Turbulence

Chapter Six - First day back

Lily was awoken from her dream by the sun streaming through the window. Her dream was slowly slipping away. It wasn’t happy, she remembered. It was a nightmare of sorts. The dream was a mix between James and Alex. She would be having a moment with Alex or talking to him and then he would turn into James. He was invading her life, her friends, and now her dreams. She was suddenly angry at him. She knew it was stupid; it wasn’t his fault he popped up in her dream. The change from them being enemies to friends was so sudden that Lily felt vulnerable.

            She got up slowly, still in her singlet and shorts. Lily slumped out of her room and onto the couch, not noticing that James was watching her weirdly.

            It was about seven in the morning and James had already been awake for about ten minutes.

“Um, good morning...” James said uncertainly.

Lily jumped. “Hi,” she said shortly.

James was a bit freaked out. She was acting stranger and stranger. It looked like she was hung over or something... They remained in silence. Lily was lying on her back, staring at the rood. She has one hand above her head and the other on her stomach that as heaving up and down slowly. James kept casting her worried looks.

He finally decided to speak up. “Lily? Is something wrong?” He asked her gently.

“Yes, James. Something is very wrong.” She said sharply. Nothing was wrong, really. She knew she was being overly emotional.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked as kindly as he could but she didn’t seem to want to talk to him.

“Hardly,” she snapped. Lily let out a frustrated groan and sat up, slumping low on the couch, her long legs stretched out in front of her.

            James couldn’t help but notice her legs. He always knew she was gorgeous but bloody hell... All he wanted was her to like him as much as he liked her. Maybe one day, James thought. He sensed it was probably time to leave and let her think in peace. He got up and left.

Trust him to leave when the going gets tough, Lily thought bitterly. She hung her head over the back of the couch. What was wrong with her? It was just a dream. She needed to talk to Morgan and Louise, surely they could help. She got dressed and made her way through the castle.

            When she entered the Great Hall her friends were there as she suspected. Lily walked over haughtily and sat down. Morgan and Louise took one look at her face and knew something was up.

“Spill. Was it Potter? Damn, you guys were going so well!” Morgan sighed.

“Well... Yes and no.” Lily replied.

“Care to share?” Louise asked.

Lily told them. She told them about the dream and tried to explain why she was so upset by it, but she couldn’t put a finger on it. “Then he just got up left.” She finished.

“To be honest... Now, don’t kill me when I say this, Lil,” Louise started cautiously, raising her hands, “I think you like him. James, I mean.”

Normally, Lily would have flat out denied Louise’s statement. She would’ve gone on a rant about how much she hates James and how she would never like him... But she didn’t have the energy. “I don’t know. I really don’t think so. It’s nothing compared to what I feel when I’m around Alex.”

Someone appeared behind them. Sirius. “Oooh, who’s this Alex you speak of? Prongs won’t be happy. Where is he, anyway?”

“None of your business, Black. I think he’s still in the Head’s dorm. Good luck getting in there, though.” She said, smirking at the memory. Her stomach lurched and she stuffed toast in her mouth to shut it up. Sirius turned and left.