Chapter Five: Dirty Little Girls
Lily went down to common room early on the first day of her fourth year to find Hermia and Helena, sitting pompously in a red velvet chair by the fire. A letter was attached to her leg. Lily petted both of the owls and opened Hermia’s letter absentmindedly (B/A/N-like she does everything…hehe…) It said:
Dear My Little Princess,
I love you too. I
found your beautiful owl up in your room, her cage covered in the dirty clothes
your Mum yelled at you to clean up. Tsk tsk. I cleaned it all up for
you, and I expect a long letter by the end of the week to tell me how your term
is going. Petty had quite a shock when
Your Favorite Father
Lily smiled as she looked up from her father’s letter. He really was her favorite father. He was always there for her, when Lily’s mother was at her endless list of benefits and meetings, not to mention her mother’s endless job. Her Dad was her favorite person, and she missed him so much. With a smile, she noticed something else inside the envelope.
Her father often bought her presents, just to make Lily feel special, or to make sure Lily knew that he was always thinking about her. Lily look into the envelope to find something wrapped in thick parchment, which she un-wrapped to find a heart-shaped locket. “L A E” was inscribed on the front of the gold pendant. Inside she saw her picture on the left and her father’s on the right.
“Oh, Daddy,” she breathed, “it’s beautiful.”
Lily put it on immediately, promising herself that she would never take it off. Ever.
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An hour later, back in the boys’ dorm, Remus and Peter were getting ready for school. Remus was completely ready, just putting on his shoes. Peter was brushing his teeth and trying to comb his hair at the same time. It wasn’t going well.
Remus asked, “Uh, Pete, why is there toothpaste in your hair?”
“Oh crap, then what the bloody hell do I have in my mouth, if my toothbrush is on my head?”
Peter looked at the comb in his mouth with disgust, and set off for the bathroom, to wash out his mouth fifty billion times with Listerine.
“Hey, uh, James…Sirius....” Remus asked with his quiet demeanor.
“What, Lupin?” James asked irritably. He did not like getting woken up.
“You….you’ve got ten minutes till breakfast is over.”
“Oh, bloody HELL! Why didn’t you wake us up before?!” James yelped, getting out of his bed at the speed of light, to beat Sirius to the shower.
James stopped quickly on his way to pat his owl, Lysander. (B/A/N-If you haven’t read the play, I’m naming all the owls somewhat symbolically, and they’re named after characters in Shakespeare’s “Midsummer Night’s Dream”.)
“Bloody hell…oh well…just bring me some food, eh, Lupin?” Sirius asked.
“Well, you know I would Sirius, but we go to lessons directly after, so I don’t have time to come back here and feed your lazy ass. My sincerest apologies, though.”
“S’Okay,” Sirius replied, not quite noticing Remus’ sarcasm. Sirius’ owl, Demetrius, hooted loudly, and Sirius quickly jumped out of bed. “Alright, ALRIGHT, I’m awake…”
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After all the Marauders and the girls had all eaten, they got their timetables.
“Sigh…Potions with the Slytherins…will it never END?!” James screamed in utter frustration.
“Hmm…let me think about that…uh…no.” Remus replied.
Sirius, who was always too lazy to look at his own schedule, asked the boys, “Eh, Remus or James, what’s up for today?”
“Well, you lazy ass,” Remus replied with a smile, “we have traditional DADA (Defense Against the Dark Arts) first, and then afterwards it’s Divination, then Care of Magical Creatures (CMC for future reference).”
“Well, Sirius,” James answered, “I have the same thing, but I have Arithmancy when you guys have Divination.”
James was very good at numbers, and was the only one out of the Marauders that decided to brave Arithmancy.
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Lily and the twins looked at their schedules. Lily had the same as Remus, first DADA, then Divination, and then CMC.
But Emia and Avia were both good at numbers, like James, and were in Arithmancy.
Lily smiled, “At least we have two classes together today, and we’ll have plenty of time to catch up!”
“Yes, I suppose, It’s been-”
“-really boring this summer without you!”
Lily smiled, “Yeah, I’ve had a crappy summer without you guys too. Pet was driving me nuts!”
“She did-”
“-before though!”
“Yeah,” said Lily, “but this was worse. Way worse.”
The three girls, inseparable as they always were, climbed up the corridor singing Elton John’s “Dirty Little Girl”. “….I’ve seen a lot of women who haven’t had much luck, I’ve seen you looking like you’ve been run down by a truck…That ain’t nice to say, sometimes I guess I’m really hard, But I’m gonna put BUCKSHOT in your pants if you step into my YARRRDDDDD!!!!”
Their voices were off-pitch (on purpose of course) but the whole scene was very entertaining.
“…Here’s my own belief about all the dirty girls- That you have to clean the oyster to find the pearl. And like rags that belong to you, I belong to myself, So don’t show up round here ‘til your social worker’s HELPED!” As the girls finished their little tune, they heard tumultuous applause a bit behind them. The Marauders (and Peter) were following them! They heard everything.
Lily turned, and curtsied.
She giggled at the applause, but Avia and Emia were turning a very red color. They were starting to get red spots around their necks, they were so nervous. The twins had a rash problem that flared up whenever they were nervous, embarrassed, or overheated. It got very annoying to them, but they were never ones to complain.
Emia was especially embarrassed, especially under Sirius’ beautiful chocolate eyes. Emia had always held a bit of a fancy for him and having him watch her was more than she could take. The red spotted rash continued, and she rushed off to the restroom.
The rest of the Gryffindors continued to DADA with Professor McVane.