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Lily's P.O.V-
"YOU'RE FAT!" yelled James
"YOU'RE UGLY!" "YOUR HAIR SUCKS!"
"Oh no, you didn't!" said Sirius looking mortally offended.
This was my breakfast entertainment, my lunch entertainment and now finally my homework entertainment. It was amusing at first, watching the two best friends fight like little girls but now it is just a pain in the ass. I look around the almost empty common room; there were just seven of us. The Marauders, Ted and Sophia were the only ones there besides me. Sophia gave me an exasperated look. We were all sick of them. Even Remus had given up trying to sort out things between Potter and Black.
"Stop fighting, you guys. It hurts my feelings." Said Peter looking close to tears.
Yeah, like that's going to stop them. Professor McGonagall's thousand-and-one threats did not stop them so why would stupid Peter's stupid hurt feelings stop them?
"Hexing off Snape's nose was so lame." says Sirius
"Well, turning his hair pink was even lamer." Says James
"You think my pranks are lame? My pranks? I will have you know that my pranks and me in general are far superior to your pranks and you."
"Oh yeah, well I am better than you."
"Isn't that what I just said?"
"Whatever Black, you're on. "
"Are you challenging me?"
"If you had a brain then you wouldn't be asking me that question."
"Here's news for you Potter, Teddy here and I are gonna kick your ass."
Ted looked up at Sirius, confused, wondering why he had been dragged into this.
"Not if Evans and I kick yours first." James said.
"OH YEAH!" I said pumping my fist up. "Wait, what?"
Now everyone's eyes were on me. Mission accomplished. Not.
"Exactly, you have just dug your own grave," continued James with a sort of pleased, uneasy look.
Ted now chimed in.
"For some reason i fell strangely out of the loop right now. Maybe it is because I don't know what the hell is going on!" he exclaimed.
"Oh, we are just referring to the bet made by the two of you," James replied gesturing to me and Ted.
I was now officially too stunned to speak. I mean, forgive me if I sound a little whiny but I most certainly don't remember asking James and Sirius to join our bet. I don't even remember wanting to spend two measly seconds in the company of forever-awesome James Potter ( The excited fist pumping was just a sort of a reflex reaction and I can in no way be held responsible for that initial remark) and his oh-so-charming best friend. How their fight led to this agreement is also a mystery to me.
"It is so on." Sirius said
"See you tomorrow, losers." James said and stormed into his dormitory.
Sirius, Remus and Peter followed suite.
"So, I suppose the rules have slightly changed now Evans," said Ted.
"What, oh yeah, obviously James and Sirius don't have to do trivial, things like asking both of us if we agree to their convenient arrangements," I replied.
"But if you ask me things just got ten times more interesting over here," he said with an mischievous glint, "see you tomorrow Evans, better go discuss strategy with my new partner."
"Wait, so we both are just going to agree like that? I mean, - uh-."
Ted raised his eyebrows, told me that the real fun had just begun and that following the sacred system of democracy I had to agree to the new teams because it was three votes against one.
"Drat," I muttered under my breadth as he waved and went up the stairs.
"So, that was interesting," said Sophia who had been quiet all this while.
"Umm…what exactly was interesting?" I asked acting all innocent, "the fight? I suppose it was, James and Sirius biting off each others head."
"Oh yeah, sure that was interesting but even more interesting was my best friend being partnered with James freaking Potter."
The truth finally sunk in. I was going to be playing pranks with Potter for the next few months. Pranks which would most probably take lots of planning and preparing. Pranks because of which I would have to spend lots of time with Potter. I could see the idea of a fun, uneventful sixth grade go up in flames. Moral of the story: my life has just turned into a living hell.