Chapter 3 : III. Little Miss Perfect
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All the Pretty Faces — III. Little Miss Perfect
chapter image by Ande!
“I’m the most responsible girl that I know
Never late, Always on time
Ask anyone around me and they’ll tell you just how I am
I try to tell the truth every chance that I get
I never let the work I’m doing get to my head
And when it came to love I thought I gave it the best I had
But somewhere I missed
Somewhere I slipped
Somewhere there’s a couple steps that I skipped
Somehow I told myself I didn’t need anyone.”
Lily Evans had never been one to get flustered. In fact, she prided herself on being confident at almost all times, of all her friends; she was always the most self-assured. This was ironic because she was currently hyperventilating. And the source of all this anxiousness was due to none other than James Potter. Lily Evans was not a hateful person, in fact, she tried to like everyone, but James Potter was the one big-headed, pompous arse that she could not put up with, as much as she tried. She hassled her thick auburn hair into a ponytail, her graceful eyebrows furrowed at the textbook set in front of her. Yes, Lily Evans was studying, one thing she could control, and the one thing she could always turn to in her time of great need. Considering her three best friends were all busy with some sort of prior commitment: Marlene was probably snogging some Hufflepuff in a broom closet, Mary was on her prefect rounds with Remus, and Alice was no doubt with Frank.
She sighed to herself. The library was eerily quite. Normally, Lily Evans enjoyed silence. But, due to all her anxiety, the silence was deafening. It was bothering her. She cringed every time she thought of walking in on James changing, seeing his surprised expression, being all flustered and at a loss of words, which was totally unlike her. Something about James Potter always left her from being calm and confident to furious and unsure. But, most of all, Lily Evans was trying to distract herself because she couldn’t stop thinking about how attracted she was to James. No, her mind urged her, only to his body. Every time she closed her eyes, all she could see was his perfect, — Enough! Her mind shouted at her.
She groaned. She was hiding in the library, because she had walked in on James Potter naked. She was in the process of banging her head on her thick Charms textbook when James Potter himself walked into the secluded area of the library.
He looked at her confusedly, than realization crept over him and he smirked knowingly. ‘Erm… Lily? What is it exactly that you are trying to do?’
Lily froze at the sound of his voice. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson and she looked up in surprise and embarrassment.
‘Oh, no,’ she groaned. She looked down again and knocked her head on the desk, harder than she meant to. ‘Ow,’ she whispered softly, not meeting his eyes, rubbing her sore spot.
‘It’s okay if you were scared by the big monster, hey, it scares me sometimes,’ He said, winking at her and grinning broadly.
Arse. Lily’s embarrassment faded and her temper flared. ‘Please, Potter, just because your head is big, doesn’t mean your other body parts are big. Believe me, I’ve seen them.’
James opened and closed his mouth several times. ‘Whatever, you’re just jealous you can’t have me,’ he said indignantly.
Lily arched and eyebrow, her emerald eyes sparkling. ‘You’re the one that wants me so bad. I, however, have no want for you, as I have told you several times,’ she said, gathering her books. She tucked them all into her satchel and lifted it onto her shoulder.
‘Anyways,’ she said, shaking her hair free from her ponytail, ‘Not that this hasn’t been fun, but, I have better things to do than talk about your practically non-existent manhood.’ And with that Lily strode out of the library leaving a scowling James Potter in her midst.
The Great Hall was a vast chamber with an enchanted ceiling that mirrored the sky outside, alight with hovering candles. Lily walked slowly through the Great Hall, All the students sat at their respective house tables: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Lively conversation filled the Hall, and Lily walked towards the far end of the Gryffindor table where she could see her three best friends had saved her a seat.
‘What took you so long?’ asked Marlene, eyeing Lily’s hassled appearance.
‘I was studying in the library, I lost track of time,’ said Lily.
‘You really need to get out more,’ said Marlene, jokingly. ‘Anyways, we waited because Mary has something she most desperately needs to tell us, but wouldn’t speak until you got here,’ she said, sending Mary an exasperated glance.
‘All right,’ said Mary, smiling in return at Marlene, and then letting out a heavy sigh, her smile faded. ‘Timothy Wood broke it off with me.’
‘What?’ shouted Marlene, attracting the attention of some students. ‘That insolent little… I’m going to pop him. Show him no one messes with...’ Marlene twisted in her seat, her eyes zeroing in on Timothy Wood, who was sitting further down at the Gryffindor table. He stood up with Frank Longbottom and Marlene shouted a, ‘See you later,’ and went off after him.
‘No, don’t!’ whispered Mary, but Marlene was already gone.
‘Shit,’ muttered Alice. She turned her attention towards Mary, her eyes softening, ‘What happened?’ she asked.
‘I caught him making out with a Hufflepuff during my prefect rounds,’ said Mary, shrugging. ‘When I confronted him, he said he was breaking it off with me because I was a “prude,” she said angrily on the last word. ‘Remus was really nice about it, though,’ she said as an afterthought.
‘Oh,’ Lily sighed, ‘Mary… You’re a much better person than him anyway. Besides, he wasn’t even nice.’
‘Or good-looking,’ added Mary.
‘Yeah,’ said Mary. ‘Whatever, it’s over now.’
‘Oh, Mary, I hate to say “I told you so” but, really —’
Lily was interrupted by the Marauders who had decided to grace the three girls with their presence. James Potter slid into the seat on Lily’s left and to her right Sirius Black had plunked himself down. Remus Lupin sat next to Mary and Peter Pettigrew sat a few seats down, looking horribly out of place.
‘Ah, the “I told you so,” said James, winking in Lily’s direction, ‘Always a classy move.’
Lily stood up angrily. ‘Potter!’ she whispered furiously, ‘you persistent, manipulative arse!’ Her anger from before was arising once more.
‘Well,’ continued James, ‘generally they go for, “Potter! You gorgeous, talented boy!” said James, smirking at her.
Lily huffed, her hair was falling out from its ponytail and she pushed it aside impatiently. She glared at the bespectacled boy and stormed out of the Hall. Mary and Alice followed behind confusedly.
Only upon exiting the Great Hall did Lily’s anger finally recede. ‘Insolent —’
‘Lily, what was that?’ asked Mary.
‘Yeah,’ said Alice, ‘You really lost it with him back there.’
Realization dawned on Lily; she had exploded in front of everyone in the Great Hall. Why did Potter always make her look like the idiot? While he always looked cool and collected. Stupid Prat, Lily thought to herself.
A low whistle sounded and Marlene came forward. ‘What happened between you and Potter?’ she asked, eyes twinkling, as if she already knew the answer. ‘I saw a little bit of your confrontation. Is it just me or does it seem like there’s some major sexual tension?’
Lily huffed, ‘No, I am not attracted to Potter!’ she snapped.
Marlene raised an eyebrow. ‘You just told me everything I wanted to know. You definitely have feelings for Potter.’ Lily was ready to cut her off but, Marlene just ploughed on. ‘I didn’t even ask if you liked him and you were already defending yourself,’ she said, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.
Alice and Mary were also smiling. ‘So, Lily,’ said Mary, ‘what happened between you and our dear Mister Potter?’
Lily could feel the blush creeping itself onto her cheeks. The worst part of the whole situation was that unknowingly, she found herself falling hard for James Potter. ‘Fine, I’ll tell you everything,’ she said, her crimson cheeks exposing her again.
Author’s Note I’m so sorry this took so long to get out! I had half this chapter written for ages, but I was having a major writer’s block. I actually found it hard to write Lily because I was trying as much as possible not to depict her as everyone else does. The lyrics were from Little Miss Prefect by Claude Kelly. I’ve never actually listened to the song, but, the lyrics fit. I'll update the next chapter faster becaue it's from Sirius' POV, and he's my favourite character, so I've alreay gotten it written. Anyways, tell me what you think! Thank you for reading!
edit chapter images by the wonderful Ande @ TDA.
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