So...

Potato will gloat, but I'm really feeling like the update will probably be tomorrow instead of today. I have to go to work now, and so... yeah. HOWEVER, you can now be distracted from your rage with me by a shiny excerpt!

“She said I was impolite!”

“She said I was stringing someone along!”

“She jumps on every little thing you say and doesn’t let you explain it!”

“She attacks you!”

“Without warning!”

“Completely unjustly!”

“And it smells like dying rodents in that office!”

3/30

This moment calls for an excerpt.

“What a bitch!” exclaimed Ravenclaw Valerie Turpin, handing Shelley Mumps a handkerchief, but not really looking at the blonde, whose hands concealed most of her face. This changed when Shelley took the handkerchief and used it instead to conceal her flushed cheeks. 

 They stood in the girls’ lavatory off the fourth floor, and Valerie had been touching up her lipstick when an ostensibly distraught Shelley entered, five minutes earlier. Now that the Gryffindor’s story was told, Valerie picked up her forgotten make up and turned towards the glass over the tap again. 

 “You can’t just let Carlotta get away with this!” Valerie ranted on, delicately applying the creamy pink wax over her lips. “Girls do not steal their friends’ crushes!” 

 Shelley finished wiping her (dry) eyes and set down the handkerchief on the side of the sink. Valerie was now smacking her lips together, vision fixed upon her reflection, and she did not notice her companion’s face at all. 

 “But what could I possibly do?” Shelley asked carefully. “I mean—she’s Carlotta Meloni. She gets away with everything..."

A Very (James) Potter Post

James picture above. 

James music below.

And three (tiny) James excerpts:

A very happy James Potter day to all!

I

“Oh, and will you please explain to me who this Cinderella bird is and why it is that she’s ruining my life?”

II

“Would you prefer I invent an inexplicable nickname for you?” Lily replied, half exasperated.

“It would certainly feel a little less circa-fifth-year.”

III

"Well, frankly, fuck them!" said James impatiently.

Non-Spoilers, Chapter 31

There are a lot of new people on the blog, so for those of you not familiar with the concept of Non-Spoilers, I shall endeavor to explain. Once upon a time--like, Chapter 28, I think?--I was a spoiler ho, and someone was like, "Srsly, Jules?" Can't you just post not MAJORLY IMPORTANT THINGS?! And I was like: K. So I started posting random true things about the chapter that are either not important at all or have no immediately obvious importance: non-spoiler spoilers. And here we go:


There is a recurring couch.

Lily takes a shower.

Sirius trips on a step.

Remus and Peter study in the library.

Patronus forms are discussed.

Mulciber is psychotic.

Lily is....

Lol, not really, but she'll have one of those moments, where if she had any concept of that particular meme, she would use it.

Oh, and tentative song title:
“Everybody’s Trying to Be My Baby”

All the prizes to Kayla for making this. All of them.

"Car, don't be thick. Potter'll never find out."

-Chapter 31

St. Patrick's Day Excerpt

James sighed, embarrassed. “I didn’t—I didn’t realize why you were angry with me about Carlotta. I thought... I mean, I... just didn’t... get it. But now I do.”

 Her heart pounded in her chest. “D-do you?

He knew. Oh God, he knew. How could he know? Had someone guessed and told him? Had he heard her shout at Shelley and Carlotta and interpreted elements of it that might have given her away? What had he heard? What had she said? Oh God.

3/15

So she may or may not (but definitely did) have feelings for James Sodding Potter, and he may or may not (but definitely did) have a girlfriend, who may or may not have been (but definitely was) the loveliest girl in the entire school. So what? Worst things had happened. Much worse things. She would survive. She would thrive. She would be Hogwarts’ best Head Girl since ever.
 She would be taking forty-five minute showers all year, without having Donna bitch at her to hurry up. 

Life was okay. 

3/9

“Lily Evans, you are a vision.”
 Sirius dropped into the vacant desk beside Lily’s, and she rolled her eyes but didn’t really mean it.
 “Good morning, Sirius.”
 “And how are you on this glorious dawning of a new day?”
 Lily shrugged. “Why aren’t you sitting with your mates?” She nodded vaguely towards James across the room, but did not quite look at the Head Boy, because he was holding Carlotta’s hand.
 “Meloni is disrupting my equilibrium,” replied Sirius casually.
 “Your equilibrium?”
 “My Zen, if you will.”
 “You have Zen?”
 “I am Zen.”
 “Do you know what ‘Zen’ is?”
 “Not anymore, I don’t. Carlotta disrupted it all away.”
 “Do you know what ‘disrupted’ is?”
 “Your nit-picking is doing a number on the little Zen I have left, Snitch.”
 “I thought Carlotta ‘disrupted it all away,’ and why did you call me a snitch?”

3/7/11

All this Marauder talk, and the fact that I'm writing TLAT for the first time in days, has got me in a mood for an excerpt. Just a little one, though.

Sirius did not know where James had gotten to, for the Head Boy’s dormitory had been empty when he had gone up before making his way down to breakfast, but Remus and Peter were already in the Great Hall, and it occurred to Sirius that walking to the first meal of the day alone might now be a standard occurrence for him. The thought was not a happy one.

Also, you might like to know that I just finished writing a scene that has my shipper heart beating wildly. 


Love,
Jules


EDIT

For E.J.

Another Deleted Scene

This one is possibly my favorite, but after having written it, I decided to change the structure of the chapter (Chapter 26, "The Wedding"), so, as sad as I was to lose the "Horatio" storyline and a renewed Beatles debate, this had to go. They are having the very same debate that we had on this thread a few days ago, because, if you remember, in Chapter 26, there's the scene where the Marauders and the girls (sans Lily) are arguing over which of the girls is which Beatle; this was meant to be a continuation.

So, this takes place after everyone stops by to pick up Lily, following Petunia's wedding.

Lily’s half full mug came clattering down upon the table, more for emphasis than anything else. 

“Okay, you lot are full of it. James is Lennon, Sirius is McCartney, Remus is Harrison, and Peter’s Ringo! End of story!” 

 “I just think Sirius should be John!” argued Mary, folding her arms. “He’s more...”  

“Handsome and tormented?” suggested Sirius.  

“Pretentious,” retorted Marlene. 

 Everyone laughed, and Remus got to his feet. “I’m getting more drinks—have this resolved by the time I’m back.” The Marauder moved through the thick crowd of the smoky pub—their third that night—to fetch another round of beer. The other seven, meanwhile, sat crammed into a large booth. This particular establishment had been chosen by Sirius and James, who seemed to be some breed of experts and insisted that so long as they were hopping, this ought to be a stop.

“He’s really right,” James observed, regarding Remus’s remark. “I think we might have argued this one to death.”  

“Because Lily can’t let a conversation end until everyone involved has admitted that she is right,” said Mary, smirking.  

“Shut up!” protested Lily, but she was almost laughing herself. 

“I am perfectly willing to admit defeat on the rare occasion that I’m in the wrong!”  

“Which is why you should just admit that Potter is McCartney, and Black is Lennon already,” said Donna, who had sided with Mary for this argument.  

“He is n...” 

“Can we please talk about something else?” moaned Marlene, smacking her forehead with the palm of her hand. “I am so bored with—Oh-my-God-that-woman-has-purple-hair!” She dissolved into a fit of giggles, and Donna reached around Lily to smack Marlene’s arm. 

 “Not so loud, Price! She’ll hear!” Marlene was a little further along than the others with regards to alcohol consumption. Even still, no one else, apart from Donna, seemed bothered by their friend’s audibility. 

Sirius grinned. “Keep it up, Price. Maybe you’ll be the one to get us thrown out of here.” 

 “The one?” echoed Lily. “Do you often get thrown out of pubs?”  

“Are you joking?” asked Peter. “These two?” He jabbed his thumb at James and Sirius. “That’s what they do to pass the time.” 

Smirking, Lily turned to James for verification, for he was the nearest Marauder to her, sitting just to Marlene’s right. 

 “Well, sure,” said James, shrugging. “It’s good for the heart to get thrown from a place every now and then.” 

“I’ve never been thrown out of anywhere,” Lily observed idly, as Remus returned with a whole tray of drinks. “Except a wedding of course...” she added with a hint of bitterness that went largely—though not universally—unnoticed, for the others all reached for a bottle at that moment and were thus distracted. 

James frowned. He deliberated for a moment, and then said: “Well, that settles it; drink up everyone. We’ve got no choice now.” 

“What are you talking about?” asked Remus warily, as Mary scooted along the bench to make room for him again. 

 James ignored the inquiry, addressing Sirius instead: “What d’you think, Padfoot? ‘Horatio’ maybe?” 

“Merlin, no!” cried Remus at once. “No Horatio. Not that, please!”  

Peter, however, seemed oppositely enthused. “No, do it! It’s one of my favorites!”  

“One of your favorite whats?” Donna demanded, but she, too, went unanswered.  

“Horatio, huh?” mused Sirius, the beginnings of a grin appearing on his handsome face. “We haven’t done that in over a year.” 

“Prongs almost broke his nose last time!” pleaded Remus. 

“Prongs did break his nose last time,” corrected James, touching said nose gingerly at the recollection. “But it was worth it.” 

“What was worth what?” Lily wanted to know. “And who or what is ‘Horatio?’” 

Marlene giggled at the name.  

“Just finish your drinks, and you’ll see,” James advised.  

“Prongs,” Remus implored his friend; “please... it’s so embarrassing...” 

“But, Moony,” said Sirius, “it’s been over a year! We have to inaugurate the summer somehow, don’t we?” The three Marauders looked earnestly to the fourth, who, at last, threw his head back against his seat in resignation. 

“Fine. But we’re paying the tab first.” 

 “Fine,” said Sirius.  

“And you three,” Remus added to the other wizards at the booth, “are covering my portion of it.” 

“Before you do anything,” said Donna. “You had better explain what this ‘Horatio’ business is.” 

Sirius and James only exchanged enigmatic smirks. “Trust us; you’ll laugh.”

This was sort of reincarnated in Chapter 28 though. "Horatio" is a different version of "Twelve Punches." =P

Not that he was comparing the two...

Alternate version of the Chapter 27 scene. This was not included, because I lost most of the chapter, thought I deleted it, rewrote it, and then found this after having posted the chapter.

In most ways, Carlotta was entirely unlike Lily.  

Not that James was comparing the two, because he certainly was not.  

The Potters and the Melonis had, as Carlotta predicted, arranged to have lunch together on Saturday at the big grey house belonging to the latter; Mr. and Mrs. Potter talked about the town and the area with Mr. and Mrs. Meloni, while Carlotta’s sisters and brothers entertained themselves, and Carlotta mostly heeded her classmate. While the adults sipped tea, the two seventeen-year-olds walked the length of the Melonis’ wrap-around porch, and James made his silent observations about Carlotta. 

 They were not entirely different, of course, both being clever, pretty, and talkative, and some of their differences, of course, resided in superficial appearance—Carlotta being somewhat slimmer and shorter than Lily, with dark skin easily turned by the sun. Her hair was dark too, of course, but her eyes were neither as large nor expressive as Lily’s. Objectively, perhaps, Carlotta was the prettier; her features resided in perfect proportion, and she projected a much more... relaxed air. But, apart from physical differences, she had a more direct nature and quipped far less than Lily. 

 Not that James was comparing the two, because he certainly was not. 

Chapter 30 Deleted Scene

The Dormitory Fight from Carlotta's perspective, deleted from the chapter because 100 PAGES!

“I’m sorry, Shelley,” sighed an appeasing Lily. “Mary’s not... I mean... I know you didn’t know she was with Stebbins...”
 Fear gripped at Carlotta again and prompted her to speak, too: “Of course she didn’t know. Shelley wouldn’t—Shelley wouldn’t intentionally try to snog another girl’s boyfriend... would you, Shell?”
 It hadn’t been intended to sound like such a leading question, and yet, Carlotta’s words caused something in Shelley to snap. The blonde turned towards her, spite in her eyes.
 “Not like you,” she said, temper flaring up unexpectedly. “You would do it—you have done it, without blinking an eye.”
 “Shell...” Carlotta began uncertainly, but her friend interrupted.
 “I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT!” Shelley roared, catching everyone off guard. “HOW COULD YOU? You knew! You’ve always known that I was in love with him, and you just—did you even care?!”
 And there it was—the reproach that Carlotta had dreaded... had thought she’d avoided... here it was after all.
 “You... you never... said anything to him...”
 “That shouldn’t have mattered to you!” Shelley went on. “You were supposed to be my best friend, but you—you didn’t really care about my feelings at all! You knew, and you went ahead anyway!”
 Supposed to be her best friend. “I didn’t mean to hurt you...”
 “Of course you did!” Shelley shrieked. “You don’t care about anyone but yourself! It must have been... it must have been so exciting for you to land James Potter! You must have thought that... that stupid, mousy little Shelley wouldn’t say anything! Like—like in fourth year, when you kissed him... you must have thought I’d stay in line and behave! But I’m not going to! I’m not going to be your stupid little sidekick anymore! I’m done with that! I am done with you!”
 Carlotta attempted to get out the reply she’d prepared... that Shelley had never acted on her crush... she had been contented to sit and long, and Carlotta had only wanted to be happy... But her words sounded desperate and guilty.
 “YOU KNEW!” Shelley raged on. “You knew, and you did it anyway!” She paused to breathe; Carlotta wanted to cry, but did not dare. “But it doesn’t matter...” Shelley continued after a while, and her voice was calm again, “he’s not going to want you for very long.”
 Fear again. “What—what’s that supposed to mean?”
 “Exactly what it sounds like. If you think he’s going to want a girl like you...”
 And, as something had snapped in Shelley, something else snapped in Carlotta. “You think he’s going to want you?” She laughed. Shelley win James Potter away? It was ridiculous. Carlotta didn’t care that her laughter now was cruel... she couldn’t help it. “You think that James Potter is going to pay any attention to you, Shelley? You’ll have to do more than lose a little weight for that to happen...”
 Shelley lunged at Carlotta, but Lily stepped in.
 “Stop it, both of you!” she shouted. “Carlotta, Shelley—you two have to get a grip. He’s just a boy.”
 “He’s not just a boy!” Shelley snapped. “He’s the boy that I’m in love with...”
 “He doesn’t fancy you, Shelley,” retorted Carlotta. “He fancies me."                  
“Not for very long! I listened to every story you ever told me, Carlotta! I know all of the awful things you’ve done, and those aren’t the qualities that a bloke wants in a girlfriend!”
 “Then why are you trying so hard to be me?” Carlotta shrieked.
 “I don’t want to be you! You would have failed potions last year, if you hadn’t given Robbie Castle a hand job to do your homework for you!”
 “At least I’m not a whining, simpering little fool, who thinks that the only reason her pathetic crush never worked out is because she was ugly! Truth is, Shelley—he wouldn’t have fancied you even if you hadn’t resembled a deformed hippogriff!”
 Shelley gasped, and tried once more to reach Carlotta, unsuccessful yet again due to Lily.
 “I’m serious, stop it,” she snapped.
 “Stay out of this, Lily!” barked Shelley.
 “I’m not going to let you kill each other!”
 “This is none of your business! Stop meddling!”
 Lily deliberated for only a second; Shelley’s words clearly stung her. “Fine. Tear each other’s hair out—see if I care.” Lily moved back. Inexplicably, Carlotta did not want her to leave. Even as she stood there, a combination of guilt and fury surging through her, Carlotta knew that she ought to have been embarrassed, but she did not want that strange, uniquely positioned third party to leave...
 “I just couldn’t believe that you would do that to me,” Shelley muttered, with tears in her eyes. “You knew...”
 “I knew that you fancied a boy whom you had scarcely spoken two words to in six years,” Carlotta interrupted, also tearful. “I knew that he liked me, and he didn’t just want to sleep with me—he liked me.” That had to be explained. Shelley—to whom she had never had to explain anything—needed to understand. “So, yes, I wanted to go out with him.”
 “He didn’t know!” Shelley replied loudly.
 “He didn’t know what? That you would get skinny and be willing to shag him? First of all, you’re not even that skinny.” (This was a particular slap-in-the-face, Carlotta could tell). “Second of all, he’s James Potter! It’s not as though he’s never had options before, okay?” (Didn’t she get it?)
 “I see,” retorted Shelley. “So you’re special are you? Please! The only reason anyone would want to be with you is because you’re a guaranteed slag!”
 “And you’re so much better now? You snogged Mary’s boyfriend!”
 “So what? It’s not like Mary MacDonald isn’t going to find another boyfriend!”
 “You are such a pathetic hypocrite!”
 “You’re a whoring slag!”
 “You’re...”
 “SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!” Lily interrupted suddenly, louder than the other two and bringing them to silence. “You’re both wrong! Neither of you have the moral high ground anymore, okay? And y-y-you’re standing here, arguing, like a couple of idiots over something that is so—so—so unfathomably insignificant that I can barely handle knowing that two supposedly intelligent seventeen-year-old girls care at all!”
 “Well,” began Shelley, “she...”
 “Bloody hell, I don’t care!” Lily went on furiously; “You are both wrong! What part of that don’t you understand? Carlotta...” She turned to the brunette. “What the hell were you doing? You’ve known that your best friend was in love with him since first year—you shouldn’t have kissed him, and you shouldn’t have started dating him! You’re not in love! You did it because you wanted to, and because for whatever reason, you are incapable of understanding that you can’t do every single thing you want to do! If you didn’t have to act on every single whim that you have, your best, and—might I add—practically only friend wouldn’t be standing here shouting at you!”
 Carlotta dropped her gaze, more embarrassed. For a second, Shelley looked triumphant.
 “And you!” Lily turned to the blonde. “You’re not much better! For someone who worships and adores the bloke, you don’t seem to have a very high opinion of James! You’re going to, what? Have a long, fulfilling relationship—get married, have babies, and live in his big, fancy house—based on your trying to seduce him away from his girlfriend?! How is that possibly a good idea?! And, oh my Merlin, don’t even get started on Stebbins! I hate to say it, but Carlotta has a point! How can you stand there calling her a whore, when everything from your practically orange lipstick to the fact that you just uttered the sentence, ‘Mary MacDonald will find another boyfriend,’ makes you just as bad!”
 “I...”
 “NO! No, no, NO! I am talking now! The both of you need to get your acts together right now! I am done caring if Carlotta is seeing the bloke that you fancy, Shelley, or if Shelley is trying to sit on your boyfriend’s lap, Carlotta. Whatever. But all of this whore-calling, and shouting, and making this dormitory miserable, and... and... snogging my friend’s boyfriend to prove a point to each other—all of that ends now!” Carlotta attempted to speak, but Lily cut her off again, “And... before either of you say that this is none of my business, I am going to spare you the risk of getting hexed out that window: this is my business, because I’m supposed to have my own room tonight, and yet now, I get to spend the evening agreeing to repetitive statements about what a git Stebbins is! And, also, because the two of you are insults to the very word ‘friendship’ with how you’re behaving! AND, also, because I’m Head Girl, and there’s NO SHOUTING ALLOWED IN THE DORMITORIES!”
 She finished her speech.
 Shelley and Carlotta did not speak.
 At some point—Carlotta had no idea when—Donna had entered the dormitory from the bath, dripping wet from her shower and clothed in a bathrobe. She looked from Lily to Carlotta to Shelley, utterly bewildered.
 No one said a word. It was funny, that now, with her best friend breathing heavily and loathing her with every fiber of her existence, Carlotta should regard Lily. She looked a strange combination of tired and furious and hurt. As a result, when Carlotta broke the silence, she was uncertain as to whom she spoke: “I’m sorry.”
 Shelley interpreted the apology as her own, however. “I hate you,” she replied bitterly.
 And that stung, too.
 Carlotta looked between the other two actors in this little scene: Lily and Shelley. Shelley looked resentful and hurt and wronged. She looked angry and sad and tired, and there were tears in her eyes. But Lily—Lily was in pain, too.

And because you're all such sweethearts, here's a nice little Chapter 31 excerpt.

 “Lily,” began Remus quietly, “do you—do you fancy James?”

Love,
Jules

That awkward moment when you have no one to geek out about a fandom with...

unless you want to text your ex.

EDIT:

Have a Chapter 31 excerpt, why don't you?

“It must have been very difficult for you—losing your uncle...”
 “We weren’t that close. I’m not close with my family.”
 “No?”
 “Nope. Well, it’s my fault, really,” said Sirius, and the bitterness crept through. “I’m just too sensitive. I mean, I get kicked out and disowned once, and stubborn, unreasonable me can’t find it in him to send a Christmas card.”

And Some Other Things

This song always reminds me of Carlotta, lol. It came up on Shuffle the other day, and now I keep listening to it. I would also like to pretend that my entire Chapter 31 playlist is full of such elevated indie stuff as Chester French. No, I'm not listening to P!nk. Not at all. Why do you ask?

Oh, also, someone commented on the Beatles songs and reminded me of what I wanted to explain about that! I wrote that scene during the summer, and it's kind of what inspired the pictures for each of the girls. So, there are the ones in the chapter:
Marlene, "Here Comes the Sun" (2)
Prudence, "Dear Prudence"
Donna, "Eleanor Rigby"/"Nowhere Man"
Lily, "Golden Slumbers"
Carlotta, "Sexy Sadie"
And also,
Shelley, "It Won't Be Long" (I avoided going the obvious "Michelle" route, because honestly, the feel of "It Won't Be Long" is more Shelley to me)
Alice, "Something"
Mary, "Hold Me Tight"
And also
Clancy, "Her Majesty"

I was going to post an excerpt here, but there aren't really any good ones yet. Soon, though.

Have a lovely Friday!

Cheers,

Jules

(Their poses match. I'll pretend that's on purpose)

And, New Marlene, because IDK why I posted a really shitty Marlene pic before.

Photobucket Link with the password "lifeandtimes"

Questions, Chapters 30/31

How can James possibly not get the picture now?! SHE WAS ANGRY! DUH?!?! (Jewels paraphrasing)

For about twenty minutes, I think James was seriously considering the possibility that Lily was jealous. Then, Carlotta tells him about Shelley, and he begins to think that maybe that--combined with the whole NOT TELLING thing--was what pissed Lily off.
 "I suppose that explains a few things..." "Unexpected reactions..." etc.
I know we didn't really get into James's POV, which is sad, but there will be more from him in Chapter 31. And, for those of you furious with him right now, he's going to try to... square himself with everyone.

Why is Carlotta being so un-Carlotta-y? (Not being her usual carefree self)
Because she's in an un-Carlotta-y situation. More on that later.

Will Lily and Sirius get their chat?
I would say so.

More Sirius?
Sirius gets ANGST in the next chapter! I LOVE SIRIUS ANGST! Because, of course, he did sort of almost kill a guy at the end of last year, and there might be some lingering consequences. But he'll also be bonding and nicknaming and just being his wonderful cuddly self.
James also gets non-girl related angst! YAY! Which only adds to his girl related drama, which is going to be a  bit of a handful.

What's Shelley's plan?
Carlotta delenda est.

WTF, Stebbins?
A bit more an explanation on this in the future. Although, I should note that the train hook up was not intended to be the first between Mary and Stebbins.

"I was wondering how you constructed this chapter? Did you think of where everyone was an then piece it together, or did you start from one POV and then weave everyone else's throughout?"
-Off Dreaming


This whole chapter was built in my head around the platform scene. I wanted Lily to realize that she fancies James on Platform Nine and Three Quarters, JUST BEFORE she finds out about Carlotta. But I also wanted that to be at the end of the chapter, since it's kind of the dramatic high point, even though it, logically, should go right at the beginning. My original plan was to write the chapter backwards, beginning with the girls lamenting their terrible day in the dormitory, and then going back to Lily and James in the corridor after the Head meeting, and then back to the Head meeting, and then to supper, etc... "Memento" style. But that wouldn't work unless I ONLY wrote the Lily/James storyline. I wouldn't be able to do any of the other stories that needed to be done in this chapter.
So I sorted out everything that needed to happen in this chapter for each character. All of the threads were written in different documents, and basically I just wrote the story five different ways. But then some stuff got a little tricky--I couldn't remember where I had put Shelley or at what points what compartments were vacant... so I made the timeline that appears in the post below. Basically, I took five stories and stapled wove them together. 


Will James's relationship with Lily be different now that he is with Carlotta?
Yes. It was already a LITTLE different in Chapters 28 and 29, but the severity of James's less suggestive (even less teasing) self was diminished by the fact that I'm pretty sure they were eye-fucking that whole day. So how much will James change towards Lily in light of puppy killing? Somewhat. But the unresolved sexual tension is still there, and that's sticking around.


Will James as half of James/Lily be different than James as half of the puppy killers?
Sure. Being with Lily would mean something completely different to James than being with Carlotta.


What's your tumblr?
itatemyhand.tumblr.com
(never saw that coming, did ya?!)


Who do you relate most to?
Lol, all of them. Okay, that's not a very good answer. I just felt very close to Lily this chapter for some reason, but also Donna, because I just KNOW people like Charlie Plex and I want to strangle them. 
I actually really related to Marlene, though, because about a week after I wrote the Marlene/Carlotta convo, I found myself in a very similar situation... having someone for whom I don't have a lot of respect (who may or may not be the Icarus Frop inspiration, AHEM) baring his soul and looking for advice. And you can't be like, "You're better than this," because... they're not. It's really difficult trying to be honest, nice, and helpful, when a total misogynist is claiming that he was the sweetest boyfriend in the world, and it's just not faaaair that this girl dumped him.  




So... what can you tell us about Chapter 31?


Lily is getting a pen pal.


Donna will invent new and creative ways to avoid talking to Madam Keepdown.


Remus will ask his question from the train. 


Dumbledore approves of ships that don't kill puppies.






Love,
Jules

Chapter 30 Music

But before I get too far into the chapter I just really, really want to thank you all for reading and reviewing. And I always say that, but I really do mean it. Whether it's posting on here, or reviewing, or leaving nice things in my Ask on Tumblr, you guys give me so much encouragement and support, and you make it so much fun for me to write LAT. Words cannot express my gratitude to all of you for being so wonderful.

Alright, onto the Chapter stuff.

Below Be Spoilers for Chapter 30. Do not read before you have finished. 

So, parts of Chatper 30 are kind of confusing. I thought I would post for you all the sketchy timeline I used to sort out who was where at what time.

9:50 Lily on the platform

10:00 Train leaves

10:05 Shelley visits the other G. Girls

10:25 Carlotta and James go the prefects compartment

10:30 Prefect meeting begins

10:45 Carlotta runs into Shelley

11:00 Carlotta and Shelley meet up with James and return to the Marauders

12:00 Marlene and Donna go to find food; they run into Charlie and then Adam

1:30 Mary and Stebbins meet up

2:00 Sirius doesn’t know who Shelley is

2:30 Lily begins patrols

3:30 Lily and Remus finish patrol; Shelley leaves the Marauders

3:45 Marlene returns from Prudence’s compartment

4:00 James and Carlotta leave to make out

4:15 Carlotta freaks out and goes to find Lily, but confides in Marlene instead

5:00 Marlene runs into Shelley; Donna leaves Bridget

5:15 Donna speaks with Cassidy Gamp

6:00 Donna encounters Adam

7:00 Train arrives

7:20 Lily comforts Marlene in the Entrance Hall

7:30 Sorting starts

7:45 Dinner starts

8:45 Dinner ends; Shelley and Stebbins are found out

9:00 Head meeting begins

9:10 Mary rants about Shelley

9:30 Head meeting ends; Marlene speaks to Adam in the Common Room

9:50 Lily returns and yells at everyone

10:00 Carlotta returns to the dorms

10:30 End

^That =100 Pages

Oh, and lest any of you be thinking of yelling at me, one of the excerpts I gave you did end up getting cut. It was Carlotta's POV on the shouting at the end... I decided to keep that only to Lily for a couple of reasons... one, drama, and two, it's 100 fucking pages already. 

Something else that sadly got cut was Reg Cattermole, who originally played a little role in this chapter. His plotline was not sustainable, sadly. But, have no fear, he'll be back soon enough.

More Marauders in the next chapter than there were in this chapter, too. 

As for Chapter 30, which part was your favorite? (I-V)

And are you on Shelley's side or Carlotta's?

On the potential AVPM reference:
Lol, actually... that wasn't a AVPM reference. It's just a HP reference, and there's some other stuff going on with that... (I'm sorry, my brain is dead, I am not explaining myself well at all), but if you want it to be an AVPM reference, let it be, baby.

2/21

“You’ve got your new girl, and your attempts to flaunt her do absolutely nothing to me, because if she’s stupid enough to publically acknowledge association with you, she’s not even worth my sympathy. But somehow, even I don’t think that anyone can be quite that thick, and sooner or later, she’s going to realize that you’re not worth the effort, too.”

(It's not who you think it is. Either of them.)

-Part III

Still working on the chapter, but I'm flying through part III so hopefully that bodes well...

2/17

“Are you trying to get a shoe launched at your head, Meloni?” 
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“Well,” said Marlene, “I am quite brilliant.”

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“As the only here who has tried to off herself,” said Carlotta, “I think it might be a good idea.”

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“Well, we’ll have to catch up soon,” said Sabrina lightly. “So much to tell! Oh, did you hear?” She leaned confidentially forward. “Carlotta Meloni and James Potter.”

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I am trying very hard not to just fall asleep, because I really want to finish Part II tonight. Part I and Part V are done. Part IV has maybe two scenes left. 

2/15

I don't know what to post today. I feel like I should post something TLAT related, since I'm still not ready to update, but I don't want to make ya'll OD on spoilers.

So, how about whoever wants to can ask me a question, either about the past, present, or future of TLAT or literally anything else (because I do, in fact, know everything there is to know about anything) and I will answer it in limerick form. No, I'm not going to answer it in limerick form, but I will answer, unless I can't, and then I will tell you why I can't.

Of course, you guys ask me questions all the time, but sometimes I don't get around to answering. So ask away.

*Prepares for cricket noises as literally no one asks a question*

Love,
Jules