“You know what you need Lily?” Marley asked me. I looked at her quizzically. “A distraction. Something, or someone, who can distract you from your frustrations. My recommendation; a boyfriend.”

"What was that?" I asked him.

“That,” Marley said pointedly, interrupting me, “Was you two having a moment.”

“Attention Lily,” Marley said on my right. “James incoming at nine o’clock.”

My eyes widened and I frantically looked to my left, and there he was, eyes locked on me, squeezing through the partying Gryffindor’s. “I gotta go,” I mumbled to my friends before running off in the opposite direction.

“Just, all of you, shut up,” I said, before meeting the disapproving gaze of Madam Pomfrey. “Except you of course, Madam Pomfrey, you can continue to speak as much as you like.”