The Marauders: Year Five #Wattys2017

Giddy and Fabulous

Giddy and Fabulous

Next morning, Lily let the First Years find their own way to the Great Hall for breakfast, though she trailed behind them quietly talking to Annalee McKinnon, keeping her eye on them unbeknownst to them. She couldn't help but think of James calling them seagulls, and laughed to Annalee about the comment as they walked along.

The First Years themselves were talking quietly. "You can't fancy a fifth year! He's like a hundred years old," said Darcy holding onto the strap of his bookbag and looking over at Vivian.

"I can fancy anybody I like," Vivian said in a high tone.

Liam said, "Yeah, but you'll never end up with him!"

"James Potter's with that girl with the coloured hair in Hufflepuff anyway," said Dexter, nodding, "Even if he wasn't old enough to be your da, practically, he's still taken."

Vivian's face was displeased. "He isn't old enough to be my da, you git, he isn't old enough to be anyone's da. He's not that much older than us! Same age as Lily is."

Oliver said, "There are loads of boys our own age you could fancy..."

"Yeah! You could fancy Ollie!" announced Wally, throwing his arm about the tiny boy.

Vivian answered, "I'd sooner fancy Liam."

Liam looked over, "And why wouldn't you?" he demanded.

Vivian made a face.

"Because you're too busy fancying yourself, Harding," said Macy with her quick wit.

"Ohh-hoho! Harding got gobsmacked!" Wally hooted, his arm still about teeny little Ollie, who laughed and smiled awkwardly as his friends joked. Together, he and Wally jumped over a trick step.

"I don't fancy myself," Liam said defensively.

Vivian rolled her eyes, "Please. You haven't shut up about how wonderous you are since we got here! Even on the train..."

"Oi, do we go left or right here?" Dexter asked. They'd come to the third floor landing where the moving staircase ended.

"Right," Oliver supplied. "The entrance hall's down that'a way." He pointed.

"Ahhh Ollie, Ollie," Wally sing-songed, making up his tune as he went along, "Always knowin' where we goin' -- smartest boy in Hogwarts, learnin' all the magic words..."

Oliver blushed.

"But anyway, Viv, you can't fancy Potter," Darcy said, picking up the conversation again. He sounded like he was pleading.

"Why not?" Vivian asked, "Give me a good reason, Darcy."

"Cos Darcy fancies you himself," said Wally boldly.

"WALLY, SHUT IT!" Darcy crowed, his face red.

"Whaaaat?" Wally asked. He grinned at Vivian and winked, dropping his arm off Oliver's shoulder. Oliver looked disappointed.

Lily smiled at their conversation - and at the fact that the'd all managed to navigate themselves to the Great Hall from Gryffindor tower alone and she quickly broke away to take her usual seat at the Gryffindor table between Remus Lupin and Frank Longbottom, across from Ali Prewitt. But Ali wasn't there. Lily nudged Frank as she sat, "Hey, where's Alice?" she asked.

Frank replied, "She wasn't feeling well. Gone to see Pomfrey... She didn't want me to come." He looked nervous.

Lily gave him a look, but he turned away, talking to Andy Woodhouse.