This is just a quick story that popped into my mind a couple of days ago. It's just a light hearted and simply written and i'm not sure whether or not i'm going to continue with it so REVIEW and tell me your thoughts!
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the Harry Potter characters.
James reeled around the corner of the west wing as he heard the banging of footsteps behind him drowning out.
"Damn!" he muttered, as he realized that Filch had taken the secret passage by the Warlock painting, meaning that he would be coming out…shit! right in front of James. Mentally slapping himself and hurridly vowing to never let Sirius and Peter take the cloak again, James picked up his pace.
This was bad, very bad. Normally it's not like it would matter getting a detention, one saturday afternoon really didn't effect his day, but it was the feeling of guilt and responsibility that was welling up inside him as he continued down the corridor. Dumbledore had given him the 'just make sure your not as 'disruptive' now that you're head boy speech' last week, of course James didn't actually think that Dumbledore would expect him to become a saint, more just to not get openly caught so often.
Skidding around the corner he began to run again, the pixie wings stored in one of the jars banging around as he did so. Continuing down the stairs as fast as he could without tripping and jumping over the trick one third to the bottom he felt a feeling of relief well up inside him at the sight of the portrait of the Fat Lady nearing closer to him,
"Butterbeer" he yelled continuing to run at break neck speed down the hallway, having done this routine with James and the other guys so many times now she didn't even yelp. Instead she just flung the portrait back as quick as she could allowing James to tumble, rather awkwardly, into the dimly lit common room.
Knowing all too well that Filch had common room passwords, a ridiculous new rule being inforced this year, and that he would come wheezing in after him any second now he sprinted up the dormitory stairs and using his Quidditch reflexes began hurdling over the copulous amount of text books, robes, empty containers and trunks on the floor. Not worried about his dropped wand, he hurled himself into their bathroom and slammed the door behind him muttering the secret password under his breath.
Last year Remus had come up with a brilliant idea of storing all their left over ingredients and supplies in a secret compartment in their bathroom, if ever some reason their was an inspection of rooms or they were about to get caught they could seal the bathroom when inside with the spell and then wait for one of the other three to come retrieve them.
Lily tip toed down the stairs as quietly as she could, once this was all over she was going to kill Alice…
Her heart thumping she stopped dead in her tracks and listened as she thought she heard thumping coming from far off, realizing that it must have been a false alarm she squinted ahead letting her eyes adjust to the almost unfamiliar common room in it's darkness.
Continuing to tip toe across the floor and avoiding some of the Zonk's fake witches hats that had been discarded earlier that evening, she moved towards the left staircase, her red locks swishing back and forth and her eyes darting around as she prepared herself to run at the sight of anybody.
She tried to make her heart stop racing, after all this was better choice out of the two, declaring her love for Snape at lunch would have been too much for even her to handle let alone all the innocent partakers attempting to eat.
She tried desperately to think rationally, after all she'd been out later than this, and there was no rule saying you weren't allowed in your own common room for god sakes! Still it was 4 o'clock in the morning. Making a resolution with herself to NEVER be tricked into something like this again she took a final deep breath and began making her way up the boy's dormitory staircases.
Pleading like hell the boys hadn't put any defense mechanisms or stupid pranks up for each other she turned the handle as quietly as she could and peered into the room. Well, it didn't look like there was anyone in there… Taking a last quick look around the common room she saw Alice, Daisy and Hannah all three of their heads peering out of the top of the girl dormitories staring at her like they were out of some 70's muggle sit com trying not to piss themselves laughing.
Defiant though, she shot them a rather piercing glare and turned around to enter the room, although not before giving what James would call a very un lily-like gesture in their direction. Lily grudgingly lowered herself onto her hands and knees, and hoping the light from the almost full moon that was leaking into the room would suffice, she started scrambling around among the Marauders possessions in a desperate search. Trying to ignore the inner workings of her brain, and it's abuse and scolding at her for being so awful at cards, she took a deep breath in, and stuck her head underneath Sirius's bed, although alas, she still couldn't find it.
Surely there would be one hanging down underneath here somewhere, she thought to herself as she lay flat on the floor and streched out her arm, padding the floor for any signs of some. However, the next second there was a bang and a thud from downstairs as Lily, simultaneously tried to remove herself from the perils beneath Sirius's bed, and nurse her throbbing head, which she had thumped against the boards in fright at the same time. Only too aware after six long years that any sound like that would soon be accompained by a marauder, Lily's eyes desperately began scanning the room for a place to hide. Through the throbbing of her head and the watering in her eyes it took Lily a couple more seconds before she noticed the bathroom door opposite and scrambling over a suitcase, she hurtled herself in the room, panting and slamming the door behind her. Having barely entered the room for a few moments and only having just had time to slump herself against the floor in an attempt to stop her panting, Lily was too surprised to even mutter anything as a swish of robes and brown hair appeared beside her. Dropping his various contents onto the floor he stopped momentairly to catch his breath before turning to look over his shoulder and discovering a very out of breath, and somewhat disheveled Lily sittng on his bathroom floor.
"Evans! He said shocked, "Not that I'm not thrilled or anything but, would you mind telling me what the fuck are you doing in here?" he continued glancing around the bathroom which at the moment wasn't exactly in it's most prime state with various clothes scattered around the floor.
"Ahhh …welll…." Lily had to admit it, she was struck for words, how did you explain to James Potter, the most arrogant, big headed, egotistical, gorgeous boy in the entire school your being in his and his friends bathroom, that is, without looking like a stalker, "umm nothing anyway gotta go bye!" she said slurring all her words together and making a desperate dive towards the door handle, only to find it locked and unwilling to budge.
"Care to let me out?" she said, a little bit of anger coming back to her.
But James just smiled and let his legs give way as he sat down leaning back against the wall and spreading the various items out in front of him.
"Now Evans" he said, "You know I would just love to let you out of here, but firstly I have three good reasons not to," he continued looking down at her, "number 1," he drawled, "I have no problem being locked in a bathroom with the singularly most gorgeous girl in Hogwarts, number 2 you should be happy to be spending your night in here, but number 3" he said pausing momentairly, "is that I can't, even if i wanted to, because the spell can only be deactivated by Moony, Padfoot or Wormtail, all whom it seems" he continued pressing his ear against the door. "Will probably be receiving detentions right about now."
"You're telling me that I'm stuck in here, with you" she replied exasperated. He grinned and nodded at her, normally she'd be fuming by now but the lateness of the night had drained all her anger from her.
James just smiled as Lily letting out a defeated sigh slid down to find herself sitting on the floor next to what seemed a very bemused James.
"Come on now Evans" he smiled, "You could at least pretend to be happy and feed my ego a teeny weeny bit instead of crushing it to pieces" he continued.
"Oh yeah" she snorted, "like your ego needs feeding, I do believe it's obese already Potter"
"Ouch!" he laughed at her.
"Shut up Potter" she snapped back, "If I'm going to be stuck in a bathroom with you all night the least you can do is try to restrain from talking".
"Hey!" he said raising his hands in defence, " I don't need to talk to have, fun" he grinned moving in closer to her.
Oh god…. This was DEFINETLY going to be a long night, she was going to KILL the girls after this!