Chapter 1-Taking A Stroll







In a long narrow corridor, two long shadows were stretched on the wall of two sixth year students. It was a very cold October night when Lily Evans and Jamie Wills were quietly walking to the library. Both tiptoeing, their toes freezing against the cold marble floor, they dared not talked out loud.







“What if a teacher finds us?” whispered Lily for the tenth time.







“Then we’ll look pretty stupid with only our pj’s on, trying to get through the Restriction Section of the library,” replied Jamie, not sounding the little bit worried.







“Why’d you have to agree to that stupid dare?” hissed Lily, hugging herself, trying to keep herself warm. The hair on her arms stood up nonetheless.







“Would you ever let Vanessa Wilkins have that sort of satisfaction? Didn’t you hear her? If we get that book, she’ll have to do our homework for a month and she’ll try out for the Quidditch try-outs. Have you ever seen anyone fly so badly? I swear, rocks can fly better than her. But if we lose, we take her homework for a month and we have to read a love letter to Snape in front of everyone during breakfast,” whispered Jamie.







“That’s a lot of 'we',” said Lily, raising her eyebrow, hands on her hips.







“Lily, I treat you like my sister. I share your pain and joy, and you shall share mine. It’s a beautiful quote… from… from somebody. Of course I’ll share the consequences with you, you know that I care,” said Jamie smiling sweetly.







“Didn’t know you cared that much,” replied Lily darkly.







"Besides, you’re at the library more often so you’ll know where it is,” added Jamie as though that would fix the entire situation.







“Oh yeah right, that’s why you chose me to come along as well. Well, gee thanks,” retorted Lily sarcastically.







“No problem,” said Jamie happily, either not noticing or ignoring Lily’s retort.







The two girls continued walking, both wishing they brought their shoes. Lily’s flaming red hair was in a messy ponytail down to her shoulders. Her pale cheeks were rosy from the cold and she tried many times to warm her hands unsuccessfully. Her green eyes darted in every direction, as if waiting for Filch to jump out and grab them. Jamie on the other hand, was leading the way, quietly humming a tune. She had short dark purple hair (which she dyed only a week ago), which fell to her deep blue eyes. She was taller than Lily (as practically everyone is) and had a good humor and more of an adventurous, risking and laid back personality which crashed with Lily that so many people wondered how the heck they were best friends for years. Lily was a perfectionist and very uptight.







“I can’t feel my toes. It’s that cold!” whispered Lily while Jamie laughed.







“Not so loud, do you want Filch coming after us-“ but Jamie never finished her sentence when Lily hit the armor to her left. The armor fell to the ground, shattering and scattering its pieces all over the floor. The noise bounced off the walls, making it echo ten times louder than before.







“Lily,” moaned Jamie, slapping her palm to her forehead. Both girls’ hearts were pounding. Someone would have definitely have heard that.







“Sorry,” whispered Lily, but the two girls both stopped talking when they heard voices.







“Why'd you hit it-“ started Jamie.







“I accidentally bumped into it. I said I was sorry!” replied Lily.







“More like crashed into it. Just be more careful-“ muttered Jamie but stopped talking.







"I’ll have those what they called students out of their beds. Detention for two months! Pity, did love that armor, my sweet. I know every armor here and where they are! What a wonderful night it is!” cackled a voice not far behind them.







“Filch,” mouthed Lily and Jamie, both wide eyed in horror. They stood there for five seconds before bursting out into a run.







“Where are you going?” whispered Jamie beside Lily as she grabbed Lily's arm, as Lily was about to turn to her right.







“Where are we going? What do you mean where are we going? We’re going back!” whispered Lily franctifully.







“What about the bet?” asked Jamie.







“What about the bet? Seriously Jamie, a month of cleaning is not that appealing right now,” said Lily trying to set her arm free.







“Please,” whined Jamie making a baby face. Footsteps were coming faster with each second.







"What are you talking about? We can’t go to the library!” exclaimed Lily frantically, and then pointed at the footsteps coming from behind as though Jamie forgot the way to the Common Room.







“Well, I’m not going back to the common room without that book,” replied Jamie furiously.







“Are you insane! Filch is running after us, we don’t have time to look for a book!” exclaimed Lily, waving her arms around angrily as though Jamie would understand then. Jamie grabbed her arm impatiently and they hide behind a corner. Once they were safely hidden, Jamie whipped around to talk to Lily.







“Please Lily. You would understand, I mean its Vanessa Wilkins for heaven’s sake. I won’t copy your potion essay,” she whispered hopefully, her eyes wide with hope. Lily gave her a dark look before saying, “Fine”. Jamie hugged her quickly and both girls burst out into a faster run towards the library. It wasn’t long before they heard Filch’s footsteps hastily following them, muttering about indecorous behavior.







Lily and Jamie at the same time muttered a spell and the doors of the library opened, the lock clicking.







“Lock it, hurry up,” said Lily. Jamie pointed at the door and a yellow beam of light hit the doorknob from her wand.







“Filch won’t be able to get in now,” smiled Jamie triumphantly.







“Let’s find the book,” whispered Lily.







The two passed so many sections before Lily suddenly stopped. A small gate stood in front of Lily and Jamie, a tiny door leading to the Restriction Section. Jamie held her breath, and slowly pushed the wide door. The tiny door of a meter opened easily, squeaking as it did so. Jamie gave Lily a surprised look, which Lily returned as well. Who would go to the Restriction Section of the library at this time at night? She thought, being quite puzzled. Well, us, she thought as an after thought, laughing at the irony. Lily turned around to close the door but suddenly heard a hoarse whisper behind her.







"Psst. Psst. Jamie, someone is here!" whispered Lily, passing shelves looking for Jamie. Was it just her imagination or did she hear footsteps behind her as well? She whipped around, but her hair flew to her eyes. As though I'm not having a bad hair day, she thought exasperatedly.







"Lily! Lily, I found it!" exclaimed Jamie, and Lily saw Jamie stick her head out from the side of a shelf smiling. Lily ran towards her.







“You found the book?" asked Lily excitedly.







"No, I didn't say that, I found the section its suppose to be in it," replied Jamie, her eyes never leaving the shelf. Lily looked at the titles, understanding why these books were in the Restriction Section. She stopped, knowing this time that she did not imagine someone breathing on her neck.







"Aaaaaaaaaaah!" screamed a male voice behind Lily and a huge force hit her back, making her hit the shelf. The shelf knocked off the next shelf and the next and the next, until all the shelves had fallen down from the Restriction Section.







"Get off of her! Get off!" Lily could hear Jamie yelling.







"Evans are you O.K?" asked a male voice and Lily turned around to see a pair of hazel eyes looking down at her.







"Potter? That was you? GET OFF OF ME! What is a matter with you! Do you not have any common sense?" Lily screeched. James smirked and shrugged his shoulder.







"Padfoot pushed me. I didn't do it on purpose, so keep your hair on Evans because you won't look hot bald," he said lightly and lifted a hand to help Lily. Lily just gave him a dirty look and got up by herself.







“Potter, just shut up and what are you doing with that book!” said Lily, her eyes resting on Sirius hand where held the book that Jamie and Lily had been looking for.







“What? What book?” asked James feigning curiosity and surprised. He quickly blocked Jamie and Lily’s view while Sirius hastily shoved it in his bag.







“You’re not allowed to get books from the Restriction Section without a teacher’s permission,” said Jamie her arms folded in front of her. Sirius raised an eyebrow as to say, “look who is talking”







“Nice to see you to ladies, but we got to go. ‘Potter’ and I have some other business to do. Meanwhile if you ladies could ever be so kind as to clean the library,” Sirius sighed deeply, “we might forgive you,”







Sirius and James were fighting the urge to laugh out loud seeing the reactions of the two girls. James slowly but silently slid his arm around Lily’s waist and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. He then bolted for the door, Sirius in lead, waving the book to Jamie, smirking.







“My beautiful Evans, you’re smart but you’ll never be smarter than me!!” he said and blew an exasperated kiss to her. Lily gave him the middle finger.







“He did not just do that,” hissed Lily, her face tomato red.







“They are so going to get beat up,” answered Jamie and the two girls ran towards the door, leaving the mess without a second glance.







"Let the games begin,” muttered Jamie.







“If there’s one thing that I won’t do, its letting that disgusting Potter try to take one step ahead of me,” whispered Lily and Jamie noted silently there was a new look of determination on Lily’s face and Jamie smiled. This, she knew, was going to be one crazy night she thought as her bare feet slapped the cold marble floor her eyes never leaving the two figures running in the distance.







(Author's Note: As you can see, there are huge spaces between each paragraph. I don't know if it's bothering anyone because it's driving me crazy. So until I fix the problem, hopefully you guys can ignore the enormous space beteween every paragraph. It's annoying ins't it? Anyways I hope you liked my first chapter!)

Chapter 2- Stuck With You

Lily and Jamie ran after the boys, both of them fuming.

I’ll show him, that Potter. Who exactly does he think he is? Thought Lily angrily. Always thinks that he can get away with his stupid boyish tricks.

Lily was now filled with determination that she had been missing earlier in the night. She honestly didn’t care about the book that was the least of her problems. It was Potter. James Potter, the one and only who had been for years trying to get Lily’s attention.

Doing the most outrageous and stupid things anyone could think of just to get her attention. Some people thought it romantic; others thought it was hilarious as there was many miss haps. The final results always embarrassed Lily in front of the entire school. Most of the girls thought Lily insane for refusing the handsome and very arrogant troublemaker who had won without trying the hearts of many girls. The only real person that could sympathize with Lily was Jamie.

Lily and Jamie were getting closer and closer. Jamie suddenly whipped her wand from under her robes and aimed it at Sirius. Muttering a spell, a beam of white light hit Sirius on the back. As he fell he dropped the book. The book landed a few feet away from him with a soft thump.

“Good job,” said Lily to Jamie but her eyes were on James.

He had slowed down to help Sirius up but it was too late. Wand raised directly at his face, Lily smiled triumphantly. Jamie had her wand pointed at Sirius and was going to reach the fallen book.

Although Lily would never dare say it out loud, James had always gotten the best of her, suddenly switching the situation in his control. Now she had him. She had him in the palm of her hand.

“Got you now Potter,” said Lily proudly a grin spreading her tired face.

“Guess it seems so Evans,” said James calmly, stuffing his hands in his pockets. His relaxed ‘I don’t care’ look irked Lily.

“If you’re just going to point the wand at me we’ll be here for a very long time,” commented James an expression of boredom written on his face.

“Um… Lily any day now,” muttered Jamie. Lily cleared her throat loudly getting an amused look from James and Sirius.

“Trust me Potter-” started Lily but her voice was drowned by a booming voice from her right.

Distracted Lily turned around to see the one person she definitely did not want to see at this very moment. She groaned inwardly knowing that this always equals to trouble. And Filch and Ms. Norris (who were probably still looking for the students out of bed no doubt) always seem to pop out of nowhere just in time to catch someone in the act.

A small pale and transparent ghost smiled evilly at the four students as though he had found a very nice surprise.

“Oh no, that’s not good. Students out of bed! Wonder what you naughty students are up to?” cackled Peeves the poltergeist. Purposely, he went through the four students making them all feel like they stepped into an ice cold shower as he blew raspberries in their ears.

“Get lost Peeves,” barked Sirius. Peeves laughed loudly as though Sirius had said a very funny joke. Hands behind his transparent back, the students could easily see a rather large bag in his hands.

“Whatever that is, it’s not good,” concluded Lily silently and she was right.

Quick as lightning, Peeves opened the bag and threw odd-looking objects on the ground in front of the students’ feet. When it hit the ground, it blasted opened with black smoke filling the ceiling and colorful sparks the size of large rocks flying everywhere. Narrowing missing a spark aiming for his head James yelled, “It’s fireworks! Where did he get fireworks?”

But Jamie, Sirius and Lily could barely hear him. It was chaotic, a huge uproar the instant the fireworks hit the ground. The noise was like lightning and it didn’t help that Peeves had many fireworks left in his mysterious bag.

It’s like being at a rock concert, thought Lily, her hands over her ears. Even a deaf person could hear this racket.

We’re in so much trouble. I was so close to getting the book, thought Jamie, cursing under her breath. Lily was having a coughing fit, the black smoke filling her lungs while jumping around trying to miss the fireworks being thrown at her.

“Come on, let’s go before we get caught. Let’s split into two,” choked Lily having no clue if the other three could hear her or not.

At that moment she didn’t know where they were. Running blindly through the thick smoke, trying to ignore Peeves and his horrible singing with many swear words and insulting comments, she bumped into someone. She felt a strong arm gently grabbed her arm leading her to a different direction.

“Lumos,” spoke the person and Lily saw to her dismay that it was James who had found her. Lily’s heart sank.

Why am I always stuck with Potter! I don’t want to be stuck with you, she complained bitterly in her head as though James could read her thoughts.

“I’m not with you Potter. Let go of me,” argued Lily trying to yank her arm free. James simply gave her a look that plainly said ‘are you serious?’ She sighed knowing that she was defeated since he had a good point. She couldn’t exactly just stand there until someone found her. Bt of course she would never agree out loud. It would be impossible to find Jamie and she knew in her gut that Filch wasn’t the only person coming in search of them.

“Never will I ever play truth or dare,” she whispered firmly as she jogged beside James.

Peeves singing became fainter and fainter. Lily looked around, suddenly conscious that she didn’t know where they were.

Is this Potter’s idea of a joke to get us lost, she though trying to find any hints from his face, studying it carefully. His hazel eyes were looking up ahead, his glasses slowly falling down his straight nose.

“I know I’m good looking Evans, but seriously it’s got to stop soon before you become obsessed,” said James the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. He was fighting the urge to grin down at her.

“I was definitely not looking at you,” lied Lily instantly feeling herself blush. She averted her eyes away from his face. Looking straight, Lily said her teeth chattering, “Where are we going? Greenland?”

“You’ll see,” said James simply. It was freezing cold.

Well, I never thought I’d be in this situation. How lovely, she said to herself sarcastically.

James suddenly stopped short making Lily accidentally bump into him by surprise. She was about to give James a piece of her mind when she heard it. Voices and she was sure it wasn’t her imagination. It wasn’t clear but faint and far away but the two students cold hear whispers being exchanged.

“Around four students…left a huge mess in the library…Restricted Section…still wandering…be ever so helpful…stupid Peeves…not far from here,” said a voice rather loudly.

James and Lily slowly and carefully turned a corner to see the small and far figures of Filch with Ms. Norris at his feet. A door was wide open and it seemed that he was talking to someone but neither students could see whom. The mysterious person’s shadow stretched along the other wall giving a shape of a tall and lean figure.

James pointed at a large tapestry and an enormous armor in front of it at one side of the wall. Following his lead, Lily hid behind the armor beside James.

I feel like a secret agent, thought Lily smiling to herself.

“Of course…such disgusting behavior…severe punishments…never in my entire years of teaching have I heard something like this,” answered another voice that sounded oddly familiar.

“Thank you Professor McGonagoll,” replied Filch quietly and gave her a rare crooked smile showing his yellow teeth. Lily inwardly groaned. Am I just cursed forever? She asked to no one in particular.

Just shoot me, thought James. All this for a book?

“Come on Evans,” whispered James softly behind her. Lily turned to move but lightly hit the armor with her fake but yet diamond ring. The diamond hit the metal making it echoing and creating a small noise.

Thankfully Filch and Professor McGonagoll hadn’t heard anything. But it seem that luck switched sides as Ms. Norris turned around, her yellow eyes peering through the darkness and finally landing on the armor James and Lily were hiding behind.

“Great job,” hissed James but Lily didn’t dare retort. As though ready to spring into action, Ms. Norris left Filch’s side and slowly and purposely walked over to the armor.

“That cat is not normal,” noticed James as he held his breath watching the gray cat’s every move. Lily felt James moving behind her, his elbow hitting her back. Looking at him in annoyance, she saw that he had his wand ready and raised, aimed at Ms.Norris.

“What are you doing? Are you crazy?” mouthed Lily looking outraged at the mere idea.

“Do you have a better idea?” James mouthed back, challenging her.

“Yeah, like put your wand away,” whispered Lily. James simply gave her a ‘you’re kidding’ look.

“Maybe we should just show ourselves,” advised Lily quickly trying to grab James’s wand. James looked at her as though she had grown three extra heads.

“Can I just pretend that I didn’t hear that?” he whispered looking at her in shock, “Why would we ever show ourselves in? What’s the point?”

“Never mind,” sighed Lily seeing that James had completely lost the point.

“I think you hit your head on something hard,” joked James laughing quietly but Lily didn’t join him.

“Well what are you going to do? Blast the cat into smithereens?” whispered Lily frustrated. James opened his mouth to answer but a long and loud ‘meow’ echoed the corridor.

“Oh no,” whispered Lily horrified.

“Run,” hissed James and the two bolted the other way, Ms. Norris quick on their heels. She let out a screeching cry and started to follow them.

“Ms. Norris,” called Filch suddenly aware that his cat was missing from his side.

James meanwhile raised his wand towards the cat, ready and aimed but Lily slapped him on the arm.

“Grow up Potter,” she said sounding disgusted.

“Stop! Students out of bed! Stop!” screeched Filch.

“Stop now. As a professor of this school I order you to stop now,” screamed Professor McGonagoll picking up her robes as she ran.

“Curse them Professor. They’re not that far away,” persisted Filch.

“I beg your pardon,” asked Professor McGonagoll in outrage, “We certainly do not ‘curse them’ by any means. They’re students!”

“Just an idea,” mumbled Filch darkly.

“Don’t look back or else they’ll see your face,” panted Lily. The two students quickly turned a corner.

Oddly enough, the corridor didn’t have any doors except one at their right.

“We have to hide,” said James.

“Oh no, you think?” said Lily sarcastically. James pointed at a door and swung it opened. The two students looked at what was inside.

“You got to be kidding me,” said Lily in disbelief but James merely shrugged his shoulders.

“Best thing we got unless you want to get caught by Filch and McGonagoll and get detention until you graduate,” replied James grinning despite the situation. Lily gave him a death glare.

“Ladies first,” said James and dramatically moved aside for her to enter. Lily stood her ground.

“Time is a fickle thing Evans. Any day now,” said James tapping his foot. Lily passed him making sure to hit him on the shins. With James following closely, he closed the door wondering how Lily could kick so hard. Darkness covered them as soon as the door closed shut. Lily couldn’t even see her hands right in front of her.

“This is cozy,” said James lightly and Lily felt him sit down beside her very closely.

“Potter, don’t act dumb. It’s not making the situation any better,” said Lily, her tone poisonous.

How ironic that so many girls in the school would love to be with Potter here of all places, and I’m stuck with him. I’m stuck with James Potter in a broom closet and it doesn’t look like I’m getting out any time soon, thought Lily.

She tried to sit in a better position, basically away from James but instead a broom out of nowhere came and hit Lily on the head. Lily dropped her wand as she rubbed her sore head.

“Great, just great,” she mumbled. It seemed that fate was mocking the two, laughing at their situation.

“Hey Evans, you want to play a game?” asked James suggestively.

“What?” asked Lily uninterestedly.

“Have you ever heard the game called ‘Kiss James Potter For Five Minutes?” asked James teasingly.

Lily at that point seriously wished she hadn’t dropped her wand, or else she would have cursed James to oblivion. Lily knew that this was going to be a long night. As she felt a foot collide with her knee, she took a deep breath.

“Potter…”

Yes, fate was definitely laughing at the two.

Chapter 3- Stuck With You Part 2



In the boys’ dormitory room Remus Lupin sighed impatiently. This was the tenth game of wizard chess that he was playing with Peter and he was sick of it. The only reason that he was awake at this hour was because of the noise around him. With Peter’s protests that he’ll win the next game and the chess pieces screaming insults at each other and at him, Remus seriously doubted that he would be able to sleep anyways. Rubbing his tired eyes he gazed over the chessboard feeling nothing but tiredness and complete boredom.



They’ve been gone for over two hours, he thought losing his patience.



He checked his watch to find that only a single minute had passed by. Trying to convince himself that maybe his watch was broken, he barely paid attention as to where he was putting his bishop. His mind preoccupied, he didn’t hear the curse words sent from the bishop, which were of course meant for him. He sighed loudly; oblivious the fact that his two pawns had started to fight. He resisted the urge to yawn even though he was drowsy with sleep.



How long does it take to get a book?



Remus took a sidelong glance to his right at the half filled potion in the black cauldron sitting on the wooden desk. Then he stared at the ingredients lines neatly in two rows beside it that took them two months to finally retrieve (including a month of detention and losing 100 points for Gryffindor). The plan was brilliant; all they needed was to make the potion. It had to be one of the best pranks the four boys had ever come up with this year. He could imagine the reactions from everyone. Remus smiled, picturing him and his three friends the center of attention.



Problem was, the instructions for this amazing, marvelous, wonderful and dangerous potion would be hard to find. Making a potion that the four boys had in mind would certainly not be found in one of your ordinary school potions books. The book they were looking for was resting, Remus was sure of it, in one of the dusty shelves in the Restricted Section of the library. No doubt it was watched under the hawk eye of Madame Pince, the librarian, every day. Not surprising him at all, James and Sirius volunteered quite happily to retrieve it a while ago and haven’t been back since. He felt as though time had slowed down considerably.



“I’m going to go crazy,” concluded Remus softly to himself. He was usually calm and relaxed but tonight he felt different. He was filled with excitement and anticipation but with one look at the bacl cauldron Remus started to feel restless. Once again he checked his watch silently begging it to go faster. Remus then turned and gazed at the window, daydreaming trying to forget about the prank and think about anything else.



“Hey, you stupid oaf. Take you pick! Play already idiot,” yelled one of his knights impatiently to Remus, waving his sword threateningly. Remus looked at the knight in surprise.



“It’s not my turn. It’s his-” started Remus but stopped short seeing the slumped figure of Peter on his chair. He snored loudly, saliva hanging from his mouth.



“Any day now you ugly basta-” shrieked the knight. Remus merely flicked the piece in annoyance with his hand and closed his eyes. Sleep came to him and everything went black.





In the girls’ dormitory room a bunch of girls were giggling and whispering in a large circle. It was quite obvious that the girls weren’t planning on sleeping any time soon. All of the girls suddenly hushed down as they all stared at one girl in particular. The small girl blushed a dark red as she noticed everyone’s eyes rested on her watching her every move. She nervously played with her long blond hair, braiding and unbraiding it several times. Her blue green eyes were on one person and that person was Vanessa Wilkins. Vanessa smiled sweetly at her but her dark purple eyes twinkled wickedly at her victim. She whispered three words, barely moving her red lips.



“Truth or dare Amanda?” she questioned gazing at her intently without blinking. The blond girl thought about it for a moment, braiding and unbraiding her hair faster and faster.



“Dare,” she said finally trying to sound brave. Vanessa and her friends smiled while the other girls whispered and giggled again, hoping that whatever Vanessa thought of it would be something terribly embarrassing.



“I dare you to wait downstairs in the Common Room. When you see Lily and Jamie come inside, tell them that Professor McGonagall wants to see them immediately to talk about their detention in her office,” smiled Vanessa in satisfaction. Everyone gasped and turned to look at Amanda, all of them wondering if she would do it.



“They’re going to get in so much trouble,” squealed a girl with pigtails. Her friend beside her threw a pillow at her to quiet her down.



“Fine,” said Amanda, trying to push the unmistakable feeling of guilt.



I always liked Lily and Jamie, she thought as she quickly got up and turned to leave the circle.



“I think someone should go with her just in case,” someone said, making Amanda stop in her tracks.



“O.K,” said Amanda turning around, “who wants to come?”



“I will,” volunteered a girl named Alex.



“When I come back, it’s my turn,” added Amanda her blue green eyes staring directly at Vanessa before she went downstairs with Alex heading for the Common Room.



“We’ll be waiting,” giggled Vanessa,“ who’s turn is it now?”



In a large and cold bathroom far away from the Gryffindor’s Common Room, there was not a sound except for a few whimpers and sniffles. It was dark; the only light coming from the dirty enormous windows, the moonlight shining from outside. A small ghost flew around the bathroom, tears flowing down her cheeks.



“Everyone hates me. Fat Myrtle, Ugly Myrtle, Miserable Myrtle! Stupid Peeves,” sobbed a small sad voice that belonged to the ghost. She looked outside the window, the moonlight reflecting her big glasses that kept sliding down her nose. She had chosen to walk around her bathroom, a rare occasion since she would always be found in her toilet. She turned away from the windows noticing that the bathroom was flooding quickly.



“No one misses me even when I’m dead!” thought Myrtle. The scene with Peeves earlier that day was still fresh in her mind. It was replaying over and over again. A sudden noise erupted causing Myrtle to look away from the windows. The door burst open with such force that she jumped in surprise and shock, wondering who on earth would be coming to her bathroom at this time at night. There was simply one person that she could think of and she didn’t want to see him.



Not again, she thought angrily, her hands balled into fists.



“Peeves go away!” she shrieked and dived into her toilet out of pure anger.



But the door to the girls’ bathroom opened to reveal not Peeves, but two students completely out of breath as though they had been running for their lives. Those two students were Jamie and Sirius.



“Oh no, why did we come here?” asked Jamie, regret clearly in her voice. She looked around, knowing perfectly well where she was.



“You know this place?” asked Sirius in surprise while trying to catch his breathe, having no memories or recognition of the place. The two quickly whispered ‘Lumos’ and they noticed that the bathroom was flooding.



“Its a girls’ bathroom,” replied Jamie dryly, “Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom,” She groaned knowing perfectly well that she wasn’t one of Myrtle’s favorites people ever since that incident in fourth year. She also knew very well that her visit was going to be anything but a warm one.





At the other side of the school in a long and dim corridor, there were muffled voices that belonged to James and Lily, coming from inside the broom closet.



“Lily dear,” said James, “No wait- Sweetie Pie is much better isn’t it?”



“You really want to get beat up don’t you?” replied Lily grumpily. James had thought it amusing to call Lily other than Evans, “since it’s so old.” And here he was coming up with the most ridiculous and idiotic names (in Lily’s opinion) that Lily hoped very much that he would never say in public. James had a long list of names, the next one more embarrassing than the first.



“I have a few names for you Potter,” said Lily evilly, “How about Potty? Or Big Head?”



“If I didn’t know better my little sweet pumpkin, I would think that you were flirting with me,” said James teasingly, the names she said having no effect on him. Lily had stopped with the names immediately after that.



Trying to be very suave, James rested his arm around Lily’s shoulder. At first Lily didn’t move at all and James grinned feeling relieved.



She’s finally warming up to the handsome James Potter, he thought in satisfaction. About time too.



But suddenly Lily swung her rested arm, hoping very much that she hit James on the face.



“OUCH! That hurt Pookie!” pouted James while Lily turned a dark red.



Pookie? Pookie! That’s enough Potter,” she said, “You may call me Evans but never will you ever call me Pookie!”



“Would you kiss my nose for me Pookie?” asked James teasingly knowing very well that he was pushing it.



“You really do want my shoe down your throat, don’t you,” snarled Lily.



“I wouldn’t mind if it was something else but…” muttered James to himself.



“To pass the time, I have a suggestion,” said James. Lily, tired and angry, wasn’t very keen on knowing what James was up to.



“What?” she asked tiredly.



“We can play ‘Kiss James Potter For Twenty Minutes’ instead,” suggested James.



Lily counted in her head, trying very hard not to blow up in James face.



Maybe I should just ignore him, she thought.



She hummed to herself softly a tune that Jamie had been humming on their way to the library while dreaming about sleeping in her bed with her warm pillows and blankets.



“Evans,” called James after some time. Lily continued humming.



“Evans,” said James a little bit louder. Lily continued humming louder as well.



“Oh Evans,” said James his voice extremely high. Lily ignored him and started singing out loud. She soon found out that she didn’t know the words to the songs so she began singing a muggle song.



“Oh Evvvvvvvvvvvvvaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnsssssssssssss,” yelled James in her ear.



“What?” she yelled back angry that he had won.



“Shall I give you the honors of going with you to Hogsmeade this week end?” he proposed.



“No,” said Lily.



Does that even make sense? She wanted to scream. He’s so conceited, so arrogant. How does he do it, knowing what buttons to push, she wondered.







(Author's Note: First of all, I would like to apologize for the long delay for this chapter!! Sorry! Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter and don't worry because the fourth one is coming pretty soon! Remember to review! Review, review, review! Thanks)

Chapter 4- Stuck With You Part 3

Amanda waited nervously on a red and gold armchair near the fireplace in the Gryffindor’s Common Room, her eyes always staring at the portrait hole as though Lily and Jamie would come out any second. The guilt inside of her hadn’t died down but grown, making her feel more uncomfortable. Forcing her eyes away from the portrait hole she looked around trying to think about anything else. Everything was quiet as neither Amanda or Alex were talking.

Maybe they got caught, thought Amanda hopefully, that way I don’t have to lie to them.

She looked at her watch. They were gone for 3 hours.


Lily, unaware of the trick that was being set up for her and Jamie to get in deeper trouble, was thinking how on earth she was in the situation she was in now.

Things can’t get any worse than this, she thought.

With having all of the teachers on a midnight hunt for them with Filch in the lead because they had ruined- no destroyed the library, Lily wondered if anything could go worse. Not forgetting the chaos and mess that Peeves left behind that caused them to separate; Lily definitely didn’t want to get caught. She was thinking about Madame Pince’s reaction when she would see the library in its ruins when Lily felt James move beside her, trying to come closer.

“Don’t even think about it,” said Lily knowing what was on James’s mind. James continued moving, either he didn’t hear her or was ignoring what she had said.

Lily heard James’s elbow hit a hard object. The shelves nearby started to rattle as though there was an earthquake and then different objects that she guessed were cleaning materials fell down with a loud bang.

Lily cried out in pain as an object she guessed was a bucket had collided with her forehead, which was now throbbing in pain.

“Potter, why did you move?” she cried furiously her eyes watering. She could imagine a large bump on her forehead forming.

“I had an itch,” replied James coughing. The two were covered in dust.

“Thanks to you, I have a bump the size of a football,” she snapped not having any sympathy for him whatsoever.

“What’s foot bull?” asked James puzzled.

“Never mind,” answered Lily darkly not in the mood to explain the muggle sport. She could imagine herself with bumps and bruises as though she was in a fight with someone.

“Suit yourself Pookie,” said James lightly. Luck was on his side, as it seemed that miraculously none of the cleaning materials had hit him at all but had fallen mostly on Lily. Lily whimpered when she touched her forehead, hoping that it wasn’t bleeding.

“Are you okay Pookie?” asked James softly. Lily grunted in response, finding it better than talking.

“Are you sure?” persisted James who had taken her response as a ‘yes’. Lily was surprised to hear a hint of real concern and sympathy in his voice. But she shook it off convincing herself that she had hit that bucket harder than she thought and was imagining things. Lily merely grunted in response once again.

“All right then you cave woman,” commented James lightly.

“Cave woman? I’m no cave woman!” exclaimed Lily finally speaking up.

“She does have a voice,” teased James. “Can you say anything else?” he added as though he was talking to a little child.

“Yes,” muttered Lily darkly. James laughed but Lily didn’t join in since she found nothing funny.

“I never thought I would see the day that you would sneak while everyone was asleep,” said James conversationally.

“Well I rather have a clean record than be the school’s troublemaker and biggest bully,” snapped Lily.

“What have I ever done?” asked James in fake innocence.

“Bullying the first years by hanging them in mid air is one example,” said Lily.

“Liar,” said James simply.

Unlike Lily, who was getting more and more irritated by the minute, he was secretly waiting for her to explode. He knew that his cheery mood was getting to her and it was only a matter of time.

“I saw it with my own eyes!” exclaimed Lily.

“What you saw was me interacting with the younger students,” replied James calmly as though he was talking to a little child that was having a temper tantrum.

“So hanging a bunch of first years students is ‘interacting,’ said Lily knowing that she caught him in his little web of lies.

“Yes,” responded James as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“No it’s not,” cried Lily frustrated, “It’s the complete opposite,”

“I was interacting with them while they were in the air,” said James in a matter of fact.

“Very funny,” muttered Lily.

“It’s your fault that we’re in this situation,” James muttered to himself but Lily caught every word he said. Lily’s green eyes blazed in the dark in anger.

“My fault? My fault! What do you mean that it’s my fault? If they’re should be anyone to blame, it should be you,” she stated fiercely.

“Yeah right Evans, you wish. You want to stay in a small closet with me,” said James teasingly.

“Excuse me Potter but need I remind you that it was you who decided to come in here,” spat Lily angrily.

“Need I remind you that if it wasn’t you who had knocked down all the shelves from the Restricted Section, we wouldn’t be in this situation,” said James.

“You pushed me!” cried Lily in defense.

“Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Did not,” said James.

“Did too,” said Lily.

“And here we are fighting like an old married couple,” noted James.

“Potter we are the farthest thing from a married couple,” replied Lily trying to sound indifferent. James continued talking on and on but something was nagging Lily at the back of her mind. She still remembered the kiss in the library, remembering every moment of it.

You liked how soft his lips were, said a teasing voice in Lily’s head.

Of course not! It’s Potter for crying out loud! Answered another voice.

The way he slide his arm around your waist…

I didn’t like that!

Yes, you did…

“Shut up,” said Lily out loud and immediately clapped her hand over her mouth.

Oh great, now he heard me, thought Lily blushing.

“You don’t have to deny it,” said James.

“Deny what?” asked Lily realizing that James thought she was talking to him.

“Pookie, Pookie, Pookie, when will you learn?” sighed James dramatically.

"Learn what?" asked Lily ignoring her new nickname.

“Actually, it’s pretty obvious that you have feelings for me. Everyone can see it,” replied James playing it cool.

“Yeah right,” said Lily snorting in disbelief.

“The first step of love is always denial,” replied James solemnly. Lily sat there speechless.

First step of love? Denial? What is he going on about?!

“I know, I know. What would everyone say? Lily Evans is head over heels for James Potter. You can’t hide it forever,” continued James. Lily snorted in disbelief once again.

“A guy can only take a few rejections,” he warned pretending to sigh deeply.

“Oh trust me. I’ll be brave,” said Lily sarcastically and rolled her eyes.

Too bad I can’t see her in the dark. She’s pretty cute when she’s mad, thought James. A smile spread across his face.

“Plus, to make matters worst, you’re taking all the room,” persisted James.

I love to make Evans mad, he thought evilly.

“Are you calling me fat?” exclaimed Lily in disbelief.

What nerve! I am not fat! She thought outraged.

“Well you are taking more room than me,” assured James that was what he thought.

“I think it’s just your big enormous head, ” replied Lily nastily, her famous temper coming fast like a tidal wave.

“No, you’re just fat,” coughed James. Lily gave a sigh wanting to ripe her hair out in frustration.

No better, Potter’s, she thought evilly.

Her mind was full of insults she wanted to say to James but thought better of it.

I will not go down to his level. He just wants me to get mad, thought Lily trying to calm down. I won’t be mad. I won’t be mad. I won’t be mad, she chanted over and over again as though her anger would evaporate.

She moved over and earned another bucket, which this time collided with the back of her head. Lily cried out in pain for the second time. But it seemed that this bucket was filled with some sort of liquid. The content inside had spilled onto James and Lily, some of it on Lily’s hair as well.

“What is this?” shrieked Lily.

“It’s some sort of glue, gel liquid thing,” replied James lamely after spitting some out, which had most unfortunately entered inside his mouth when he cried out in surprise.

“It’s disgusting,” revolted Lily, not liking the feeling of being soaked in some kind of liquid.

“It smells like Grandma’s house,” commented James on the smell. The odor was terrible, smelling of something rotten and old like cheese. It quickly stunk the entire broom closet.

Things had just got worse, concluded Lily to herself.


Back in Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom, Sirius stared, taking in the foreign surroundings. He had never been in Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom.

This is going to be my first and last visit, he thought to himself.

Going to a girls’ bathroom wasn’t new to him as he remembered how he and the three Marauders had hid in one trying to avoid Filch at all cost after the four boys had dyed Ms. Norris’s fur to bright yellow.

“Let’s leave,” he said abruptly his eyes darting around wishing that Moaning Myrtle wouldn’t show up. He had never seen her up close and wanted to keep that way. He never liked being neared crying girls but being near a crying ghost who haunts a toilet would be more than uncomfortable.

“I think we should stay here until it’s safe to leave. We don’t want to bump into Filch,” answered Jamie. She was pretty sure that this was going to be the last place that Filch would ever look. She sat down on the ground pretending to look at her cold feet when she really was eyeing at the book in Sirius’s bag out of the corner of her eye.

I almost had it, she thought not believing her luck. Just as Peeves had thrown the fireworks towards them, Jamie had ducked covering her hands over her head. Sirius had taken the chance to dive for the book before he split up with James.

Jamie continued watching Sirius every move. He walked around the bathroom taking everything in detail.

“This is the gloomiest bathroom I’ve ever seen,” he commented lightly.

“Well it is Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom. You can guess that not a lot of people come over here,” replied Jamie,“ It’s not fun to hear someone sobbing when your doing your business,”

“No one comes here,” said Sirius making sure what he heard was right. There was a mischievous gleam in his eyes as though he had though of something.

“Yes,” answered Jamie slowly, watching Sirius cautiously.

He’s up to something, though Jamie suspiciously watching him ever so attentively.

This is a perfect place to make the potion, thought Sirius as he saw his reflection in the cracked dirty mirror.

He looked away wondering if he had ever been in a place that was so depressing. Jamie shook her head thinking that things couldn’t be worse. She had lost Lily thanks to Peeves and was stuck with Sirius Black for the time being.

Not pleasant at all, she thought. But I’m not leaving without the book, she added with determination, imagining the look of defeat and disbelief on Vanessa Wilkins’s face when she would hand the book to her. She smiled and stood up.

“Look’s like she’s not here,” noted Sirius happily hearing not a sound except his voice. The place was not usually filled with Moaning Myrtle’s wailings and sobbing.

That is odd, thought Jamie suddenly aware that Moaning Myrtle’s presence was missing. That’s not right…

“What are you doing here?” asked a scandalized voice behind them. The two turned around to meet Myrtle, an angry expression on her face.

We’re in trouble now, thought Sirius.


Lily shivered, hugging her knees to her chest, trying to keep herself warm. It was colder now that she was wet.

"Cold?" asked James smirking as he felt her shiver.

"No," she replied defiantly, not wanting to tell him the truth. Right after she replied, she sneezed.

"You know I can hug you to keep you warm," suggested James slyly.

"No thank you Potter. You’re just as wet as me," answered Lily tiredly. She closed her eyes and immediately started to dream about being in the girls’ dormitory room, inside her warm bed and pillows and blankets. In only a few minutes, Lily was snoring softly.

Despite what Lily had just said, James put his arms around her. To his great surprise, Lily snuggled up to him, her head on his chest, still dreaming. Countless of minutes passed by without the two uttering a single word.

This pillow is warm…and wet, thought Lily puzzled and confused.

Today is my lucky day, thought James grinning from ear to ear. Lily didn’t move away from James. In fact she didn’t move at all. James smiled, very surprised that Lily hasn’t punched him but liked it very much. Slowly he slide his arms down. He closed his eyes peacefully when-

“James Potter get your disgusting hands of my bottom!” shouted Lily. At that point she had snapped from her reverie and she was definitely wide-awake now finding that what she was snuggling against was not a pillow. She slapped his hands right away.

“Someone got her knickers in a twist,” teased James ruffling his hair, making sure it wasn’t becoming neat even though no one could see it in the dark. He had always presumed that girls loved it when guys had messy hair. But most importantly he had always presumed that Lily loved guys with messy hair. But many times Lily had fought the urge to say that he looked like an idiot.

“You have a problem Potter, you know that? I think your head’s too big for a normal human being. And keep your hands away from me,” snapped Lily frustrated.

“Well it’s not like you’re normal too,” replied James.

“Even for a witch,” he added grinning. Lily rolled her eyes in annoyance. Is he this immature?

“What? Cat got your tongue? Out of insults except for ‘four eyes’ already? You are losing your touch,” joked James.

“Trust me when I say that there are just too many insults to say to you but with your big head filled with nothing, you won’t fully understand what I just said,” snapped Lily.

(Author's Note: Hey everybody. I'm sorry that this chapter is a bit boring, it's just going to take them a while to get them out of the situation they're in. Anyways love feedback! Review! Thanks!)

Jamie and Sirius stared at the angry Myrtle in front of them.

Knew she was going to come sooner or later, thought Jamie bitterly.

“What do you mean what are we doing here?” asked Jamie quietly breaking the silence. She laughed nervously, trying to buy time to think of a decent lie.

“I mean what are you doing in my property at this time,” answered Myrtle rudely, folding her arms, giving Jamie a piercing glare.

“This isn’t your property, it’s a girls’ bathroom,” replied Sirius instantly unable to think of anything else to say. The two girls stared at him in amazement.

“You’re a boy. Boys aren’t allowed in a girls’ bathroom. Especially you,” said Myrtle in a snobbish manner. Myrtle turned and gave a dirty look at Jamie with her huge eyes.

“You again,” she said simply giving a look as though she had smelled something horrible, “ you thought it would be funny to bring him along, didn’t you? Wanted to get a good laugh, huh?”

“Of course not-” said Jamie trying to be kind.

We now have a problem, thought Sirius as the grin disappeared on his face, his laughter dying.

“Give me a good reason as to why you are here,” said Myrtle coldly, giving a murderous glare in Jamie’s direction.

“We…we were…” said Jamie lamely, her mind completely blank.

“We wanted to use the bathroom,” finished Sirius and Jamie nodded along as though that was exactly what she was going to say.

“Together?” questioned Myrtle raising an eyebrow.

“Yes together. Because we’re…”

“A couple,” finished Sirius once again. This time Jamie turned around to face him, her back facing Myrtle.

“What?” she mouthed angrily.

“Isn’t that right pumpkin?” said Sirius loudly to make sure that Myrtle could hear but looking directly at Jamie. After a long pause Myrtle heard Jamie agree to confirm what Sirius had just said.

“Really,” said Myrtle in disbelief, “ you don’t look like a couple,”

“Oh yeah. We love to do everything together,” said Jamie crossing her fingers behind her back.

“We work together, we eat together,” said Sirius counting down all kinds of reasons as he casually walked closer to Jamie. He slid his arm around her waist.

“Okay that’s enough,” whispered Jamie feeling uncomfortable.

“We even sleep toge-”

“That’s enough Black,” hissed Jamie and she stepped purposely on his foot. Angrily walking away from him, she stood beside the door, ready to leave. She didn’t notice Myrtle coming closer wanting to talk to Sirius.

“You know, you could always leave her for someone better,” said Myrtle to Sirius giggling, her loathing for him apparently evaporating. She emphasized the word ‘her’ as though Jamie was a disgusting piece of gum on her shoe.

“Any ideas?” joked Sirius but secretly was wishing that he wasn’t so close to Myrtle as he was now.

“Well, it does get lonely in here. Not a lot of people come over here,” she said sighing dramatically, her face inches away from Sirius’s. Then suddenly, she jumped up in the air full of delight as though she had thought of a fantastic and marvelous idea.

“If you were to visit then no one would know,” she whispered in his ear then burst into a fit of laughter while looking sweetly at him.

Jamie looked thunderstruck as she saw Myrtle batting her eyelashes shyly out of the corner of her eye.

What has the world come to? Thought Jamie. She started laughing uncontrollably, her shoulders shaking, seeing how uncomfortable Sirius was. Sirius, who was eyeing her, felt angry.

I’ll show Wills what’s really funny, he thought and turned to face Myrtle grinning.

“Maybe I should leave her,” he said loud enough that Jamie could hear by the door. Myrtle looked thrilled as though it was her birthday while Jamie’s face was expressionless.

What is he up to now? She wondered.

“You know, she’s sometimes very picky. Whenever I buy her flowers and chocolate she throws it in the garbage,” said Sirius sniffling as though trying to fight back tears. Myrtle gasped in shock.

“But why?” asked Myrtle.

“She says…she says…she says she wants diamonds instead!” cried Sirius and covered his face with his hands making it look like he was crying. Myrtle believed his whole act while Jamie rolled her eyes.

Can he get any cheesier? She asked herself.

For some reason she was feeling mixed emotions. She was mad and maybe a little bit…jealous?

No no no no no no no no, chanted Jamie over and over again. Of course not. I like Sirius Black. Pah! That it the most absurd thing ever!

“Fine, flirt with her as though I’m not in the same room,” mumbled Jamie darkly, her mood turning sour. The two didn’t reply.

“While you two ‘lovebirds’ talk to each other, I think I’m going to leave,” said Jamie loudly; making sure the two could hear her perfectly well this time.

She did not want to be near Sirius or Myrtle. She turned around to open the door when she saw that the doorknob slowly turn and push soundlessly. Wide eye, Jamie stood frozen with shock. A muffled voice was talking and someone was banging on the door on the other side.

“What is going around in there?” yelled the voice. Jamie soon recognized it. Filch was coming inside.


Meanwhile James was having the time of his life. He suddenly shifted over bumping his head against hers.

“What in the name of Merlin are you doing?” said Lily irritated her patience running thin. James continued to move over, hitting Lily repeatedly on different places.

“I think that there’s ants or cockroaches here,” mumbled James, “ and I think I got some in my pants,”

James continued moving around.

“I think it’s going up my shirt,” he muttered loud enough for Lily to hear.

Lily would have been laughing hysterically when she heard that, but there was a small problem. Lily’s worst fears were bugs. She hated them with a passion as most of her friends and family would say. The bugs she hated most were cockroaches and maggots. She couldn’t help it. She hated their very existence. The way they crawled through small spaces and the way they looked sometimes made Lily barf. That was one reason why she was well organized and neat.

“WHAT?” screamed Lily, “I hate cockroaches! I hate cockroaches! I hate cockroaches!”

Desperately trying to get up, she tried not to picture the bugs. I think something is crawling on me! Thought Lily horrified, her imagination getting the better of her. She started waving her arms around, trying to get the invisible bugs off her.

“Evans calm down! They’re just bugs!” reassured James trying to get a hold of her. More cleaning materials started falling down.

She’s going crazy. It was just a joke, thought James trying to hold in his laughter. The whole bug thing was a lie.

“I hate bugs,” shouted Lily, the hysteria still in her voice. James grabbed her arms and put them on her sides.

“Let’s get out. Let’s get out. I don’t care if I get caught by Filch or Professor McGonagoll any more,” she said trying to find the doorknob, being near tears. Bumping into the wall she fell back and landed on something soft.

“Evans you are fat,” moaned James as Lily landed on his lap. Lily turned and punched him on the stomach.

“For the last time I’m not fat!” she said annoyed. She quickly got up and started making a lot of noise by stomping her feet and clapping her hands. James laughed out loud not caring if he was loud or not.

Unfortunately for the two, they didn’t hear someone at the other side of the door. Unfortunately for them, it was Peeves who was grinning from ear to ear. And once again he was up to no good. He quietly and quickly took out the chewing gum from his mouth and placed it in the keyhole. The gum magically hardened immediately, making it impossible to open it from either side. He gave a loud laugh.

“Did you hear something?” asked Lily suddenly as she stopped stomping her feet and clapping her hands. But Peeves was flying away, his laughter becoming fainter while Lily wondered if it was her imagination was getting the better of her. Lily suddenly gave a piercing scream that scared James.

“What? What?” asked James urgently, wondering what the heck was going on.

“I felt something against my leg. I think it’s a cockroach,” whimpered Lily.


Jamie grabbed Sirius’s arm while ignoring the loud complaints coming from Moaning Myrtle.

“Hide,” she hissed. With one look towards the door Sirius understood. The two bolted towards the same stall at the same time. Hitting each other halfway there, the two fell down on the wet floor, Sirius on top of Jamie. He smirked down at her, coming closer and closer.

The door creaked open slowly, barely more than an inch. Sirius quickly got off Jamie, the two blushing and not looking at each other. They hid in the same stall closest to them.

“Why can’t you go to another stall?” whispered Jamie trying to push Sirius elbow from her back.

“Because you’re the one whose suppose to move,” whispered Sirius back. Jamie snorted, angry that her back shirt and pants were completely wet while Sirius was warm and dry.

It was an unusual sight to see. The stall was hardly big enough for two people. Sirius and Jamie’s back were together and their feet were on opposite walls so it would seem that there was no one in the stall, as there was no feet on the ground.

“Oh be serious,” whispered Jamie rolling her eyes.

“I am Sirius,” laughed Sirius quietly at his own lame and stupid joke.

“Shut up. Someone’s coming,” whispered Jamie and she was right. Footsteps slowly splashed to Sirius and Jamie’s ‘secret hiding place.’

“I think I’m going to be sick,” whispered Jamie.

“Jealous Wills?” asked Sirius bemused.

“You wish Black, you wish,” answered Jamie.


Lily looked at her glowing watch and she calculated the time that the two were in the broom closet.

“I think that we should leave now,” said Lily loudly. She wanted to get away from the bugs as soon as she possibly could.

“Yeah, probably so,” answered James and the two students tried to get up which was easier said than done. After many painful moments where they would hit each other on the head and bang into each other with their elbows, the two were up. James and Lily searched for the doorknob, their hands touching the wall feeling, moving in circles.

“We’re never going to find it,” stressed Lily.

After many countless and long minutes they found the doorknob. James turned and pushed. Nothing happened. Then he pulled. He pushed and pulled and pushed and pulled like a crazy mad man until Lily hissed, “We’re stuck,”

The whole situation dropped on the two like a bomb. They were stuck. Lily was stuck with James Potter, her worst enemy, while James could have been doing the cha cha if he had room. This wasn’t going to be a pleasant night at all, she concluded as she slide down the dirty wall. Hands on her head, she groaned. James sat down besides her being quite happy.

“Guess we’re going to have to wait until someone comes and opens the door,” said Lily bitterly.

“Guess so,” replied James cheerfully. Lily took a deep breath and screamed at the top of her lungs.

“HELP! HELP! SOMEBODY. ANYBODY!” she yelled making James jump in surprise.

“Help-”she started again James covered her mouth with his hand.

“Are you crazy? Why don’t you wake up the entire school then we’ll be in trouble,” he whispered.

“But I don’t want to be near the bugs!” hissed Lily. James cleared his throat. Better now than never, he thought as he opened his mouth.

“About the bugs Pookie,” began James, trying not to snort with laughter. He had to hand it to her, she was anything but dull and that was one of the many reasons why he was crazy about her.

He quickly explained waiting for the ultimate explosion. He didn’t have to wait long.

“WHAT?!”

And even weirder still James Potter wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else than here with a dangerously angry Lily.

Before either of them could speak, Lily and James heard voices outside.

“It sounds like Padfoot,” said James to himself taking his hand away from Lily’s mouth.

“Who’s Paddy?” asked Lily puzzled.

“I mean Sirius,” replied James smoothly. It was one of those rare times that his friends’ nicknames would slip into a conversation but all the time no one understood except for him and his friends.

“Are you sure? I can’t really hear anything,” said Lily and put her ear against the door. She definitely heard muffled voices speaking in hushed voices right in front of the door.

Finally a way to get out, she thought happily.

“Hello? Can you open the door?” yelled James knocking on the door.


Meanwhile back in Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom, Jamie was slipping and she was slipping fast. Her feet were barely touching the wall; it was just too far away. As a desperate move Jamie wrapped her arms around Sirius’s waist trying to keep her balance. Or else she would fall and Filch would definitely have noticed that.

Jamie was blushing but she was grateful that Sirius couldn’t see her face.

This is so embarrassing, she thought mortified at the idea of his constant teasing. He’s going to haunt me for the rest of my life.

“Hello? Anyone hear?” came the low and slow voice of Filch. “I’ll catch you wherever you students are and you’ll be having detention with me no doubt. And you know what I make bad students do for detention,”

Sirius gulped. Images of hanging from the dungeons walls, cleaning the floors and stairs and polishing the million trophies in the trophy room passed his mind. And without magic he added with a shudder that Jamie felt.

Jamie’s grip around Sirius’s stomach became suddenly tighter. What is this girl doing? Thought Sirius amused. Finally it seemed that Filch had decided to leave as Jamie and Sirius heard the door close shut.

“Finally,” breathed Jamie but didn’t lessen her grip.

“Hey Wills, there’s plenty of me to go around,” said Sirius casually. At that comment Jamie let go immediately and unfortunately fell down on the wet ground for the second time.

“I do not like you Black. Don’t even try to say that I do because I don’t,” said Jamie getting up.

“The first step; denial,” said Sirius smiling, “you just can’t hide your feelings for me and I know that I’m irresistible but-”

“Ha don’t make me laugh. Dream on Black. I will never like you as long as I live,” said Jamie while opening the stall.


Lily’s heart felt as if it was soaring as she did hear muffled voices outside the door. Lily sighed happily.

I’m saved, she thought. It has to be Jamie and I won’t mind if it’s Black either.

“Open up,” said Lily and added, “We’re stuck inside, it’s locked,”

Lily got up and started banging on the door, James joining her after a few seconds. The door suddenly swung opened, the light hitting Lily and James, blinding them for a few seconds until their eyes adjusted to the light. The door opened to reveal…

Rescued, Well Sort Of



Filch cursed under his breath. He was absolutely positive that he had heard loud noises coming from the girl’s bathroom besides Moaning Myrtle’s regular strangled sobs and wails. But once he stepped inside the flooded bathroom, Myrtle began howling and crying non-stop (which wasn't normal even for her) so much that Filch couldn’t think properly with her in the same room. His ears were still ringing and his dislike for the teenage ghost deepened considerably.



“Wretched, stupid, idiotic girl,” he muttered to himself as he silently walked in the empty and cold corridor.



I couldn’t even hear myself think, he thought as he gave one last suspicious glance at the girl’s bathroom he had just left before turning the corner.



He was furious. This was his chance to get rid of Peeves once and for all. He just knew that the mess the floor below was Peeves's doing but that did’t mean that he forgot about those students out of bed either. Peeves might have made a mess on hte floor below, but Filch knew that he didn't knock down all the shelves in the library.



Filch smiled wickedly, eager to give the most cruel and harsh punishments that Dumbledore would allow. He had to say, the swinging on the ceiling in the dungeons was one of his favorites. Hearing the students scream…those were the days.



Filch knew that the students were nearby, he could sense it. He had always taken pride in himself of always finding the culprits and his record wasn’t going to stop now. He called it his magical sixth sense.



As he continued walking, he distinctly heard soft footsteps coming closer and closer. Filch held his breath and leaned against the stone wall, his heart pounding with excitement, his black merciless eyes never wavering from the corner up ahead.



He knew that the students had an advantage, having a wand with them but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t use his bare hands if he needed to.



I have them now, thought Filch smugly picturing himself showing the students to Dumbledore and seeing them crying. He saw a tall shadow coming closer and closer wearing a tall hat.



Where have I seen that hat before? He wondered, finding something familiar to it. Shaking his head and telling himself to concentrate, he stood ready to jump on his unsuspected prey.



As the person quietly turned the corner, Filch leaped up, grabbing the mysterious person around the waist and fell hard on the ground. Well, the “culprit” fell hard on the ground while Filch was on top.



“I got you now,” he said triumphantly, putting his dirty hands on the ‘culprits’ mouth, muffling the screams and protests.





Jamie opened the bathroom stall, completely red in the face, to meet face to face with Myrtle. Jamie rolled her eyes as she moved over so Sirius could pass. Myrtle’s face suddenly shined with happiness seeing Sirius and she stood as close to him she could without touching him.



Someone has a crush on Black, thought Jamie. Why wasn’t she laughing at this hilarious situation in front of her? Why was she so…mad?



“I distracted him so that he wouldn’t be able to find you,” Myrtle said slyly to a now nervous and intimidated Sirius. Jamie could tell that he was trying to get away from Myrtle but Myrtle followed him everywhere, her eyes never leaving his face.



Serves him right, thought Jamie as a smirk appeared on her lips feeling a little bit satisfied that Sirius wasn’t enjoying himself.



Myrtle continued talking on and on about their ‘secret meetings’ that Sirius had never agreed or even voiced about, but Myrtle made sure she talked loud enough for Jamie to hear every single word that was coming from her mouth.



Does she honestly think that I even care? Thought Jamie.



Yes, you do, answered a small voice inside Jamie.



That feeling she felt only moments ago when Sirius was talking with Myrtle made her feel uneasy. She would never admit that it was jealously that she felt, let alone admit it to him.



“What’s the point?” Jamie blurted loudly, unable to control herself as she interrupted Myrtle, “It’s not like you’re going to leave bathroom anyways!”



Myrtle stared at her in shock, her face coloring until it was a deep red. Meanwhile Sirius stared at Jamie, trying his best not to laugh out loud. Sirius quickly disguised his snort into a cough.



Can’t believe that Wills is jealous, he thought arrogantly. I always had a gift with the ladies.



“Ladies, ladies. Even though it’s hard and it will take a lot of self control, I beg you not to fight over me,” said Sirius dramatically, closing his eyes and placing his hand on his heart as though it wounded him to see the two girls bicker over him. The two girls, oblivious to what Sirius was saying, were silently shooting death glares at each other.



“I know you love me- ” continued Sirius not knowing that the two girls weren’t even listening him.



“Get away from that!” screeched Myrtle and Sirius jumped in surprise. He opened his eyes to see Jamie dive for his bag. It had been beside the large water fountain, alone and forgotten until now, even by the attentive eyes of Filch.



“Don’t worry. I’m not stealing anything from that idiot,” snapped Jamie, rummaging through Sirius’s things.



Where is it? She wondered feeling irritated.



She threw most of the contents out, tossing in any direction, secretly hoping that it would hit Myrtle even though that would have no effect on the teenage ghost whatsoever.



“Wills, stop,” said Sirius suddenly white in the face.



If she finds it… he thought.



While ignoring Sirius, Jamie, barely glancing at it, threw a potion cup in a form of a red apple from Sirius’s bag, which was flying in the direction of Myrtle’s head.



“Nooo,” cried Sirius suddenly and leaped off the ground, his arms outstretched, his fingers desperately trying to get a firm grip of the glass apple.



The apple missed his fingers by a few inches and landed in front of Myrtle’s feet. Once it collided with the floor, it shattered in many pieces. Sirius stared at the shattered pieces, disbelief written on his face. A sweet aroma filled Myrtle’s nostrils while Sirius cried out in despair clutching his hair as though he wanted to ripe it out in frustration.



Myrtle sighed deeply, a strange smile on her usual glum and depressed face. She sighed happily looking off to space as though remembering happy memories.



Jamie looked up, seeing Myrtle’s expression of ….joy, then looked at Sirius sprawled across the wet floor, his clothes soaked.



He doesn’t have to be so dramatic about an apple, thought Jamie wondering what the whole commotion was about.



“What’s going on?” she said out loud but neither Sirius or Myrtle answer or gave any sign of hearing her.



”What’s going on?” she repeated this time louder. Sirius just shook his head and slowly got up on his feet. As quietly as possible he backed away from Myrtle, as though scared that she would see him.



“Black, answer me,” said Jamie impatiently.



It was just an apple, thought Jamie puzzled.



Why me? Why must everything happen to me? Why did I bring it with me? Asked Sirius to himself.



But unfortunately it wasn’t just an apple. It was one of the Marauders pranks that they were working on for the past two weeks. Filled inside the red glass apple was a love potion. It all started with the idea of making Severus Snape fall in love with Filch and publicly tell everyone so. And so, for two weeks the Marauders secretly worked on it. The idea was Snape to smell the potion and the first person he would see (hopefully Filch or someone just as horrible) he would fall in love with. But there were many problemes. Many complicated problems.



The Marauders never knew how long the person would fall in love. It could go on for days, weeks and maybe even months. The side effects were that the person would be extremely possessive, jealous and would have many explosions or outburst of anger. Everything could go back to normal if the person would kiss his or her “lover” on the lips.



Sirius was almost to the door, silent as a mouse. He ignoring Jamie’s silent protests and her waving arms, a smile forming on his lips.



What if Moaning Myrtle fell in love with Wills, he thought to himself and the idea made him shake with silent laughter. Neither of could kiss each other so the two would have to wait until the potion wears off.



Sirius took another step back, stepping on a piece of glass. The small noise echoed in the silent bathroom. Myrtle turned around to see what the noise was to find Sirius, hand on the doorknob.



Her face immediately brightened when she saw him, he eyes dancing in mirth.



So close, he thought wistfully looking at the door behind him. So close.



“Myrtle, are you alright?” asked Jamie, still not fully understanding what was happening before her eyes, “Sirius, you idiot, what did you do?”



Maybe the potion didn’t work, thought Sirius filled with a new found hope.



“Don’t you dare insult my Sirius!” shouted Myrtle to a shocked Jamie, her face contorted in anger. Sirius’s heart sank.



It sure worked alright, he thought to himself bitterly.



Jamie meanwhile looked at Myrtle in disbelief.



“My Sirius?” she repeated with a snort, “ is this some kind of joke?”



Myrtle replied with a very violent and rude language.



“Oh don’t worry Myrtle. I got exactly what I need,” replied Jamie coldly holding the book that had caused so much chaos and uproar to get.



She smirked at Sirius triumphantly. Her smirk was wiped off her face as she saw Sirius shrugged as though he was seeing the book for the very first time and didn’t have any significance to him. Right now, he honestly didn’t care about the book. Myrtle was his number one problem at the moment. Myrtle, on the other hand, felt quite different about Jamie rummaging through Sirius’s bag.



“Thief!” she yelled pointing an accusing finger at Jamie. Myrtle turned around to face Sirius, smiling sweetly at him.



“Don’t worry honey poo. I’ll get it for you from your ex-girlfriend,” she said.



“Step one, being possessive,” muttered Sirius to no one in particular.



What have I gotten myself into know? He groaned inwardly.





A tall figure stood in front of James and Lily, her hand still resting on the doorknob. Lily’s heart sank when she saw who it was.



Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no, no, Lily screamed in her head, desperately wishing that the person would disappear into thin air. I would have definitely preferred a teacher instead of her.



“What are you doing here?” asked the tall figure with a feminine voice. James, who couldn’t see because his glasses were dirty, could see a person with short brown hair.



“Who are you?” asked James ignoring the question while Lily blushed a dark red and cleared her throat.



“Well, who are you?” asked the tall female. She squinted at the two dusty students and suddenly gave a loud laugh that sent shivers up Lily’s back. That annoying, high pitch laugh that Lily had always hated.



“What’s so funny?” asked James irritate.



“OH. MY. GOSH! James Potter and Lily Evans in a broom closet doing who knows what in the middle of the night!” she screamed jumping up and down as though Christmas had come early.



“Be quiet Anna! Do you want the whole school to hear you!” shrieked Lily.



“Oh sorry,” said Anna sheepishly then added in a hushed tone, “ well it’s not everyday that I see James with you in a broom closet. What other secrets are you hiding from me?” she asked with a wink. Anna sat down next to Lily on the ground.



“Aren’t you going to help me explain?” asked Lily seeing that James was being pretty silent.



“You’re under control Pookie, you can take it from there,” he said calmly, still cleaning his glasses.



“Pookie? Pookie! That’s so adorable! Aw, you guys are the cutest couple ever! This definitely deserves first page on Hoggy Hoggy Hogwarts!” cried Anna in delight looking as though she had won the lottery. In a way she did, because she had some information that Lily (James doesn’t mind at all) doesn’t want anybody to know.



“Please Anna, don’t say anything! Please, please please!” begged Lily dramatically; going on her knees and putting on the saddest face that she could muster.



But with Anna, it would be impossible to change her mind. She lived for the juiciest gossips and published them without any guilt, while putting some of her lies with it.



“Lily, you’re my friend. But the Hogwart’s population needs to know,” said Anna trying to put on an air of sympathy although she felt none.



No they don’t! Cried Lily in her head.



Anna pulled something from her pockets and Lily saw that it was a green and pink quill and some long parchment (James was still cleaning his glasses). Lily tried to get up but she couldn’t move away from James. Bewildered, she saw that the liquid that had splashed on them earlier when they were in the closet had dried. It was a whitish color and most of Lily’s hair was stuck to James’s shoulder while her right arm was glued to his left.



“What the…” she said in astonishment. Anna, who didn’t notice that the two “lovebirds” were attached, continued writing in a feverish manner on her parchment while quietly mumbling to herself, stopping for a few seconds to gasp or sigh.



Lily heard a few words like “love”, “passion”, “the secrets- all the lies” and knew that she was doomed. No matter what, she had to get that parchment. But even if she did get that parchment filled with lies, she knew it was stuck in Anna’s memory and they was no way that Anna was going to forget something like this.



“Don’t worry, Lily, this is great,” said Anna seeing the look on Lily’s face. Lily remained silent, wondering if she could try to erase her memory.



If only I had my wand…she thought and as quietly as she could be, Lily backed away, her left arm trying to find her lost wand.



“Trust me, this is the thing that I have been praying for so long. Ever since that incident,” trailed Anna and her look of pure joy quickly changed to a look of anger. Lily resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Anna soon began telling an inattentive Lily about the “scandal” that had almost ruined her social life. It would have interested Lily- if she hadn’t heard it from the same person over ten times.



Anna continued writing although her cheery mood had disappeared. Lily raised her eyebrows as Anna was stabbing her parchment more than writing on it.



The “scandal”, as Anna refers it, all started when she found out that a fifth year Hufflepuff had an “intimate affair” with one of the teachers. The very morning that the article was published in bold prints, forcing the poor Hufflepuff girl to hide in the girl’s dormitory crying her eyes out, rumors had flew across the school and at lunch everyone was staring either at the Hufflepuff table or the entrance to the Great Hall wondering if the “accused” Hufflepuff would show her face. Everyone seemed to believe every single word. Before the end of the day, everyone in the entire school had a copy in their bags whispering or giggling with their friends. That was Anna’s few moments of superstardom.



The next day, the students found everything to be false and it was Anna’s turn to run in hiding. But she didn’t hide well enough as Professor McGonagoll had found her and took the liberty of telling her that Anna was banned from the newspaper for two months for such scandalous behavior she had ever seen. Many students (mostly Hufflepuffs) thought that the punishment wasn’t harsh enough until they saw the state that she was in the next day. Anna looked like a lost and depressed little child.



Anna stopped stabbing her parchment, which had many holes, and smiled sweetly at Lily.



“How about we make an interview? That would be wonderful! Lily Evans and James Potter, The Hottest Couple In The School,” said Anna a in an awed voice, waving her hand in front of her face as though she could just see the title in front of her.



“Are you allowed?” asked Lily quietly knowing she was treating on dangerous territory.



“Today was my last day. I had to clean all those trophies in the trophy room. I am certainly glad that I heard you,” she added brightly.



“No, Anna I can explain. See what happened is-” started Lily but Anna raised her pink and green quill, silencing her.



“Question number one. How long has this been happening?” she asked peering at Lily, her blue eyes solely fixed on her. Lily, taken aback by the sudden attention, opened and closed her mouth not knowing what to say.



What am I suppose to say? She won’t even listen, thought Lily not believing how rude this girl was being. A smile crept at the corners of Anna’s mouth and she started nodding her head at Lily’s expression of despair.



“I completely understand,” she said and started writing on that piece of parchment that Lily had begun to loath so much.



I didn’t even say anything! Cried Lily in her head.



“No, no, no, no. What are you writing?” cried Lily this time out loud, trying to grab the parchment from Anna’s hands. But Anna was too fast for her and pulled back just in time.



“Our readers have the right to know,” Anna said solemnly getting up and dusting her robes from sitting so long on the ground. She started walking the other direction happily waving good-bye.



“What are you doing? Come back,” demanded Lily outraged. Anna merely turned around and blew Lily a kiss.



“You saved my social life and I promise I’ll save yours. Don't worry, I'll keep it PG 13,” she hollered across the hallway and disappeared into the dark, leaving a sleeping James and a shocked Lily behind a dusty broom closet.





(Author’s Note: You would not believe how much fun I had writing this chapter! Lily and James are finally out of the broom closet, so now the story will be going faster! I’m sure you guys are waiting for some action! I would like to say sorry for the hold up, school work is so boring but so much so it’s taking a lot of my time, but you guys can see that this is probably my longest chapter yet ( I think three thousands words, not sure). One person thought it was Professor McGonagoll, but she's coming up in the next chapter.

I’m half finished the seventh chapter.Don’t forget to review! Thanks!

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“I…I…can’t believe it,” stuttered Lily still in shock.

“I honestly can’t steal over two hundred copies of Hoggy Hoggy Hogwarts by myself,” she said out loud to nobody in particular.

Like I care if I’ll get a free copy or not. All of them are free for goodness sake! She thought remembering Ana’s “amazing offer.” Lily felt James’s head on her shoulder and began to snore. That only irked Lily more.

“You’re sleeping! At a time like this!” she yelled into his ear. James’s eyes shot up in surprise, looking wildly around.

“Who did it? What happened? What did I miss?” he asked looking around his surroundings wildly.

“Anna just saw us in the broom closet and had very different ideas as to why we were there, and now she’s going to write a novel about some stupid romantic rendezvous to the entire school,” exclaimed Lily loudly, a look of annoyance written on her face.

“Well, we could have done that but you didn’t want to,” he said yawning after a long pause and immediately wished he didn’t open his mouth. He wisely avoided eye contact with Lily, but he rightly guess that her face was redder than before. James suddenly felt very small under Lily’s intense glare.

“Just kidding Pookie, you know that I didn’t mean that,” he said hastily. He could have cut the atmosphere with a knife. Seeing that Lily wasn’t going to respond back by giving him the silent treatment, which he hated more, he continued.

“Well of course I meant that but- OUCH!” yelled James in surprise as he felt Lily’s hand slap him on the back of his head.

“What was that for?” he whimpered, secretly hoping that he would earn some sympathy, or even get Lily to talk.

I miss your annoyed, angry, sweet voice, thought James sadly.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Pookie?” voiced Lily hotly, “plus to make matters worse Ana heard that ridiculous nickname as well,”

James’s face immediately brightened and he turned to stare at Lily. He was absolutely sure that her glare softened just a bit.

About Ana coming to their rescue, James couldn’t be more happier.

Actually came, right place and right time, thought James happily.

He was thrilled that she was going to publish it, now the whole school wouldn’t always doubt him whenever he said that Lily was his girlfriend.

Serves that Smith guy, he was eyeing her for too long, thought James satisfied that something good in this disastrous night.

Meanwhile, in a few floors down, Filch was glowing with pride. He had finally caught the culprit. The punishments that he could give were endless!

Too many ideas, too many wonderful ideas, he thought, a wicked smile playing on his thin lips.

“Would you like hanging on the ceilings in the dungeons by your ankles? Or maybe cleaning the slim on the second floor?” asked Filch, superiority thick in his voice.

The “culprit” continued to struggle on and on.

“You know, you look a lot like Professor Mc- Professor McGonagall! What are you doing on the ground?” cried Filch finding to his horror that he didn’t catch a student but knocked down a professor.

He immediately let go of Professor McGonagall’s mouth as though his hand was on fire as he half expected her to spit on him.

“Get of off me now,” hissed Professor McGonagall with a venomous voice that scared Filch out of his wits. He quickly got off of Professor McGonagall with no hesitation and gave her his hand to help her up. She scowled darkly at him and picked up her black hat that had fell down when Filch had tackled her to the ground. She pushed Filch’s hand aside and got up on her own.

Once she got up, she took off one of her shoes. Filch stared at her in fright, unable to think what she was going to do with one shoe in her hand and the other on her foot. Quick as lightning, Professor McGonagall ran up to the frightened Filch and started hitting him with her shoe on various places numerous times. He heard words like “ treat a lady”, “what behavior”, “are you mad?”, “disgusting just disgusting” amongst other things.

Filch had never seen Professor McGonagall in such a state and he was sorry that he was first to see it as well. Repeatedly saying sorry while covering his head with his long arms, he took a quick peek as the continuous beating with her shoe had stopped. He saw Professor McGonagall putting her black shoe on and fixing her hair, which had loosened from her tight ponytail, which was to her shoulders. She straightened her black robes, fixed her hat on her head and began walking, wand in hand. Filch stood still, as though frozen, staring at Professor McGonagall as she quickly and quietly passed him. Her calm, relaxed and cool attitude was back as though nothing had ever happened. Filch had made it a point that from now on that he was to never upset Professor McGonagall ever, ever, ever again.


Back in Myrtle’s bathroom, Myrtle continued talking to Jamie of the “terrible crimes she had done to Sirius” such as taking the library book from his bag. Jamie couldn’t resist rolling her eyes, feeling that she was the only normal person in the room dead or alive.

This is absolutely ridiculous, she thought.

“Myrtle you have it all wrong. This isn’t his book. He stole it,” explained Jamie patiently. Myrtle, however, expressing that Sirius would never hurt a fly, charged after Jamie, a gleam in her eyes that Jamie didn’t like.

I wasn’t expecting this, thought Sirius half scared of the two girls, half amused.

Jamie, frozen in shock for a few seconds watching Myrtle flying towards her, suddenly found strength in her legs and ran. To any stranger that would have opened the door and entered the flooded bathroom at that moment, it looked like two girls were playing tag. Well that is if you ignore the screaming and insults they were yelling at each other.

“Are you insane?” screamed Jamie as she ran for her life.

She made a note to herself to never interact with any of Sirius’s ex girlfriends. Dodging Myrtle’s outstretched hands that were itching to grab Jamie’s throat, Jamie ran after Sirius. Even though Myrtle could do no physical harm on Jamie, which she knew very well, Jamie certainly didn’t like the feeling of stepping in and out of a very cold shower.

“What? Don’t follow me!” cried Sirius and started running from Jamie.

“Sirius Black, I don’t know what you did but I am going to hurt you,” yelled Jamie furiously chasing after the young teenage boy, “Don’t you run away from me!”

“You won’t hurt him,” cried Myrtle on her non-stop chase after Jamie.

“Myrtle stop, it’s okay,” replied Sirius seeing that this wasn’t leading anywhere, while he too continue to run, “ it’s really not my book,”

“You don’t understand my love. She insulted you. I can never bare that. No living human being will ever insult you!” promised Myrtle in a serious tone clutching her heart dramatically.

She continued about how their love will never be interfered ever again not noticing the panicked look on Sirius’s face.

She turned around to find that Myrtle had stopped running after her. Finding no point to continue running (she’ll get Sirius later) Jamie stopped by the fountain, trying to catch her breath.

Why did she stop? Thought Jamie to herself. She was pleased that she did but couldn’t help but wonder why.

“Sirius I must tell you something,” said Myrtle in a hushed voice. Sirius and Jamie stood still, not moving a muscle.

“Um…yes Myrtle?” asked Sirius nervously.

“Yes dear,” corrected Myrtle instantly.

“Yes dear?” mumbled Sirius.

“I love you with all my heart,” said Myrtle, her eyes closed, her hands clutching her heart once more.

Sirius saw the stunned expression on Jamie’s face out of the corner of his eye but most of his attention was focused, of course, on Myrtle. Her shoulders started to shake uncontrollably and Sirius was expecting the worst.

“But we can’t be together!” she exclaimed in agony, salty tears pouring from her eyes. Sirius stared at her, a blank expression on his face.

“I know my love, fate is mocking us both. We cannot continue on like this, being secret lovers, we just can’t do it,” sighed Myrtle sadly. Jamie snorted, unable to contain herself.

Secret lovers? Are you serious? She thought.

“O.K,” said Sirius simply with a sigh of relief. A very different scene had played in his head and he was grateful that it didn’t come true.

Myrtle came running- not to attack Jamie but to hug Sirius. Unsuccessfully she tried again and again which was unfortunate for Sirius who felt that he was going in and out of a very cold shower. Eventually Myrtle stopped and stared lovingly at Sirius, sending chills up his spine.

“You have a healthy life in front of you my Sirius, but when you die, we can be together through death. Forever and ever,” said Myrtle and started to cry dramatically and tried to faint but to no avail, as she couldn’t fall on the ground, so it lost the dramatic effect she was hoping for.

“Farewell my lover. We shall meet soon. I shall always remember your kisses- ”

“I’ll see you later Myrtle,” interrupted Sirius turning red in the face.

Would you look at that? Sirius Black blushing. Wow, what a crazy night this is, thought Jamie.

“We should go,” whispered Jamie to Sirius, her eyes on the weeping Myrtle.

“One more thing,” called Myrtle smiling shyly, “ if you have an affair with anyone behind my back, I’ll get you,”

Myrtle then burst into uncontrollable giggles while Sirius was still recovering from her threat.

“Black, I have no idea what you did to her and I definitely don’t want to find out,” said Jamie as she passed Sirius to open the door.

Book in hand, Jamie left Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom, Sirius quickly following not taking a second look back. As he closed the door behind him, the two heard Myrtle scream four words.

“Sirius, I love you!”

Shaking his head, he made a mental note to never visit any girl’s bathroom from now on and to never make a love potion ever again.


“Potter would you stop moving, or else I’ll blast your arm off,” snapped Lily as James kept moving his tired arm. The odd liquid that had fell on them when they were stuck in the broom closet had hardened and made it impossible for James or Lily to move without the other person moving as well.

James hummed a tune. He didn’t mind being stuck with Lily, in fact he actually would have enjoyed. Going to class together, eating together, taking a shower together-

“Potter, did you hear me?” asked Lily, waving her hand in front of his dazed face. He was wearing a big goofy grin, which made Lily not really want to know what he was thinking about.

“Of course I’m listening. Now when did you say we should go out?” he asked casually. He got a small slap on the arm as a response.

“No need to get too touchy,” mumbled James sleepily fighting the urge to close his eyes and fall asleep.

It has to be past midnight, he thought wondering what time it was.

“Don’t fall asleep again!” said Lily loudly shaking James, “This is our chance to run to the Common Room without getting caught,”

With a lot of struggle, the two were on their feet and were walking as fast as they could without tripping each other.

“Ow, that’s the fifth time,” moaned Lily as she felt James’s foot collide with her own and the two tumbled to the ground once more.

“I know a quick way to get there,” said James as they got up and he turned around to the other direction. His quick footsteps made Lily unwillingly jog up with him.

“We’re going the other way,” pointed Lily as they passed the broom closet, which they had spent so many fond memories in. James remained silent which surprised Lily. She quickly glanced at him, seeing his glasses falling down his straight nose.

Only a minute ago he didn’t want to move more than a step and now he’s walking as fast as he can, thought Lily noting James’s sudden change of behavior. How odd…

She continued staring at him out of the corner of her eye, half expecting him to stop and say that he got them lost on purpose. But he kept silent and kept walking. He suddenly stopped walking and was about to open the door in front of them until Lily stopped him.

“Just what do you think you’re doing?” she asked.

“I’m going in Evans and so are you,” said James.

In front of them wasn’t the portrait of the Fat Lady but the door leading to the boys’ bathroom. James looked at Lily expectantly as if waiting for her to let go of the knob.

As if I’m going in there, thought Lily.

“Potter if you’ve forgotten let me refresh your memory. We’re stuck together,” she said loudly.

“I know that Pookie,” replied James jumping up and down in one spot making Lily’s arm move with him, “ but I got to go. I can’t hold it,”

“I’m not going in there,” said Lily blushing pointing towards the bathroom.

“Of course you are Lily and I’ll carry you if I have to,” said James determinedly. He gently pushed Lily’s hand from the doorknob and pushed it wide open.

“Potter we are going to the Common Room right now,” argued Lily heatedly.

“I’m not going and I’m stronger than you,” countered James. Lily tried to move to the other direction but James wouldn’t budge. After what seem five minutes of a heated argument, Lily finally agreed.

“Fine, but make it quick,” she said finally seeing that her attempts were fruitless. James gave her a big smirk.

“Welcome to the boys’ bathroom,” he said, swinging the door open.



(Author’s Note: Okay, let me explain why I haven’t updated for like two months, it’s because I’ve been working on other stories and it took a lot of time. But I promise it won’t take this long to update again! It has been a while since I posted a chapter and I would like to say sorry about that and I’m trying to post a chapter once a week…Anyways, love to hear reviews! Tell me what you think is going to happen next.

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Chapter 8- A Little Problem

Lily stared at the liquid gooey thing that was, unfortunately making it impossible for her to separate from James. No matter how hard she wished, she was finding out that this was not a dream.

“Let’s see how far this stretch, shall we?” asked James calmly but Lily could faintly hear a hint of contained laughter. She found that her suspicious were true when she angrily looked at him. His hazel eyes were filled with silent amusement, the corners of his mouth turning slightly upwards.

“For your information Potter, I don’t find this very funny,” said Lily, her face turning scarlet. This only widened a smile on James’ face.

I can’t let him see me like this, she thought mortified, avoiding James’ stare.

“I’m not laughing at you Lily. Now, back to this,” said James pointing to the liquid gooey thing.

Forgetting her promise of avoiding eye contact, Lily turned around, staring at James dumbfounded.

“What?” she blurted

“What? Was it something I said Pookie?” asked James, grinning wickedly.

Lily opened and closed her mouth, not really knowing what to say.

I swore I heard him say my name, she thought to herself, staring at him in the corner of her eye.

James, already had been to the boys’ bathroom more times than he could count, watched and waited for Lily’s reaction.

She sure looks nervous, he thought and his grin widened. The whole thing, in his opinion, was becoming more and more comical.

Lily indeed was nervous but more importantly, petrified as though she had just steped on execution grounds.

Okay, how the heck is this going to happen? Do I turn around and close my eyes- wait, I’d obviously turn around. I’m no pervert. It’s not like I’d look. Of course I wouldn’t look, it’s not like there’s anything to look. But not like I’d know, thought Lily frantically.

She was feeling more and more nervous by the second.

“Ready to get this over with?” asked James.

“Yes,” said Lily but to her horror, her voice came out as a squeak.

She immediately clapped her mouth with her hand, hoping that James hadn’t noticed.

James hid his laughter as he pretended to cough out loud.

He led her to one of the blue long stalls and opened the door. Lily blushed at the sight of the toilet.

What the heck is wrong with me? It’s a toilet, nothing more. It’s not like I haven’t seen this before, she thought to herself.

But that fact didn’t reassure her as her heart was still beating in a furious pace.

“So…” said James.

“Um…” replied Lily.

“I’ll just go in,” he said.

H entered inside the stall and Lily, not knowing what else to do (and trying not to look more like an idiot with each passing second), followed. She bumped into his back and muttered a quick sorry.

“Of course I won’t look. It’s not I want to look. You just go ahead…and you know…do your own thing. I won’t bug you, I swear. I’ll just be right here, standing at this exact spot, looking straight at the stall. Like I said I won’t look anywhere from the stall…until…you’re finished,” stuttered the blushing Lily.

I feel like a moron, she moaned in her head. She just wanted to disappear into the ground and never to be found again.

“Lily?” asked James.

“Um…yes?” answered Lily, biting her lip.

“No offense or anything, but what the hell are you talking about?” asked James.

“What?” asked Lily in surprise.

Why is he laughing? Thought Lily, feeling slightly irritated. Can’t he see that I’m not exactly comfortably here?

“How about you turn around?” suggested James before he snorted with laughter.

Lily slowly turned while replying with a small “okay.”

She was face to face with the laughing James. Irritation was soon replaced with anger.

“What’s so funny?” she asked in a cold tone.

“Did…did you actually think that you’d be…in the same…stall as me?” James managed to ask between his peels of laughter.

Realization but mostly embarrassment slapped Lily across the face. Now she definitely wanted to disappear.

I can’t believe I thought…I thought…that, thought Lily horrified, feeling her cheeks grow hot.

“No way, why would I think that? I was just talking about…”said Lily lamely, giving up mid sentence.

It was too late to fix her mistake. This was new ammunition for James to tease her for the rest of her life.

“I know you care for me Pookie, but I just have to put my foot down. You’ll unfortunately have to wait outside,” said James with fake disappointment.

“Trust me, I have no problem doing that,” muttered Lily under her breath as she turned around to leave the small stall.

James patiently waited for her to be at the other side (while still howling with laughter) and then closed the door. To Lily’s amazement, the glue didn’t break when the door slammed right into it.

Great, just great, thought Lily depressed. We’ll be stuck forever.

Finding nothing better to do (and to hide her embarrassment) Lily hummed to herself as James continued with his own business.

This is so gross, she thought as she heard a huge “plop.” I don’t need to guess to know what that was.

After hearing a second “plop”, Lily started to hum louder. One minute slowly passed and Lily, who was getting impatient, started to tap her foot. Two minutes later, Lily started tapping her other foot, growing slightly agitated.

How much time does he need? Thought Lily. It certainly doesn’t take that long.

“Potter, are you sleeping in there or something? Hurry up!” cried Lily exasperatedly.

No reply.

Just when Lily was about to yell at James once more, she suddenly covered her mouth. Her impatient expression quickly disappeared as she looked at the stall with disgust.

“What is that horrible smell?” she managed to gasp.

The smell was terrible. Like a dozen of people had farted at the exact moment. With every passing second, the smell grew stronger and stronger.

“Potter, what the hell are you doing in there?” yelled Lily, unable to take the stench in silence.

Once again, silence answered her.

“Are you trying to kill me?” asked Lily sarcastically.

Not caring if she was being rude, Lily started banging on the stall.

“Um…Lily?” asked James tentatively for the first time.

Lily immediately stopped her banging and listened.

“We kind of have a problem…”trailed James in a low voice.

“What kind of problem? Besides the fact that the entire bathroom smells worse than crap” snapped Lily coldly.

James quickly explained what the “problem” he was having at the moment. But not even a minute later, Lily interrupted.

“You dropped your wand and a farting bomb in the toilet?! Are you insane?”


(Author’s Note: Yes, another cliffhanger. It seems that I have one for all the chapters. Huge thanks to all the people who reviewed and it was a lot!
Blue sapphire lady)