casual conversation? }{ james potter

[lily anne evans]

Certain days seemed to have all the potential in the world for confrontation. It wasn’t like Lily was the confrontational type, per say, but she certainly expected things to not go over very well during the oncoming conversation with James Potter. For some reason, these kinds of conversations were their worst. Luckily, this particular topic was rare. Normally, Lily was on the other end. Normally, she was telling James he shouldn’t go off to parties because he’d most likely end up snogging some stupid drunk girl like Kyndrick Laurent. It wasn’t as though Lily distrusted him that much, she just didn’t like to leave that much room for error.

No, this time round, Lily was the one attending a party. She knew James wouldn’t be keen on the idea. Lily knew she’d be completely out of her element and the fact that she was helping a girl like Kyndrick Laurent was almost entirely unheard of. Lily had only promised to have any part in things because of the deal she had made with the devil. Kyndrick had come to her with a proposition. Kyndrick had said that, if Lily helped with this party, Kyndrick would stop gossiping about Lily and James and their relationship. The only reason Lily had taken her up on the offer was because the year was so young and people were already spreading rumors and gossiping like crazy.

Lily hated the way other girls treated each other. They were all so quick to say terrible things about each other. Lily felt that her relationship should be between herself and James only. Not her, James, and the entire school. Kyndrick was leader of the little gossip brigade. If Kyndrick shut up, maybe other people would too. And then, maybe Lily could find some peace in her life for a while. James probably wouldn’t understand the dramas the girls seemed so quick to spin out so, Lily knew this would be difficult to explain. The task would be a sort of onslaught of communication failure.

Lily paced back and forth on the lawns along the lakeside as she waited for James. She’d given him a note during class telling him to meet her there before dinner. The sun was low in the sky and Lily wished he would hurry up. She disliked being out there in the dark alone. She knew the kinds of things that lurked in the forest at night and she knew what had potential to wander onto the grounds. She wished she had more patience, but part of her wanted to hurry up and have this stupid argument so she could quickly resolve the issue as if by magic and be exceptionally heroic and wonderful in the eyes of James Potter! Yeah, that was definitely a load of crap. She knew just as much. She had stop pacing.

She moved closer to the lakeside and picked up a stick off the ground. Casually, she stuck the stick in the water and twirled it gently, playfully. She’d done this dozens of times in her early years at the school. They called it ‘baiting the giant squid’ and Lily had managed to coax the thing from its watery depths a total of twenty times over her years. She never told anyone that she had tricked the beast out with wand light and not a stick. They’d surely think she was cheating and not being clever. Lily laughed to herself at the memory and twitched the stick about in memories more than actual desire to see the squid.

She steadied herself in her kneeling position and used her other hand to tuck her school robes and skirt under her knees so they wouldn’t become muddy with the muck about the lake. She tried to let her mind wander away from the present and just fall backward to a time when she was too young to worry about stupid things like parties and boys. Why was she worrying about parties and boys right then? Lily really didn’t understand it.