Life Set to Music
I Want You to Want Me
a/n: So….I'm back after my five month unintentional hiatus….and I bring you this story as a peace offering…. I have three parts written...they go in chronological order, but I have an idea for a fourth part that would actualy skip back to the beginning. Oh, not that you need to to enjoy the story, but I recommend listening to the song I list...helps set the mood. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, that belongs to the amazing JKR, and I do not own "I Want You to Want Me", that belongs to Cheap Trick.
The corridors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were empty. Now this, it should be noted, was a very strange occurrence. Normally the expansive, winding, stone-encased corridors, bordered by statues and suits of armour, were bustling with rambunctious students. But it was nearing Christmas, and all through the school not a creature was stirring, not even a ghoul.
Well, except for seventeen year old Lily Evans, who was currently dancing quite vigorously around the Head Girl's room to the blaring music of Cheap Trick.
"I want you to want me…I need you to need me..." sang Lily, her red hair fanning out behind her as she jumped and jiggled around the room.
I'd love you to love me.
Lily opened the door to her room and made her way into the common area, bobbing her head and wiggling as she did so. Her eyes were closed, a pleasant smile on her face.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.
She danced around, wriggling and jiggling and thrusting, in the carefree way of some one who thought they were alone.
The key word being 'thought'.
James Potter sat in a large, red, wing-backed chair, his hazel eyes trained on Lily's jovial form. He closed the book in his lap and watched, contemplating when she would finally notice him.
I want you to want me.
Lily bounced around, whispering the words as she made her way around the room.
I need you to need me.
She spun and twirled, a small laugh escaping her.
I'd love you to love me.
She shook and shimmied her way towards the center of the room, growing closer and closer to James, still incredibly unaware of his presence.
I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand new shirt.
Lily's eyes opened, facing away from the chair. Her arms shot up as she smiled, wiggling her hips from side to side and waving her hands in the air.
I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me.
Lily fell back into the chair, exhausted.
This is, of course, when she finally noticed that the chair was warm….and kind of lumpy….and had the familiar scent of James Potter.
She let out a panicked shriek and leapt up, spinning to face him. Her face flushed a deep pink as she fought to glare menacingly.
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?
James fought to keep a smirk off his face. Sadly, he failed, and the deep rumble of his laugh reverberated through the room.
Oh didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?
Lily frowned, a pained look entering her eyes. She turned away from him, her body was still as she made her way back to her room, the joy that once filled her now lost.
Feelin' all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin'.
James felt his stomach fall away. The still much too loud music was the only sound in the room. The moment, which had once been filled with happiness and dancing, and the promise of such a memory…was dissipating.
The music suddenly felt hollow.
Oh didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you cryin'?
James jumped up from his chair, chasing Lily before she could reach her room and shut herself up inside. He took her gently by the wrist and spun her around, dropping to one knee.
"I want you to want me!" he belted out with the music. Lily's smile flickered.
"I need you to need me!"
James held her hand, peering earnestly up at her. She blushed, smiling slightly and looking away.
"I'd love you to love me!"
She rolled her eyes and tried to tug her hand away from James. He droped to both knees and clasped her hand in both of his.
"I'm beggin' you to beg me!"
She smirked, and an encouraging smile spread over James' face. He stood up, and gently led her back to the center of the common room. He spun her around, and a feeble giggle escaped her lips. The music faded from their senses as Lily turned to face James, her green eyes searching his.
"You're not supposed to be here," she said, her voice soft, just barely discernable.
"Change of plans," he answered as he drew her closer and began to dance with her. She smiled slightly, but her body was stiffer than before.
"I didn't know that you were here."
"I figured."
"You should have said something."
"Why?"
"Because then I wouldn't have embarrassed myself!" she argued, shoving him away. Despite this, he smiled and stepped towards her again.
"You looked happy Lily. I didn't want to ruin that."
She fell silent.
I want you to want me.
James held out his hand to her, his feet already tapping the beat and an infectious smile on his handsome face.
I need you to need me.
Lily placed her hand in his, her cheeks tinged pink, but her hips beginning to sway to the beat.
I'd love you to love me.
And they danced; their bodies twisting and sliding around the room.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.
Lily moved closer to James, and only slowed her dancing as she put a hand on his chest and leaned up to kiss him softy on the cheek. She pulled back hastily and smiled cheekily up at him before sashaying away.
I want you to want me.
James smiled a genuinely happy smile.
I want you to want me.
The music and their laughter filled the room as the snow fell softly outside.
I want you to want me
In true holiday fashion, the suits of armour in the hallways hummed to the song, clinking and clanking to the beat. Albus Dumbledore, who was sucking quietly on a lemon drop as he roamed the hallways that afternoon smiled, his blue eyes twinkling merrily.
Oh how he loved Christmas.
I want you to want me…
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