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I know I haven't uploaded in forever, but this chap is xxxx long [originally two] as a special apology! Enjoy!

I lay on my bed with Camera in my arms, relaxing. Camera was asleep, and his body was purring gently. I don’t know how that’s possible. I’m not a cat-ologist! The first three weeks had sped by, and Mary had succeeded in being civil with Sirius. He was shocked at first, but welcomed it. He thanked me in Potions and I pretended to not know what he was on about. I know that he saw right through me, though. I was laughing so hard it was painfully obvious I was lying.

I must have fallen asleep because the next morning I woke up to find Camera gone from my arms. As usual, I was up first. I decided to be kind and be the one to wake Leila. I showered and dressed. I checked my watch and found that I had shockingly overslept, by my standards. It was six forty-five. I conjured a bucket of water and dumped it on the sleeping girl.

Leila woke with a scream. Izzie, unsurprisingly, did not wake. She slept like a log. Mary however, woke up with a start. Leila jumped up and tried to grab me. I ran from her and she flashed me an annoyed expression. She got into the shower and dressed. Mary had fallen back asleep. Leila and I went down to the Great Hall.

“I hate you for waking me up!” she said spitefully.

“Ah, you love me! It’s Friday! Hogsmeade tomorrow!” I tried to cheer her up. She flipped me off, what a charming girl.

I decided to mess with her head, “So I saw you staring at Remus in Charms yesterday. You liiiike him!”

She blushed, “You-you saw? I mean, no I don’t!”

Is she serious? I was joking! What is it with my friends and liking marauders? At least I could still count on Izzie. Unless she likes Peter or something revolting like that. I shuddered and turned to my friend who was blushing like mad.

“I believe you do. I’ll see if the feeling’s mutual, when I see him,” I smiled evilly.

“YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING!” She screeched. People all around looked at us, for we had reached the Great Hall.

“We’ll see,” I shrugged. I think she was about to kill me. Ah, well. Hehe, I really do say that a lot.

Leila was extremely angry by this point and took to glaring at me. I ignored her. A bit later, Mary and Izzie as well as all four marauders walked in. They caught sight of Leila’s rare glare (hehe rare glare) and my nonchalance and raised their eyebrows.

I looked at them all innocently, “I don’t know why she’s mad!”

My friends snorted. The marauders sat down and watched in interest as Leila blew up. Leila doesn’t blow up. She doesn’t yell. She’s a very calm person. However, right now, she is very angry. She definitely had the grounds to blow up.

“LILY MARIE EVANS!” She shrieked (people are very fond of screaming at me using my full name), “YOU KNOW FULL WELL WHY I’M ANGRY! AND IF YOU DARE DO IT I SWEAR TO MERLIN THAT I WILL TAKE YOU KNOW WHAT, GIVE IT TO YOU KNOW WHO!”

I had absolutely no clue what she was talking about, and I was about to say so when her eyes flashed dangerously and she whispered in my ear, “You’re darling diary, which you so secretly lock away from us all. I’ll give it to Potter, and I’m sure he’ll find some use for it.”

My eyes widened considerably and I looked at Leila in disbelief. She cannot be serious. She stormed out of the Hall and all eyes turned to me. I shrugged and turned to my breakfast. When I was finished, I got up and went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Andort had decided to pair us up and make us practice as many old jinxes and hexes as we could remember. Our partner had to block them.

Guess who I got? Come on guess! I got Remus. Leila was looking at me like she was about to have a heart attack. I smirked. I’m not afraid of anyone getting my diary. I had charmed it to make sure if anyone else read it, it would be blank. HA! TAKE THAT FARRAG!

“Hey Remus,” I said conversationally.

He smiled, “Hey Lily.”

I smiled a tad evilly, “So, do you have special feelings for anyone, Remy?”

I was being very sweet here. He blushed, glanced quickly at Leila, and looked back at me, hoping I wouldn’t notice. I did, and I smirked at him. His eyes grew wider and he blushed even deeper, if that was possible.

“I’m sorry, Lily, but James is my friend. It would never work between us,” Remus tried.

It didn’t work. I could see right through him and I said, “Hmm… why, pray tell, did you just glance over there and blush?”

Remus shook his head violently and I laughed, “You can tell me, Remus. I won’t tell her if you don’t want me to.”

Remus sighed and I knew I had him. I think I’m rather good at this. “Okay, I like her. She doesn’t like me, though!”

I smiled genuinely, “Did you ask her?”

“No,” he answered miserably and I chuckled, “What if she rejects me?”

“You never know until you try. Just try, Remus. Until you’re ready, my lips are sealed,” I said and he looked relieved. We finally started the lesson.

Leila grabbed me after class very violently, “WHAT DID YOU DO!”

“Nothing; no really, I didn’t do anything,” I said innocently.

She breathed a sigh of relief and I hugged her, “You are so head over heels.”

She punched me.

“EVANS!” I closed my eyes, not him. The creature caught up with me for the gazillionth time in my Hogwarts career, “So…I was wondering…”

“Spit it out,” I growled.

“Go with me to Hogsmeade?” he asked excitedly. I almost felt bad that I was going to rain on his parade; almost.

“NO POTTER! GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD! I WILL NEVER EVER GO OUT WITH YOU!” I screamed. Leila grabbed me and dragged me outside. I sighed and walked along with my friends to a place where I could be safe from the creature’s pestering: Herbology.

Clearly, I was wrong to think it was safe anywhere. When I took my seat next to Izzie and opened my book, a paper hit me in the head. I closed my eyes and hoped it wasn’t IT. Of course, I was wrong. It was a note from the creature. I seriously considered just tearing it up without reading it, but I’m not that heartless. Plus, I’m a very, shall we say, curious girl.

Evans, go out with me! I’ll show you the best time ever…really. You know you want to. Go on, go out with me.

I smirked and decided to grace him with an answer, albeit an evil one:

Potter, you are a horrendous being and I do not like to be in the same room with you. However, I am forced to be day after day. Do NOT push your luck or I will hex you so bad that you will no longer be able to attend classes and I will be forever happy. Leave me alone.

I tapped it with my wand and it flew to him. I turned and watched him looking like a hopefully puppy. My heart kind of went out to him for a second. I mean it, only a second. Then he opened it and I watched as his eyes scanned the words. As he read, the smile dimmed and eventually slid off his face. I am horrible, aren’t I? Ah, well.

I turned around before he could look up and see me watching. I expected no interruptions from that moment but a few minutes later, another note hit me. I rolled my eyes, but hoped it wouldn’t be him. This time it wasn’t. It was Sirius:

Lily, be easy on him. Now he’s going to be all mopey and brooding all day! Thanks A LOT!
-Siri Poo

I smiled slightly and wrote back:
Not my problem, Siri darling. Deal with him. He’s your friend.

When I sent it back and turned to watch, I saw the creature’s eyes looking between us. What is it thinking? There’s nothing between Sirius and me! I watched as Sirius refused to show him the note and lit it on fire. This attracted Professor Sprout’s attention.

“BLACK! WHAT ARE YOU DOING LIGHTING FIRE IN THE GREENHOUSE? THESE RARE PLANTS AND HERBS CAN BE SEVERELY HURT BECAUSE OF YOU!” She screeched. I smiled a bit.

A minute later, yet another note hit me. I sighed in frustration and grabbed it, completely ready curse out whomever it was this time. When I caught sight of who it was, my breath caught:

Lily,
I know this is short notice, but tomorrow’s Hogsmeade and I’ve been wanting to ask you out for ages now. I would’ve asked you sooner but I’ve been a bit…I dunno shy I guess. So, if it’s not too late… want to accompany me to hogsmeade…you know as my date?

David Sanders

I grabbed izzie’s arm and shook it violently. She snapped her head up and looked at me. For once, it was she who was doing the work in class and not me. Shocking, isn’t it? Anyway, I shoved the note under her nose. As she read it, her eyes widened. She turned to me and I blushed.

“Are you gonna say yes?” she whispered.

“I dunno, should I?”

“Do you want to?” she asked.

“I dunno…” Then, I don’t even know why, I glanced at the creature. IT had seen the whole exchange and was glowering at David as if he knew what the note said. When I saw the creature’s expression, I inwardly smirked.

I scribbled my answer: Sure, I’ll go with you. But be prepared, I’m not like other girls. You’ll have to work to keep up with me (physically and mentally).

I sent David the note and watched him open it. He smiled widely and wrote back: Wouldn’t have it any other way.

I woke up the next morning feeling excited. I kind of wanted the creature to see us. It would be hilarious. I got up and it was extremely early, as always. Everyone was asleep, but over my trunk was an outfit and a note in izzie’s handwriting:

Lils,
I picked this out before I went to bed because I know you get up way, way, way before normal people. Don’t you dare wear anything else! I don’t trust you! You will not blow this date. This outfit is comfortable AND will make everyone who sees you drool. If you don’t wear it I will hex you. I hope you’ve gotten the picture by now as I’m tired and I’m going to bed.
-Izzie

I rolled my eyes at my friend. I showered and donned a pair of jeans and a shirt. I took my broom and went out to the Quidditch pitch for a bit of flying. It was too early to get ready, and Izzie was mad if she thought I was going to wear that outfit on a broom. After a while, I decided to fly up to the boys dorm window to see if they had added any security.

I flew up there and saw the four sleeping marauders and their two other unimportant roommates. I tried to open the window and it opened easily. They are so stupid. I rolled my eyes and decided to prank them another day. The idiots were going to be late for whatever dates they had. Just as I had that thought, however, Remus sat up straight and yelled for them to get up. I laughed quietly and flew away.

I flew back to my dorm and found that my friends were awake and dressed. Leila was applying make-up in the mirror. She had a date with Amos Diggory, who I’m one hundred thousand percent sure she didn’t want to be with. Oh well, all the more to get Remus jealous with. I hopped through the window and sat on my bed. They all started.

Mary threw a book at me, “Don’t do that!”

“Sorry,” I laughed.

Izzie clucked her tongue and grabbed my arm. She shoved the clothes in my arms and snapped at me. I rolled my eyes and went to get dressed. When I was finished, I surveyed myself in the mirror. I looked pretty good, although I’d rather be in jeans any day. Izzie had dressed me in tight black pants with silver wisps of smoke crawling up the left pant leg. She made me wear a silver tank top that showed off enough of me that I didn’t normally show off. On top of the tank was a black half-jacket that didn’t close all the way. The girl was good.

When Izzie saw me she smiled, and then attacked my hair. Leila went after my face with make-up and Mary joined me in rolling our eyes several times. However, something told me that Mary was rolling her eyes for a different reason. I distinctly heard her mutter something like “who cares about this date she belongs with Potter and we all know it.” She is such a traitor.

When they were finally finished, I glanced in the mirror. I had to admit, they did a really good job. My hair was falling in curls around my face and there were small black shimmery thingies in it. I had on mascara and a tad bit of liner. Leila had applied only a smidgen of silver shadow, but it was visible all the same. I had refused to put on lipgloss. I hate the stuff. I have to say, I looked good.

My friends smiled at me triumphantly and motioned toward the door. All of us looked great, if truth be told. While Leila was out with Diggory and I with David, Izzie and Mary would stay together. Izzie had just broken it off with her last boyfriend, Matt Stropen, and Mary said she didn’t want to date at the moment *cough*Sirius Black*cough* ahem sorry.

I was about to exit first when Izzie stopped me, “You come last. Wait five minutes then come down. I want people to notice that you clean up good.”

“That hurts, Iz,” I pouted. She grinned at me and they all left.

I waited the aforementioned five minutes then left the dorm. When I came down the steps, no one really heard me, because Izzie and I had decided on flats. I can’t exactly walk in heels. When I walked toward the portrait Hole, I could hear people gasp.

“Is that Lily?”

“She looks HOT!”

“DAAAMMMNN!”

“I never saw her dress up before!”

“That girl cleans up GOOD!”

I blushed slightly and rushed out to go down to the Great Hall. I was supposed to meet David there. I walked in and spotted my stupid friends sitting at the Griffindor table, except Leila, who probably went down to the village already with Amos. I glared at them and they smiled backed. I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I turned and David smiled at me, “You look stunning.”

“Aw, thank you!” I answered brightly.

“Ready to go?” he asked.

“Sure!” I answered, but then I looked at him with mock-seriousness and said, “Remember, I warned you. I’m different.”

He laughed and said, “Good.”

We walked down toward the carriages and I heard a voice behind me. I cringed as I recognized IT, “WHOA! EVANS IS THAT YOU?”

Sensing my discomfort, David whispered, “Come on, ignore him. Climb in.”

I gulped down my angry retort and climbed into the carriage. I was satisfied with myself for not even giving him a glance back. David and I talked for a while about everything, or nothing, however you want to put it. He was pretty easy to talk to, and didn’t go on about himself arrogantly.

We reached the village and got out of the carriage. He turned to me and said, “Where do you want to go first?”

“Zonko’s!” I answered eagerly, then catching the expression on his face I added, “But we don’t have to if you don’t want to. I mean it’s okay…”

He laughed, “No, no, no; it’s fine! I mean I don’t exactly like it in there, but I don’t mind it!”

I smiled and led him down the road to the joke shop. I couldn’t help but think that he was a bit boring. I meaning, who doesn’t like Zonko’s? Well, Izzie doesn’t but she’s a total girly girl, so she doesn’t count. I led him into the shop and immediately went through all my favorite shelves, picking out certain items that I liked. I’m sure I was a blur, with the speed I was moving at. I was only moving that fast so I could get him out quickly! He did say he didn’t like it!

I went up to the counter where he was waiting and set my things there. The witch behind the desk began to count up my items and I paid her. As we were leaving, I caught sight of David’s amused expression.

“What?” I asked self-consciously.

“Nothing, it’s just that you really meant it when you said that you’re different.”

“Is that bad?” I asked, confused.

He shook his head, “Nope!”

I laughed and we walked to Honeydukes, apparently his favorite store. I told him I loved it too, because I had a serious sweet tooth. When we went in, I took a basket and began to fill it with a thousand of my favorite treats, from cauldron cakes to chocolate frogs to sugar quills and more! I turned to him and he laughed at the amount of sweets I had.

“I see you’re not the type of girl who’s afraid of gaining weight!”

“Oh, please! I don’t care if I gain a thousand million billion kilos! Just bring on the chocolate!” I laughed.

I reached to get some more sugar quills and felt him stand behind me. He held my waist and reached up along with me to retrieve them. He was much taller, so he grabbed them and brought them down for me. He didn’t let go of my waist, though. I could breathe in his scent from how close we were, and he smelled…nice? Er…whatever. I turned around and he leaned in to kiss me.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the marauders watching us. David was coming closer, but suddenly I pulled back. He furrowed his brows in confusion, but I smiled.

“I think we should save that for Madame Puddifoot’s,” I whispered evilly. I saw his face pale considerably and I almost laughed out loud. I hate Madame Puddifoot’s, and trust me it’s every guy’s nightmare. Most girls like it there, but there’s just so much confetti and frill and pink, pink, pink! I hate it! Everywhere you look you see people kissing or holding hands.

David saw my expression and laughed in relief, “You are EVIL! I thought you were serious.”

“No, he’s Sirius,” came the voice of, who else but the creature.

I turned to find the Marauders standing behind us. Sirius and Remus looked uncomfortable, and Peter was just standing there looking totally uncaring. I began to get angry.

“Potter, what are you doing here?” I gritted my teeth.

“Why, this is a sweet shop. I’m here for sweets,” he answered simply. Then he leaned in and said, “Incidentally, why aren’t you on a shelf, sweety?”

I rolled my eyes at the bad pun, “I’m on a date, Potter! Leave me alone!”

“Really?” he asked, “Well, I don’t see your date?”

I looked around to find that David wasn’t next to me anymore. Potter seized this chance of confusion to say, “I believe he must be afraid, the little git.”

“Actually Potter,” came a voice behind us, “I just went to pay for Lily’s stuff. Come on Lils, let’s get out of here.”

I looked at him, astonished, “You-you paid for it?”

“Yeah,” he shrugged, “No big deal.”

I smiled at him and kissed his cheek, “Thank you; let’s go.” We walked out and I could practically feel Potter’s angry glare burning a hole into our backs.

We got outside and he asked, “You want to go to the bookshop?”

I was positively stricken, “You want to go to a bookshop?”

“No, but I know you do,” he answered and pulled me away.

Once inside, I went directly to the muggle section. Muggle books were the craziest and crazy is how I like it. David was looking at me strangely and I looked at him inquiringly.

“Nothing, it’s that…aren’t you muggle-born? Why don’t you read more magical books now that you’re part of our world? Aren’t you tired of those?” David asked.

I laughed a little, “Well, you see, I think muggles are more imaginative than wizards.”

He looked confused, “How so?”

“Because think about it; wizards already know about hags and vampires and ghosts and the like. Therefore their stories are so true it’s boring. Muggles don’t know about any of those things. That’s why their books are so fun to read: because they’re open-minded and you know imaginative. They’re inaccurate, yes, but they’re also hilarious and strange and simply insane.”

“Like you?” he asked me in amusement.

“Like me,” I agreed, laughing.

I chose a book off the shelf about vampires. It looked extremely interesting and somewhat strange. Hmm; my favorite. I went to pay for it but David slid it out of my hand and beat me to the sales-desk. I pouted and caught up.

“Hey, what’d ya do that for?” I asked.

He handed me the book, smiling, “Well, I feel the need to buy a pretty lady things she likes.”

“You got me the stuff from Honedukes already!” I complained.

He shrugged and simply took my hand, taking me all the way to the Three Broomsticks. Being me-like, I was complaining the entire time. Finally, before we stepped in, he shut me up by kissing me full on the mouth. He backed off and I blushed. He looked at me uncertainly and I just smiled and pulled him into the pub.

We took a booth and he went to get us two Butterbeers. I saw the marauders walk in and I prayed they wouldn’t see us. I know the creature did, but from the corner of my eye I saw Remus force him to sit far away from me. David came back with the drinks and sat down.

I smiled, “Thanks.”

“No problem,” he answered, smiling, “I kinda wanted to know…what’s up with you and Potter.”

I scowled, “What about Potter? There is no me and Potter. There never has been and there never will be. I hate him. He is arrogant and thinks that he is the most wonderful thing in the world because he holds a damn record for catching the snitch. He’s so insufferable! Gah! Don’t get me started!”

David laughed and changed the subject, “So, are you coming to the Quidditch match between Ravenclaw and Griffindor next Saturday?”

“Of course! I love Quidditch!” I answered happily.

“You do? Why don’t you play?”

“Because I’m not good enough to be on the team,” I shrugged.

“How do you know? Did you try out?” He questioned. He was beginning to irritate me, as sweet as he was.

“Look, I’m obsessed with the sport. I know my weaknesses and strengths. I’m good, but I play chaser and our chasers are superb. To remove them and put me would be idiotic. I mean I remember one time where they did a circular formation and feinted the Quaffle. I mean who feints a Quaffle? It was amazing!” I rambled.

“Wow you really are obsessed,” he mused with a slight smile.

“Yeah, but only choice people know about my obsession so keep it quiet,” I smiled a bit. I’m such a nice person.

“Who knows?” he asked.

“My friends: Izzie, Mary, and Leila. Oh, and Sirius Black knows too,” I answered, grinning at the memory of Sirius’ utter look of shock when I had told him in Potions during a conversation.

“Why him?” David asked in disgust.

I furrowed my brows, “He’s my friend and Potions partner. Why not him?”

“He’s a disgusting man-whore, that’s why.”

This plucked my nerve, “He may be a bit promiscuous, but he’s a great guy!”

“He helped my girlfriend cheat on me last year!” David snorted in distaste.

“Well it wasn’t his fault you’re girlfriend was a slut!” I was beginning to raise my voice, but only slightly.

“He tempted her! He is a disgusting excuse for a gentleman!”

“You are a disgusting excuse for a HUMAN BEING! Maybe you should choose your girlfriends! It’s not his problem you’re not competent enough to keep your girl satisfied!” I was standing now.

David stood up as well, “I SATISFY JUST FINE THANK YOU!” The entire pub was staring.

“WELL GO SATISFY THEN!” I yelled and slapped him across the face. I took my Zonko’s bag and threw the rest of the stuff in his face. Then I marched out of the pub feeling very dignified indeed.

Izzie, Mary, and the Marauders somehow caught up with me. I vaguely wondered why my two friends were hanging with those four anyway. Then I snapped back to reality when I heard someone talking to me.

“What happened?” Izzie asked.

I looked at the marauders and tapped my foot. They didn’t go away. Sirius gave me a sad look, as if he was begging me to stay. I rolled my eyes.

“The bastard insulted a friend of mine,” I said simply. They were still waiting for me to continue. I didn’t want to. The marauders would probably attack him.

“Okay, Sirius, did you really help his girlfriend cheat on him last year?” I sighed.

Sirius looked genuinely confused, “I dunno. I don’t remember who I’ve been with. I’d never steal a girl, though. That’s not me.”

I looked at him closely and walked over to him. Then I did something extremely unexpected: I hugged him. Then I decided to punch him.

“Ow! What was that for?” he squealed.

“For ruining my date!”

Everyone was laughing by this point. I, Lily Evans, had just protected Sirius Black. What was the world coming to? There was one person that wasn’t laughing, however. The creature was looking at me and Sirius pensively. I briefly wondered what he was thinking. Sirius and I were not in love. We were very close friends. The creature, however, was very thick. I knew that he would be coming to find me about this sooner or later. I’d rather it be later.

“Excuse me, all, but as I had to throw my chocolate in his face I believe I need to return to Honeydukes!” I cried out. My friends groaned but I saw Remus nod happily. I always knew he was a chocolate freak.

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