A Joke Gone Too Far

Chapter 5.

A while later, Lily got sick of pacing her dorm room. She wanted to do something about what had happened. She knew that she was right, and Sirius was definitely wrong. She decided to go speak to James, and judging by the slam she had heard James had gone up to his own dorm room.

She charmed herself to go through the wall and into James's dorm room. She didn't find him there, but dimly heard a shower running. She went up to the door to the bathroom and slammed it with the side of her fist.

"Go away Sirius."

"James, it's me."

The shower quieted. "What? Lily?"

"Who were you expecting?"

"Nobody. What are you doing in my bathroom?"

"I'm not in the bathroom, I'm outside the bathroom."

"What?"

"Are you deaf? I said—"

"No, the shower is too loud. Come in and sit on…sit on the sinks or something."

Lily rolled her eyes at the originality. But she still gingerly opened the door and sat on the area between the sinks—not before wiping it clean with the sleeve of her long-sleeve shirt. She didn't know which shower James was in, all of the doors were closed and steam seemed to be coming out of all of them.

"What did you want to tell me again?" James asked.

"I didn't want to tell you anything. I wanted to ask you if you believe Sirius."

"Believe him about what?"

"That we weren't playing a trick on them?"

"Of course not! I learned not to believe him years ago."

"Really. Am I supposed to care?"

"I don't care if you don't care."

"I don't care if you don't care that I don't care."

"I don't care if—I'm lost. Is that all?"

"No. But still, don't you have that nagging feeling inside you? The one that keeps telling you that Sirius might be right for the one time in his life. I don't know if you feel it, but I keep wondering if he is right. I mean, I would totally be surprised and a little angry. I don't know what happened with the charms, I thought you were half decent at that sort of stuff. Now, about my charm I am a bit mad that it didn't work. After all, I have the highest charms grade and—"

"Do you always talk this much?"

"Are you always so quiet?" Me? Talk?

"Do you always ask so many questions?"

"Do you always talk to people while you take a shower?" Do I ask that many questions?

"Okay, okay. Make your point." God she can get annoying sometimes.

"So, do you have that nagging feeling inside you?"

No-yes-no-"Yes, I do I guess."

"So I'm not alone!"

"Of course not, you big dolt. Why do you think we're talking right now?"

"Why do you have to keep insulting me? It's really annoying."

"And you're not? You have answered every single question I have asked with another question."

"So? It's a matter of reverse psychology."

"Oh yeah? Which matter?"

"Which matter? What kind of question is that?" She jumped down from her perch faced the showers, hands on her hips.

"The kind of question a normal person asks, thank you very much!" He pushed open the door and glared at her.

"Since when were you—" she suddenly choked, and her eyes bugged out. Then, she started laughing.

Which was about when he realized he hadn't put a towel around himself. He pulled the one next to him around his waist and added, "That never happened," through gritted teeth.

"What are you talking about? Of course it did! Wait till I tell—"

James went up to her and grabbed both of her shoulders. He shook her as he said, "No it didn't."

"Yes it did!"

"Just for—" James stopped. Someone or something pushed the two together and they found themselves kissing each other. And they couldn't break apart, even though there was nothing holding them like that. It was choice.

Just then, Sirius walked into the bathroom searching for James. He found the duo kissing and shouted for the others to come to the bathroom. By the time they showed up, the twosome was making out right there in the bathroom. The audience caught a bit of the show—until someone hexed the door shut.

And from then on, James and Lily realized that they really did have feelings for each other that weren't feelings of intense hate. They loved each other.