i own none of it.

Jealousy

They're doing it again.

But why do I care?

Because you love him.

Do not.

Do too.

Do not.

Do too.

Shut up! I am not going to fight with myself!

You are and you're losing.

Do they have to do that in the middle of the common room?

Just go rip her throat out right now.

No, the head boy is free to snog whoever he wishes.

Cruciate her!

I'll go to Azkaban.

Might be worth it...

Maybe...shut up! I'm not going to pollute my own mind!

Yes, you are.

Am not.

Are too.

"Lily, are you okay?" Sirius sat down next to me. I went back to reading my book instead of glaring across the room.

"I'm fine, Sirius."

"What are you reading?"

"A book."

"About?"

"People."

"Sounds interesting. Any dogs?"

"One, run over by a motorbike."

"Poor mutt."

"Any reason why you're here?"

"James."

"What about him?"

"And Marigold."

"What about them?"

"And you."

"What about me?"

"The way you were glaring across the room at my best friend simply for snogging."

"Was not!" I shouted. "Oh, no...I'm doing it again..." I muttered.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing..."

"I have a plan," he whispered.

"Oh?"

"You see, James and Marigold have a date on Saturday. I know for a fact that he is the jealous type."

"Your point is?"

"Go out with me, Evans?" He had raised his voice so the whole room could hear. He winked. I got it.

"Of course, Sirius! But I must insist you call me Lily!"

"Okay, Lily," he said hugging me. We walked out of the portriat hole in time to see James' eyes in slits.