"Now students," Flitwick began, "The key to using the spell Alarte Ascebdare, is to aim your wand exactly at the object you wish to fly. For example."
He pulled out a small, strawberry tart and set it on the demonstration table so we could all see from our seats that surrounded the class room. He pointed his wand at it and spoke the spell clearly. The tart shot straight up in the air and hovered for a moment before it fell to the table again.
"Well, that's the main idea students. So if you would please take out your wands and practice that. Any questions?" He said stepping behind his desk, about to sit down in his chair piled with three spell books. No one responded so he nodded, satisfied with himself.
I pulled out my wand and looked at the wizard hat in front of me. I pointed my wand straight at it, and opened my lips to speak before I was interrupted.
"Oy! Evans!" James was leaning over three desks, loud whispering.
"What do you want?" I asked irritably.
"Meet me at the Quittage pitch after class." He responded.
"No!" I whispered back.
"Because I said so!"
"Why do you say so?" He was smirking at me. I hate it when he smirks.
"Because-" I stammered, looking for an explanation. I looked at Marlee. "Because I already have plans with Marlee!"
He pondered this for a minute before speaking.
"Hey Marlee!" James called across the classroom.
She was maybe seven seats away from me and twice that for James. She flipped her hair in his direction and looked at him.
"What?" She asked.
"You got plans with Evans after class today?"
"No.....I don't think so anyways." She looked at me, slightly confused.
"Hey Evans, good news! I think your schedule just cleared up!" James said smiling.
I rolled my eyes and turned away.
"Don't forget!" He called.
"How can I when you badger me every few seconds?" I growled.
We were sharing charms with Huffelpuffs today so I was next to a timid boy named Stanley Appleweed. He had curly blonde hair and brown eyes, although they didn't stand out due to the amount of freckles all over his skin. Maybe a million freckles dotted his skin.
"You seemed annoyed with him." He said to me.
"Who, James?" I asked.
"Eh. He tries to hard but, I don't know." I said trying to focus on the wizard hat.
"What do you mean you don't know?" He leaned in a little closer.
I gave him a guarded look before slowly answering.
"I guess he's cool."
"Yes, he's um, very handsome."
"Really? You think so?"
"Yeah, I mean," I looked at James to see him messing with Sirius' hat, "Just look at him."
He was quiet a moment before saying triumphantly, "You like him!"
"What? No! Well, I mean...."
"You do! You really do!"
"Hey, hold on! Who do you even think you are, telling me who I do and don't like?! Have we ever even spoken before?" I said louder than I expected.
"That a girl Evans! You put him in his place!" James said winking.
I groaned and went back to practicing the spell. Did I like him? Yes, well I did like him when he wasn't an idiot. Which was almost all the time. But, he did have a relatively civil side sometimes. Sometimes.
After class I went with Marlee to potions, which we would be sharing with Slytherins. Not exactly the best day so far.
"I'm telling you Sirius, she's crazy about me." I heard James boasting, making sure I could hear him.
"Who are you talking about, James? You grandmother?" I retorted back.
"Oooooh James, she got you!" Sirius said.
"Yeah! Really good!" Peter said smiling and laughing.
James just winked at me.
"No, Evans. I was taking about you."
I scowled at him.
"What makes you think that?" I spat.
"Well," he pulled out a picture from his pocket, "mainly because you squealed to all the girls in your dorm about how I kissed you on the cheek in this Polaroid."
"Where did you get that?" I roared.
"Oh, just a little birdy told me about it. That and I have a copy of the picture." I said it in almost a singsong tone.
Marlee gasped slightly.
"Elaine." She whispered under breath to me.
I stood there, beet red, in the middle of the hallway as James and his friends smiled and laughed at me. I turned away and grabbed Marlee's arm, pulling her with me down the hall.
"How could she do that?" I whispered demandingly.
"I don't know! But who else was in that room that would talk to either Sirius or James?"
"Jeannine?" Marlee asked.
"No," I scoffed, "She can't say anything. Her makeup clogs her mouth."
"Just try to forget it." Marlee suggested as we entered the freezing dungeon.
We were trying to make a proper killing potion today, you know, to kick off the year.
I couldn't focus when Professor Slughorn was explaining the processes and the dangers of liquid death. Not because of James and the others. Because of Severus. He was standing right next to me while we gathered around the demonstration cauldron.
"Y-you look l-lovel-ly." He sputtered in a whisper.
"Thank you." I responded plainly.
I tried to look at anything but Severus right now. So naturally, I looked at James.
He looked at me and pretended to choke himself. I smiled gave him an exhausted eye roll. He stuck his tongue out at me and I returned the gesture.
"You're stunning today." He mouthed from across the class room.
"I know." I mouthed back, flipping my hair and fluttering my eyes.
He smiled and chuckled.
He blew me a kiss but I pretended to wave it away. He gave me a mock pout and I rolled my eyes.
James looked away to talk to Lupin or something. When I turned away as well, I realized that Severus had been watching us the entire time. It was clear that there was hurt on his face.
"Why do you even like that jerk?" He hissed.
"Because he's nice to me." I snapped back.
"I was nice to you." I suggested.
"Up until the last part of our friendship." I spat.
I didn't look at him, but I knew that probably killed him.
He was quiet for a moment, giving me time to listen to Professor Slughorn about how it's imperative that we cut the beans.
"I miss you."
He was so pathetic looking. Between the hair, his skin, his expression, and his pleading words to me, he reminded me of a wounded puppy.
"Thanks." I gave a small and somewhat forced smile.
"I think about you all the time. When I'm walking, when I'm eating, when I'm doing homework, when I'm practicing spells, when I'm lying in bed-" He immediately blushed at how much he had revealed.
"Okay then, um-er that's great Severus. Really great." I said turning away slightly.
"Lily," he pleaded, "please give me a second chance. I- I-" His sallow skin made him look green. He stopped talking and broke out into a cold sweat that made his face look even shinier. He grabbed his stomach started breathing heavy.
"Sev, are you okay? You look like your gonna be sick." I said concerned.
"Lily, I lo-" His covered his mouth and his stomach started making weird noises.
"Lily please I just-"
"What?" I whispered urgently.
He moved his hand to speak, but ended up puking all over the front of him. His vomit spilled out of his mouth and all over the floor as well. I instinctively jumped back, only barely missing his vomit hitting me. The entire class shouted, "EWWWW!"
"Ew you creepo!"
"Look at his robes! How did he soil them that fast?!"
"He's gonna get puke everywhere!"
"I think he's gonna make me sick!"
He stood there in his own vomit, ashamed of himself. He looked at me but I looked away, unable to even look at him.
James had somehow appeared at my side.
He drew in a breath through his gritted teeth and tutted his tongue.
"Tut tut tut, what a shame."
"Really?" I asked him.
"What? It's kinda true."
"Come on, Mr. Snape. Let's get you to the hospital wing. In the meantime students, set up your cauldrons and do not start brewing anything until I return! Got it?"
He grunted and aimed his wand at the vomit. It magically soaked into the concrete floor and disappeared from sight and smell. Severus followed him out the door way and down the hall. Slughorn pointed his wand at the door and made it snap shut loudly, leaving us alone.
"Lily," Marlee said approaching me, "What happened?"
I explained everything to a number of people who kept asking me over and over again.
"She can't help it guys," James spoke over everyone, "Her fabulously good looks can intimidate anyone."
A few people laughed and Sirius slapped James on the back. Marlee stood next me and tossed a golden curl behind her shoulder.
"Flirt back." She egged into my ear.
"How do I flirt with him?" I whispered back.
She looked at him and immediately burst out into cute, little giggles. She held her hand up to my ear and breathed, "Laugh along."
I obeyed and started giggling. Sure enough, James looked my way and smiled a little.
"Ugh! You two are disgusting!" Bellatrix shouted.
"Oh well, looks like the party's over guys." Sirius announced to the class.
"Shut your mouth, you prick." She shot back.
"Hey!" James warned.
"Oooh, little Gryffindor here's got a spine." She used her finger to wrap a jet black curl of her hair around her finger.
"Now Bella, play nice." Lucius cooed, stepping forward.
She made some weird noises in her throat that sounded almost like a melody.
"Could try to contain your hormones, Potter? For once in your life?" Lucius spat.
"Back down, Malfoy." I growled.
As soon as the words escaped my lips, I wanted to pull them back. They weren't mine to say and this wasn't my fight.
Lucius cocked his head and squinted slightly. He opened his mouth to speak, but Bellatrix beat him to it.
"Would you just hold your tongue, you stupid mudblood!"
Some people gasped. Others snickered. I just stood there.
"Bitch!" Marlee screamed at her.
Bellatrix made a sour face and fired a spell at Marlee.
She deflected it just in time, before another was fired from Regulus' wand.
Those were the only two that fired, leaving us in whispers.
Sirius stepped in formally,'apologized' for having to endure the Slytherins.
He got a few laughs from the Gryffindors, but nothing from the Slytherins. Nothing.
Eventually, Slughorn returned without Severus and informed us all that he was in good hands.
The lesson went smoothly with no disruptions or any issues. And absolutely no one talked about what happened in class after Severus left. Not even the Slytherins.
James made it a point to hassle me about meeting him after classes though. Every spare minute he had was spent reminding me.
"Remember, Evans." He said as he stirred his cauldron.
"I know." I mumbled as I tried to cut the beans that kept jumping everywhere.
"Crush them." Marlee breathed in my ear as she scurried past my table.
She set down the stack of books she was carrying to the front of the class and passed me again.
"What?" I whispered.
"Crush. Them. With. The. Side. Of. The. Blade." She instructed.
"But it says to cut." I said pointing to the book.
"Miss Weasley," Slughorn said from his desk, "Is there a problem?"
"No professor. I was just heading back to my desk." She responded brightly.
I heaved a sigh and tried to crush the beans, which ended up working. I sprinkled the skin of the beans into the cauldron and pulled out my gilly weed that had to be chopped up into one inch length strings.
"Hey," James said, "How'd you cut the beans?"
"I crushed them." I said as I tried to focus on the the gilly weed that was crawling all over my desk.
"Evans, I may not be a potions master, but even I know that it says to cut. See?" He pointed to the words 'cut' on the page.
"I know, but Marlee told me to crush them." I insisted.
He was quiet for a minute before returning to trying to cut the beans.
After we all finished our potions, Professor Slughorn came around and drop a single maple leaf inn everyone's cauldrons to test us. Sirius' leaf caught fire and turned to smoke, which was incorrect. Marlee's dissolved into dust, which got her a C+. Elaine's just floated on the surface and Peter's turned into stone. Turns out everyone's failed miserably.
"I was expecting more from all of you." Slughorn said dissaprovingly. "Which is why I'm expecting three rolls of parchment on my desk by Thursday morning on how you can all improve this semester."
The class groaned and someone booed.
"That's what you get." Slughorn said simply.
Marlee marched up to me and blew a golden curl out of her eyes.
"I hate potions." She said pouting.
"Yeah, I'm so used to Severus giving me the answers that I realize that I sink." I said depressingly.
Elaine and Jennifer caught up with us in the hall and started complaining about potions as well.
"I mean, it's not our faults that we all suck at potions!" Jennifer said plumping up her lips a bit.
"Exactly." Elaine added as she tried to copy Jennifer.
"Now all we have to do is sit back and enjoy the smell of parchment." I added sarcastically.
They laughed and we walked down the halls to our next class.