Chapter 20 : Admittedly Not One Of My Best Ideas
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I climbed through the portrait hole to the Head’s dorm, completely forgetting that the Marauders were having a party in there.
“Evans!” I heard a chorus of people shout my name and I stumbled slightly in my surprise. I took in the scene before me. Remus was sitting on the floor, attempting to drain an almost full bottle of firewhiskey into his mouth. Sirius was seated in one of the plush arm chairs with Peter sitting on his lap. I stifled a laugh at this and Sirius quickly shoved Peter off his lap.
“It’s not what it looks like,” Sirius grumbled as he snatched the firewhiskey bottle from Remus.
“It looked like Peter was sitting on you,” I said trying to keep a straight face.
“That would be because of Remus here,” Sirius growled as he kicked Remus slightly with his foot and handed me the bottle of firewhiskey which I drank willingly.
“We’re engaging in some Truth-or-Dare of sorts tonight…Marauder-style,” Remus explained as he swiveled around on the floor to face me. “Basically we’ve spiked the firewhiskey with Veritaserum to ensure maximum truth telling. A while ago we wrote down all our best Truths and Dares so we wouldn’t forget so we’ve just been picking out of a bowl. Although, we’re Marauders so we’ve all been doing dares,” Remus slurred, a baffled look crossing his face. “The only one who’s been doing Truth is—“
“Holly, Truth or Dare!” Peter called from the floor where Sirius had dumped him.
I didn’t have to look far to find Potter and Holly sitting close together on the couch. My stomach clenched and I wrinkled my nose slightly. Of course Holly was there. “Hey Lily!” A high breathy voice broke into my mental scolding and I focused my eyes on the skinny girl waving at me from the couch.
I grimaced in acknowledgment and stuck the bottle of firewhiskey in my mouth, embracing the fiery burn as it went down.
“Easy there, Evans,” Sirius chuckled, taking the bottle from me.
“I’ll go with Truth,” Holly giggled she reached forward to the table where two large wooden bowls were placed. On one was carved Truth and on the other was Dare. She pulled out a slip of paper and unfolded it as she snuggled closer to Potter. Barf.
“’Who was the first person you ever had a crush on?’” she read off the paper and blushed immediately.
“Come on, Holly-bee, don’t be embarrassed!” Potter nudged her playfully in the side. Holly-bee? Excuse me whole I go vomit.
“Actually Jamie, it was you,” Holly blushed even more and I heard a collective groan from the rest of the Marauders.
“Ok, moving on,” Sirius pressed and I saw Potter’s arm wind its way around Holly’s small waist.
“Sirius, you pick,” Holly said as she rested her head on his shoulder.
“Ok, well I hate to be the downer but I’m tired of making an idiot of myself in public so I’ll go with Truth this time,” Sirius sighed. I looked questioningly at Remus.
“Last time Sirius had to find Filch and profess his love for him,” Remus chuckled.
“’Who was the last person you snogged?’” Sirius read and my heart stopped. I saw Sirius freeze with the scrap of paper clutched in his hand.
Oh, bloody hell. The last person he snogged was me! If he told, there would be no way to explain it without revealing our late-night Hogsmeade trip and essentially that Hogwarts Confessional was created by the Clique. Oh Merlin, I can’t breathe.
“I bet it’s someone disgusting. That’s why he’s not saying it,” Peter laughed, taking a swig from the bottle.
“Come on, Padfoot, we won’t judge you,” Remus chided.
Sirius’s lips were pressed together in a hard line as if he were physically trying to hold back the words.
“Spit it out, Black!” Potter called from the couch.
Without warning Sirius turned to Remus, clasped his face in his hands, and planted his lips on Remus’s. The rest of us stared, completely shocked as Remus quickly shoved Sirius away and wiped his mouth repeatedly on his shirt sleeve.
“The last person I snogged was Remus Lupin,” Sirius stated, letting out a huge sigh. I let out my own sigh of relief and then started laughing as I realized what just happened.
“Sirius, you bloody idiot, that was disgusting!” Remus grabbed the firewhiskey from Peter and started chugging.
“Wow, must have been someone bad if you resorted to kissing Lupin,” Potter chuckled. “But seriously, man, who’d you snog?”
“I told you,” Sirius said calmly. “I kissed Remus Lupin.”
“No, before that,” Potter pressed.
“Lily, you go,” Sirius said ignoring him and gesturing to the Truth-or-Dare bowls on the table.
“But, I’m not playing,” I sputtered. I wasn’t nearly drunk enough for this.
“Lily, I just kissed Moony. Pick a damn dare, will you?” Sirius growled at me. I guess I did kind of owe him for that…
“Fine, but I’ll need more to drink first,” I said reaching for the nearly empty bottle.
“That should be our motto,” Remus laughed, and I took a quick drink and pulled a scrap of paper from the bowl. I read the dare twice before I looked up.
“I’m not doing this,” I said, tossing the paper at Remus.
“’Make out with the first person you find in the library’,” Remus read. “Ha! Lily, you have to do it. You’re bound by the unflinchingly rigid rules of Marauder Truth-or -Dare.”
I put on my best sad-puppy face but each of the Marauders just shook their heads. Damn Truth-or-Dare. Damn Marauders….
“Fine. But you,” I pointed a threatening finger at Sirius. “You are so going to pay for making me do this.”
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Wow, I’m scared now Evans. What are you going to do, make me study?”
I just scoffed and marched out of the portrait hole with the Marauders and Holly following closely behind.
We reached the library and I breathed a sigh of relief when we spotted no one on first inspection. The rational part of me was screaming that this would end horribly, but the drunk side of me was almost looking forward to making out with someone while Potter watched. Maybe that would get a rise out of him... The drunk side won.
Peter trotted ahead of us to check between the many rows of books and he stopped abruptly when he reached the second row from the end. Peter turned back to the rest of us and waved his hands frantically, indicating that he had found someone.
I glanced next to me at Potter who had a strange expression on his face. He looked over when he noticed my gaze and I gave him a small smile.
“I hope it’s no one too disgusting. It’ll ruin my reputation…” I nudged him in the side playfully and he chuckled lightly in response.
“Nothing like a game of Truth or Dare to ruin a reputation,” he said with a small sigh.
I looked down the row of bookshelves to see who my subject was and froze immediately.
A lone boy was sitting at a table with a bunch of books strewn in front of him. He had chocolate brown hair falling straight into his eyes and his tall frame was hunched over the table. It looked like he was concentrating extremely hard on whatever he was reading.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I hissed to Sirius who was standing next to me. This was the last place on earth I’d expect to find Adrian Austin on a Friday night.
“What’s the big deal?” Sirius whispered back, glancing down the row of books. “It’s just Austin. It’s not like you have to date him, just snog him. I mean, he’s pretty decent looking I guess.”
“Yeah, I know. Pippa thinks so, too. She’s got a date with him next weekend,” I shot back, turning to face the Marauders.
“Pippa’s going out with Adrian Austin?” Sirius asked, looking completely taken aback. “But he doesn’t date Hogwarts girls…”
“Yeah, I thought so too,” I mumbled, peering back down the row at Adrian. How on earth do I keep getting in these kinds of situations?
“But he’s a complete womanizer,” Sirius sputtered. “Doesn’t Pippa know what everyone means when they say he doesn’t date Hogwarts girls. It’s because he doesn’t. He uses them until he gets what he wants and then he lets them go.”
“Now’s not really the time to talk about Pippa’s love life,” I hissed back at him.
“Just do it already, Evans,” Potter sighed, cutting Sirius off. “I’m getting bored.”
I cast a furious glance at him and he was leaning against the bookshelf with his arms folded across his chest staring in the other direction. Stupid git….
I took in a deep breath, ruffled my hair to give it more volume, and looked back one last time at my friends who were now all leaning against the same bookshelf as Potter with their arms folded across their chests, waiting.
“Wish me luck,” I said before turning away from them. I stumbled slightly in my drunken state as I walked quickly through the row of books towards my victim. I was amazed at how at a time like this, all I could notice was that my feet were feeling very tingly, thanks to the generous amount of firewhiskey I’d downed by this point. Not my best idea, admittedly, but it was only fun and games, right?
The boy I was about to make out with looked up when he heard my stumbling footsteps coming towards him and a surprised expression crossed his face as he took in my appearance. Conceited as it may sound, there was no doubt that he recognized who I was.
“Lily Evans,” Adrian mused as I came to a stop in front of him, swaying slightly from the alcohol. “Never took you for a drinking girl.”
“And I never took you for someone who spent his Friday night in the library,” I countered.
“Touché,” he smirked, nodding his head. “So what brings you here on a Friday night. You’re obviously not studying…”
“I’ll be straight with you,” I said hopping up to sit on the desk in front of him. “Pippa told me you guys are going out next weekend… but I’ve been dared to make out with the first person I found in the library, and unfortunately that’s you. So it’d be great if we could just get this over with…”
“What’s so unfortunate about it?,” Adrian asked smoothly and I got the impression that he was rather enjoying this.
“Pippa’s my best friend. If she ever found out she would never speak to me again…” I said, slurring my words slightly.
Adrian let out a small laugh and leaned back in his chair. “Well then I guess we just won’t tell her then.”
“Thanks,” I said, continuing to stare at him. He was undeniably very attractive. I could get lost in those deep blue eyes. And I could definitely see why Pippa wanted to date him.
“So are you going to kiss me or what?” Adrian asked, still leaning back in his chair.
“Oh. Right…” I said and went to hop off the desk to get closer to him, but he brought his chair back forward before I was off the desk and his lips were on mine. Softly at first and then the kiss became more eager. I felt him rest a hand on my knee and I quickly pulled away, remembering that he was dating Pippa and also that the Marauders were watching.
“Ok, thanks. Bye,” I said quickly, jumping off the desk and turning away before he could say anything else.
I turned to go back to my friends but froze instantly when I saw that there was an addition to our group.
Oh dear… this is not good.
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