Time flew by again and before I knew it, finals were thrust among us. James and I spent so much time studying that we hadn’t kissed in ages. Yes, it was frustrating not having our alone time, but the idea of failing was even more horrific.

I sighed and snapped my book closed. “Transfiguration, years one through seven review, complete.”

James looked up from his scribbled notes. “I wish I could say the same thing; I keep getting mixed up in the definitions and terms.”

“Just make up some little tricks to make them easier to remember.”

“Isn’t it harder to spend the time trying to memorize not only the word’s definition, but also a trick?”

“I guess, but it’s a lot more fun.”

James shrugged then looked longingly out the common room’s window.

“Mind on Quidditch?” I asked.

“Isn’t it always?”

“I was hoping I fit in there somewhere.”

“You always do. But yes, my mind is currently on Quidditch. Slytherin beat Hufflepuff three hundred and eighty to one hundred and fifty. It’s going to be a tough match.” He repeated, reminding me again that Gryffindor was battling Slytherin for their last game of the year tomorrow.

“You’ll do fine, James. You always do. You’ve gone through a lot more than this.”

“Yeah, I guess.” He sighed. “But I’ve also never been captain for the last game of my last year. I just don’t want to loose.”

“You won’t.” I smiled, and opened my book again. “You won’t…”

****

“And the score is eighty for Slytherin to fifty for Gryffindor!” Eli Schat roared into the microphone. “James Potter, Seventh Year, is currently coaching his team for the last year; he’s protecting his goal fiercely this game. I’ve never seen him play so intense!”

It was true; James had a mean look on his face and his was flying rapidly from post-to-post, as if daring anyone to get close. Dan McKenzie was the next one to try; he passed it to his fellow Slytherin Chaser, McNabb, who passed it back. He shot and-

“Blocked again by Potter! Now, if only Gryffindor’s Chasers would play as well as their captain, we’d have this game in the bag!”

Professor Girth coughed, and then poked Eli in the side.

“Oops, sorry, Professor. Biased, I know, I know. Oh- and what’s this?” Eli cried, then stood up and pointed. Everyone’s eyes flew up to where the teams Seekers, Bryce and Dale, where shooting to the ground. Both hands were outstretched. Suddenly, Bryce, the Slytherin player, shoved Dale to the side. He’d just about reached the Snitch when Gryffindor beater, Jackson, came speeding in front of Bryce, causing him to swerve off course.

“What’s he doing?” I cried to Marie, who was sitting next to me. “He’s going to get Gryffindor a foul!”

“Of course he is!” Marie laughed, eyes sparkling. “We’d rather get a foul and loose ten points then let them catch the Snitch and loose miserably.”

“Oh,” I said, and sat down again.

Eli looked around at the pitch, still commentating animatedly. “Madam Piscine has called a foul on the Gryffindor Team. McKenzie takes the shot and- oh, he misses! James throws the ball to Chaser Trace, who passes it to Kate- but McNabb intercepts it! McNabb passes to McKenzie, but Kate flies in between and Gryffindor had possession of the Quaffle again! Wait… Dale and Bryce are at it again!”

They were flying at the same speed. Each tried to knock the other’s hands out of the way, but neither could succeed.

“Dale, kick it up already!” I head James shout from the other side of the pitch.

The two Seekers were zooming quickly towards my stand, and as they rushed past, I saw the Golden Snitch. Dale nodded, closed his eyes, and then flung himself off of his broom.

He was sent crashing to the ground and landed with a loud thud.

Everyone gasped. I stood up and watched at the Gryffindor Team flew to the ground in a crimson cascade. There were lots of shouts then James walked to the center of the pitch and held up the Snitch.

Gryffindor won the game, two hundred points to eighty.

After the game I ran down to the locker rooms, were a group of girls were waiting nervously. I pushed through and opened the door, leading my way to James. When he saw me he smiled and pulled me into a big hug. “You were right, Lils! We did it! We won!”

“Yes, Mr. Sweaty, we sure did,” I laughed, and kissed him for the first time in what felt like weeks.

A post!!!!!You know....I wish I really had a present to give you!Nice post!!!!!!!OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!YAY!!!!!!!!!!!GRYFFINDOR WON!!!!!!GRYFFINDOR WON!!!!!!!!OMG!!!!!!!!!!!YAY!!!!!!!!Fantastic post!!!!!And happy birthday once again!!!!!!PAMSOID!

Great post! I love it! Did you know that James Potter was actually a Chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team?

Can't wait for more

A post? Heck yes!!!!!! *reads* They win! they win!!!! ^James wasn't a chaser...i don't think

~Rose

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purehermione- WELCOME! Haha it is AWESOME ot have you here. [I adore getting new readers... you don't even know] So if you don't mind telling me- how did you come across my story? Thanks a lot for spending two days to catch up! That's incredible.

<3

i came across your story at work, i get really bored so i read fics while im at work, and i was just going throught the list and reading the first post and yours got my attention so i kept reading...i absolutely love lily and james fics...keep up the good work!

that was so cute...thanks for posting and happy late birthday...my internet was down yesterday so i didnt get to wish you a happy birthday....but i hope it was a good one

hahaha griffindor won!!! yay awesome post!!!!!

ahhh i loved it as i always do but htis chapter was really good.

OMG....I luved it and happy b-day!!! g2g....Band!!!! PAMS!!!
~Sama~

Yeah, me neither. I thought he was a keeper.

So I wrote fourteen pages today (by hand) in school, but I'm not posting them tonight because I have a Band Awards Ceremony to attend... then I'm going to Chelsea's so I can cry a lot and eat chocolate... because I found out around one o'clock today that my friend James McCleve dies last night in a car crash... and I've spent most of the day crying. I'm really sorry I can't post... I just need some moping time. James was one of the most crazy, original, cool kids that I've ever known... and I didn't even get to say goodbye. I don't know... I'm sorry to make this so depressing.... but I'll be on tomorrow to post, ohkay? I love y'all... and just... drive safely, ohkay?

</3 Caitlin

-shrug- Don't worry about it. He was, in fact, a Chaser though. JKR said so herself. But FFs don't have to follow the rules... I mean, the person who invented the Wolfsbane potion was actually Damocles Belby, as we found out in Book 6. But, yeah! You're story is great the way it is!

Can't wait for more!

OMG!You must feel so sad!I hope you feel better!And if I was standing right next to you right now, I would give you a hug!I hope you feel better!No need to post for a while!I just want you to be ok.Feel better!!!!!!!

~Nikky

Take all the time you need!!! Don't rush yourself. It makes me sad... On a happier note, you're an awesome writer!!!!!! I lvoe reading this! I think you're a beastly person!!! (beastly is a good thing) I hope you feel better!!!!!

~Rose

oh my...i hope your okay....i know how you feel i had a friend that died in a car accident a few days after i saw him...its really sad..and if you need anything let me know....but take your time and we hope that you post soon!...pams!

Hey y'all! So I went to the viewing today. It didn't look anything like James... it was really sad. The funeral is tomorrow.

This is simply the most amazing thing in the world <3 lol

So thank you all very much! & guess what I did (being the retard that I am?) I brought the handwritten pages of my story to my friend Chelsea's house. She draws some AWESOME anime. So I let her read through the next few posts so she could draw something from them- and guess what I did? Oh, yes, ladies and gents. I left it at her house. So I am going to post THREE-POSTS-IN-ONE on Monday, to make up for everything. Trust me- you'll want these posts.

I seriously love you all! You're amazing & thanks so much for your support.

Oh, is that the name of the potion? Jeez, I looked EVERYWHERE for it. Ah, well. You know what? I'm going to encorporate that into my story. I try to research things as much as I can (seriously, I reserach more than I write) so thank you VERY MUCH!

im so sorry i haven't updated ive been so busy. will you forgive me? and i didn't tell you happy b-day even though its too late

Yep, that's the name of the potion Research is important, but I do think your story is great how it is! Can't wait for more.

I'm so sorry about your friend!!! And 3 posts that's awsome!!! I've been busy too!!! I'm going to the zoo in half an hour so I should get ready.....bye...and PAMS!!!
~Sama~

Ya'll is the Greatest!!!

I'm sorry about your friend....

but hey, a three-in-one post is going to be great!!!!!

Hope your coping well!

I'll be expecting your post!!!!!

hey i love this story soo much and i cnat wait for the next post

Heyyy y'all! Thanks for sticking with me in my long absence! So, I haven't got my story back from Chelsea- SHE LOST IT!- but I went ahead and typed up a post. It's decent length and a major sliff-hanger, so I hope you enjoy! =]

Woo! Last week of school, FINALLY. Eh, I have detention tomorrow. I keep getting late to class!

& By the way- prepare to learn the meaning of the title tomorrow or Wednesday! Man, I have some serious posts for you!

LOVE ALWAYS! <3
Caitlin

I sat around the lake with Marie, Remus, Alice, and Frank, who were all students in my house.

“It sure is nice out here,” Alice smiled, leaning on Frank’s lap.

He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. “Not as nice as you.”

I made fake gagging sounds and laughed a little. “How sickening.”

“Speaking of sickening love, where’s James?” Remus asked, who was holding Marie’s hand.

“Quidditch Pitch,” I grunted. “Where else?”

“Or… not so sickening.” Marie laughed. “You two have seemed to take your space in the past few weeks. Is everything all right?”

“Definitely,” I smiled, lying through my teeth. We were happy when we were together, but those times were rare.

“What’re your plans for the summer?” Frank questioned, deliberately changing the subject. “Going home?”

“Yes, are you going home?” Remus asked also, but I knew what he meant. He wasn’t asking me if I was going home- he was asking me if I was going to the home that Mr. Orson had left to James and I.

“Depends on what James wants to do,” I shrugged, answering Remus’ question instead of Franks’.

“Why is it up to James if you go home or not?” asked Alice.

“And don’t say ‘I don’t know,’” Marie commanded. “It seems like ever since you three have returned from… god knows where, you’re always constantly looking out for each other.”
“That’s what friends do,” I replied. “And it wasn’t ‘god-knows-where.’ We were taking care of a sick friend, nothing else. We cleaned house and did our homework. The end.”
“Mmhmm,” Marie replied skeptically. “That’s why James is more mature. That’s why, all of the sudden, Lily, you sleep in class. You don’t even sleep a full night without waking up in screams. That’s why whenever James says Remus’ name, he turns around with a worried expression on his face. I swear, you three act as if someone was trying to kill you!”

If only she knew how right she was.

****

“Eek, I’m so excited!” Marie squealed, jumping onto my bed. “The dance is tonight! What dress should I wear?”

She held up a red dress, then a black one, and I squinted. “Red. You don’t want to look depressing.”

She nodded and slipped it on. It was perfect.

“Awesome,” I smiled, and then my face fell a little. “Man, it sure is going to be sad to leave Hogwarts.”

Marie nodded. “I know. This place has been like a home to me.”

I bit my lip. “Yeah…ready to go?”

“Yep.”

We walked down to the Great Hall and Remus came up. “Hello, gorgeous. Ready to go in?” She nodded and Remus smiled. “Let’s enter then. See you inside, Lily.”

They left and walked to their door. I sighed when someone tapped me on the shoulders. I turned around, expecting James, but a Prefect boy met my grin.

“Lily Evans?”

I nodded.

He handed over a piece of parchment. “James Potter says to meet him in the Room of Requirements. He has a surprise for you.”

I took the paper and tucked it in my purse without reading it. “Thanks.”

****
James came out of the restroom and tapped his foot impatiently. Lily still hadn’t arrived at the dance; she was about half an hour late.

“Seen her yet?” James asked the Prefect boy by the door.

He shook his head no.

James groaned, and waited still.

****
I opened the door and darkness swarmed over me. “James?”

Nothing.

I closed the door and the aroma of roses and chocolate swarmed over me. I breathed it in and held it. Smiling, I called his name again.

Something moved on the other side of the room.

“James, come on, stop playing! What’s this surprise?”

****
After an hours worth of waiting, James retreated to his common room, a bad mood sternly shown on his face. He couldn’t believe that Lily had blown him off. Yes, they’d been having their issues, but she seemed genuinely interested in coming. It hurt to know that she bailed on him.

“I can’t believe you did this,” he sighed to himself, then punched the wall. Stone cracked into his skin but he didn’t care.

“Are you okay?” a small voice inquired from the other side of the corridor. A pretty girl with an athletic build was leaning up against the window. She stared at him with a mixed look of curiosity and concern.

James spun around. “Milo, you scared me. Yeah, I’m all right… just a little upset.”

“Want to talk about it?”

He nodded. “Yeah, all right. You shouldn’t be out this late, though. Sixth years aren’t allowed out past nine o’clock.”

“Are you going to turn me in?” she grinned, and he laughed a little.

“Nah, I have no room to talk. I did much worse in my sixth year. Want to go up to the common room?”

“Too noisy.”

“Want to go… to my room? Just to talk?”

She flashed a beautiful smile and pushed her blonde hair away from her face. “Perfect.”

****

An arm wrapped around my middle roughly and I winced. “Ouch, James, that hurt.”

Soft laughter filled my ear. “I’m not James.”

The voice was creepy and snake-like. “Then… then who are you?”

“I’m the person you got fired. I needed that position. It’s me, your favorite ex-Head Boy.”

I gasped. “N-no!”

“Yes, Lily. It’s me. Avery.”

His laughter filled the room again.

ahhhhh i love ti soo much i love it so so so much it is soo good omg lily has to get out of there and james os being so stupid AHHHHH

OMG!!!!!!LILY!!!!!!!NO!!!!!!LILY!!!!!!!And you!Blonde girl!DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH JAMES!!!!!!AND I THINK YOU'RE IN ON WHAT'S HAPPENING TO LILY!!!!!!I KNOW YOU ARE!!!!!DON'T TRY TO HIDE IT!!!!!!!!JAMES!GO FIND LILY YOU IDIOT!YOUR MORON!!!!!!GO FIND LILY!!!!!!!!GO!!!!!!!!!!!GOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Your last week of school?!Man!I still have 29 more days!!!!!*screams*PAMSOID!!!!

Aaaaahhh! Avery is back. Milo? O_O James, what are you thinking?

Can't wait to finally figure out what Flavor of the Week means

Post more soon, please!