Turbulence

Chapter Two - Diagon Alley

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, all credit to J.K Rowling and blah blah xD

Chapter two! Let me know what you think. Hope this is a little more interesting  for you than the last chapter c:

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Lily felt the familiar sensation of travelling through fireplace after fireplace. If she opened her eyes she could see a flash of each fireplace she went through, but opening her eyes made her extremely lightheaded so she squeezed them closed again. She finally came to a stop and tumbled out of the fireplace, her vision slightly blurred. She tried to stand straight but fell forward into something very hard.

"Whoa!” said the person Lily smashed into. Her head was still pounding so she kept her eyes closed.

“Thanks,” she mumbled. The person’s arms were still around her, holding her up.

“No problem, Evans.” Why does that voice sound familiar? Lily thought to herself. Wait a second... Her eyes flew open.

“Get off me, Potter!” She shouted, jumping out of his arms. He grinned smugly to himself. Lily stood up slowly, dusting herself off.

“Nice to bump into you.” James said. Lily glared at him and looked around. None of the other Marauders were with him. She started taking in her surroundings. She did indeed end up in Florish and Blotts.

“I think I’ll keep my eyes closed next time.” She said, trying to break the awkward silence.

“That’s probably a good idea.” James said, grinning and stuffing his hands deeper into his pockets.

“Well, you’ve managed to piss me off in under a minute. Well done, that must be a record.” Lily said hotly. She straightened her top and walked past him, knocking his shoulder on the way. Lily was so relieve there was no one else in the shop to see what had just happened.

“Lily! Wait!”

Did he just call me Lily? She kept walking, pushing through the people of Diagon Alley, trying to reach her friends. She wasn’t so lucky. James caught up with her and grabbed her wrist. She really wasn’t in the mood to talk to him right now. All she wanted to do was meet her friends and get this day over and done with. But James wasn’t letting her go anywhere until he explained himself.

“Lily, would you just hang on a minute! I wasn’t doing anything wrong. Do you seriously think I knew you were going to come tumbling out of that particular fireplace? And would you rather I had just let you fall instead of catching you?” He said, crossing his arms. No matter how much he liked Lily, she was always jumping to the wrong conclusions.

Lily knew he was right. She also knew she was too stubborn to admit that. “Yes, I would’ve preferred that.” She answered. James gave her a look that said, seriously? “Okay, sorry, I’m just really not in the mood for you and your friends. Let me just do my stuff and then go home, alright?”

She didn’t even say it rudely, which James noticed as well. He was expecting her to shout at him and make up some theory that he somehow knew she would be there, falling out of that fireplace.

“Right. I’m just getting my stuff too. The others aren’t even here today. Just me.” He said.

“Okay, well, I’ll see you later James.” She said awkwardly. I called him James. He called me Lily. What is even going on today?

She turned and left James standing in the middle of Diagon Alley. James had been too stunned to say goodbye back. She had never called him by his name before. Maybe to some, this wasn’t a big deal, but James knew this was a big improvement. Usually it was ‘Potter’ or ‘git’ or ‘self-centred toe rag’. He didn’t know one thing could make him so happy.