Lily Evans (
lilium_evansiae) wrote2011-06-28 08:08 pm
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19 October 1976, Hogwarts Library
There's another faint burst of giggling from the stacks to her left, and Lily looks up from her essay (two rolls of parchment on the effect of the stage of the moon on medicinal potions), again, annoyed.
People are trying to work here.
And yes, there's a time-honored Hogwarts tradition of flirting and even stealing a kiss or two in the library, but Black and Perdita are taking it to ridiculous extremes.
But then, that's been the theme of their whole relationship, hasn't it? Ridiculous extremes.
Lily takes a breath, counts to ten and turns her attention back to her essay.
The new moon frequently has a beneficial effect on ...
More giggling, the thud of a book hitting the floor, and a 'whoops.'
Lily takes another breath, and tries to resist the temptation to go hex them both into some time next month.
People are trying to work here.
And yes, there's a time-honored Hogwarts tradition of flirting and even stealing a kiss or two in the library, but Black and Perdita are taking it to ridiculous extremes.
But then, that's been the theme of their whole relationship, hasn't it? Ridiculous extremes.
Lily takes a breath, counts to ten and turns her attention back to her essay.
The new moon frequently has a beneficial effect on ...
More giggling, the thud of a book hitting the floor, and a 'whoops.'
Lily takes another breath, and tries to resist the temptation to go hex them both into some time next month.
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On it is a note.
It reads, should Lily unfold it:
L,
Are you as annoyed as I am right now?
JP
Two or three tables over, James is working on his Charms homework. Remus and Peter are sitting across the table from him, noses buried in their own assignments.
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J,
Possibly even more than that.
Do watch out -- you're between the lovebirds and Amity Root. You could wind up in the line of fire, if it turns out she's as annoyed as we are.
L
P.S. Showoff.
But there's really no denying the lion was impressive. Both the folding and the animating.
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Remus looks up inquiringly. He glances from James to the note in his hands, then rolls his eyes and returns to his work.
James grabs his quill again and writes back.
The note returned to her is a slightly less complex origami figure; it's a small parchment-coloured sailboat this time.
L
I think I can handle Amity Root.
I don't think I can handle the lovebirds.
Why they choose the library to do things, I don't know.
I'm actually trying to work this time.
JP
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I don't know, either, but I'm ready to start using them for practicing Silencing Charms.
How much longer can this last? It's got completely beyond ridiculous.
L
Her paper is folded like an envelope this time, and opens itself after landing in front of him.
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"— I already told you," Sirius is saying, failing to keep his voice low, "it was nothing. I just couldn't spend time with you that night. I made it up to you, didn't I?"
James glances across the table. Remus and Peter meet his gaze.
Then he looks a few tables over to where Lily is.
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She meets his glance, and is about to roll her eyes and shrug, when Perdita's voice cuts across the library.
"But you won't even tell me where you were, Sirikins!"
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James, still maintaining eye contact with Lily, presses his lips together. He obviously looks like he's trying not to laugh.
Remus lets out a soft breath.
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Behind James, Amity Root has narrowed her eyes to slits and is no doubt about to start turning an annoyed shade of purple.
"But ... but ... you said you thought it was sweet!" Perdita objects.
Lily brings her hand up to cover her mouth.
'Sweet' and 'Sirius Black' are concepts that really don't go together.
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James quickly glances from Lily to his mates, then back again.
Anyone else currently in the library slowly starts to tune into this very interesting situation.
After all, they aren't exactly being discreet about it, are they?
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"You lied to me? You lied to me?
"What else have you been lying about, Sirius Black?"
Well, at least that seems to be the end of 'Sirikins'.
She hopes.
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James closes his textbook.
It's clear he's not going to get any work done.
"Bloody hell," Sirius continues, "why've you got to be so sensitive?"
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Madam Pince looks up from her desk.
Lily does a bit of rapid calculation.
There are three empty chairs at her table and one at James'.
Either way, they're in all in danger of being abruptly joined by a disgruntled roommate any moment.
Lily sweeps her things into her bag, gets up, and crosses to the empty chair next to James.
"You don't mind, do you?
"Safety in numbers, right?"
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(His heart does a little flip of something akin to glee.)
Remus and Peter glance up.
"Hello, Lily," Remus says, before adding, amused, "just another quiet day in the library, hmm?"
"— what kind of bollocks is that? You're 'supposed to be sensitive'? If I wanted a bloody sensitive girlfriend, I could've been dating Maria Cathersides."
(AKA the Girl Who Cries About Everything.)
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"If you want to date Bloody Maria Bloody Cathersides then she can bloody have you, if she'd bloody take a wanker like you!" Perdita says. "Because I am through with you, Sirius."
Madam Pince gets up and heads over toward the stacks.
Amity Root looks ready to explode.
Lily looks from Remus to Peter to James.
"D'you suppose there's any chance she means it this time?"
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The entire library, in fact, goes dead silent. (Even more silent than it usually is, with Amity Root around.)
"Bloody fucking hell, Perdita!" Sirius booms. It's clear he doesn't give a fig for their current location. "Yeah, well I've been through with you from the second week of this ridiculous farce!"
"I — yeah, I think so," James says.
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"This. Is. A. Library," Madam Pince says, reaching the end of the row.
Lily exchanges a glance with James.
Somebody's in trouble.
(Sirius might have wanted to give a fig for their location after all. Madam Pince has rarely looked so livid.)
"Fifty points from Gryffindor," she continues, "and I will see both of you for detention tomorrow at seven o'clock."
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James can imagine the look on his best mate's face, and tries not to laugh from where he is.
He shrugs at Lily.
Seconds later, Remus shuts his book with a quiet fwomp and gets to his feet.
"Well, I'm going to go back to the Common Room now," he says, as though this is any normal day at the library for him.
James is almost entirely impressed.
"Good night, everyone. I'll see you in Herbology in the morning."
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Peter Pettigrew watches him for a second, then looks over at James and Lily and closes his book, too.
"I'm going to go with Remus," he says, standing. "Good night."
(It's hardly wonderfully subtle, but then, subtle is hardly the theme of the evening.)
"Out!" Madam Pince is saying, now chasing Perdita and Black out of the stacks. "Out! Both of you!"
The people at the other tables alternately try to look involved in their work, or watch with unconcealed interest as the no longer couple leaves.
Lily watches them go, and then turns back to James as the door closes behind them and the library gradually returns to its pre-break-up-in-the-Transfiguration-section calm.
"So," she says, after a second, "should I put in a good word for him with Maria Cathersides?"
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"Merlin's beard, that was — honestly, I can't even come up with a proper response right now."
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Amity Root glares at them, and Lily smiles back at her.
"I think it's over, this time."
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(He completely ignores Amity Root.)
"Yeah," he says, clearing his throat and straightening. "I think so, too. That's going to be the talk of the school tomorrow."
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She nods toward the door, where a pair of Hufflepuff third years are leaving, deep in conversation, no doubt off to tell everyone they know what just happened in the library.
"Cliona will be so sorry she missed it."
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"Blimey. That was quite the break-up."
Probably as entertaining as James imagines his own break-up to Coco Burwell must have been to anyone who wasn't him.
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And then she frowns.
"Do you think they've started fighting over the Common Room yet?
"Peril of dating someone from your own House, you know?"
When you break up, it's much harder to retreat to your own corners.
(Lily doesn't know, technically. She's gone out with a Hufflepuff and a Ravenclaw, to date. But she's seen it often enough.)
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