisses to Beverly.

Lily took a few shaky breaths and began taking out her things.

“Hey Christi,” Remus said before diving into his bag.

“Don’t you ‘Hey Christi’ me.” Christi snapped at him before sitting down.

Remus surfaced with his wand and a puzzled expression. “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Why the anger issues?”

Christi let her head fall to the desk. “It’s nothing,” she said, “it’s just that, well, James it acting rather stupid, which is making Lily act rather stupid. James is your friend, why did he and Lily break up? And what’s up with this whole Beverly thing?”

Remus took on a rather odd, closed expression. “Well,” he said calmly, “I believed that they broke up over a date, which is trivial in the long run. James just came down to breakfast this morning with Beverly on his arm. I suppose he’s trying to make Lily jealous.”

“SEE! THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT!” Christi exclaimed loudly before clapping a hand over her mouth. “That’s what I thought,” She whispered.

“Well, now that we’ve cleared that up, why don’t we get to work,” Remus said as Professor Flitwick neared their desk.

The other pair were making quite a bit of progress, but as Lily and James were just sitting there, glaring at each other (although James would give Beverly a little wave every now and then) they were getting nowhere.

When Flitwick came over to check on their progress, he was not amused.

“Let’s get to work now, Potter, Evans! We can’t afford to waste time!” he squeaked, trying to sound stubborn.

“Professor, I would love to get to work, but Potter here seems too enchanted by Miss Scott to get out his wand,” Lily stated matter-of-factly.

A small blush began to creep up James’ cheeks as he realized that he had yet to get out his wand. He dived into his bag with a small “oomph”.

Professor Flitwick nodded curtly and moved to the next couple.

Sirius was diligently working, that is, compared to Peter. While Sirius had miraculously perfected the art of multi-tasking (he was managing to flirt and work at the same time) Peter was just staring off into space.

When Hilary went to get more feathers, Peter seized the chance to talk to Sirius privately.

“Padfoot,” he whispered urgently, “I’m hungry.”

Sirius looked at him disbelievingly. “How can you be hungry? You just ate breakfast!”

“I know,” Peter started, but then stopped as Flitwick neared his desk. “I know,” he began again, “but I get hungry when I’m nervous.”

“Why are you nervous?”

“This Beverly, the way she’s looking at Prongs. It’s starting to scare me.”

“It’s okay, Wormtail, she scares us all.”

Chapter #1 all over again.

2005-11-06T20:34:52Z

Okay, you know how I posted the first chapter of my untitled fanfic? Well, turns out that was only 1/3 of the actual chapter, so here's the full chapter. Also, I still don't have a name for it, but I really need one, so if anyone has any suggestions (like anyone actually comes here) I'd greatly appricate it.

Title: still untitled
Chapter Number: Chapter 1 again
Characters/Ships: james, lily, james/lily, sirius, peter, remus,
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lily is worried when her new boyfriend (James) keeps turning down her offers to go out
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter characters and all that crap, it would be some lost word file on my computer. Enough said

BTW: I'm very disapointed on how the boy's conversation came out, so please help me with that.

Lily Evans was worried. It wasn’t unusual for her to be worried, what with school, Head Girl duties, and endless pranks from the Marauders. But this worry wasn’t one of his usual worries. She was worried about her new boyfriend, James Potter. Thinking that it would be romantic, she had asked him out on the full moon. She had found a little shop in Hogsmeade with outdoor tables and wanted them to go on a date there; but when she asked him, he had turned red and mumbled something about having to “do something else” that night, so he couldn’t go.

“I just don’t get it,” she complained to her friend in her dormitory the next evening, “this is the second time this has happened. Do you think he’s cheating on me?”

Her friend, Christi, snorted and said, “Lily, he spent six years chasing after you. Do you think that he’s just going to go and cheat on you as soon as you start going out with him?”

Lily knew that Christi was making sense, but she wasn’t thinking rationally at the time.

“Listen Lily, I have had many boyfriends, and none of them has loved me, or even liked me, as much as James loves you.”

Lily studied Christi for a moment. With shoulder-length, curly blonde hair and clear blue eyes, she was easily one of the most popular girls in the school. She had, had so many boyfriends in her seven years at Hogwarts, she couldn’t even count them.

Lily, on the other hand, had long red hair and deep green eyes. She wasn’t very interested in dating, but even if she had been, James would have scared off anyone who came near her.

“I just don’t know, I mean what if I was just a challenge for him? What if he’s just a very good actor?” Lily asked.

“Lily! Breathe!” Christi put an arm around her best friend’s shoulders, “Maybe he’s old fashioned, maybe he wants to ask you out. Don’t worry, whatever it is, I’m sure it’s nothing.”

Across the school, in the Great Hall, four boys were having a similar discussion.

“I just don’t get it!” James Potter said over the noise of Great Hall, “Why is she always asking me out on a full moon?!”

“Maybe she thinks it’s romantic? Girls are funny like that.” Answered his friend, Sirius Black.

Remus Lupin put down the knife he was using to saw through his rare steak. “I don’t want you to blame me, but I realize that this is all my fault. If it wasn’t for my, how do you put it, James? Oh yes, my ‘furry little problem’ then you could go on this date with Lily. I’m sorry.”

Sirius said, “It’s not your fault, mate. It’s mine. If I was only big enough to control you alone, Prongs would be able to go on that date.”

Peter Pettigrew sat there stupidly, unable to figure out how to join in the conversation. (A/N: In case you can’t notice, I hate Peter. He’s a traitor who only used his friends for protection.)

“No, it’s isn’t anyone’s fault. I’m sorry I drug you guys into this.” James said, as he ran a hand through his unruly hair. He got up and left the table, leaving his friends behind him.

“Maybe I’m going crazy,” Lily sat by herself in front of the common room fire, “I am talking to myself.”

It was late, almost midnight. Everyone had already gone up to their dormitories. Lily was the only one left in the common room. Christi had stayed in the common room with her until she fell asleep over Quidditch Through the Ages.

“Go on up to bed,” Lily had said as she stirred her, “Madame Pince will have a fit if you drool on her book.” Christi had nodded sleepily and gathered her things.

A noise coming from the corridor shook Lily from her reverie. It sounded like someone was arguing with the Fat Lady. But who would be up this time of night?

Lily rose from her warm seat and pressed her ear against the covered hole that was the entrance to the common room.

“Listen, I know it’s late, but we both want to get some sleep, so how about you just let me in?” someone was saying.

“No, I’m strictly forbidden to let anyone in who doesn’t know the password. You shouldn’t even be out this late at night. I should report you to the authorities,” the Fat Lady replied.

The person sighed in exasperation, “I’m the Head Boy! Who are you going to report me to? And how am I supposed to know the new password if no one bothers to tell it to me?!” the person said.

Lily jerked her head away from the entrance. What was James doing up so late?

“Well I don’t care if you’re the ki-omf!” Lily jerked open the entrance halfway through the Fat Lady’s sentence.

“James,” she said, “what are you doing up so late?”

“Um, quidditch practice,” James said quickly.

Lily gave him a look. “Oh really? Well all the other members of the team came in hours ago.”

James ran his hand through his hair nervously. “Well, I went for a walk to the kitchens afterward.”

“I hate to interrupt,” the Fat Lady said grumpily, “but if you two are planning to stay up all night, please be so kind as to take it inside the common room, so I can get some rest.”

“She’s right,” said James, “if you would be so kind?” he added, gesturing toward the portrait.

Lily sighed and said, “Dispute.”

“Finally,” said the Fat Lady as she swung to reveal the entrance.

“Well, I’m beat. G’night.” James said once they were both in the common room. He pecked Lily on the cheek and turned toward his dormitory.

“Wait!” Lily cried out. She figured this was as good as time as any to discuss what was going on. In fact it was a better time than any, because no one was around to eavesdrop.

James turned around, “What?”

“We need to talk.”

“Does it have to be right now,” James stifled a yawn, “I’m bloody exhausted.”

“Yes, it has to be now.” Lily led James over to the loveseat in the corner. “I want to know why you keep declining my offers to go out.”

James sighed and rubbed his eyes. “I’m sorry, Lily. I’ve just been so busy lately.”

Lily thought this was an acceptable reason. He did look rather tired, with bags under his hazel eyes. “But why couldn’t you go out with me. I’ve been just as busy, but I’ve found time for a date.”

“I’ve just had some stuff to do.”

“What kind of stuff?”

Lily’s constant gaze was making James nervous. “I really can’t tell you, Lily. It’s, well, it’s a secret that I have to keep.”

“James, you know you can tell me anything. I won’t care.” Lily was getting frustrated.

“Lily, I’m allowed to keep secrets from you. Don’t you have secrets that you’re keeping from me?’

The tables had turned. “Um, well, yeah. But still why won’t you give me a direct answer?”

“Why should I give you a direct answer if you’re being a hypocrite?!” James was standing now, walking to his dormitory.

“Just where do you think you’re going?!” Lily yelled.

“To bed!” James yelled back. “I don’t want to listen to this!”

“Fine! You don’t have to.”

“Fine!”

“FINE!”

James stormed up the stairs and slammed the door. Lily collapsed on the loveseat and cried.

Drabble!

2005-11-05T02:59:59Z

Hiya! I just came up with an okay drabble (or a sort of drabble) for this rare shipping community. I thought it was sort of okay, so I'll post it here.

Title: Not a Child
Chapter Number: Drabble
Characters/Ships: Sirius/Ginny
Rating: PG to PG-13
Summary: Sirius doubts whether Ginny's love for him is true
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, but I can proudly say I OWN THE PLOT! Yay.

*Note* This drabble doesn't go along the lines of the books, so don't get your panties in a bunch.

“She’s just a child,” Sirius muttered to himself. But that wasn’t exactly true. But she was still many years younger than him.

“I can’t believe this,” he said. His arms longed to hold her. His lips ached to kiss her. She had never objected before, but Sirius felt it was all wrong. He thought he loved her. No, he knew he loved her, but how could he be sure the feeling was mutual? Sure, she had told him, but those were in moments of passion. She was young, how could she know if it was true? How could he himself be sure it was true?

“Sirius?” It was her, Ginny. She was standing in the doorway, the light from the hallway framing her, making her glow. The concern on her face only made her more beautiful. She walked over to the bed where Sirius sat. “Are you okay?”

Sirius glanced up at her and let his head drop, sighing deeply. Ginny leaned over and embraced him. He rested his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in her beautiful scent. Wordlessly, she comforted him.

She isn’t a child, he thought, she’s a woman. She’s a woman who loves me.

Moonbeam

2005-11-05T00:10:58Z

Ok, so I'm sorry I haven't really been posting lately. I have waaay too much stuff to do. Currently I'm writing a book, but I just came up with this last night. A little background information: If anyone has read any of the books by Sonya Sones (I own all three and highly recomend them) you know that they are all written in poems. I got an idea for a book written like that, so I wrote one of the poems.

Title: Moonbeam
Rating: G
Summary: I can't really summarize it.

When I was younger

I used to sneak out the back door

Or sometimes the window

At night

And dance in the moonlight

In my backyard

Under the cover of darkness

And I would feel as light as a feather

As light as a moonbeam

Short Story #1

2005-10-31T23:12:35Z

Happy Halloween everyone! So I've got my first, very clichéd, short story. It's rather Halloweeny.

Title: The Light
Rating: PG
Summary: House on hill with light in attic. Four boys investigate.

The Light

There’s a house that sits on the tallest hill in town. The house is huge! Three stories and an attic. Nobody has lived in this house for hundreds of years, but for some reason, there is always a light on in the attic. The light never wavers, even in the most violent storm. It isn’t a normal light either. It casts an eerie yellow glow out of the window, but you can’t see it on the yard.

One night, the night before Halloween in fact, four boys decided that tomorrow they would investigate the light. They weren’t scared, or so they said.

The next night, a few hours before midnight, the boys snuck out and rode their bikes to the creepy house. Staring up at the weed-choked yard they shivered in the wind.

The bravest boy slowly stepped off his bike and made his way up the hill as the others followed.

Standing on the moldy porch he tentatively pushed open the heavy wooden door. A rush of stale air greeted him.

The boys stepped inside, their footsteps muffled by the inches of dust on the floor.

One boy sneezed. Everyone stopped in their tracks. When nothing happened they laughed nervously and moved on.

The stairs creaked as they climbed them, hunched together in fear.

Their leader was about to push open the hall door, when his friend cried out, “Wait!”

The boy stopped, his hand halfway to the knob. His friend came forward and crouched down. The others followed suit. The boy threw open the door and covered his head. Thousands of bats flew out, their wings creating drafts.

Once no more bats could be heard, the boys continued down the hall.

They had no more trouble as the moved through the second and third floor.

“Well,” said one boy as they stood at the foot of the stairway to the attic, “we made it.”

He made his way up the stairs, the light shinning casting an eerie glow on his determined face.

As the last boy came through the attic door, his watch beeped, indicating it was midnight.

The light flickered off, and when it came back on, the boys were gone, never to be seen again.

Fanfic #3

2005-10-21T22:01:43Z

Title: (currently untitled)
Chapter Number: Chapter one
Characters/Ships: Lily/James, Sirius, Remus, Peter
Rating: PG-13 (for mild language later on)
Summary: Lily is worried when her new boyfriend (James) keeps turning down her offers to go out
Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own these characters, so please don't shoot me

“I just don’t get it,” she complained to her friend in her dormitory the next evening, “this is the second time this has happened. Do you think he’s cheating on me?”

Her friend, Christi, snorted and said, “Lily, he spent six years chasing after you. Do you think that he’s just going to go and cheat on you as soon as you start going out with him?”

Lily knew that Christi was making sense, but she wasn’t thinking rationally at the time.

“Listen Lily, I have had many boyfriends, and none of them has loved me, or even liked me, as much as James loves you.”

Lily, on the other hand, had long red hair and deep green eyes. She wasn’t very interested in dating, but even if she had been, James would have scared off anyone who came near her.

“I just don’t know, I mean what if I was just a challenge for him? What if he’s just a very good actor?” Lily asked.

Fanfic #2

2005-10-19T21:44:59Z

Title: Out of the Ashes
Chapter Number: one shot
Characters/ships: Hagrid and Sirius (not a ship)
Rating: PG
Summary: Hagrid goes to take Harry from his ruined house to his aunt and uncle's. He meets Sirius there.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, all I own is the dialogue.

Out of the Ashes

Rubeus Hagrid isn’t someone who you would expect to see crying. Standing twice and tall as any normal man, and nearly three times as wide, he could be quite intimidating. But seeing Lily and James’s house like that, a pile of smoldering rubble and ash, well, he couldn’t take it. He heard the roar of a motor behind him and turned. Through his tears he saw the familiar motorbike

“Where is he, Hagrid,” the rider asked as he stepped off the bike.

Hagrid showed the man the bundle he was holding. “I jus’ picked ‘im up, out of th’ ashes. ‘E was jus’ lying there, not cryin’ or anythin’.”

“Let me have him, Hagrid. I’m his godfather.”

“I’m sorry, Sirius. I’m on Dumbledore’s orders.”

Sirius frowned at Hagrid. “James would have wanted me to take care of him.”

“I jus’ can’.”

“Can you at least tell me where Dumbledore is going to leave him?”

“’E’s goin’ t’ leave ‘im with ‘is aunt an’ uncle.”

“Those muggles! Harry won’t survive with them!”

Hagrid’s face hardened. “I’m sure Dumbledore knows wha’ ‘e’s doin’.”

Sirius slumped visibly. “Harry’s kind of like a phoenix, you know?”

“Wha’?”

“He’s like a phoenix, rising out of the ashes of his old life, what would have been a normal boy’s life. Now he’s the most famous boy in the wizarding world.”

“Oh,” Hagrid said, a look of comprehension dawning on his face, “Yeah, I guess you’re righ’”

There was a long silence; the men stared at what had once been a loving home. “Well,” Hagrid said, shifting the bundle in his arms, “I better be goin’, gotta get t’ Dumbledore.”

“Yeah,” Sirius said, still staring at the ruins, “Take my bike, I won’t be needing it.”

This would normally concern Hagrid, but he was too busy wiping away a fresh wave of tears to take notice. As he swung his leg over the bike he said, “You take care of yourself.”

Sirius nodded and Hagrid rode off into the rising sun.

This would normally concern Hagrid, but he was too busy wiping away a fresh wave of tears to take notice. As he swung his leg over the bike he said, “You take care of yourself.”

Sirius nodded and Hagrid rode off into the rising sun.

Fanfic #1

2005-10-18T22:25:33Z

Title: Beginnings of Love (I suck at titles)
Chapter Number: one shot
Character/ships: Lily/James
Rating: uh...PG
Summary: One of my Lily/James theroies. Cute and fluffy.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. All I own is the plot (to some extent) and the dialogue.

Beginnings of Love

Lily sat with a book in her lap, enjoying the cool spring evening. She wasn’t reading, just looking out at the horizon and watching the sunset. She breathed deeply, filling her lungs with as much of the fresh air as they could hold, and then slowly letting it out. She sensed a presence behind her, but did not turn around. She knew who it was and did not want him ruining her pleasant evening.

James stood behind Lily for as long as he could, waiting for her to say something. He was tired of being the bold one; he wanted her to start the conversation for once. Finally, he couldn’t wait any longer. “Erm, Hello Lily.”

“Good evening, Potter,” Lily replied coolly.

James winced at the formality of her words. “Uh, I was wondering if you might go out with me?” James had said these words many times, in many different forms, but he had never gotten the answer he desired.

It was Lily’s turn to wince. She had been expecting this, and she knew what she was going to say, but deep down inside of her it was getting harder and harder to say it.

“I’m sorry, but no,” she tried to say with a dignified manner.

“Oh, well, okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess,” James said, visibly hurt. He turned and walked back up to the castle.

Once behind the heavy wooden doors, James let out a shaky breath. He got what he was expecting, so why did it affect him so much? He pondered this as he walked through the several corridors and stairways to his common room. He came to the portrait of The Fat Lady and stopped. Did he really want to face his friends?

“Well, how did it go?” Sirius asked the moment James stepped through the portrait hole.

“Isn’t it obvious? Just look at his face.” Remus said from behind a book.

“So, she said no?” Sirius asked.

“Yes,” James mumbled.

“Aha! So you were wrong!” Sirius said to Remus.

“About what?” Remus asked.

“About the ‘If you’re nice to her, then she’ll go out with you’ theory.”

“I never said that. I said: If you are nice to here, instead of pulling pranks on her all the time, you will have a better chance of her saying yes.”

“Same thing.”

“I think I’ll go for a walk,” James interrupted.

He walked up the stairs to the dormitory he shared with his friends. Stepping over a pile of Sirius’s robes, he came to his trunk and opened the lid. Sifting through robes, old parchment, and broken quills, he finally came across what he was looking for. He pulled out a silvery-blue substance that slithered through his hands. His invisibility cloak.

He slipped it on and walked back down to the common room. No one looked at him. He walked over to where Sirius was sitting, and tapped him on the shoulder. Sirius looked around wildly before realizing who was there.

“Oh,” he whispered, “Sorry.” He got up and opened the portrait hole for James. James walked out first, and Sirius followed.

“Thanks,” James whispered quickly before rushing back down to the entrance to the school grounds. He opened the wooden doors and was greeted with a rush of the cool air. Looking around him to make sure there weren’t any teachers around, James slowly made his way down the steps and to the edge of the forest.

He was planning to transform a little inside the tree line and run through the forest for an hour or two when he heard someone crying.

He spun around, and found a girl with fiery red hair sitting on a stump, sobbing into her knees.

“Lily?” James asked quietly.

“Wh-what? Who’s there? Who said my name?” Lily said, lifting her head up.

James whipped his cloak off and said, “It’s me. Are you okay?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” Lily said as she wiped her eyes.

“Are you sure?” James took a step toward her.

“I’m just tired of playing this game.”

“What game?”

“This one!”

“Lily, I have no clue what you are talking about.”

“Okay, let me put it like this, why do you keep asking me out, even after I say no?”

James ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t know. You’re smart, nice, funny, pretty, and…I think I’m falling for you.”

“See, that’s it! You think you’re falling in love with me, but you’re not! You just want me because I’m a challenge; I’m something you can’t get. If I were to let you have me, you wouldn’t want me anymore. I can’t keep saying no, although I need to. It’s getting harder and harder to refuse you, because…I think I’m falling in love with you.”

James was stunned. This wasn’t the Lily he knew. The Lily he knew hated him. Or so he had thought.

He walked over to the stump Lily was sitting on and held out his hand. She hesitated for a moment, then took it. James pulled her next to him. Her green eyes glowed as a cat’s would, and her tear-streaked face glistened in the moonlight. He stroked her hair and then brushed his lips against hers.

Lily froze for a moment, and then returned the kiss. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed against his warm chest.

“If that isn’t love,” James said after finally breaking the kiss, “then I don’t know what is.”

Lily looked up at him, her eyes sparkling from a mixture of tears and happiness, before collapsing on his chest, crying tears of relief.

James rubbed her back, and then asked, “So will you go out with me now?”

Lily looked up at him disbelievingly, shook her head, smiled, and said, “Yes, James, I will go on a date with you.”

James beamed and took Lily’s hand, and together, they walked back up to the castle.

Hello and Welcome!

2005-10-18T20:37:02Z

Yay! Welcome to my new account! I'll have some fanfics up here in a few.