Breakfast [Jameypoo]

[Ripley Todd]

Ripley rolled over on her bed, she could feel the sun streaming through the dorm window and knew the time to wake up was nearing, but she was also busy dreaming. Every so often her hand would twitch, and her leg would jolt. In her own little dream world Rip was back on the ice.

"Don't shove me," She growled twitching. "I'll show ya roughing, you little--" She rolled over one time too many and landed on the floor. "Ouch." She groaned, reaching up she shoved a hockey puck aside on her night stand and patted around until her fingers touched her watch, bringing it down she checked the time. 7:00, it was time to get up. She groaned sitting up. "Fuck me." She stood up slowly, twisting sharply to the right cracking her back. The others were still asleep in thier beds, Ripley growled under her breath walking towards the dorms bathroom, scarthing her ass with one hand while the other rubbed her tired brown eyes.

"Son-of-a-bitch!" She yelped as her foot came into contact with someones astronomy book. "Lousy asshole. Burn you mother--" She slammed open one of the bathroom stall doors and slammed it shut. After doing her business she walked back out to Lily awake and happy. "Wipe that fuckin' smile off your face." She growled shedding her hockey jersey which she used as a night shirt, getting dressed in a teeshirt, jeans and shoes for the Saturday ahead she streched and cracked her knuckles, neck and back. Lily shot her a look. "See ya down there." Ripley left the dorm tying back her unbrushed hair into a ponytail, she'd take a shower later after her run which was after breakfast, maybe--if she felt like it.

She walked downstairs, out the common room and down four flights of stairs, or something like that, she lost count after six years. "Oh, look a whore." She commented seeing Bellatrix heading towards the Slytherin dorm. Luckily Bella didn't hear her as she slammed a door. "PMS." She walked into the Great Hall, not many students were in there. Lucky bastards were probably still in bed. Rip took a seat at the very end of the table where she usually sat with the Marauders and Lily. She poured osme pumpkin juice and drank some waiting to feel hunger pangs, she wouldn't eat if she wasn't hungry.

[James Potter]

James Potter hated the morning. He hated it almost as much as he hated Severus Snape. But not quite. Almost. The sunlight filtered in through the boy's dorm window as he yawned and stretched in his bed. His warm, comfy, lovely bed... A small groan escaped his lips as, reluctantly, he rolled over and groped for his glasses on the bedside table. It was true he'd go blind without the stupid things. Pushing them onto his face and slowly sitting up, James yawned hugely and ruffled his already messy hair, cursing Monday mornings. "Breakfast." he managed, throwing off his blankets and standing up. The only thing he really looked forward to in the mornings was eating. Oh, and seeing his friends.

Scratching his head, the boxer-clad Seeker headed over to his trunk, pulling out a pair of sweatpants and a white wife-beater, pulling them on lazily. As usual, he was the last one in the dormitory. Remus had probably tried to shake him awake earlier, but for James, he would NOT get up any earlier than 7. not for anything. Ever.

Without bothering to put on shoes, James, still feeling groggy and looking a bit rumpled, trumped down the stairs and out of the portrait hole, not paying attention to a couple of girls eyeing him hungrily from the couch. His mind was only focused on one thing- Food.

Finally, finally, he reached the coveted Great Hall and sped up a bit, his face brightening somewhat. He took the liberty of sitting down across from someone whom he dimly registered was Ripley, before reaching forward greedily and snatching up some pancakes and pumpkin juice. "Aye, Wip." he managed through a mouthful of pancakes. "War are da overs? Aren't dey op et?"

(( Haha, sorry. Translation: "Hey, Rip. Where are the others? Aren't they up yet?" ))

[Ripley Todd]

Ripley's expression barely changed when James came in, she watched him pile pancakes on his plate before he dug in. She wore a somewhat disgusted look on her face, she was getting hungry, but seeing James eat, she shook her head, swallowing. "What?" She asked to James mumbling. She ran the sentence through her head, decyfering what he had said. "Oh, Lil's in the dorm, awake, and the others I dunno."

She finally put a fried egg, a piece of toast and two strips of bacon on her plate, deciding she better eat something before the vaccum cleaner across from her ate everything. "Why the hell do you look so fuckin' happy?" She asked cutting into her egg, angrily. "Get laid finally? Or is that Sirius' job?"

She nibbled on the end of a strip of bacon, looking around the Great Hall, it was slowly...very slowly starting to fill up. She didn't blame any of them for staying in bed that was for damn sure. She ate the bacon with a little more relish as she began to feel alive, in the world of the living--or in the Gryffindor's table case dead among the living.

[James Potter]

"What? Oh, Lil's in the dorm, awake, and the others I dunno."

James's features brightened considerably at then mention of the redheaded girl he fancied. Swallowing his pancakes, he gave Ripley a small smirk. "So tell me, Rip." he said in his most masculine voice. "How many nights a week would you say Evans dreams about me?" he quipped, jabbing his fork in the air for emphasis. Spying some bacon, he latched onto it with said fork before a snitty second year could obtain it. Popping it into his mouth, he frowned a bit, thinking of the others. "Dab's funi, dey usally are op bafure ma." he said through his bacon, before swallowing it and grinning.

"Get laid finally? Or is that Sirius' job?"

James rolled his hazel eyes slightly and made a face. "No, leave that to Sirius." he said with a small, amused smile. "You should know by now that the only girl for me is Evans." The truth in that statement frightened him. He felt something for Lily, stronger than he'd felt about any girl before. At first it had been the thrill of the chase, but... there was something about her... And ever since that incident in the Potion's room... James' got goosebumps just thinking about it.

"Just glad to be eating good food, is all." he muttered finally, digging back into his pancakes.

(( Translation: That's funny; they're usually up before me." ))
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[Ripley Todd]

"So tell me, Rip. How many nights a week would you say Evans dreams about me?"

"Every single night, Potter," Ripley answered rolling her chocolate brown eyes. "Ohh, hmm, oh James," She said in a breathy voice. "Hmm...that's what she does. Really." She nodded her head, clearly fibbing. "Every night."

"Dab's funi, dey usally are op bafure ma."

"Hey, run that by me in english, okay?" Ripley quipped grinning, she bit into her toast before hunting around for strawberry jam. A first year had it, she leaned towards him. "Hand the jam over and no one dies," Her glare was enough to make him push it towards her. Happily she began putting it on her toast.

"No, leave that to Sirius. You should know by now that the only girl for me is Evans."

"Nice, make me feel like shit, but nice." Ripley poked at the white of her eggs eating some. She wished Remus felt the same way, but alas she had no idea about his feelings anymore.

"Just glad to be eating good food, is all."

"Hmm, this ain't good. Ya want good come to Ireland this summer, my Aunt Maggie will 'make ye the best Guiness beef pie ye ever tasted, ya bonny lad. As long as ye'tr not shakin' up a storm' Quote unquote." Ripley twiched a dark brow to show she was utterly serious.

[James Potter]

"Every single night, Potter, Ohh, hmm, oh James, Hmm...that's what she does. Really. Every night."

James gave her a dour look; yes, he could tell she was lying. But of course his pride wouldn't allow him to admit that, so instead he decided to be an arse. "I knew it." he declared with a snap of his fingers. "Wait 'till I tell Sirius!"

Giving Ripley a small wink to let her know subtly that he was joking, he began to search around for sausages.

"Nice, make me feel like shit, but nice."

James rolled his hazel eyes slightly and grabbed up the newly-found sausage. "Right, right." he muttered, stuffing it into his mouth, chewing quickly and swallowing. he didn't want to talk with his mouth full anymore. He just didn't feel like translating. "You too?" he saighed a bit, reaching for his pumpkin juice. "Wow, everybody wants a piece of James..." he smirked over at her.

[Ripley Todd]

"I knew it. Wait 'till I tell Sirius!"

Ripley laughed as she ate the remains of her fried egg. "He'll probably say she got your name confused with his. You both have really big egos. And I don't mean that in a perverted way." She added jabbing her fork at him. "That was meant to the plain and simple way."

"You too?

"Yeah, me too." Ripley muttered darkly, pushing her bacon aside to work on her toast. "Why is your gender so god damn confusing?" She asked dropping her toast back onto her plate with a scowl.

Wow, everybody wants a piece of James..."

"You're absoulutly right James," Ripley nodded sarcastically. "I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby." Dark brown eyes rolled in exasperation. "Stick ta Lily. 'Cause any soon as you get trained up in the ways of Ripley, you'll be irresitable."

[James Potter]

"He'll probably say she got your name confused with his. You both have really big egos. And I don't mean that in a perverted way." She added jabbing her fork at him. "That was meant to the plain and simple way."

James couldn't help it. He was an egotistical, testosterone-ridden, teenage boy and he would not pass up an opportunity like this. "Which means, of course." he started with a suave grin. "That you think I have a big d-"

"Why is your gender so god damn confusing?"

James began to pout a bit as he was cut off, but forgot about it and shrugged a bit, taking a bite of pancakes. "You think we're confusing?" he snorted. "Try being in love with a certain fiery girl who-"

Instantly he froze, his heart thudding loudly in his chest. His mouth had gone strangely dry and all the noises seemed to disappear as he inwardly panicked. He had just admitted out loud that he was in love with Lily Evans. To her best friend. He gulped loudly as the sounds came rushing back, and shoveled a bunch of food in his mouth quickly to cover it up.

"Well, girls are confusing." he mumbled hastily, searching around for the syrup. "Where's the maple syrup? I need more, lots more."

"You're absoulutly right James," Ripley nodded sarcastically. "I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby." Dark brown eyes rolled in exasperation. "Stick ta Lily. 'Cause any soon as you get trained up in the ways of Ripley, you'll be irresitable."

James gave a cocky grin, swallowing the food and grabbing up the syrup. "I already am irresistible. You know it, Lily knows it, hell, even Sirius knows it."

[Ripley Todd]

"Which means, of course. That you think I have a big d-"

“Whoa! Hey, hey, hey! That’s gross thinking about a twig!” Ripley made a face at him pushing her plate away and draining her goblet of pumpkin juice. She ran her fingers back through her ponytail fighting with the snarls.

"You think we're confusing? Try being in love with a certain fiery girl who-"

Ripley raised her eyebrows, a look of glee on her face. “Try being in love with your friends best friend…oh, wait, ya are.” She grinned, clapping her hands grinning. “This is good. Your love life could be going up meanwhile I wanna get shitfaced over mine.”

"Well, girls are confusing."

“Yeah, we are.” Ripley shrugged a shoulder. “Your point?” She watched him panicking and just had to mess with him. “Oh, this maple syrup?” She reached one long arm down the table and picked it up. “Ya only get this, if you tell me you won’t break Lily’s heart. She’s like a sister to me. She leaned forward, arms folded on the table. " Look, the rest of the guys…Remus and Sirius and me thinks that the relationship with you and Lily would be good. However, there are some problems besides the obvious…ya tension you guys got goin’. Like, if you make her cry I’ll punch ya, if you break her heart I’ll break your legs, if you say you love her and then cheat on her I’ll bash your skull in. Capice?”

And that ladies and gentleman would be the other side of Ripley Todd. Her infamous anger, but clearly loyal to her friends and the wellbeing. “I love ya?” She grinned.

"I already am irresistible. You know it, Lily knows it, hell, even Sirius knows it."

“Like I said to Sirius, roommates my ass.” She smirked at James. “Sink the sub. Hide the weasel. Park the porpoise. A bit of the old Humpty Dumpty, Little Jack Horny, the Horizontal Mambo, hmm? The Bone Dancer, Rumpleforeskin, Baloney Bop, a bit of the old Cunning Linguistics. Getting to graphic ‘cause I got more.” She waggled her eyebrows at him.

[James Potter]

"Try being in love with your friends best friend…oh, wait, ya are.”

James made a face and pointed his fork at her. "So are you." he accused with a smirk. "Everyone knows how flustered you get when Moony walks in the room." It was pretty pathetic, actually. The tension between Remus and Ripley was so thick it even penetrated James's thick and oblivious skull.

“Yeah, we are.” Ripley shrugged a shoulder. “Your point?” She watched him panicking and just had to mess with him. “Oh, this maple syrup?” She reached one long arm down the table and picked it up. “Ya only get this, if you tell me you won’t break Lily’s heart. She’s like a sister to me. She leaned forward, arms folded on the table. " Look, the rest of the guys…Remus and Sirius and me thinks that the relationship with you and Lily would be good. However, there are some problems besides the obvious…ya tension you guys got goin’. Like, if you make her cry I’ll punch ya, if you break her heart I’ll break your legs, if you say you love her and then cheat on her I’ll bash your skull in. Capice?”

Snatching the maple syrup from her grasp, he scoffed, trying to look indifferent bu in reality was quite serious. "Like I'd hurt her." he muttered, squeezing the maple syrup angrilly. "If she were mine, I'd... well, I'd treat her nicely." he said under his breath. "I'd even give up QUidditch if she wanted me to." he muttered, honestly. Suddenly, his pride kicked him in the head and he scoffed a bit. "If she would just open her eyes and date me." he grumbled.

“Like I said to Sirius, roommates my ass.” She smirked at James. “Sink the sub. Hide the weasel. Park the porpoise. A bit of the old Humpty Dumpty, Little Jack Horny, the Horizontal Mambo, hmm? The Bone Dancer, Rumpleforeskin, Baloney Bop, a bit of the old Cunning Linguistics. Getting to graphic ‘cause I got more.”

"Demented!" he declared, shaking his head. "You are sick and demented and I hope you know that."

[Ripley Todd]

"So are you." he accused with a smirk. "Everyone knows how flustered you get when Moony walks in the room."

Ripley blushed a deep red. "Shut up, Potter," She growled through gritted teeth, "Otherwise you will be one step sort of castaration."

"Like I'd hurt her. If she were mine, I'd... well, I'd treat her nicely. I'd even give up QUidditch if she wanted me to."

Ripley felt her heart soften and her gaze followed with a sigh she smiled crookedly at him. "You'd give up Qudditch?" For a fellow sports player she knew what it was like to give up a sport you loved to play and watch.

"If she would just open her eyes and date me." “

Well, good things couldn't last forever. Ripley thought dryly. "Well, if you grew out of your terrible two stage maybe something would come up, besides Little James." And Ripley for one was deterimened to get the two together. Even if she couldn't be with Remus because he was being---Remus, then she could at least make them happy.

"Demented!" he declared, shaking his head. "You are sick and demented and I hope you know that."

Ripley grinned at him. "It can get worse, just a forewarning. There's very stange things in here," She tapped the side of her head with her finger. "Very strange." She watched the remains of food on her plate disapere and was able to kind of relax as First years worried about being late somewhere scurried off.

[James Potter]

"Shut up, Potter," She growled through gritted teeth, "Otherwise you will be one step sort of castaration."

James eyes widened in fright and unconciously he shifted his legs a bit closer together, protectively. "Woah, woah." he managed, holding up both hands in defense. "Leave the boys out of this."

"You'd give up Qudditch?"


James saw her eyes soften at him and felt a light blush tinting his cheeks. He managed to fight it off a bit, and busied himself with staring darkly at his plate, pushing the food around but not eating it. "Yeah, I mean... if she asked me to. I mean, not just to be mean, but I might do it then anyways. I really do care about her, Rip." he confessed, still averting his eyes. he was embarassed to even be admitting this.

"Well, if you grew out of your terrible two stage maybe something would come up, besides Little James."

Munching on the last bits of his bacon, James waved his index finger back and forth in the air. "Nope, leave rather large James out of this." he said with a glint in his eyes. "Your blows are way below the belt."

[Ripley Todd]

Ripely ignored him being worried about 'the boys' she was to busy thinking away in that dark and dismal mind of hers. "Ya know if we had a dance or something this would be so much easier for you asking her out." She muttered. "Have you even tried asking her out?"

"Yeah, I mean... if she asked me to. I mean, not just to be mean, but I might do it then anyways. I really do care about her, Rip."

She felt as though she'd been punched in the gut, and wanted desperetly to cry, she wished Remus would say those things about her to Lily or James or someone. "Well," She cleared her throat. "Tell her, before it's too late."


"Nope, leave rather large James out of this. Your blows are way below the belt."

"Something should be below the belt, might as well be blows." Ripley replied with a smile. "Not too mention that's the only thing makes it's way down there." She stood up. "Ya comin'? We'll walk and plot or lives away. And find a case of firewhiskey." When Ripley considered drinking, you knew it was bad.

[James Potter]

"Ya know if we had a dance or something this would be so much easier for you asking her out." She muttered. "Have you even tried asking her out?"

James nearly dropped his fork, and looked over at her incredulously, as if she had just said the most ridiculous thing in the world. "Are you kidding?" he managed, his mouth dropped open a bit. "Only at least three times every time I see her!"

Of course, he was cocky about it nearly all of those times, and understood why she turned him down - usually. He'd tried a nicer approach, but it hadn't seemed to work. He pouted.

"Well," She cleared her throat. "Tell her, before it's too late."

For the second time in less than a minute, James looked at her as though she'd suddenly sprouted another head. "You're out of your mind." he declared, shaking his head a bit. "She can't find out, she'd never let me live it down, and besides, she doesn't feel the same about me, okay?"

"Ya comin'? We'll walk and plot or lives away. And find a case of firewhiskey."

James looked a bit disappointed that the food had disappeared, he could've kept eating! In defeat, he sighed and stood up as well, stretching his arms up over his head. "Sounds good to me, now, about that Firewhiskey...."

[Ripley Todd]

Are you kidding? Only at least three times every time I see her!"


“James, saying ‘Evans date me’ is not exactly what I meant by saying ask her out.” Ripley replied slowly as if he were a child. “Try something nice, send a flower…only one. Or maybe write a really sucky poem and don’t get cocky."

"You're out of your mind. She can't find out, she'd never let me live it down, and besides, she doesn't feel the same about me, okay?"

“James to us girls, you men are like big ole dumb dogs, most o the time. Girls also hide their feelings, until it kinda eats away at ‘em and they slowly die inside, while their heart breaks again and it feels as if the world were just spinning out of control.” Brown eyes glanced up at him. “Not that I would know or anythin’.” She added with a shrug.

"Sounds good to me, now, about that Firewhiskey...."

Ripley laughed as they walked. “Well, first we’d need to get to Hogsmead without Lily or Remus finding us, she’d kill me and he’d kill both of us. Probably me more then you.” She looked around the castle. “Not like he cares much, but ya know…” She dropped off with a shrug. It wasn’t worth getting into.