11E is for Exasperation
Lily stormed out of the crowded transfiguration room before Potter could assault her yet again. She dashed around the corner and pressed her back against the cool stone wall, her eyes darting about, searching for the tell tale tuff of jet black hair. When James was no where to be seen she slouched against the wall and let out a big breath.
It was only the first week of seventh year, and already Potter was harping at her for a blasted date. It seemed that this year, he was determined to get what he wanted.
"Lily?" Lily smiled as Mary called her from around the corner.
"Is the coast clear?" Lily hissed. She frowned as she heard a few titters, but assumed it was just Emmeline flirting with another brawny Huffelpuff.
"Um, Yeah, Potter's nowhere in sight!" She heard Mary squeak. Lily smiled and rounded the corner only to find Mary standing in the middle of a corridor filled with calla lilies, and one James Potter. Lily wanted to scream, pull her hair out, and strangely enough kiss him as he sauntered over to her, a single lily in hand. The rest of the pale flowers lay strewn about the corridor, being picked up by the many bystanders.
"Mary!" Lily hissed, shaking her head at her friend. Mary merely giggled and dashed away. Lily scowled, Potter had played this perfectly- he knew she trusted Mary the most out of all her friends. He was so bloody infuriating!
"Lily dearest, may I offer you a lily?" He teased, fully aware that he was making the corniest joke in history.
"No, you certainly may not!" She snapped, kicking a pile of the blasted things as she stormed past him.
"You can't reject me forever Lilyflower!" He called after her, making her want to scream. She dashed up to the common room to drop off her things before heading down to the Great Hall for dinner. She dreaded going into the crowded hall, full of witnesses. It would be the perfect place for Potter to pull one of his ruddy stunts.
However, dinner was uneventful, and she found herself heading back to the common room, arm in arm with her three friends.
"I swear to God, he asked me to wear his scarf for the Ravenclaw, Slytherin game!" Emmeline gushed as she tossed her curly blond hair away from her deep green eyes.
"I'll believe it when I see it Emmy, we all know that Caradoc Dearborn usually goes for dimwitted Hufflepuffs and easy Slytherins." Marlene pointed out, always cynical.
"Well, maybe he was in the mood for a different girl, one who actually has a brain." Emmeline snapped.
"I'm sure he meant it, Emmy don't worry." Lily consoled, in a good mood.
"Me too, although it will be interesting to see you to play each other in the next Ravenclaw, Gryffindor game." Mary mused.
The four girls spoke the password and entered the common room, but something was off. All of the students already there were sniggering and smiling at Lily.
"Stop staring at her before I hex your eyes out." Marlene snapped as she led the rest of the girls to their usual four chairs by the crackling fire.
"Date me." Lily screamed as she sank into the chair and the usual creak of the springs was replaced by James Potter's voice. Mary, Marlene and Emmeline giggled as their chairs did the same.
"The stairs say the same thing when you walk up them!" A first year girl squeaked.
"Where is he?" Lily growled, standing up from the offensive chair, making the springs repeat their plea. Her question was meant with various shrugs and she groaned as the maddening urge to rip her hair out returned. She stomped up the stairs and winced as they to squeaked "Date me, Date me."
With a groan of despair Lily plopped onto her bed, and sighed, it was going to be a long year.
That morning at breakfast Lily waited anxiously for the owls. Soon enough the hall was filled with the flapping of wings and low hoots of the owls.
"Look at all of those birds coming our way!" Mary exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.
Lily's eyes grew wide as at least twenty owls dropped tiny pieces of parchment on her plate.
"I wonder who those are from, go on and open them up Lils." Emmeline teased, nudging Lily in the side.
Lily grabbed one of the tiny pieces of parchment and opened it to read the words "Just one date"
"That bloody annoying toe rag!" She growled as she scanned the rest of the notes with angry eyes, only to find the same sentence written again and again in Potter's messy scrawl.
"I take it that James has been a busy boy." Marlene drawled as she downed a cup of steaming coco. Lily nodded before standing up and storming over to where Potter sat, lazily talking to Remus and Sirius. He smiled, his gorgeous eyes sparkling.
"Oh Good Morning Lilyflower, I have something to ask you." He said, beginning to stand up.
"Yes." She almost screamed. "Yes James, I will go with you to Hogsmeade! You don't have to charm furniture, badger me, conjure flowers or send me owls! I'm going to explode if I hear that question ever again so I give up!" She seethed, feeling so exasperated she could barely think.
James stood their, staring at her like a slack jawed idiot before smiling. He ran up to peck her on the cheek.
"Yes! You owe me soooo much money Padfoot!" He hooted turning to Sirius. He turned back to Lily, a goofy grin still in place.
"You won't regret it Lily, I promise." He vowed, before strutting out of the Great Hall, a flabbergasted Remus and Sirius following him.
It seemed like the whole Great Hall was gaping at her as Emmeline, Marlene and Mary rushed over."
"What in the Hell just happened?" Emmeline breathed.
"I have gone completely and utterly insane." Lily grinned, and for once, she was actually excited to see James Potter again.