Lily sat with her hands resting on her chin, pretending to listen to the words coming out of her fellow prefects’ mouths. She felt like her brain was melting away as her silver wristwatch slowly ticked by. She despised prefect meetings. Normally, giving her opinion on academics and school related subjects would be right up her ally, but giving her opinion, let alone getting two words in was impossible when James Potter was around. The two had been selected as prefects at the start of their sixth year but every time Lily tried to say something, she would be either cut off by James’ egotistical, I’m-smarter-than-you view, or, which happened more commonly, she was just made fun of by him. In the past six years of being at Hogwarts, James had made Lily cry sixty-seven times, not including the tears that were the results of his and his three best friends’ pranks with a span of injuries from bloody noses to broken arms. Lily was sick of being embarrassed by James so, no matter how defeatist it was, today and from then on, Lily had decided to say as little as possible and to not have an opinion. But Lily had forgotten one thing. That James was a mastermind. She had neglected the fact that no matter how little she said or did, he could still find a way to humiliate her.
The meeting was finally coming to a close. The hour that Lily had spent twiddling her thumbs and holding in everything she wanted to say had nearly come to an end. She was so close to having her first prefect meeting where she hadn’t been embarrassed once. The hour that was killing her to hold her opinion was almost up, but—
“Evans. Before we go, would you please like to enlighten us in why you haven’t said a word this entire meeting? I mean this is what these meetings are about and you’ve decided to show up today and not say anything at all.” James said smugly, a smirk smearing across his perfectly sculptured face.
Lily looked up from her feet and glared at him, abhorring his every feature.
James cocked his head to the side. “Hello? Earth to Evans: Is anybody in there?” James taunted.
Lily was so sick of him and his obnoxiousness. “Honestly, Potter what the hell would be the point of me saying anything? You always cut me o—,”
“Well, there never really is a point to what you say. It’s usually some smart-ass, know-it-all comment anyways.”
“This is exactly what I’m talking about!” Lily yelled. “You always have the goddam audacity to cut me off whenever I’m trying to say something!”
James looked taken aback for a fleeting moment but quickly rebuilt his façade. “Oh, Evans,” James put on a fake laugh. “Is it that time of the month again?”
The entire room began to quietly laugh at her.
Lily’s cheeks burned. She said two sentences and he still managed to humiliate her. Lily got up to leave but James jumped in front of her.
“Sit down. The meeting isn’t over yet.” James said complacently.
“How dare you tell me what to do!?” Lily yelled trying to get by.
“I can do what ever the hell I want. Now sit.”
Lily stared at James incredulously. She was standing inches away from him and could smell his natural, intoxicating smell; stupid, arrogant smell. As he gave her a light push towards her seat, Lily grabbed her wand, screamed levicorpus and stormed out of the room, leaving him dangling by his ankle.
Lily raced back to her room, not wanting him to see her cry. She threw her face into her pillow and let out a sob. What am I supposed to do? Lily had suffered the past six years with James’ torture. He had ruined the [few] dates she had, broken six of her bones in pranks gone wrong and basically made everyone in the student population laugh her at one point or another.
At that moment, Lily’s one friend, Alice Munroe, walked into Lily’s and her room.
“What did he do to you now?” She asked, throwing Lily a piece a bubble gum like the one she was chewing, and sitting on Lily’s bed next to her.
Lily popped the piece into her mouth. “The usual.”
“Lily, you can’t keep letting him walk all over you!”
“I don’t! I didn’t want him to make fun of me in today’s meeting so I decided not to talk.”
“How is he not walking all over you if you’re letting him win? You didn’t participate because of him? And obviously your plan didn’t work because now you’re sitting here, like this.”
Lily scrunched up her face. “Well after that, I did curse him.”
“And how did that help anything?”
“Well…I let out my anger.”
“Obviously not, because now you’re upset. And Lily, you know what they say.”
“What?”
“Don’t get mad. Get even.”
A small smile appeared on Lily’s face. “Well how am I going to do that?”
“Well what does he do to people that is just…awful?”
“Well let’s see.” Lily pulled out a small piece of parchment and a quill. “He makes fun of people…” she said, quickly jotting it down. “Pranks them…physically hurts…intentionally intimidates…What else?”
“Hmm…I don’t know. You think of some things. I’ve got a date with Frank.” Alice said with a smile, leaving their room.
Lily thought. She thought about the time when James threw an ice cream cone at her, which made her think of dessert. Her stomach grumbled and she realised she missed dinner after her fight with James. She decided to sneak down to the kitchens and get something. She walked into the common room to see James. Lily quickly jumped behind a maroon column and peeked around it.
She could see a blonde girl with her hands in James’.
“Look, Kate, I think we should break up.” He said plain as day.
“What? You’re breaking up with me?”
“Did you honestly think this would last very long?”
Kate began to cry. “Well, I don’t know…I thought what we had was…special.”
James laughed. “What we had was physical, which was great. But it wasn’t anything more than that.” James got up and bounded the stairs to his dorm, still smirking to himself.
Lily stared, disgusted at the scene. Kate Mayer was crying just as much as she was only a while before. He hurt so many girls carelessly. A twisted grin spread across her face as she realised what she could do to break James. All she had to do was be him. She would seduce him and somehow make him fall in love with her,
And then she’d rip it all out from under him.
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