If you're willing to chase me, I promise I'll run slow. -unknown
"It's time for the ball again already?" Lily questions one morning in May on our way to breakfast. "It seems as if it was just yesterday."
"I know," I say, pushing past a group of 2nd years to read the notice board. "Time goes faster as you get older, I swear."
There, pinned on the corkboard as it was last year, is the bright yellow flyer advertising the end of year ball. I sigh heavily. Has it been a year already?
"I assume you'll be going with Bennett?" Lily asks Lydia casually. Bennett and Lydia have been together since the ball last year.
"Of course," Lydia answers. I turn around and she's blushing.
"Oh, don't be embarrassed," I smile. "You guys are cute together."
"Thanks," she mutters. "You'll go with Remus?"
"I hope so," I say, turning back around to examine the date of the event. The 20th of June. Ever since Remus and I had started dating, I've been keeping track of full moons. Off the top of my head I can't remember whether or not the 20th is a full moon, but it's definitely close.
"Why couldn't he come last year?" Lydia asks. I clench my jaw and take a deep breath.
"He didn't want to," I lie.
"Why not?" she asks. I hate having to make up lies.
"Dunno," I say, turning and stalking over to a couch. "You'll have to ask him."
With this, Lily and Lydia exchange looks then tell me they're going off to breakfast. I sigh and pick at a loose thread in the couch's flowery design. I don't like having to lie to anyone, much less to two of my best friends about my boyfriend. But I can't mope around for long, as the boys' grand entrance to the common room grabs my attention. Any yes, their entrances are always grand, Sirius makes sure of that.
"Mornin' Tonksie!" Sirius greets me, walking over.
"Mornin' you lot," I mutter, standing up.
"Morning beautiful," Remus says, pulling me into his arms and giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Ugh," James says. "You two are disgusting."
"Get a room," Sirius mutters, laughing along with James.
"Oh, you're just jealous because you're both single," Remus says, grabbing my hand.
"Oh ho," Sirius says, looking at something slightly to the right of my head. "Not for long!"
"What are you talking about?" Remus asks, turning around to see what he's looking at.
"The ball is coming up!" James exclaims, rushing over to get a closer look at the flyer.
"Really?" Remus asks, following them, dragging me along with him.
"Yeah!" Sirius exclaims, hastily scanning it. "The 20th!"
"Is that a good day for…. yanno?" James asks quietly. Remus frowns.
"Well…." he starts. My heart sinks. Not for the second year in a row!
"It's not good, is it?" Peter says.
"It's the day after!" Remus whispers excitedly.
"So, you can go?!" I ask, gushing with excitement.
"Yeah, as long as I'm not too beat up and Madam Pomfrey allows it!" he explains, beaming from ear to ear.
"Oh my god!" I exclaim, throwing my arms around his neck and squealing with excitement.
"Calm down, babe," he mutters, rubbing my back in slow circles.
"I'm sorry!" I mutter, releasing him. "I'm just excited."
"We can tell," James mutters sarcastically.
"Oh, shut up James," I say.
"You know I never shut up," he answers, chuckling. Remus grabs my hand again.
"Come on," Sirius says. "Let's go get breakfast, I'm starving."
"You're always starving!"
She can't reject me two years in a row.
Stalking down the hall with my usual swagger, I'm mentally pumping myself up for what's about to occur. I'm on my way to the library, a favorite hiding place of the beautiful Lily Marie Evans.
It's a few days after the flyer was posted in Gryffindor common room. She has to have seen it by now. And it's just early enough that she probably hasn't been asked yet. This is the prime time to ask a girl to the ball if you ask me, and I'm always right.
"Seen Lily Evans anywhere?" I ask a cute Ravenclaw in our year. She smirks then points over to the History section. "Thank you kindly." I give her a wink.
Going in the direction the girl had pointed, I round a corner and see her seated at a table surrounded by books. The way the setting sun hits her fiery red hair makes me melt inside; her pale skin seems to glow; her emerald eyes sparkle.
"Hey," I say, taking a few steps closer to her, turning on my usual I'm-the-Gryffindor-Seeker-and-Captain charm. She freezes.
"Potter?" she asks, turning around in her seat to face me.
"Yeah," I say, suddenly becoming nervous. "James Alexander."
"Cute," she mutters, sneering at me sarcastically. I sigh.
"Oh…kay," I breathe. "So, I was wondering-"
"How did I know you would be asking me to the dance?"
"I knew you were going to ask me to the dance."
I stop and think for a moment.
"So… whaddya say?" I run my hands through my hair.
"I already have a date, Potter," she mutters, and starts to pack up all her stuff.
"What?!" I exclaim, rushing around to the other side of the table. "Who?!"
"Awwe come on, Evans!" I beg.
"If you would call me by my actual name, maybe I would consider telling you."
"Okay," I say, straightening up. "Lily Marie Elizabeth Evans, please tell me who is accompanying you to the ball."
She freezes, then looks up at me curiously.
"You've done your research."
"Damn right, I have!"
"For your information, I'm going with Dean Jackson."
"You mean the beater on my team?!"
"Oh God…." I mutter, running a hand down my face. Oh he's going to pay for this next year in practice. 20 laps… yeah that's a fair punishment.
"He's pretty talented, isn't he?" she gushes, standing up and shouldering her bag.
"Have a nice night," she mutters, sweeping past me and out of the library.
I sigh and slide down the bookcase into a sitting position.
Yeah. She can reject me two years in a row.
Comforting James after yet another rejection by Lily isn't an easy feat. It takes many rounds of butterbeer and late nights of prank planning to pull him out of his depression. But as soon as I have some free time, I start concentrating on finding a date.
How can the great Sirius Black go to the ball without a date? That would be unheard of! Tonks is obviously out of the question; she's going with Remus. So, who should I ask? Well, my answer comes to me in the nice little form of a blonde hottie named Scarlet.
I've noticed her before, but never really talked to her. I've heard Tonks complain about her many a times, but who cares? Maybe she'll be nice to me. You never know until you try, and believe me, I'm gonna try!
So, without even telling James, I seek her out during break about a week after the big rejection. I've heard she likes to hang out on the banks of the Black Lake with her friend May on days like this one: sunny, warm, not a cloud in the sky. My sources weren't lying, as I find her wading in the shallows the lake.
"Oi! Scarlet!" I call from the banks. They both turn around and glare at me. I motion her to come here. Unfortunately, her friend comes too.
"Yes?" she asks in a silky voice when she reaches the shore.
"I was wondering if I could have a word with you," I say.
"Sure," she says, blushing. She looks at her friend. "I'll be right back, May."
I lead her a little ways off then turn to face her.
"So…." I start. A breeze blows her bleach blonde hair around in her face. "Do you have a date to the ball?"
"Oh believe me, you're not the first to have asked."
"But, have you said yes to anyone?" I ask.
"I was going to ask you to come with me."
"Oh!" she exclaims, face lighting up. "Well, in that case, I'll just tell him I've changed my mind."
"I would much rather go with you," she says in a soft, seductive voice. It takes me a minute to remember why I'm here.
"Oh… good then," I mutter.
"Yeah," she flirts. "I'll, uh, see you then."
"See you then."
She starts to walk off.
"Yes?" she turns back around.
"Does, uh… May have a date?"
"No," she says, cocking an eyebrow.
"Would she like to go with my mate James?"
"I'll ask her," she winks. "Goodbye now."
"Bye bye," I mutter, already fantasying about the night of the ball.
Hey guys! Yay, I updated!
So I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter! I'm still kind of nervous about it! D:
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