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Chapter Seven

Patches of bright, blue sky were beginning to appear over the castle turrets. But the evidence of the approaching summer didn't calm or clear Lily's perplexed thoughts. Almost all fifth years were done more than half of their O.W.L examinations; and Lily was quite sure she had gotten more A's than she had O's. And the thought of having decided to break up with Marcus didn't make anything any easier.

Marcus was great. He was great academically, he was involved in sports, he respected her, had a great personality, had a decent, normal, family, and on top of all that, he was very, very good looking. So why did Lily want to break up with the ideal boyfriend ? It took her time to think about why she intended to go seperate ways with Marc. And she had figured out why. At least she thought she did.

Lily felt as if she was using Marcus. Of course, she liked him. But not on the stage that she wanted to be in a serious relationship with him. She knew that when they were together, they didn't exactly 'click' like a boyfriend or girlfriend were supposed too, so why bother staying with him? He was like a pair of jeans that didn't quite fit; and now, Lily felt like he wasn't even comfortable to wear anymore. It sounded rude, and mean. But it was the truth. Besides, ever since the holidays had ended, they had drifted.


Lily jumped slightly as her train of thought broke. "Marc ! Hi . . . you scared me a little."

He smiled slightly, "Sorry."

"That's . . okay." There was an odd silence between the two. Then Lily spoke, "I guess you're probably wondering why I asked you to meet me here?"

He looked at her and chuckled, "I think I have an idea."

She furred a brow. He did ? "You do?"

"I think I do."

"Oh . . . well then . . what do you think the reason is ?"

"Correct me if I'm wrong, and if I am wrong, I really don't mean anything by it." Then he raised his brow questioningly, "You want to break up with me ?"

"I . . . I do." She studdered. Breaking up was harder than she thought. No one could blame her for being so nervous. This was, afterall, her first time breaking up with someone. "But we can still be friends right ?"

He smiled, and she smiled back.

"Of course we can," Marcus stuck out his hand, "Friends ?"

"Friends." She agreed, taking his hand in hers, and her smile broadened.

This was one of the things that made her so attracted to Marcus; he was so understanding. You could tell him anything, and he'd understand completely.

"So, if you don't mind me asking," she asked abruptly, "How did you know I - I well . . . wanted to break up with you ?"

He shrugged and began walking up back to the castle, Lily followed, "I dunno. Well, okay, so I do know. But you can't take this the wrong way."

She nodded.

"You kind of acted different after Christmas. I owled you, and you never replied. I went looking for you on the train, and I think you were trying to avoide me. And when we came back to school, we never really did hang out like we used to, we didn't even talk like we used too. I don't know what happened, but you looked really confused and stressed about something. And to be honest, I never had the courage to end anything, or to ask you what was wrong."

Lily slowed her pace and came to a delaying stop. She thought about it for a second. And all of what he had just said was true. The reason he only owled once was because she never really did reply, and she never really went looking for him on the train, or at school. So it was her fault that their relationship ambled.

"I'm sorry. I really am sorry Marcus. I never really meant to do those things. I didn't mean to put you through anything. I wasn't . . in my right mind at the time." She apologized as she jogged to catch up with him.

He smiled again, "Don't worry about it. At least we're friends now, right ?"

Lily nodded and smiled weakly.

* * * *

The next morning, it took Lily a while to figure out why she felt so miserable. Then she remembered, and groaned quietly to herself. She squinted at her surroundings, and recognized the room she was in to be the Gryffindor's girls' dorms. She looked through the transparent hangings at the mumbling heap of blanketed Abbey on the bed beside her; and then at the clock that was on her night table. It was only six fourty - six a.m. on a Saturday.

She buried her face into her pillow, upset that she couldn't get back to sleep.

What made her so upset was how she didn't even know how she had been sabotaging her own life. How could she, Lily Evans, not know that her worst enemy was her own thoughts and feelings ? And when she thought about it, it had all started after her little encounter with James.

As soon as she finished washing her face, and brushing her teeth, Lily then put on her robe and headed down towards the common room. Little did she know that she wouldn't be alone; there, sitting in the crimson leather armchair, was no other than James Potter himself.

"Evans," he said, clearly surprised, "What are you doing down here?"

She wrapped her arms around her chest, "Am I not allowed to be down in the Gryffindor common room ?"

He frowned, "No. I mean - yes, you're allowed. To be down here, I mean."

She nodded, and clutched her arms tighter towards her. Should she speak to him ? She wanted too. And she knew she had too. She wanted to say she was sorry for acting like a jerk. But she didn't know how he'd take it.


He looked up at her, "Ye`?"

She swallowed and managed to squeak out, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" James furred his brow. What was she sorry about ?

"Yeah, for treating you like dung after what . . . happened. I was the one who started everything, and I didn't even bother to put up with it. So I guess I just didn't want to let it get to me. You're the last person who I'd want to get under my skin. I guess I was in denial."

He smiled sympathetically then chuckled. This was such a typical Lily Evans' move. "Don't worry Lily."

She smiled and looked down for a brief moment, "Can . . . Can everything just go back to normal again ? Can't we just forget everything, and go back to what we've always been doing ? I know it may sound harsh, James. But I can't deal with any big changes in my life right now. Especially now that the O.W.L's are finally here."

James just stared. So it would be back to normal; she would attempt to avoid him, and he was set to keep chasing after her ? Was it worth it ? Could he take it ?

"Don't take it personal, James," she said, "I didn't know what mess a small kiss could've done to me. I'm sure you're as confused as I am . . . "

He licked his lips, "Yeah . . confused."

"You . . don't have to forget anything. But just don't remind me. Don't make me think about it. I broke up with Marcus because I kissed you, and I can't even study properly anymore. I just need to get my head off that incident."

His eyes slightly widened. She broke up with Marcus because of a quick kiss that they had shared ? A kiss that lasted approximately a second long ? One thing was for sure, James had some sort of . . . power over Lily. Not in a way where he could boss her around and take this 'power' for granted, but in a way where his actions affected her. And it affected her rather seriously.

"Everything is just going by so fast, I just need to calm down. I just want things to slow down."

"I understand," James said thoughtfully. He agreed; besides, it was better to have things back to normal than to have everything seem so messed up and out of order.


He smiled at her, "Of course I do, Lily. Don't worry about it."

She smiled, "Thank you, Potter. Really." Lily paused, "So . . we're back to normal ?"

He smirked playfully, "As soon as I start asking you out on dates, and as soon as you begin to reject every single one of my gracious offers, then that's when you'll know that everything is back to normal."

She chuckled, and nodded, then made her way back up the staircase.

James watched her every move, and took it all in. As soon as she was out of sight, he sighed. Back to normal ? That was good. It had to be good. Normal was always good . . . right ?

* * * *

"Italy ?!"

Abbey nodded happily, "Yeup. Vicktor invited me over. He's there on an internship."

Lily groaned, "It's not faiiiiir, you get to soak in some sun rays, while I'm at home worrying about my O.W.L marks, and listening to Petunia suck up to her fat lard of a boyfriend, Vernon."

Abbey laughed, "My condolences."

"But you will write me as soon as you set foot in Italy, right?"

"Oh yeah," Abbey said, "I'll owl you some pictures of the cuties on the beaches too." She winked.

Lily chuckled.

"Oh !" Abbey cried suddenly, "Did you hear about the new fanclubs ?"

"Fanclubs?" Lily raised a brow.

"Yup," she nodded, "James Potter Fanclub, and Sirius Black Fanclub. It's rather sad, actually. Those girls really have no lives."

Lily laughed. Fanclubs ? She couldn't be serious. "You're not joking ? Are you ?"

Abbey raised her arms, showing that she wasn't crossing any fingers, "I swear on pain of death that I'm not telling lies. I heard it from Amy Kinley in Ravenclaw, who's bestfriends with Gianne McNicoll, who's in James' little group of groupies. She told me of both the 'clubs'. I didn't beleive it either, at first. Until I overheard one of their meetings. Gosh, it still gives me shivers. They're really obsessed."

Lily snorted.

It was the end of the year and all of the Hogwarts students were on the train ride back home. Lily and Abbey were in a compartment alone. For most of the ride, they talked and reminisced about their fifth year at Hogwarts. And for some short moments, they chatted about what they thought would happen in their sixth. They were afraid, yet excited what the next term would bring.


Author's Note ; YAY ! end of fifth year. Beginning of the sixth is the next chapter. And I will not be writing about THIS paricular summer, because it's boring. Nothing much happens ( NOTE : "Nothing much" ). =D Aren't you excited ? I'm VURY excited ( ahaha. vury. see ? i'm so excited that my spelling skills have gone haywire [ even though there wasn't much 'skill' LOL. ]. ). HOORAY. R&R. please and thank you !!

Disclaimer ; I own nothing of J.K. Rowling's geniusly thought out creatures, characters, places, items, ETC. I only own what J.K. does not take credit for. = )

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