Hey, here's the sequel!
Disclaimer: I don't own it! Gosh! Stop making me do the painful ceremony!!!!
The Sequel That Has Nothing To Do With Math
"Ohhh, Lily, dear!" Lily glared. Why in the world did he call her that? She was still mad at him for the Multiplication Celebration crap. If he knew what was best for his future children, he should back off. She was already tired and out of patience.
"I just realized this, Lily!" he said joyously.
"What might that be, Potter? That you really are missing a brain?" she retorted, sending him yet another glare. Why won't he go away?
"No." he said confused- looking. But then he brightened and replied, "I realized you're my lucky charm!"
Lily rolled her eyes, and said, "And why am I your 'lucky charm'?"
"Because! You're magically delicious!" Lily moaned at the recognized pick- up line. Where did he get these?
Then James continued, "If I were an enzyme, I would be a DNA helicase so I could unzip your genes (jeans)."
But Lily was really already off in her own thoughts. "That has nothing to do with math." Lily said absently. But this was why she didn't want to go out with him. She thought about this several times. She would go out with him- in fact she had a hard time denying she fancied him- if he had been more serious instead of trying to get into her pants.
"Do you want it to be?" he asked, flirtatiously. Jolting back, Lily replied tiredly, "Not particularly."
But he kept going, but it once again had nothing to do with math. Lily decided to pay a little more attention, instead of giving him an opening for mentioning the 'greatest math equation of all time'.
"Have you ever kissed a bunny between its ears?"
Lily was bewildered… why can he cause her so much confusion over a pick up line? "Uhh…. No."
James pulled out his pockets and said, "Do you want to?"
"OMIGOSH! No, Potter! That's sick! You know-" But she was cut off.
"If your left leg was Thanksgiving, and your right leg was Christmas, can I visit you in between holidays?"
"No! You need-" But once again he cut her off… but he didn't realize that not only he was cutting off her words, but also her time- bomb patience, which had already been slim.
"Baby, I may not be Fred Flintstone, but I could make your-" Lily lost it.
"Potter, SHUT UP!" she stormed right towards him, and poked him in the chest, "THIS IS WHY I DON'T GO OUT WITH YOU!" The whole hall seemed to shake with her rage. "You tell me that you love me every single day- that you love who I am. And yet you are standing there telling me PICK- UP LINES that all have something to do with getting into my pants!" James flinched, but Lily continued, "You know, if you had liked me for who I am, I would have said yes to you already!" James looked shocked, but Lily had already turned around, and was storming away.
The next day, Lily went to breakfast in the worst mood. If you could make something happen that reflected he feelings, she'd have a storm cloud over her head, pouring down in rain and crashing like a herd of elephants.
About twenty minutes later, Lily was stabbing her food, and mumbling under her breath. Her thoughts were interrupted, however, when the object of her fury sat down next to her, and cleared his throat.
"Lily, I wanted to say I'm sorry." She looked up at him, keeping her face emotion less. James painfully continued, "I didn't know I'd given you the wrong idea about what I really felt with the lines- I said them to try to make you laugh, I suppose. But I really do love you, no matter what you or anyone else thinks." Lily nodded.
"Apology accepted. And, James? Just get to know me I little better as a friend, and I will say yes to going out with you." Then she stood up and left the table, leaving a smiling James Potter still at the table.