How It All Began
2. The Marauders
How It All Began: Chapter Two
The Marauders
A/N: I'll put up the first three chapters of this now, and then wait till I put up the other ones.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
James was daydreaming right in the middle of a prefects' meeting. At the start of the meeting, he had done well not looking at Lily for prolonged periods of time. Unfortunately, he could only keep that up for so long, and the meeting was not moving along all that quickly.
He was looking at her perfect skin, which glowed milky-white, just like an incandescent pearl. He was looking at her perfect eyes, which glowed with a brilliant shade of green, overpowering even the most luscious emeralds. He was looking at her perfect hair, which cascaded down her back in magnificent red curls. Her whole self was perfect! Or at least, he thought it was.
They were in a prefects' meeting the second week of school and James was already bored of this whole Head Boy business. All he did was meetings, meetings, and more meetings. He needed to spice up his life with some pranks! Unfortunately, someone wouldn't let him.
Sirius just said that he was being a baby.
That someone snapped him out of his reverie by waving a hand in front of him. He jumped, causing some of the prefects to laugh. He scowled back at them, causing them to look away quickly.
"So, our Head Boy having some trouble paying attention?" Lily asked. It seemed that, instead of being angry with him, she was slightly amused. This caused him to scowl again. He would never understand her. This time, however, his scowl had no effect. Lily just smiled and tapped her fingers on her desk, awaiting a response. James, for a few seconds, refused to indulge her, but couldn't keep it up for long.
"I was paying attention. I'm a good little boy. And besides, this Prefects' meeting is really boring,” he whined, but then stopped because he realized he sounded like a little boy trying to get his mother to buy him cockroach clusters. "Right, okay, what'd I miss?" Lily laughed this time, instead of just smiling.
"Look around you. While you were doing your 'whiny, spoilt little boy' interpretation, everybody left. The meeting's over."
James groaned. How was he ever going to get on Lily's good side now? Well, he thought since I screwed this one up, she wont mind that much if I do a couple of pranks, would she? Sirius had been trying to get James to do some pranks since the opening feast, but Lily was having none of it.
That girl was psychic.
Lily and James got up, and straightened the desk in the charms classroom, which they had been using as the place for their meetings, since Dumbledore hadn't quite opened the official Prefects' meeting room. Lily didn't talk, but James tried to.
"Hey, Lily?" he asked.
"What?" she snapped back.
Man, she sure changes tempers quickly, James thought. "I'm sorry," he said, trying to sound as sincere as possible.
"No you're not," she said, and shook her head, letting her shining red hair cover her face slightly, and walked out of the classroom. James ran after her, trying desperately to get her attention, but she was having none of it.
"Go away Potter."
"Why?" he asked, not bothering to check his whine this time.
"Because Potter, I only talk to people who have grown up."
He slowed to a walk, his head hanging. He would never get her. At least not at this rate. She has too many prejudices against me. But wait...I think I have an idea...At that, James walked up to the common room and began to formulate his plan.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Later that night, Lily was busy attempting to do her small mountain of homework, while at the same time trying to pretend that Sirius Black, planner of all bad and mischievous doings (well, co planner anyway), didn't exist. At that moment, he was terrifying a load of bright third years into doing his homework for him. Really, he was even worse than Potter. Even worse that he's a womanizer, she thought. At least Potter has no clue how to talk to women.
Finally, though, she had had enough. She stood up, knocking the table with her homework on it over, causing a loud crash. This caused Sirius to look over.
"Black," she said menacingly, "or should I call you padfoot? I think its time you did your own homework for a change." At that, Blacks face drained of color, and he nodded in agreement, surprising Lily. She had heard Potter and Lupin use that nickname for him before, when she was evidently not supposed to be listening, and she had wondered if it had any meaning. Evidently, it did, and she wondered what...
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
James and Sirius were both sitting on Sirius' four-poster bed. It was about midnight, but neither was tired, and they had both been saying nothing for awhile, James cleaning his broom and Sirius picking at some lint on his pyjama trousers. Finally, Sirius decided to breach the silence.
"James, mate," said Sirius.
"Yeah?" said James, not bothering to look up.
"I think...well...I think that Lily might know about us."
At this, James' head shot up. "What?"
"Yeah, she called me padfoot earlier. We only use that when we're alone. How could she know it when she doesn't know about us?"
James shrugged, seeming to not be entirely paying attention to the conversation. "Maybe she just heard us when we thought there was no one around. Besides, no one has strange nicknames without a reason. She probably thought that it meant something and decided to see if it did by using it on you. Judging by your worries, I'm guessing that you gave her the idea that they do mean something."
Sirius was not reassured. "Maybe. But James?"
"Yeah?"
"If you know all that, then you spend way too much time thinking about how Lily thinks.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
A/N: Well, folks, that's another chapter! And I'm sorry that these first ones are so short! Thanks, bye. Review!
Crystaltambaia
Chapter Three Preview:
“B-but wait!” she said, sputtering, “doesn't that mean you have to spend the weekend with your all time enemy?”
Her bad weekend had gotten much, much worse.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~
“Knowing what that class contains, I probably will vomit,” said Alice, voicing Lily's exact thoughts.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Edited: 1/16/05 A/N: Please review!
Crystaltambaia
Text from the Wayback Machine's capture of the site, 16 February 2005.