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Move Along by Jaggy

Format: Novel
Chapters: 21
Word Count: 67,581
Status: WIP

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme

Genres: Drama, General, Romance
Characters: Dumbledore, Lupin, Snape, Sirius, Lily, James, Pettigrew, Skeeter, OtherCanon
Pairings: James/Lily, Sirius/Lily

First Published: 07/24/2006
Last Chapter: 01/12/2008
Last Updated: 01/12/2008

Summary:
A companionship and somewhat awkward relationship one year in the making, finally becomes official. But the secretive love of Lily and Sirius is turned upside down as Lily finds a new bond in none other than James. In their sixth year, how is the number one guy in Lily's life changed from Sirius Black to James Potter?



Chapter 21: The Running Rat || Posted January 12, 2008
-on hitus-


Chapter 15: The Lily Evans Twist

A/N: Sorry about the long wait. I am super busy, so expect another wait for chapter 16. Anyways, not much to report on this end except my heart monitor results came back and I am A-OK. :D Well read and enjoy!

~Jaggy~







"Look, Lily, it's not a forever thing, I just..." James trailed off looking over the Quiddich Pitch, trying to find the words to explain his anger for Sirius. Lily watched patiently, her legs dangling off the side of the railing up in the stands. "I need to gather my thoughts, you know? I mean, the fight isn't so much about you, well, it is a bit, but mostly it's about him lying to me...he's my best friend in the world, I just...need some time."

Lily nodded in understanding; she was silent for a moment as she looked down at her shoes. She carefully noted that they would need to be retied sometime soon.

"To be honest," she said carefully, looking over at James who had his back against the railing she was sitting on. "I would have probably yelled at me, if I were in your shoes."

She saw another shadow of a smile cross James' face. They had been talking for a half hour or so; most of their conversation had been on lighter things. Memories of when they did get along, but finally the conversation had turned to Sirius and Lily and their relationship and how James was really handling it.

"Oh I wanted to, part of me still does," he replied shrugging. "I just…can't. You're Lily Evans, the girl I've always just wanted to be with. You wanted to tell me, you just wanted to protect Sirius...and I can't be angry with you for that."

Lily didn't respond to that, instead she turned around to look up the stands as James was doing. There was a pregnant silence between them, not awkward, but it was not comfortable either.

"I dunno if Black tells you this," Lily resisted the urge to ask James not to refer to Sirius as 'Black', "but I really do care for you, Lily. I mean...if I could truly have one thing in this world it would be to spend time with you...talking about things other than you picking Sirius over me. You're beautiful Lily, and not just on the outside..."

The pale skin on Lily's cheeks reddened at James' words, and she felt the blood rushing in her ears. Something told her that if she'd felt guilty before, that feeling was going to increase a tenfold.

"When I first realized I had a crush on you, Evans, I fought it so hard. I remember thinking there was no way I could like someone like you," he continued, unaware of Lily's discomfort. Or aware, and uncaring. "You were a righteous little brat who ruined all of mine and Sirius' fun. It was like fraternizing with the enemy. And then I realized part of the reason I always made sure we made a lot of noise when we did stupid things was because I knew it was the only way you would be willing to give me any sort of attention...and you're so cute when you're angry."

"Thanks James," she said dryly, snapped out of her increasingly guilty feelings for the denial of how strong James' feelings for her were. He flashed her a coy grin for a moment before he returned to his solemn monologue.

"Then I just...didn't care anymore. I wanted you, and you wanted anyone but me...even Sirius," James added the last bit bitterly, and he kicked at the ground, hard. Lily gave him a sympathetic look, her eyes sorrowful. "Do you love him?"

Taken aback by the sudden question, Lily felt herself freeze for a moment. James looked over at her, and his sad hazel eyes eased her as she thought about his question.

Did she love Sirius? She had thought she loved him last year, she knew that much. Loved him enough to sleep with him, and when he turned her away for the sake of James, and she was able to walk away with her pride merely battered a bit, she realized that while love him she might, she could do without. And she certainly never thought about the subject much. When her friends talked about fairy tale endings and their princes coming to sweep them off their feet, she usually tuned them out. She was always fond of the idea that her 'Prince Charming' would be swept away with her just as much as she was with him. When asked, she would merely comment that it will happen when it happens, and she felt no need to rush the process a long.

"I imagine I do," she answered James honestly. "The true question then lies into whether or not I am in love with him. It certainly takes very little energy to love someone, but I presume the question that you are truly asking me is if I feel he's the one for me?"

James looked hurt at Lily's initial answer, but his face grew curious as she continued to speak. She smiled lightly as James nodded in affirmation to her adjustment of his question.

"Don't be silly," she responded. "I'm sixteen; I can't possibly know who I'm going to end up with. If it's Sirius, great, if it's someone else then that's great too. I mean, I've got my whole life a head of me, James. I'm not going to put it on hold for a boyfriend...I mean I love Sirius, but when I decide that I am in love with him, I've gotta tell him before I tell you, you know?"

"You haven't told him you loved him?"

"Once," she smiled sadly. "But he said he loved you more, and I was going to have to wait. So next time, he's going to have to tell me first."

"He hasn't told you that he loves you?" James seemed beyond belief, and Lily smirked as he tried to wrap his mind around what in the world would prevent someone from telling her that she was loved.

"Not yet, but I know he does."

"How?"

"He was willing to risk you, not something that I believe he would do for just anyone."

James took this into consideration, his brows knitted in deep thought. Lily watched him purse his lips a bit and behind his glasses his eyes were watching his thumbs, which were wrestling nervously. It was curious, in Lily's experience, to see James Potter fidget.

"So you want me to forgive him," he said, his tone unreadable. It wasn't a question, but a statement. Lily didn't answer him, but he seemed to catch the meaning. "I don't like it. I don't like it a bit, and I'm not saying it'll be instant...but I'll be willing to try again...but promise me a few more days to steam...I don't want to explode at him again by accepting his apologies too soon."




Lily was tuning out whatever it was that Peter was telling James and Remus. Sirius' hand was cold in hers as he and James worked hard not to look at one another. She flared her nostrils. So while her conversation with James sounded promising, there was no progress being made just yet...save for the fact that Sirius and James were now willing to sit within ten feet of one another.

A warm breath suddenly tickled Lily's ear, and a knowing smile crept up Lily's lips as she shied away from Sirius' sudden affection. She looked over at him, catching her favorite spark in his eye. He tilted his head towards the Entrance Hall; that smirk on his face. Lily's eyes lit up, he hadn't been in a mood like this since James found out, and she was more than happy to appease such a mood. He stood up and she was soon to follow, but Peter didn't seem to catch on.

"Hey, where are you two going?"

Sirius froze, looking much like a dog who had just disobeyed his master. Lily saw James furiously stab at his food, and stealing angry glares at Peter for pointing it out. Remus had an almost amused grin on his face. Stupid Marauders.

"To study," Lily lied smoothly. But it seemed Peter's words had successfully shut Sirius down, because he took his seat again. An odd, almost smirking smile crossed Peter's face for the briefest of seconds.

"No, no," Sirius shook his head. "It can wait."

Irritated, Lily sat back down with almost a huff, as she looked over at Sirius for his retreat. Peter passed them drinks.

"Don't sweat it, Lils—"

"Don't call me Lils."

"He bails on studying with us all the time."

Lily shot Peter a look, and he shrugged, smiling all the same. Lily took her goblet from him while Sirius gave his an empty look. Peter wasn't that stupid, she knew. As many times as she was certain that Sirius had used the excuse of studying before, she knew he knew better. Annoyed and disappointed, Lily downed her pumpkin juice in one swig, earning a short-lived applause from Remus and Peter, as Sirius and James were still refusing to look at her.

"Thanks," she added sarcastically to them, before her mind felt oddly clouded, and the cup in her hand fell to the floor with a resounding clash. She could hear Sirius asking her if she was alright, his face looking worried. She never noticed Peter smirking when all eyes were on her, or Remus and James joining Sirius' examination of her. She could hear some friends of hers squeaking in the background.

"What's happening to her?"

And as quickly as the feeling of weakness passed, Lily was sitting up again. Her eyes met Sirius' first, he had her in his arms, and his brows were furrowed with concern. She pulled away from him, suddenly feeling vile. She stood up and pulled away from all three of the boys surrounding her, a sudden look of wild terror in her eyes.

"Lily?" James stepped forward, extending an arm to her, she pulled away, never letting his hand touch her, still looking horrified. "Lily what's wrong?"

She shook her head, her face twisting into an expression of repulsion.

"What's wrong?" she hissed, glaring at the two black haired boys before her. "I'm wrong...you're wrong. Everything's wrong! I can't believe I didn't see it before."

"What are you talking about?" Sirius asked, bewildered. "Is this about the fight? Lily, we'll get over it!"

Like a mood swing from Hell, Lily rounded on Sirius, her temper flaring. She went from mild repulsion to extreme fury, her eyes blazing through a slightly clouded exterior. A feral snarl encased her lips before she spoke.

"It's not about your silly fight!" she roared. "It's about the fact that I was ever stupid enough to date you! Or even to be friends with boys like the four of you!"

All four Marauders looked at each other, bewildered and hurt. Remus stepped forward this time looking at her timidly. The Hall had gone quite at her voice. Lily didn't care, her heart was racing and her mind becoming all the more clouded.

"Lily...you're not yourself."

"Don't tell me what I am, Lupin! You can't even tell anyone what you are," she hissed, Remus pulled away, astonished.

A wildfire of whispers filled the Hall as Lily's calculating eyes tried to figure how to best escape the attention of the Marauders. A new voice, one that brought a satisfied smirk to Lily's mouth, joined the group.

"Don't tell me she's gone and lost her mind at last," a smooth voice cut in. Sirius and James swung around, both glaring at the source. Severus Snape stepped forward, casting a glittering sort of leer at the Gryffindors surrounding Lily. "Had to happen eventually, what girl in her right mind would date Sirius Black?"




Sirius felt his blood boil as Snape walked up. This had to be his fault. Whatever was wrong with Lily, it just had to be. Why else would he be there? He was about to respond when someone else did for him.

"None," it was Lily, and she stepped forward, walking towards Snape. There was a strange note in her voice that Sirius did not like at all when it was aimed towards anyone that wasn't him. "No girl in her right mind would date Sirius Black."

The taunting grin on Snape's face was infuriating. Sirius would have moved if it wasn't for the fact that he was too busy gaping at the scene in front of him with absolute shock. The whole Hall, it seemed, was sitting in a state of disbelief. Everyone, that is, but Snape.

"Is that so?" he smirked, never looking at Lily but altering his gaze between Sirius and James. "Why the change of heart then, Evans? I thought you adored Black."

"I did," she answered, her voice oddly calm. "But now...now the world makes sense. It's not him I adore. I hate all Marauders, they're bullies."

"Not him?" that wicked smirk growing all the wider as his black eyes locked in on Sirius' grey ones. The pure spite emitting from Snape was impossible to miss, and Sirius suddenly felt as though he knew where this was going. "Why not?"

"Because," she shrugged simply, and Sirius felt as though he were going to be sick at the look she was giving Snape. It was not a look that Lily gave anyone, not even him. Her eyes were wide, and dull, but her face shown as though absolutely enthralled by what she saw. Like her mind, her brilliant, deep, and loving mind, could focus on nothing else, that it knew nothing else. He shuttered, this was not Lily Evans, this was Severus Snape's first ever mind slave. She slipped her small, delicate hand into Snape's awkward one. "I'm in love with you."

There was a collective intake of breath through the Hall. From the corner of his eye, Sirius could see a professor or two making their way towards the scene, but they were being blocked by students trying to watch. Snape pulled his hand from Lily's, a look of faux disgust on his face. He sneered at her.

"Keep your filth away from me," he snarled. "Disgusting Mudblood."

If it registered with Lily at all what Snape said to her, she didn't show it. She continued looking at him with that absent adoration, and Sirius truly wished to be sick. James, on the other hand, seemed to be snapping back to reality.

"What have you done to her!?" he roared suddenly, pulling his wand out and aiming it at Snape.

"Mr. Potter! Put that wand down," McGonagall had managed to pull through the crowds. James did no such thing, but was glaring viciously at Snape. Snape, however, seemed far from intimidated.

"You love me Evans? Prove it," he hissed under his breath at Lily. McGonagall, who was still a good ten strides from the group did not hear it.

Sirius watched with a sort of twisted fascination as Lily turned from facing Snape to facing him and James. An odd grin was on her face as she walked between the two of them. Even McGonagall seemed like a deer in headlights at the strange attitude emitting from Lily.

"And what shall I do to them?" she said, her voice very articulate over the eerily quiet Hall. She flicked her wand and muttered something under her breath and Sirius felt his robes tighten and his shaggy hair fly up in...he pulled on it...ribbons? He glanced over at James, who was now in something akin to a dress, his shorter hair in various and vibrant colors. "Humiliate them?" She muttered something else and the two boys were back in their normal robes, but with a flash, they were strung in the air by their ankles. Lily walked between them, that odd smile on her face.

"Hurt them?" She flicked her wand again, and Sirius heard James slam against the wall. He released a select few curse words as they both dropped to the ground. Another flick and both were pinned to the wall face up. Lily walked up to James, pressing herself to him, locking her eyes with his, her smirk growing. Sirius saw James tense, and he once more felt ill at the sight. "Taunt them?"

"Lily?" Sirius voiced at last, drawing her teasing eyes from James to Sirius. She smiled, pealing herself from James and walking over to Sirius. She ran a tiny finger down his cheek, and Sirius suppressed his chills from it. "Lily, what is going on with you?"

Her previous poker-like face broke into another of her newly adopted smiles. Her nail nicked his cheek, drawing blood, and he blinked, stunned, as she pulled away from him. She circled Snape, looking over his shoulder at the two boys on the wall, her emerald eyes large.

"Me? Why, I'm paying my end of your blackmail, Black," she laughed. "This is the effect of my potion, the one I made for Snape to keep Potter from knowing your dirty little secret...the Amortentia, with the Lily Evans twist."

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