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Cruel Summer
The Gryffindor
portrait door swung open, and James stepped inside quickly. The room was full
of students bustling about, making noise and generally waiting until the Ball
started. He looked around, trying to locate his three best friends over the
din. Everyone was dressed formally, James noticed, as he pushed through the
bodies and made his way over to a small crowd of people.
He frowned
slightly when Sirius, with his arm around a girl, came into his line of sight.
Huh…I
thought we were all going together…maybe not…
‘Prongs!’ Sirius greeted loudly, holding what looked to be a bottle
of Firewhiskey.
Everyone
turned to look at him, and James acknowledged their welcome then turned quickly
to Sirius, ‘Padfoot…I need to speak to you…’
‘Can’t at the
minute mate,’ he replied, pulling the girl tighter to him and grinning, ‘kinda busy…’
The Head Boy
glared at his so-called best friend and looked at the girl he was standing
with. She was blonde – typical Sirius – assez
pretty and her magically manicured fingers dug into Sirius’ arm as though he
was a figment of her imagination that she didn’t want to give up just yet.
Looking at Remus and Peter, he noticed they too were
with girls and he cursed them silently under his breath.
Gits! They could have at least told me! Now I’m gonna look like a right idiot!
Sirius had
apparently dislodged the girl from his arm for a second to clap him on the
back. James looked at him as he gestured to the Common Room door. Professor
McGonagall was standing there, dressed in formal dress robes. James wasn’t
surprised that the Transfiguration teacher had overlooked Lily’s request to
wear Muggle clothing that evening. And he was glad
that he didn’t have to witness the stringent teacher actually wearing them.
‘Now Gryffindor’s, it is almost time for the Halloween Ball to
begin. I will ask you all to follow me now to the Entrance Hall and wait patiently
until the Ball is opened by the Head Boy and Girl.’
James groaned
inwardly, he’d forgotten about that.
‘Where is Mr
Potter?’
All eyes
turned to him as the Professor spoke his name. He stepped forwards towards her.
‘Ah, there you
are. Miss Evans is in the Entrance Hall already, if you would…’
James followed
her gesture towards the door, and reluctantly moved towards it. He wanted to
speak to Sirius urgently, but trying to explain this to McGonagall and a room
full of people seemed slightly out of the question. The Head Boy sighed as he
made his way out to the corridor, and walked in the direction towards the
Entrance Hall.
***************************
Lily couldn’t
stop thinking about him. About the kiss. What was she
thinking? She was dating Matthew…the boy that was holding her hand possessively
at that moment now.
She had walked
down the wide stairs, gripping the thick wooden banister, and dressed in the
clothes that James had bought her. Looking forward, she saw Matthew standing
with his friends by the side of the Hall, talking and laughing.
One of his Quidditch team mates, she vaguely recalled as being William
Everly, caught sight of her and nudged the Chaser.
Matthew looked around and his mouth fell open slightly, taking in the sight of
her.
Embarrassment
quickly crept up Lily’s skin as she noticed a lot of people with there eyes on
her. Some of the girls looked bitter, grasping their boyfriends tightly as she
made her way down towards hers.
Matthew didn’t
know what to say when she stopped in front of him. His wide eyes gazed over The
Dress, unbelieving that this was actually her.
‘Erm…wow,’ he mumbled dumbly, ‘you look…really pretty.’
Lily smiled
and said a ‘thank you’, but the compliment somehow didn’t sound as nice as when
James had said it. She didn’t know what was wrong with her. Why was this
happening, now of all times?
This is so
twisted…I’m standing here with my boyfriend; dressed in the clothes of the guy
I just kissed…how much more ‘soap opera’ can this situation get?
Matthew held
her hand tightly. His possession, she realised. However, she wasn’t too
bothered about it; it was something to keep her mind off the Head Boy…maybe.
‘Miss Evans?’
Lily turned
around quickly, and faced Professor McGonagall, ‘I am now going up to
Gryffindor tower to alert the students that the ball will soon begin, you and
Mr Potter will open it for the students as it is done every year. I will be
down shortly.’
Lily froze as
she said his name…she had completely forgot about the Heads opening it.
Damn…what
the hell am I going to say to him…?
Nothing of
course…just smile then get the hell out of there…
…god, did I mention the ‘soap opera’ thing…
‘Lil?’ Matthew’s voice
brought her out of dream land, ‘are you okay?’
She nodded
mutely, and he smiled and kissed her softly on the lips. James’ memory flashed
into her mind and she pulled away, mumbling something about make-up as an
excuse. He seemed to buy it as he turned back to his friends leaving the Head
Girl to stop and think about James again.
***************************
Walking down
the long, wide staircase, he saw her standing there with him. The Ravenclaw kept stealing little glances at her and he knew
how he must be feeling…it was like when he saw her walk out of her bedroom
door.
Stunned…unbelieving…bliss…
…I’m going
insane…
‘Mr Potter?’
McGonagall beckoned, bringing him out of his thoughts, ‘the Ball’s going to
start now…if you would locate Miss Evans, then you can open it together.’
James sighed
and nodded towards her. He looked over to where she and Matthew were standing,
and made his way towards them, plucking up the courage. What was he going to
say?
Stopping
behind the Head Girl, he tapped her softly on the shoulder, ‘Lil?’
Lily’s stomach
sank as she heard him say her name, but taking a deep breath she turned around,
‘Yes?’
‘McGonagall
wants us to open the Hall now.’
Matthew had
turned around quickly as James had spoken, and he glared at the Gryffindor
Seeker standing across from Lily. He watched in annoyance as she nodded
slightly and turned back to him.
‘I’ll see you
soon Matt okay?’
Matthew paused
for a second as she looked at him, waiting for his answer. He glanced at James
before looking back at her. He wanted to shout at her ‘No it’s fucking not
okay!’ but, obviously, he didn’t.
‘Yeah…fine…’
he kissed her in front of James a little longer than he normally would have;
liking to know it made the Head Boy squirm just that little extra, and turned
again back to his friends.
They stood
awkwardly for a couple of seconds until Lily sighed in exasperation and made
her way over to the Great Hall doors. The doors were decorated as well, James
noticed before turning back to face everyone. A silence fell over the Entrance
Hall, as the students all fixed their eyes onto the Head Boy and Girl. Lily
glanced up at James as they paused, she knew they all were expecting her to
open it by magic, but her wand was up in the Head Common Room.
‘Do you have
your wand?’ she whispered at James.
He frowned
slightly, ‘Yeah.’
‘Get it
out.’
Lily turned
back to the students, ‘Erm…thanks everyone for
waiting patiently for tonight…I really hope you all enjoy it. I’m glad most
have come dressed in the way I asked and that’s really pleasing to see...erm…don’t think there’s much more to say on the matter…so…’
She took
James’ wand out of his hand and pointed it at the Great Hall doors, ‘I now
pronounce the Ball…open…Alohomora!’
Pushing the
doors back, the Great Hall was finally open for everyone to see, and the
students moved slowly through the doors, gazing wondrously at the sight of the
Hall. James could see Lily beaming at the expressions of their faces, and after
everyone had entered, James turned back to her.
‘Wand?’
Lily smiled, a
little embarrassed, ‘Yeah, sorry…I’m not usually that rude…I left mine in the
Common Room.’
‘That’s ok,’
he answered, his eyes flicking up to her face as she handed it back, ‘but…maybe
a dance with the Head Girl…might make up for it…’
She paused,
quickly masking the surprise of his enquiry, ‘Erm…sure,
of course…later though yeah?’
James nodded
silently, a smile playing over his lips. Lily turned around and walked up
towards the group of Ravenclaw boys, James’ eyes
still on her as Matthew caught her and whispered something in her ear, making
her smile.
Bastard.
‘Prongs!’ James heard someone shout, ‘Over here mate!’
He turned to
see the rest of the Marauders standing by the side of the Hall, obviously
trying to hide the substantial amount of alcohol from the Professors. Sirius
was waving him over, the girl he had on his arm before, now talking avidly with
some of her friends. The Head Boy walked over, grinning at his comrades (A/N:
Hehe I love that word, it’s so English…).
Sirius handed
him a bottle of Firewhiskey, which he took a mouthful
from discreetly. The group of girls noticed his arrival, and they turned around
to the two Marauders.
‘The Hall
looks great James,’ a girl, that James vaguely recalled as being Claire, said,
‘you must have put a lot of work in.’
‘Oh, I didn’t
d…’
‘He did put a
lot of work in, didn’t you mate?’ Sirius said, cutting him off, ‘Day and night
he planned this!’
‘Wow…’ the
girls breathed in unison.
Claire looked
up at him, tossing her chocolate hair over her shoulder and curving her lips
into a smile, ‘Well…it certainly has paid off…’
Sirius grinned
at James as he glared back at him, then mumbling ‘Erm…yeah
thanks.’
Downing more
of the strong alcohol that Sirius had given him, James looked over to Lily’s
direction. Unbeknownst to the Head Boy, Sirius followed his gaze, knowing
exactly what had drawn his best friend’s attention before actually seeing her.
Sirius noticed that Remus had also followed where the
two Marauders were looking, catching his attention and earning a smirk.
Oh, this is
gonna be brilliant!
As if he read
his mind, James turned back to face Sirius, and asked, ‘So…got any pranks lined
up then?’
The corners of
the boy’s mouth curved up slightly, and he took a gulp of the fiery drink,
‘Just the one…’
But before
James could question what this ‘prank’ exactly was,
Sirius’ attention was caught by Amiya, across the
Hall from them. Saying that he would be back in a minute; Sirius made his way
over towards the black-haired Slytherin, his eyes
roaming over the sleek black dress that clung to her. James was fairly familiar
with her, they had spoken before and such, but what he failed to come to terms
with, was Sirius’ acknowledgement of her. Usually, due to the fact that a lot
of his relatives were in that house, Sirius ignored most of them; not really
wanting anyone to think of them in any proximity.
However,
watching his best friend now, he seemed to highly enjoy the fact that the
mysterious girl had called him over. James noticed that a lot of the students
were taking heed of the large Hall floor and the gentle music that Lily had
arranged. Thinking of her again, he looked back to where Matthew had her in a
tight embrace, moving her gently with him. The Chaser’s hands on the small of
her back, sliding over the silky material of the dress he had bought
her, making him bristle and seethe with unnatural anger.
James watched
Lily move into him as he kissed her shoulder softly. It was a whisper of a
kiss…so soft…so gentle…it made James want to stride over there and break every
bone in his body.
His eyes shifted over to where Sirius was last, and was amazed
to see the Marauder with his arms tight around the Slytherin
girl, whispering things into her ear. The things, James guessed, were obviously
rather sexual, as she was looking up at him every now and again, smirking.
James couldn’t deny that Amiya was attractive…in a
raw, mystifying, Slytherin kind of way, but he
couldn’t understand Sirius’ use for her.
Apart from
sex obviously…
After a while,
he watched them pull away from each other, Amiya
giving Sirius a sharp nod before he walked away back towards where the rest of
them were. Grinning at James momentarily, he walked over to his ‘date’ and slid
his hand up her back. The girl turned around, anger glinting in her eyes.
‘You’re
unbelievable Black!’ she hissed at him, ‘You really think I’d date you now,
after you danced with her!’
Sirius looked
at the girl for a second before coyly running a hand up her arm, ‘Of course Emm, ‘cause you know that I like you better than any Slytherin…right?’
James shook
his head, laughing under his breath as Sirius manipulated the situation so
easily and efficiently. There was no hope for that Emma-girl.
The Head Boy
was brought back to earth hard as he heard a voice next to him, ‘James?’
Wishing and
hoping that it was Lily, he turned around…disappointment coursing over his
features before he had time to mask it. Amiya looked
back at him and smiled.
‘Expecting
someone else?’
James shook
his head and went to speak, ‘Wha…n…’
‘A
particular…Head Girl…maybe?’ she cut him off, smirking.
‘I…I don’t
know what you’re talking about,’ he said, cursing himself at how lame that was.
Amiya just smiled, ‘Of course you don’t.’
James’ eyes
widened in surprise as she stepped forward, closer, his mouth doing an imitation
of a goldfish as she took his hands in hers. All she did was smile craftily and
pull him towards her.
‘Dance with
me?’ she whispered.
James felt his
mouth go dry, ‘I, erm…sure.’
For god
sake James, where’s your confidence…she’s just a girl…if you can’t do this with
her, how the hell are you going to manage Lily?
‘Nah, but this
is different,’ his mind spoke as Amiya ran her hands
up his arms to pull them around her small waist, ‘this girl is dangerous, you
know that.’
She’s just
a Slytherin…
‘Yeah well, if
she’s just a Slytherin, why is she d…?’
Holy
fuck…her hand’s on my…
‘Amiya…’ James swallowed, ‘I don’t think you should erm…’
She looked
mock-innocent up at him, and he watched curiously as her slightly glossed lips
curved into a smirk.
‘Did Sirius put
you up to this?’
Cocking her
head slightly, she trailed her hand up his side, away from…earlier areas, ‘No.’
Amiya pressed herself against him more, moving her small hands up his
arms. Resting one on his shoulder, she moved so she could willingly play her
fingers along the opening of his shirt, her eyes flicking up to his
occasionally.
‘Why would you
think that?’
James
shrugged, ‘I don’t know…was just a thought I guess.’
‘Well, don’t…’
she said, looking up so her lips were near his, ‘don’t think…don’t guess…’
Again, James’
mouth went dry, and he was vaguely aware of his fingers sliding over the smooth
material on her back. He looked down into the black pools of her eyes. It was
surreal, just barely able to see the pupils…James thought that he could imagine
getting caught in there, unable to be free. And not in a good
way. They danced with mischievous intent, which James knew was Slytherin through and through.
Guilt trickled
through him as he felt her fingers slide into his hair. He glanced over at
Lily; she was still in the firm embrace of Matthew, him clutching her tight as
they danced. What was he doing?
‘They look
good together, don’t they?’
James looked
back to the girl in his arms, frowning slightly. She spoke again, ‘but I know
that’s not what you care about…you know that you and she would look better…’
‘Amiya, it’s not like th…’
‘Sssh,’ she stroked his neck softly, then continued, ‘you’d
do anything for her…and you’d do anything to stop them…it burns, doesn’t it
James…you know it’s wrong but you just-can’t-stop-lusting after her…can you?’
Her black eyes
searched his intensely, but he kept silent. Apparently, this was what she was
expecting, and a small smirk played at the edge of her lips. The Slytherin moved her body against his, and she drew her hand
up to cup his face. Flicking her eyes up to meet his, she paused.
‘Don’t worry
James…things can change…’
Amiya pressed her lips against the soft curve of his throat, and then
moved away. James, still speechless, watched her as she sauntered back towards
most of the Slytherins were.
What the
hell just happened?
*****************************
Lily sat on
one of the chairs that had been carefully placed around the large hall. She
surveyed everyone closely, watching their enjoyment and feeling glad. Taking a
sip of the punch that had been placed on the Professors table, she saw Rachel
walking towards her, beaming. The Gryffindor girl wore a beautiful magenta
dress that tumbled to the floor, the tiny little straps barely holding it up
Lily noticed with a small smile.
‘Lil’ you look amazing! You haven’t shown me that dress
before.’
Lily looked at
her best friend as she sat down on the chair beside her, ‘Yeah I know, it was a
gift.’
‘Really?’ she
asked, her eyes lighting up, ‘Oh my god, was it a present from Matt?’
The Head Girl
licked her lips in hesitation, ‘Erm…not exactly.’
Rachel
frowned, ‘Who gave it to you?’
‘…James…’
‘Are you
serious? Oh my god, that’s a bit…unexpected…to say the least.’
Lily sighed,
‘I know, and I don’t know what to do…there’s something else…I-I kissed him.’
Rubbing her
temple where a headache was starting to form, she looked at Rachel. Expecting
to see a look of horror on her face, she was shocked to see the expression
was…well, actually kind of blank. Sighing, Rachel took a breath as of though
she was about to speak…but then let the breath out in another sigh.
‘…say
something.’
Looking at her
awkwardly, Rachel asked, ‘Does Matt know?’
‘Of course
not…do you think he’d be dancing with me if he did?’
Rachel
shrugged silently, and then looked at her best friend, ‘Does this mean you like
James now?’
‘No…maybe…I-I
don’t know.’
Lily closed
her eyes in exasperation, then said quietly, ‘He asked me to dance…I said
yes…was that the right thing to do?’
‘Well…’ Rachel
began, ‘it sounds like he likes you too.’
‘Oh I know
that,’ she said, brushing it off fast, and earning a shocked expression from
the Gryffindor, ‘but was I right to accept?’
Rachel
shrugged again, ‘Dunno, but what harm can it do
right…it’s one little dance…and if Matt gets annoyed just…I dunno,
blame it on the punch – which I’m certain has been spiked by Sirius.’
Lily let out a
small laugh, and looked over to wear the boy in question stood, with all his
friends…including James. Following her gaze, Rachel looked back at her.
‘It’ll be okay
Lil’,’ she said, patting her arm and getting up,
‘you’ll be fine.’
The Head Girl
nodded mutely, and looked down at her hands. Did she like James?
I don’t
think like is the question here…
‘Well, it’s
definitely not the other!’ her mind laughed.
Hmm, are you
sure?
Lily looked
back at the Head Boy, shock coursing through her as he caught her gaze and
smiled slightly. Not knowing what else to do, she smiled back, the uncertainty
she was sure being evident to him.
Her heart
suddenly leapt into her throat as she saw him start towards her…she knew what
was going to happen, and she could feel herself starting to fall.
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