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Lilly was bored.
She had finished all her homework two weeks ago, and it was already neatly folded inside her immaculately packed trunk. She'd been to Diagon alley twice, once with her friends, and once alone, packed, unpacked and repacked her trunk, and had taken to reading bad muggle romances in an attempt to fill the remaining 6 days until the start of term. Even the news that he had been made head girl had failed to lift her out of her lethargy.
She had written to her friends, of course, but being abroad, their replies were mostly short and a long time in the coming, much to her intense frustration.
Alice, she knew, was on holiday in France, and Marlene was staying with her grandparents in Northumbria. Morwenna was touring eastern Europe, and luckiest of all the Gryffindor seventh year girls, Katherine was in America visiting her pen-pal.
Despite this, she had a shrewd suspicion that the letters they sent to their boyfriends would be quite a bit more informative and less to the point, but she didn't begrudge them.
Alice, a small pretty blonde, had been dating her boyfriend Frank for nearly 3 months now, and despite both of their coyness and gloomy predictions ("he'll probably dump me, Its not exactly a serious relationship..."), they both cared deeply about the other.
Marlene on the other hand, was the personification of the word flirt. Her dramatic looks and alluring figure made her very popular with the boys, a position she relished. She had dated half the male population of hogwarts, and was looking forward to seeing how many more she could seduce before she left. Despite this, she was an intensely loyal friend with surprisingly high moral standards. She had never slept with anyone, and vowed she would wait until the ring was on her finger.
Katherine was different again. A pretty, outgoing muggleborn party animal, she liked boys, but preferred her friends any day.
Morwenna was the only halfblood in the dorm. Her father had married a muggleborn, and consequently been disowned and cut off from all of his pureblood family, leaving them alone and poor. However, she never let her family's situation hinder her, and was always laughing and messing around.
The five girls between them made up the 7th year dorm, and were the only halfway popular girls that didn't visibly swoon around the marauders, the seventh year Gryffindor boys, the clever, good-looking pranksters extraordinare, with half the school falling at their feet. Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Petigrew and James Potter.
James.
The arrogant bullying toe rag who had asked her out every other day since third year. The annoying show-off who had never done a stroke of work or a good deed in his life. The git who was, unfortunately, Headboy.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her door, and her mother poked her head in, looking frazzled and frantic.
"Lily, I know its holiday and you've probably got a million and one other things to do, but I promised Sian that I'd look after Michael for the day, completely forgetting that I have a hairdressers appointment. Do you think you could take him out to the park for half an hour and just look after him until I get back?"
Lilly opened her mouth to speak, but her mother cut her off before she could take a breath.
"Of course you will, I knew you would. He's downstairs playing with his train set, you know, the one, you, 'livened up' slightly..." Lily smiled in spite of herself. There were some advantages of being of age.
"... all his stuffs in his pram, but you don't really need to use it, I'm sure he'll be fine walking. Just don't get him run over by any cars. Oh, and make sure he wears his hat. Thank you so much, if you need me, the phone numbers are on the table. Bye sweetie!" and she disappeared as fast as she had appeared.
Lily paused on the edge of her bed for a second; attempting to recover herself from the social whirlwind that was her mother. She had never met Michael before, and knowing her luck, he would be a monster like some of the other kids her mother ended up child minding. Taking several deep breaths, she steeled herself and walked downstairs.
AN. I dont know if this is any good, and if no ones interested and if no ones interested, but if one person is interested in it enough to review and/or AA list me, I'll carry on. Hopefuly it should end up as a longer 7th year fic. :D feel free to flame it. nicely.