To Gild a Lily- 9

Lily woke the following morning feeling as though she'd been hit by a truck. She groaned and rolled over, wondering what could possibly be causing her to feel this way.


Lily groaned again, recalling the previous days events. How James had made a pass at her, acted as though it had never happened, then completely ignored her for the rest of the day. Glancing at the clock, she realized that she had to get up soon anyway and that there was no real point in going back to sleep. She pulled off the blankets and dragged herself out of bed.

Eva was clearly having a dream, twitching every two seconds and occasionally throwing her arms about in a violent manner. Fiona was sleeping peacefully, having nothing on her mind to worry about. Lily sighed and made her way into the bathroom. After a quick shower, she pulled on her robes and tied her long hair into a tight bun as usual.

"Someone's up early," Eva said as Lily trudged back into the dorm. She had just woken up and was brushing her hair into a ponytail. Lily smirked and began to put her books into the bag that James had given her for Christmas last year.


"You okay, Lils?" It was Fiona. Lily looked up; she was putting a brush through her slightly frizzy morning hair. Lily forced a smile half-heartedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine Fee." Lily replied softly. Eva gave her a look of concern, but shrugged it off.

"C'mon then, breakfast just started."

Sirius, Remus and Peter were already in the Great Hall when the girls arrived. Eva promptly marched up to Sirius, who looked quite sleepy and threatening to anyone who wished to disturb him. Eva was obviously willing to take her chances.

"Sirius!" She said loudly, sitting down between him and Remus, "So glad to see you're fully awake and eager to further your magical education!"

She then gave him a bracing smack on the back, sending him face first into his porridge. Not entirely up to witnessing Eva's murder, Lily chose to sit next to Peter on the other side of the table. She noticed that James was missing again.

"Where's James?" Lily asked loudly over Sirius yelling at Eva and grabbing a bit of toast.

"Quidditch practice," Peter said in between mouthfuls of sausage and scrambled eggs. Lily blinked.

"Wow, they're starting early this year," she remarked. Peter shook his head.

"Nope, got up hours ago and headed out by himself," Lily frowned. If there was one thing she knew about James Potter it was that he didn't wake up early, even if it was Christmas. Lily didn't want to jump to conclusions, but it seemed as though he was avoiding something, or someone.

"You know Lily," Remus said slyly, "You've been paying a lot of extra attention to James than usual. Can we make the assumption that just maybe your feelings for him may be a bit less platonic and that you just might-" But Fiona elbowed him in the ribs, cutting him off. Lily scoffed.

"Of course not," Lily lied, "James and I are just friends."

At least I think we are..

Sirius was still yelling at Eva. "-AND IF YOU EVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN, I'LL CURSE YOUR EARS OFF!" he finished, voice hoarse.

Eva, who plainly hadn't been listening to a word he was saying, pushed away her empty plate.

"Yes, of course darling," she said, kissing him on the cheek as she got up, infuriating him even more.

"YOU... WHAT... HOW COULD YOU... GOING TO KILL YOU..." Sirius squawked outraged.

"Yes, I love you too Sirius," Eva said in a lovey-dovey voice. She gave him a wink, "Come on Lily, I rather like my ears!"

Eva and Lily dashed out of the Great Hall, laughing, while Sirius sat flabbergasted and stuttering in their wake.

James didn't show up for breakfast at all that morning. In fact, Lily didn't see him again until Charms class. He was walking quickly up the corridors towards her, hair as messed as ever and sweating a little from the warm morning on his broomstick. Lily swooned the least bit; he was gorgeous.

"Hi James!" Lily said as he approached, "How-" He blew right past her, without even a glance, "-are you." Eva shot her a quizzical look and Lily sighed.

All through Charms, James kept his eyes on his parchment or on Professor Flitwick, never straying to Lily's pleading emerald ones.

What did I do?

James's behavior didn't improve throughout the week. The most he ever said to her was, 'That's my cauldron,' when she accidentally took his in Professor Slughorn's class, who 'tutted' at Lily's distracted potion. Even stranger, Lily could have sworn that he was staring at her throughout both History of Magic and Transfiguration. James kept up this matter throughout all of September and even into October and November.

Yet throughout all of this treatment, Lily still found him as irresistible as ever, and was still as much in love with him as she always was. She just couldn't understand why he was acting like this, and why no one else seemed to notice.

A/N: Yes, ridiculously short chapter. But things start looking up in the next chapter or two.

Thanks to Aleana because she's an incredibly rad person. ♥