Romance in the Hospital Wing
By Wo Ai Ni16
Chapter 10: The Calm before the Storm
Lily slowly felt her eyes open. 'Now this is what I call a good morning.' She snuggled further into her warm pillow. '...' Now that's funny. Last time she checked, pillows didn't have a heartbeat. Lily moved her hand up and down the pillow. Nor did pillows have six-packs. A sudden realization hit her. 'Don't you dare tell me...' Lily lifted her head to see the person next to her. Ah, what a heavenly sight: Samuel was laying down next to her in his half-naked glory. If only he were James, then it would truly be a sight from heaven. Pity Lily's temper didn't make her notice any of these things. The redhead used a strength that would've made any Amazon warrior woman proud and shoved Samuel off her bed. "You bloody pervert! I need protection from you!"
"Ahh! Lily, it's not what it looks like!" The brown-haired man quickly scurried away from the bed, desperate to escape from her wrath.
"What do you mean 'it's not what it looks like'?" Lily lifted the pillow above her head and tried to pound it on James's head. Damn, but he was already out of her reach! James took this opportunity to stand up and ran out of the bedroom. 'Hmm... So he likes smiley-face boxers?' Lily shook her head. "Argh, come back here and fight me like a man, you coward!"
'Damn, that redhead is scary! Hell, all of them are, but even Ameile isn't this bad!' James quickly turned to the bathroom and quickly locked himself in.
Seconds later he could hear Lily pounding on the door. "Damn it, Sam, get out here!"
"No can do, Lilykins, nature calls!" He flushed the toilet for an added effect.
"'Nature calls' my arse! Get out here, I need to use the bathroom!"
"That lie's not going to work, Lily-dear!" While he was at it, James stripped himself of his boxers and stepped inside the shower. Well, he might as well take a bath since he was in here, right?
Lily heard the water and groaned. Before long she could hear him singing. Terribly out of tune. "Ugh, fine, stay there!" She stomped off.
Inside the shower, James smirked to himself. 'Who would've guessed that Lily would look like the perfect temptress in blood-red lingerie?' Now that was a sight to remember.
Lily stomped up the stairs that led to Megan's wing. She knocked on the door. Her friend's tried face greeted her.
"Lily, this better be good. You know I'm not a morning person."
"I'm sorry, Megan, but Sam locked me out of my bathroom. Can I use yours?"
Megan covered her mouth as she yawned before nodding. "Yeah sure. Go right ahead."
"Thanks." Lily walked into the room. Megan absentmindedly stared after her friend.
'Wait a minute...' Her eyes widened. She was instantly awake. "Err... Lily?"
Her friend turned around. "Yeah?"
"You mean to tell me that Samuel saw you in that?" She pointed to Lily's attire.
Lily blinked and looked down. "Oh my God!" Her lingerie was very short and covered very little, not that it helped much since it was practically see-through. "SAMUEL!" The entire floor shook.
In the opposite room James laughed and wrapped a towel around his waist. Oh yes, today was going to be a very good day.
"I swear, that man is going to be the death of me!" Lily groaned to herself and transferred the pile of clean bedsheets in the cabinet.
Megan giggled. "Oh, but wouldn't it be a lovely way to die, Lily?" A glare was her reply.
"Need I remind you, Megan, that I already have a fiancé. I still can't imagine how Ethan would've agreed to letting that man stay with me. It's a total invasion of privacy!"
"But it's for your own good, Lily. You know how things are getting worse now."
Lily sighed. Yes, things have gotten worse. It was already a month since she received her first death threat. The letters were getting increasingly threatening. "I know. But that doesn't mean that I have to enjoy a single minute of this."
"Well, he's gone now."
"Yes, but only for awhile. He just left to get back to the Ministry. He was mumbling something under his breath. It sounded like 'updates.'"
"I guess they need all the Aurors right now. I sense a battle brewing."
Lily shivered and sat down. Indeed, things have been getting too calm for her. It was the proverbial calm before the storm. "I sense that too."
"Where the hell is Potter!" Moody roared once more.
"My, what a lovely day it is today," Dumbledore said happily, staring out the window.
"I need him here, NOW! Sirius, where is he?" The elderly Auror turned his head sharply to the young wizard before him.
Sirius yawned as he turned over another page of the magazine. A beautiful blonde witch wearing the scantiest of clothing winked up at him from the page. PlayWizard Magazine, for all the magic loving that you need. His eyes skimmed down the girl's chest. "Interesting... I didn't know they came in that size."
Beside him, Remus slapped a hand to his forehead. "Sirius, you'll be in big trouble if Bella catches you looking at that magazine."
"Ah, but that's where you're wrong Remus my boy. You see, there's this enchantment that I cast so that whenever someone else besides me picks it up, it changes into an innocent muggle magazine."
"You're very thorough, aren't you?"
"Yes. And I'm glad to say that I'm a very thorough lover as well." Dumbledore chuckled to himself at Sirius's comment.
"You know that wasn't what I meant, Sirius."
The four wizards turned around as James walked into the room.
"POTTER! There you are! Where the hell have you been, you know this week is important! Voldemort can be carrying out his last-minute plans while we're doing nothing!"
"Sorry, got sidetracked."
"Come over here! I need you to confirm our latest plan of attack."
While the two men were debating with each other in the background, Sirius fought another yawn and turned another page. This meeting was sooo boring! He was already halfway through his magazine! "Oooh." His eyebrows raised as he turned the magazine to get a better angle. "Now that's what I call a nice set of—"
"Don't even say it, Sirius." Remus muttered.
"What? I wasn't going to say anything bad." He turned the magazine slightly to the left. A practically naked witch graced the page, winking at him seductively. "Yes. Now that's what I call a well-endowed woman."
"Sirius can you just let go of that magazine for one second?" His comments were becoming very irritating.
"No can do Remus my boy."
"Will you stop calling me that!" Remus groaned and sunk down further into his seat. Beside him, Dumbledore began twiddling his thumbs.
"Damn! Look at these goods, Remus!"
"I don't want to see it, Sirius—Ack!" The magazine was shoved into his face. He opened his eyes and was met by the two-dimensional cleavage of the magazine girl. He pushed the magazine off his face and blushed. "Quit it, Sirius!"
"So you are attracted to women!" Sirius gave a dramatic sigh of relief. "Thank God, Remus. I was beginning to get scared that you were gay! That would make finding a partner for you so much harder."
Remus growled and picked up the pillow on the couch and shoved it into Sirius's face.
"Will you two boys stop it and do something useful! Come here and give us some suggestions, we need to finish this plan tonight!"
Sirius coughed and took the pillow off his face. "Women." He said to Moody.
"Women. Lots of them. We can use the women as a distraction. Better yet, we should use veelas."
"What the hell are you talking about, Black?"
"I'm being perfectly serious here! The Ministry should hire veelas to seduce the Death Eaters! Then, when those stupid bastards are too busy breathing down the veelas' necks we can stupefy them and bring them to Azkaban! Voldemort can't attack if his men are too busy chasing after veelas, right?"
The men in the room stared at him.
"But then again," Sirius began mumbling to himself. "This plan won't work if they're gay. I mean, I always did think that their uniforms were too feminine. Or would the veelas still work anyway? But what about the female Death Eaters? I think I can try and seduce them. Yes, that should work..."
"Sirius," Moody growled.
Hopeful eyes turned to his superior. "Yes? Genius isn't it?"
Sirius grumbled and picked up his magazine. "Fine!" He shouted, brandishing the PlayWizard Magazine in front of Moody's crooked nose like an angry wand. "But I'm telling you, the veelas work! Death Eaters or not, men are men, and they'll chase after anything with a nice pair of legs and breasts!"
The auror stomped out of the office, leaving the rest of the men to stare after him.
James gave a low whistle. "Well, Sirius has been under a lot of stress lately."
"No, I think he just cracked James." Remus answered back.
"Well that too. Or maybe he's just really sexually frustrated. Poor Bella must still be mad at him."
"Yes, that too."
Dumbledore chuckled to himself. "Actually, I thought his plan was quite interesting. I think it might be the most effective attack we came up with yet."
Moody's jaw dropped, making his face more angular. "Albus, not you too."
"Ms. Evans?" Madam Pomfrey asked from the door.
"Yes, what is it?"
"I need you to cover a patient for me while I go downstairs. Hagrid had another accident while feeding his hippogriffs."
"Sure, I'll be right there." Lily turned to Megan. "Will you be okay?"
"Don't worry, I'll manage by myself. We were almost done anyway."
"Alright, but I'll be back as soon as I can."
Megan began humming to herself as she checked the vitals of a sleeping patient. 'Tap-tap.'
Turning around sharply at the sound, Megan gasped upon seeing the raven perched in front of the window.
"Not again," she whispered, seeing the letter tied to its feet. The raven continued to tap the window with its beak. Fighting against her growing dread, Megan walked up and opened the window. She immediately united the letter and quickly shooed the bird away.
Megan looked around before she shoved the thick parchment envelope into her robes. It's been three weeks now and the letters have gotten worse. Now Voldemort was not only sending them to her room in Hogwarts but also started sending them to her workplace. Luckily, Megan was able to find all of the letters before Lily saw them and quickly hid them. She had to find a way to dispose of them. Megan couldn't afford any more singed hands.
James groaned to himself and shoved his hands down his pockets. 'Damn Moody and his meetings; they always ruin my happy mood.' He sighed to himself and continued walking down the street, letting the crowd move him to and fro.
"James, there you are!"
The redhead bounced up to the man and hooked one of her arms around his. "I've been looking for you for ages now! Where've you been?"
"Just off to Headquarters. Moody's planning an offensive attack now. He needed us to smooth things over."
Ameile stepped back and looked up at him. "Listen, James, I think we need to talk."
Her serious tone made James shiver inside. "Err... about what?" He looked around them. They were in a crowded street in Diagon Alley, not really the best place for a girlfriend-boyfriend love spat.
Ameile cupped James's cheek and made him look at her. "About us..."
A skinny skeletal hand picked up a champagne glass. Snake-like eyes narrowed in malice. The pitiful excuse of a man before him cowered in fear. "You'd better not disappoint me this time, Pettigrew."
The man let out a squeak and began wringing his hands in a nervous gesture. How pathetic. "N-not at all, m-my l-lord!"
"Then start talking. You're wasting my patience."
"The men are stationed now throughout London and Diagon Alley. Malfoy and Black are staying in Knockturn Alley to await your orders, m-my lord."
"He's at Hogwarts right now, trying to test its security to find a path inside."
"And what about the Evans family?"
"The preparations have been made, my lord."
"Excellent, Pettigrew. Everything's going according to plan. Now all we have to do is wait until the timing is right. Then, we attack."
"Damn it, why didn't she break up with me? Better yet, why didn't I break up with her?" James growled and punched the wall. It was solid stone. "Oww, bloody hell!"
"What are you doing now, James?" Ahh, so his temptress finally decided to make her appearance.
"Lily-love, there you are!" James rushed forward and crushed her in a bear hug.
"Ahh, James, I missed you too. Now, get off me!" Lily tried to push him away to no avail. "Ugh, you're so heavy! Get off!"
James beamed and held her at arm's length. "Come on, I already talked to Madam Pomfrey."
"About you getting the rest of the day off and spending it with me."
"For what?" An incredulous look met her reply.
"For fun of course!" She still looked unconvinced. "Aww, come on, Lils! For old time's sake."
Lily quirked an eyebrow. "Are you asking me out on a date?"
"Would you come if I said yes?"
She sighed then smiled. "Okay. Wait for me downstairs while I change."
"Yes!" James whooped and jumped in the air.
"Alright, Jamesie," Sirius said, appearing suddenly by his side. "James is gonna get some tonight!"
"No he isn't!" Came Lily's voice from the hallway. "I heard that, Sirius!"
"Oh my God, James! I can't believe you did that!" Lily giggled, feeling like a little schoolgirl as she playfully slapped his shoulder.
"What can I say, once a marauder, always a marauder."
"But still! Did you see the look on his face when he found out what he was drinking? That was too much, James!"
He laughed along and wrapped his arm tighter around her waist. To his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, she snuggled further into his embrace. It was nice, how perfect they fit together. The couple continued walking through Hogsmeade and started their trek back up the castle.
"I really had a great time today, James." There was a light blush staining her cheeks.
A soft smile lit his face. "I aim to please, Lils."
"Now don't let it get to your head."
"Aww, Lils, you just had to ruin the romantic mood."
"Romantic? What are you talking about, James?"
"Why, isn't this a date?"
"A date between friends."
Lily glared at him. "What, you're actually thinking we're a couple again? Need I remind you that—"
"Don't even mention his name."
Lily sighed. "James, we went through this already."
"Whatever. As far as I'm concerned, you're still fair game."
She quirked an eyebrow. "Do you or do you not have a girlfriend?"
A moment of silence. Then: "I'm breaking up with her." His tone was serious.
That made Lily stop in her tracks. "What?"
James continued walking and looked over his shoulder at her. She looked positively guilty. "I'm breaking up wither her," he repeated again with a tone of finality.
"Why on Earth would you do that?" She sounded almost panicky.
James shrugged. "I don't love her."
"You don't love her?" Lily's jaw dropped. She looked furious. "Then why in the world are you with her?"
"Why in the world are you with Ethan?"
"W-what?" Lily sputtered. She shook her head in frustration. "Argh, James, don't evade the question! Why are you with Ameile then?"
He shrugged again. How can he be so calm? "I thought I could get over you..."
Lily's shoulders slumped. "James..."
He turned around. "I didn't know that I would get to see you again, Lils. So when Ameile came... she reminded me so much of you. I thought I could—"
"James, stop." Lily could feel tears coming to her eyes. "Just stop, please."
"Lily..." James walked to her and wrapped her in an intimate embrace.
At first, Lily tensed before melting into his arms. The tears started running down her cheeks at her heartfelt realization. 'I still love him... What am I going to do?'
James rested his chin on top of her head and began to rock themselves back and forth in a comforting motion. "I'm sorry, Lils, but I just can't let you go." The two stayed in that embrace for some time before separating.
Lily felt a need to reply to him. "Just...just give me some time, James, okay?"
He smiled down at her. "I'm willing to wait forever for you, Lils." He used his thumb to wipe off her tears. "Now come on, I don't want to see you crying. I'm supposed to be cheering you up, remember? Come on." Without warning, James lifted her up and placed her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.
"Ahh! James, put me down!" Lily shrieked and began slapping his back, making sure not to hit his butt.
He laughed and began running up the hill, undeterred from Lily's weightless body.
She couldn't help but laugh along with him. For once, she didn't care that she looked like a complete idiot being carried on James's back. Instantly, it seemed as if all her troubles were lifted off her shoulders. James had an uncanny ability to do that.
And boy did she love him for it.
Lily giggled as James lifted her up into the air. It was so wonderful to feel carefree, even if it was only for a day. The past two months have been too stressful for her. The couple was interrupted by a cough from Megan. Lily blushed at having been caught, as if she and James were doing something other than dancing. "What is it Megan?"
The MediWitch looked at her apprehensively and took out a letter. It was sealed from the Ministry of Magic.
James stopped the silence. "What is it?"
Megan's lips trembled and she looked down at the floor. She held out the letter. "It's your family, Lily."
Lily's smile immediately faded. 'No, please no...' She didn't need Megan's next words to confirm her suspicions.
"They were attacked."
Yay, I updated before my deadline! So there's the complete Chapter 10. If you think that the second half of this chapter is below par (which I hope you don't) then blame it on physics. Yes, I finished this chapter in my physics class. While sitting right in front of the teacher might I add. Sigh. Who cares about Ohm's Law and electric circuits, anyway? Especially since my trimester average is already a 97.8... Yes, now I'm just showing off. I'll shut up now.
But back to this fic: things will pick up a lot faster from here. If things carry out the way I planned, there will be more violence and things will start getting grimmer. And yes, Lily will soon come to her senses and ditch Ethan. And yes, James will dump Ameile. Ah, the joys of love during a war. Isn't it romantic?
So tataa for now and a great big thanks to all those who supported me through their reviews and howlers. Yes, that includes the readers who threatened me as well.
And as for those who still haven't bothered to review this fic... I'm watching you o.o Lol. Seriously though, I hope you review sometime during this fanfic.
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