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Cruel Summer
Lily sucked in
her breath as James stopped in front of her. Thunder was pounding in her ears
due to her uncertainty of the whole situation. She didn’t know what to do or
what he was expecting and she was sure the racing sound of her heart beating
could be heard by him and everyone around them.
James looked
at her closely as he stood in front of her. Her eyes were wide as a half-smile
graced over his lips, and his warm gaze settled into those deep emerald pools
of light. Enchanting her, yet engulfing her at the same time.
‘So…can I take
you up on that dance yet?’
His voice was
soft but steady, and Lily found herself answering with a delicate smile and a
nod. Lily waited for him to move and, although she knew it was coming, she
shied away slightly as he gently took her hands, drawing them into his. James
could sense her hesitation, but successfully managed to encourage her to place
her hands on his shoulders.
Lily looked
downwards as he caught her gaze, causing him to smile slightly. Why was she
being shy? She didn’t seem to be in the Common Room earlier…
Hmm, maybe
she’s ashamed of her forwardness…
‘Lil?’ he said, tilting her face up to face his, ‘it’s
okay.’
She closed her
eyes for a second, taking a breath and looking back at him. A shiver ran
through her cheek as she felt his fingers drift to caress it softly.
‘Isn’t this
wrong?’ her mind mumbled in the back of her head, ‘Aren’t you meant to be with
someone else…?’
I don’t
know…this feels so…
Lily’s
thoughts were dashed quickly as she felt his hand pressing against her back,
forcing her closer to him. The sensation of being against him was unreal, and
Lily didn’t realise her eyes were closed until James gently asked her to open
them. Faintly feeling the soft moisture of his breath against her forehead, she
looked up at him, their eyes meeting again.
James was
experiencing similar things as her body melted against his. This was what he
wanted more than anything in the world…to have her here…with him…against him…
Well…there
is something else you’d like to do…but don’t rush it Potter…
Her lips were
inches from his, all he would have to do would be to lean down slightly and
everything would be perfect. But he knew that this was meant to be an innocent
dance…something between friends…something insignificant.
But looking
down at her, her head nearly nestled into the juncture of his neck, he knew
that this was something more…something unspeakable. He craved what it was and
he craved her.
The music
swayed their senses, drowning their thoughts and Lily felt as though she would
drift away if he wasn’t there, holding her tightly. This was exactly what she
wanted…dancing with him felt like she’d just opened up for the first time…it
was like waking up and taking her first breath…it filled her completely and
made her giddy with intoxication.
Drawing in a
quick breath of surprise, James watched as she moved so that her head rested on
his shoulder, her face turned so that her nose just grazed over the skin of his
neck. It was oddly intimate…and James welcomed it greedily, squeezing her
shoulders to him and resting his chin against her forehead and pressing a
‘friendly’ kiss into the mass of red waves.
The action was
innocent…wasn’t it?
***************************
Amiya watched as the Head Boy and Girl danced together, ignorant of
her…and what was planned. Their fate…it might have been thought. But Amiya didn’t believe in fate…she believed that you made
your own decisions, choices and paths in life. And where most people were
perfectly capable of finding their own way and making their own mind…she
decided, that sometimes some people needed a little nudge towards the right
direction…or maybe a big nudge, depending on the circumstances.
Her deep black
eyes surveyed the large Hall, resting on everyone and leaving no-one untouched
by her shrewd gaze. Things were seemingly going well and according to plan, as
he wished. Placing the light, crystal wineglass that she held onto a small
ledge on the wall, she stepped away from the wall and walked slowly across the
room.
If anyone had
been watching her, the act may have looked bizarre or out of place. But it was
assured that the movement of the Slytherin had deeper
motives than one would have originally thought.
However,
unbeknownst to her, a gaze did follow her…but instead of being confused, their
thoughts were pleased that things were finally starting to begin.
Amiya, stopping on the other side of the room, turned around, feeling
certain that someone was watching and cursing herself at her lack of stealth.
But the gaze she met calmed her instantly as she acknowledged who it was. She
saw a slight smirk float over Sirius’ features and he raised an eyebrow as if
to say ‘well…aren’t you gonna get on with it?’
The Slytherin narrowed her eyes and folded her arms
gently, turning to where a small group of 7th Year boys were standing. Knowing
that even though Sirius had looked away, he still had his eye on her actions,
she searched the group for him and finding him immediately.
The boy was
attractive, she had to agree…but even she could see through his artificial
personality and forged charisma. His ulterior motives were transparent to her
but she could easily understand how…for someone like Lily…they may not be.
A small smile
tugged at the edge of her mouth as she made her way towards him, her gaze
flicking back to the dancing couple quickly; making sure they were still
occupied.
‘Matthew Reede?’
The Chaser
turned to her, as she spoke his name in a low, slightly husky voice. Smiling at
her condescendingly Amiya was sure, because he knew
exactly who she was…and not because of the opposite, which was what he wanted
her to think.
Fine honey,
milk this for all its worth…it’s going to be much more amusing for me at the
end…
‘Amiya,’ he drew out, handing the glass he was holding to
someone else, ‘I wondered when I’d be seeing you…’
Her black eyes
danced with amusement and a smile grew over her face, ‘Getting anxious?’
Matthew let
out a short, condescending laugh, and moved towards her, sliding his hand
through a lock of her dark tresses. The Slytherin
just stood, and looked up at him, feeling slightly revolted by his fingers
twining through her hair. The look on his face made her want to shudder. It was
lewd and lustful and, uncharacteristically, made her flesh crawl. However, she
couldn’t give away this fact…it had to appear that she wanted him as much as he
wanted her.
Amiya gazed up at the Ravenclaw Chaser
through her thick lashes, and moved further into him. Curling his fingers
around the base of her neck, he tilted her face up to his. She bit her tongue
as the distance between their skin decreased, and all that was left to do was
to move in closer for their lips to touch.
It’s okay…just imagine it’s someone else or something…Sirius,
for example…
Amiya was faintly aware of the group of Ravenclaws,
unintentionally, hiding their actions from the Head Boy and Girl. However, her
job wasn’t to make Lily notice them…that was his. Matthew pulled away to trail
small kisses down her throat, giving her a good view of the Marauder who was in
on the endeavour. He nodded at her faintly, giving her approval of the actions
she was taking. Amiya closed her eyes as she felt his
tongue slide smoothly against her collarbone, and released a low moan for
effect.
Sirius owes
me big this time!
The Marauder
in question watched as the girl slid her small hand up the Chaser’s arm and
into his dark hair. He was pleased that they weren’t in view of the Head Girl
at that point in time, because otherwise the situation would look stupid. A guy
making out with someone in front of his girlfriend…nah, that didn’t happen. He
was also aware that Matthew knew exactly what he was doing and also that Lily
was oblivious to his little escapade. Sirius laughed quietly to himself. Sure,
he was being a bit of a bastard…but it would work of best in the end, right?
Lily and James will fall in love and be happy ever after, right?
He looked over
at the two of them, watching as they danced…completely made for each other…and
yet, completely oblivious to the fact. Were they stupid? Probably.
Were they in love? Definitely.
Am I the
only human being here that knows that?
But looking at
the two of them now, he realised that they may have just caught onto the fact.
Thank god!
At least that makes my job easier…
Taking a slip
of the alcohol he had, he watched his best friend absently stroking the Head
Girl’s back. His fingers moved gently over the back of her dress.
‘Stupid bloody
idiots,’ Sirius muttered to himself.
Turning back
to where the group he was with sat, he watched in slight amusement as Remus engaged a pretty Gryffindor girl in conversation. He
was doing it quite well, Sirius had thought, much better to what Wormtail would have done.
Where was
the little git anyway?
But the small
Marauder and his date for the evening were no where in sight, causing Sirius to
mutter in astonishment, ‘Christ! He can get laid, while the rest of us have to
work for it…? Something bloody wrong there!’
After pausing
to contemplate the ways of tormenting Peter about it, Amiya
subtly caught Sirius’ gaze as her and the Ravenclaw
Chaser backed slowly out of the Great Hall door, managing to catch no-ones
attention in the process.
Sirius knew
where the girl was leading him. It was by his strict instructions, and he knew
that the Slytherin would follow them efficiently. The
Marauder smirked slightly as all of his plans were fitting nicely into place.
Everything’s
going the way I want…it’s only time for the games to begin…
****************************
His scent was
taking her away…drifting slowly away from the Great Hall into a land where
nothing existed but him…and her…together. Faintly in the recesses of her mind
she knew what was going on was, in some way…inappropriate. But then, what she
was doing was vaguely unknown to her.
It’s never
felt like this…
Her breath
caught in her throat when she felt him squeeze her gently again, as though he
didn’t want to let her go back to the world, where things were different and
reverse for them.
Lily could, at
that point in time, imagine herself saying the words what he wanted her to say.
The words, which were the only prevention of falling away
from everything that she’d ever known before. The absence of it was
making her drowsy and the need was taking over…but yet, she couldn’t…there was
still something binding her back to reality. And that binding, as she thought,
she knew that it was unfortunate.
James felt so
good against her. Too good, she might have thought if her mind wasn’t hazy from
the situation. His firmness complimenting her softness, and mixing together
until they didn’t know where one ended and the other began. It was electric…and
fiery…and yet, there was a serenity, which neither of them could thoroughly understand.
I want to
kiss him…god, I really wish I could…
‘Well, why
don’t you then, if you really want to?’
It’s not
that simple…I wish it was…
‘You could
make it simple…you could just do it…I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.’
It’s not
that…
‘What is it
then…? A certain boyfriend getting in the way now…? Hmm…?’
…
‘It’s so darn
annoying having two guys wanting you, isn’t it Lily? So difficult to choose…’
It’s not
like that…I-I don’t know what I want…
‘Of course you
don’t…because Miss Head Girl has everything; it’s bound to be hard to really
know what you want.’
You don’t
understand…no-one understands!
‘Probably
because we don’t live in cloud-cuckoo land Lily…you’re such a poor little
girl.’
Shut up!
I’m not!
‘Huh, of
course not…’
James felt the
girl in his arms grip the top of his shoulders hard, and he looked down at her.
She had her face pressed against his neck, he could feel the small exhalation
of air when she breathed and it made his heart pound a bit faster with that
small fact that it was her, and not some imaginative fantasy he’d dreamed up.
The most
silent of whimpers drifted over her lips as the different opinions made
themselves heard in her head. The grip on her waist tightened slightly,
relieving her…knowing that he was there, holding her. She always wanted him to
hold her.
I always
want him…
‘And why’s
that Lil’?’
Huh?
‘Come on Lily,
you can admit it now! Why do you always want him?’
…I don’t
know what you mean…
‘Don’t play
around. You’re smart; you know exactly what I mean…you just don’t want to say
it.’
…I want
him…I just do…there’s no reason wh…
‘Oh for God
sake, just say it!’
…there’s
nothing to
say!
‘Go on, look
at him…he feels it too…you’re not alone…it’s right there in his eyes…you can
see it, plain as day…’
Lily pulled
back slightly away from the Head Boy, but James held her firm in his grip. She
looked up at him…into his face like she was told. He looked back at her, her
deep verdant pools taking him in…searching within him…it was there, she knew
but it was yet to emerge. Disappointment crept up her skin, as she looked at
him and James saw it reflect back at him.
‘It’s there
Lily…look harder…it will show…he feels it, the same as you…the same need and
intensity…all you have to do is to find it.’
He brought his
hand up to her face, and he studied her closely. There wasn’t anyone that could
compare to her…nothing would ever come close. If only he could just lean in…
God, I love
you so much…
There it
was…reflecting back at her. She saw it just from his gaze. He loved her.
I love him
too…
Then, somehow
the acknowledgement of her feelings, brought her slap-bang back to reality. She
felt like she’d just been floating then suddenly hit the ground with an
almighty force, forcing all the air out of her lungs and leaving her mind
gasping. James saw the mass of mixed feelings fleeting across her features and
frowned.
‘What’s
wrong?’
The Head Girl
twisted away from his grip, stepping back and glanced at him quickly. She
didn’t know what to make of this. All she wanted was to be back in his arms and
for him to protect her, but that faint noise in the back of her head, earlier
telling her that this was wrong, was turning into a loud buzzing noise that she
couldn’t shut off.
‘This
is wrong!’ she choked out, finally answering his question, ‘I can’t just…do
this…’
By this time
James could sense other students’ eyes on them, ‘Lil…look,
we’re just dancing okay…nothing else…’
‘Oh yeah right!’
she spat, vaguely feeling her eyes stinging with unshed tears, ‘Oh, like you
didn’t feel it too!’
James stepped
forward, intentionally to stop her shouting, but she pulled away from him
again.
‘Lily, come
on, this…isn’t really the place to be having this conversation.’
The
conversation, however, being one-sided…
This,
apparently, was not the right thing to say as she stood and looked at him, the
disappointment now evident completely.
‘I don’t care
James,’ she said in a slightly tired way, ‘but maybe that’s what is important
for you…’
James watched
her, his mind in turmoil as she turned around and walked away, heading for the
Great Hall door. The Head Boy seriously felt like punching something, just for
the sheer hell of it.
For fuck
sake, someone must really hate me! Why do I keep loosing her…?
Eyes were
still on him as he turned around to where his best friends were earlier
sitting. It annoyed him even more when he realised that Padfoot
was somewhat absent.
Where the
hell was he now?
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I’m not
going to cry…I’m not…
Lily moved
towards the Great Hall door and pushed it open, sliding through the opening
quickly. She felt a strong force wanting to push against her, telling her to go
back. But her pride and dignity kept her away from him.
God…tonight
was meant to be great…now look what’s happened…
Stepping away
from the door, she moved towards the stairs and sat down on the 2nd step,
pulling the dress up slightly so her knees were tucked under her. The Head Girl
rested her arms on her brought-up knees and buried her face into them. She
could vaguely smell the scent of the bath water on her skin that she had used earlier.
Huh, when I
had that bath I didn’t even know about this Dress…it’s strange how things work
out…
Sitting up a
little, Lily ran her hand across the curls in her hair, thinking how it didn’t
really matter how she looked anyway now. She looked down at her hands, absently
playing with the silver ring on her right hand, and then roaming up to touch
the earrings and necklace that James had brought her. Lily dropped her gaze
back to her hands, smoothing The Dress from nonexistent creases.
I’m so
selfish…how could I talk to him like that…after all he’s done for me…he loves
me and I just threw it back in his face…I’m such an idiot…
She felt tears
pinprick her eyes again, and brought her hand up to her face, rubbing the top
of her nose with irritation.
‘Everything’s
so fucked up,’ she thought out loud.
‘Never thought
there’d come a time when the Head Girl swears.’
Lily snapped
her head up to the voice. Her eyes narrowing as she saw Sirius leaning up
against the wall, watching her intently.
‘How long have
you been standing there?’ she asked, in annoyance.
‘Long enough,’
he said simply, stepping away from the wall and moving towards her.
She sat up
defiantly, ‘And what’s that meant to mean?’
‘Nothing,’
Sirius said, grinning and causing her to frown.
The Marauder decided
to bide his time for the moment, watching in amusement as she tried to figure
him out. He allowed his eyes to roam over her body; he wasn’t surprised at his
best friends’ feelings for her. She indeed was beautiful, and the memory of him
and her in her muggle kitchen flew into his mind,
making him grin wider.
Lily glared at
him, ‘What are you grinning at?’
‘You,’ he said
softly, ‘I faintly recall the time me and you nearly…you-know…wonder how that
would’ve turned out…’
‘So
unfortunate that it didn’t,’ she answered sarcastically, getting to her feet.
‘Is kinda, isn’t it,’ he smiled, deliberately ignoring the
sarcasm and earning an exasperated roll of the eyes from the Head Girl.
Sirius stepped
towards her, making her take a step back, ‘It’s funny that you didn’t realise
that Prongs wanted you then…stupid really…if you think about it. I mean, well,
if you remember the look on his face when he caught us…bit of a give away…don’t
you think?’
‘I don’t
know,’ she snapped, ‘I was too busy regretting the mistake I nearly made…didn’t
have time for much else.’
Sirius smiled
genuinely at her fieriness, and laughed gently. She was still glaring that
frosty glare she always possessed, and he bit back the urge to tease her even
more.
After a pause,
he spoke gently, ‘You know, you two look good together.’
‘Excuse me?’
‘You…James…dancing…you
look good, like meant to be.’
‘Right
Sirius…’ she said, stepping around him, ‘I think you’ve had too much Firewhiskey.’
The Marauder
caught her arm quickly, making her stop, ‘I’m not drunk…why’s this so hard for
you to believe? You know yourself that it’s true.’
‘Oh, do I?’
she answered harshly, pulling her arm out of his grasp and folding them across
her chest.
‘Yeah, I mean
we all think it…better than that Ravenclaw twat.’
Lily bristled
in front of him, ‘Oh you do, do you? You all think that? Well, you know what…I
don’t care what you or anyone else thinks, Sirius Black!’
‘Wait Evans,’
he said in exasperation as she turned to stalk away, ‘I didn’t mean to offend.’
This little
statement that popped from his mouth halted her instantly, and she couldn’t
believe that he’d actually apologised. Lily turned back to face him.
‘You really
need to get over yourself Lils – wait hear me out –
you gotta get over yourself and realise exactly what
is right in front of you…I know you know that James loves you…you really have
to figure out that in your head though…the point of the whole thing…you know?’
Lily stood in
front of Sirius for a moment in silence and then she spoke, ‘Why are you doing
this?’
‘I don’t
know,’ he shrugged, ‘but you’ve really got to think about who
stays…and who goes…you know what I mean?’
The Head Girl
nodded, she thought that she did…the two of them.
James or
Matt…Matt or James…
Lily’s
thoughts were dashed as Sirius laid a hand on her arm, looking at her…a mixture
of sincerity and thoughtfulness.
‘I need you to
know though Lily, that Reede isn’t all what you think
he is.’
Lily glowered
at him, pulling away until he grabbed her again, making her reside in front of
him, ‘Hear me out would you?’
He continued
as she took a deep breath and looked at him, ‘He’s not Lily…whatever he’s said
to you has only been for the want of one thing…’
‘And you can
talk…’
‘And which is
not,’ Sirius talked loudly to drown her out, ‘the reason you two should
be…dating or whatever.’
‘You bastard!’
she snapped at him, ‘You don’t even know him, and y-you’re even worse than him!
You’re such a hypocrite!’
Sirius folded
his arms and glared venomously at her. Yeah, she was beautiful, yeah, he could
understand why James loved her…but God was she a right bitch when she wanted to
be! He could practically see the steam rising from her nostrils as she verbally
tore into him.
Shut her up
soon Sirius, before you punch her…
Of course this
was only his thoughts, but still…
‘You know…I
was gonna be really nice about this Lily…be
really sympathetic and stuff…like a gentleman…but now you’ve really
pissed me off!’
Lily frowned,
‘What are you going on about now?’
‘Maybe you
should be hurt Evans! Teach you to not be on your high horse all the
time…Little Miss Perfect…perfect grades…perfectly beautiful…it makes me sick!
This will teach you Evans…and then you will wish someone sympathetic were
there, picking up all the pieces for you.’
The Marauder
knew he was biting back…biting back hard…but he knew that maybe this would help
her…you know, pulling off a plaster – quick and painless.
‘Sirius, if
you don’t tell me what is going on right now…’
‘Wanna know where your precious Chaser is right now?’ he
snapped, narrowing his eyes.
This shut Lily
up quickly, a frown creeping over her face as she looked at the boy standing in
front of her. Did she want him to continue? What would he say? Did she want to
hear it? Probably not…but she had to know…
‘Where…?’
The question
floated up to his ears as he looked at her, her voice so soft with hesitation,
making him want to reconsider telling her. Quickly, wanting to get it over
with, he nodded across the Entrance Hall where a few of the Classrooms that
Dumbledore and the professors didn’t use any more were. Lily frowned as she
followed his gesture.
Uncertainty
coursed through her, but she didn’t want Sirius to see it flowing freely
through her veins. Pausing to glance back at the Marauder quickly, she turned
and walked with her dignity pushed to the surface, over to the Classroom Sirius
had motioned towards.
I’m sorry
Lily…but this is for the best…I want you and James to be happy and this is the
only way…Remus was right, this is going to be torture
for her…please let her get over it…it’s shitty enough that I have to do this…
The Head Girl
stopped in front of the thick wooden door, not really wanting to know what was
beyond…but still having to know otherwise. Yes, she was scared…it was obviously
something bad with the way that he had said it…it was something about Matt…
She turned and
looked back at the Marauder, he was standing there watching, biting a
fingernail in anxiety. Lily turned back quickly and reached for the doorknob.
It was cool and hard around her hand as she grasped it firmly, and it gave easily
under the careful twist of her wrist. The door was noiseless as she slowly
pushed the wood with her other hand, the gap of light in the side growing
larger as she pushed.
‘And behind
door number three…?’ she mumbled nearly silently.
Sirius watched
the door slide back, even though the Head Girl froze on the spot. He was sure
that the look on her face was pure horror/dear-caught-in-headlights at that
point in time.
Lily gripped
the frame of the door hard, her nails digging into the hard oak. The scene in
front of her made her want to be sick and she couldn’t find the thoughts to
think let alone words to scream.
Matthew Reede…current boyfriend…in front
of her…on top of…inside of…that Slytherin
slut…fucking her…I’m going to be sick…
But her
boyfriends’ groans brought her head first into reality.
‘Oh god…Ami’,
yes…that’s it…’
Lily watched
in disgust as Matt thrusted, what looked deeply, inside the Slytherin
girl. She could feel the bile rising in her throat, but she bit it back by
sheer determination.
‘You…’ she
growled.
Matt snapped
his face around to meet his girlfriends’ expression of revulsion and hatred.
The Ravenclaw froze in mid-thrust as she fumed with
pure, red anger.
‘Lil!’
‘You…you make
me sick!’ she shrieked as she turned from the room quickly.
Matt, not
thoroughly acknowledging what had happened turned back to the object of his
current desire, and with the anger of being discovered back-handed Amiya hard around the face.
‘You little
bitch!’ he spat, ‘This is your fucking fault!’
The Slytherin held her cheek with one hand as he roughly pulled
away from her, pulling up his trousers and fastening them as he ran after his
girlfriend.
‘Lily! Lily,
stop!’
The Head Girl
froze as he shouted her name, turning slowly around to face the Quidditch Chaser; her eyes alight with white, hot anger.
Matthew stopped a few feet in front of her, he knew she was incredibly
infuriated and knew to approach with great caution.
‘What?’ she
bit out, ‘What in FUCK can YOU want?’
Matthew drew
away slightly from the colourful outburst and knew in the back of his mind that
she so wasn’t done yet, and it was about to get even more vibrant.
‘Baby…I-I
didn’t mean for this to happen…it just did…’
‘Don’t give me
that bullshit, you fucking bastard! You knew EXACTLY what you were doing!’
Matthew
quickly denied it, ‘No, I didn’t, i-it was her…’
‘God, you’re
such a coward, you can’t even admit it! You fucked her didn’t you…I think that kinda evolves your CO-OPERATION!’
‘Lily, it’s
not like that!’
‘Oh, no? It’s not, is it? What happened then? If
you’re SO innocent?!’
By this time,
Matthew realised that the Great Hall door had opened due to all the shouting
and everyone was watching avidly the argument between the Head Girl and the Ravenclaw Chaser.
‘Lily, can we
talk about this somewhere else?’ he asked, nodding towards the large amount of
people.
‘No we FUCKING
can’t, you BASTARD!’ she screamed, making him flinch, ‘You’re innocent! So you
have NOTHING to be ashamed of! Not like me, who has EVERYTHING to be ashamed
of, for dating a CUNT LIKE YOU!!!’
‘Lily…’
‘Shut up, I
don’t want to hear your stupid excuses!’ Lily growled menacingly.
‘Please, come
on baby, let’s not argue about this.’
Matthew moved
forward and touched her arm, sending her further into the abyss of fury.
‘Don’t you
DARE touch me! You have SEX with someone else, and you
think you can touch me?! Reede, you are coming
nowhere NEAR me AGAIN…EVER!!!’
Matthew heard
the hall of people behind her gasp, and talk amongst themselves as she told the
whole school of his felony.
‘What do you
want me to say, Lily?’ Matthew shouted back at her, ‘I can say ‘sorry’ as many
times as you want, and it’s still not going to change anything!’
‘Well you
haven’t even said THAT, have you?!’
‘Well…I’m
sorry!’
Lily laughed
sarcastically, ‘I didn’t say that it would work!’
‘For Christ
sake Lily!’ he shouted, ‘What do you want me to do?’
Lily sighed in
exhaustion, ‘Nothing…there’s nothing you can do…just leave me alone.’
As she turned
to walk away, Matthew grabbed her arm hard and pulled her back to him, ‘You’re not
just going to walk away from this!’
Anger
resurfaced as quickly as lightening in the emerald orbs of her eyes as she felt
the grip on her arm tighten, and then a red haze settled over her minds eye.
Lily, feeling the unwanted pressure of his hand on her, turned around fast,
pulled back her fist and punched him hard around the face.
The whole Hall
seemed to go silent as they watched in morbid curiosity as their Head Girl laid
her boyfriend out on the shiny, wooden floor. He wasn’t unconscious but he went
down nonetheless. Lily glared at him as he touched his jaw, blood sliding down
his chin from his lip.
‘You…’ she
spat, ‘and I are SO OVER!’
Glaring at him
for a couple more seconds, James watched as she turned fast on her heel and ran
up the wide staircase towards their Common Room, dress pulled slightly up and
her hair bouncing behind her. James wanted to walk over to where he sat on the
floor, and give him his own version of what Lily did, but he thought that she,
the girl he was in love with, stole the show completely.
He waited for
a second before sliding out of the crowd and up the stairs, quickly, to find
her.
Sirius watched
his best friend move unnoticed up the stairs as Amiya
walked over to where they said they would meet. Sirius, seeing her approach
him, brought her into the darkness of the dungeon corridor and slid his hand
into her hair, examining the large bruise that was forming from Matthews
administrations.
He brought her
against him, and spoke softly, ‘Well done.’
Amiya closed her eyes at his touch and the softness of his voice,
lulling her into a sleep she needed, ‘Mission complete, right?’
They both
grinned.
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