Lily's POV:

"Lily, got any of those- what are they called? Uhm, those little drops of chocolate?" I heard Charlotte ask, as she blew on her wet coat of nail polish.

I rolled my eyes- Charlie really could be such a pureblood sometimes, "Hershey kisses?" I laughed as I threw the bag at her.

"Lily Evans! I knew there was a reason we were friends!"

I laughed, then grew serious. "Hey Charlie, there been something I've been meaning to talk to you about…"

Charlotte looked up, giving me her full attention. It was now or never I guessed. "What's up?"

"You know a few weeks ago, when we met in Diagon Alley to go shopping for school supplies?" Charlie nodded, so I figured I should continue. "Well I was at Florean Fortescue's waiting for you, when Potter walked up. I got ready to walk away- but he actually started a conversation with me. Turns out he got head boy too, and he was really excited about it. He didn't hit on me, or ask me out, or even remark about my "sexy body", or anything like he normally would've! He seemed so, so.."

"So un-James?" Charlie filled in.

"Yes! That's it! He seemed un-James! And swear to Merlin you won't tell anyone- but if he really has changed, and that's the new him… well I might just take him up on a date to Hogsmeade." I glanced down at my nails quickly, trying to hide the blush that I knew was creeping up into my cheeks. I heard Charlie squeal.

"Lily! Oh. My. Merlin. Wow. That's big- that's great! YES!"

I heard a pounding on the wall. Great. Petunia. Charlie's pounding had awoken the sleeping beast. "We'd better get to bed, I'm sure we're gonna get hell for that in the morning."

Charlotte's POV:

I couldn't believe it. Lily had admitted that she might fancy James. I wanted to scream it from the rooftops, James had better not screw it up… he'd fancied her for years, well since first year actually, and she'd despised him. Thank merlin that she finally broke of her relationship with Snape. I'd never tell Lily straight to her face that I didn't like him, but I hated him almost as much as the Marauders and that was saying something. Everyone at school new of the rivalry between them. I turned over and looked at the clock, 1:30 am it read. I rolled back over and tried to find some sleep among thoughts of James finally getting his date with my best friend.