Discalimer: Anything you recognises from the wonderful Harry potter series does not belong to me but J.K.Rowling. However the rest is mine.

At first this was just a one shot fanfic, but I am panning to continue it with other little oneshots of other characters and their quiz results.

I hope you enjoy this. I wrote it in class the other day after me and my mates messed around on the computer with some quizzes. Yes these are real quiz answers and the real answers I got.

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Quizzes: Lily and the Pigmies

You are the Lily: While clearly amongst the most beautiful flowers in the world, you show that there is substance behind your beauty. Independent and individualistic - there is a certain unparalleled serenity that you evoke that even the most dastardly dare not disturb. One of the greatest triumphs of nature, you will always remain beautiful.

Lily sighed as she tore out the page from her copy of Witch Weekly, scrumpled it up and threw it into to the fire. Well there was a surprise she hadn't expected, she rolled her eyes. Okay so some of it made sense, 'you show that there is substance behind your beauty. Independent and individualistic'. Yup that defiantly sounded like her but 'there is a certain unparalleled serenity that you evoke that even the most dastardly dare not disturb'? Well if that was so true why was a certain person still bugging her constantly? Or was he so blind that he couldn't see that 'unparalleled serenity' of hers? And the Lily?! They had to be joking right? That was just creepy… stupid Witch Weekly quiz.

Lily brought her head down and rested it on her arms that were folded neatly over her magazine that lay on the small table in the Gryffindor common room. It was very late on a Friday night, mid-May of her 6th year and already this certain Prefect had already completed her week's homework (including a rather tricky Potions essay on Amortentia) and now had the whole weekend ahead of her free to do what she wished (apart from Prefect duties). She smiled into her folded arms as she opened her eyes and looked at the next quiz depicted on her magazine: How will you die?

She snorted. How much more of a stupid quiz could you get? As if something like that could predict ones death, however, having nothing better to do and not feeling like going to bed quite yet she pulled out her quill and began to fill in the answers.

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Phobias: None

Do you participate in extreme sports: No.

Are you allergic to anything: Does Potter count?

Do you smoke: No.

Are you right handed: What the..? Yes…

Can you juggle knives: WHAT?! No…

Okay so it was a little weird, but Lily continued slowly as she answered the last question.

Do you drive a car: -sigh- No.

Please wait while we calculate you result.

Lily had to admit that this was one thing she loved about the quizzes in the Wizard magazines and newspapers, they all worked out your result for you. It was great. Lily never had to sit and count out how many points she had or what colour she picked the most to work out how clever she was, who her ideal celebrity husband would be or if she would make a thousand Galleons by her 25th Birthday.

You will die before the age of 17

You will die and eaten be by Pigmies.

Lily let out a shrill laughter as she re-read her prediction, so much for making a thousand Galleons. Okay so she was going to die in just under a years time and then be eaten by pigmies! She would have actually believed it more if it said she would be murdered trying to protect someone she loved. But pigmies? This was just too much, especially for a teenager who was still awake at a ridiculous time at night due to the consumption of too much sugar. Clinging to her sides Lily rolled onto the floor giggling hysterically, tears coming to her dazzling emerald green eyes.

"You alright there Evans?" came an annoyingly familiar voice of a certain boy as he tried to stifle a yawn. Still giggling wildly, Lily sat up and nodded at the boy who was stood at the bottom of the boys dormitories in just pyjama trousers his bare torso looking very toned in the flickering firelight. Lily quickly pushed this thought to the back of her mind slightly disturbed that she could think of such a thing about Potter. His black hair was even messier than usual and his glasses were askew on his tediously handsome face as if he had just got out of bed, actually he probably had now Lily thought about it.

"What Potter?" Lily asked trying to sound as harsh as possible, which is very hard when trying to overcome fits hysterical of laughter. James rubbed his eyes warily and re-adjusted his glasses.

"Only asked if you were okay." James replied, slightly affronted. "You did wake me up with that gorgeous laugh of yours, you know."

Lily scowled. "Yeah, well if you don't mind I am going to die before my next birthday so go away."

"You're what?!" James asked falling down the last stair in shock and looking at Lily disbelievingly. "But you can't!"

"Why not?" Lily asked, trying not to giggle again as she watch James scramble to his feet and literally run over to her. It was really was amusing to watch him fawn over her, if a little annoying.

"Because you're too beautiful and the world needs you. I need you!"

She scowled again. Could he not go one minute without making a remark about how she looked or about him needing her to be with him? Honestly, some men.

"You need me?" Lily asked raising an eyebrow.

"I mean… well you know what I mean." He blushed.

What was this? James Potter, THE James Potter was blushing? She couldn't believe it maybe… just maybe, he actually liked her. I mean really liked her, maybe it wasn't all just some stupid joke… Lily closed her eyes and then opened them slowly only to find James had moved closer to her, his eyes transfixed on hers. She looked at him for only a moment and suddenly found herself lost in his eyes, his deep chocolaty-hazel eyes that had such a deep warmth to them that she felt so comforted she couldn't help but smile a little.

"Lily…" he breathed moving in closer still, his lips inches from hers. And that's when good old Lily's brain kicked in. She pulled away and turned her head, her heart beating madly in her chest. She couldn't have felt what she just felt had she? No she couldn't have nearly fallen for Potter, I mean, James Potter?! The selfish, pig headed fool? No, it was just the heat of the moment that's all. Feeling the awkward situation and not wanting Potter to get the first word into the silence -she had a feeling he knew what he was going to say- Lily spoke.

"Yeah. I am going to die before the age of seventeen." She informed him, "I will die and be eaten by pigmies."

James was completely dumb folded. Now he was really confused, one moment he found out Lily was going to die, and then he was going to kiss her to be able to fun his fingers through her soft red curls and now she was going to be eaten by "Pigmies?"

"Yeah." Lily nodded pushing the magazine towards him. "Pigmies."

James scanned the quiz and laughed. "So this is what you were on about Evans. Gawd, I thought you were being serious. But then you're Lily Evans. What else would I expect?" he asked with a grin.

Lily felt her stomach turn… the grin, the grin he saved especially for her… she mentally shook herself. She couldn't have such thoughts about Potter! It went against her very being-

"HEY! What do you mean 'Does Potter count?' for allergies?" he asked as if offended.

"Oh nothing." Lily smiled sweetly snatching the magazine from him and making a dash towards the girl's dormitories. "Very late, must get to bed. Night!" She called disappearing up the stairs.

James shook his head. Sometimes he just did not understand that girl, he was now really confused. After all of that she had now disappeared off having basically said she was allergic to him. Crazy… that's what Lily was crazy. And gawd, how that made him want her more.

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