Hello all!

First of all, I'd like to thank the fanfiction author James n Lily r in LOVE for the idea of Lily getting flying lessons.

Next, I need to give my disclaimer: I own nothing.

Now, on with the story.

"Ok so what do we know about Brett Farrs?" Lily asked herself as she sat on the couch in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room.

"Well, we know plenty, don't we?" Alice answered as she flopped down beside Lily. She glanced around to make sure that no one could overhear them.

"He loves pumpkin pasties, he hates Zonkos because he thinks pranking is a waste of time, and he is a Ravenclaw."

"That's great! He is totally within my reach!" Lily squealed, grabbing her best friend's hands.

"Wait, why aren't you as excited as me? I mean, I've been crushing on him forever!"

"Well Lily, there is one more thing we know about Brett Farrs," Alice added reluctantly.

"There is? What?! Tell me!" Lily questioned frantically. She hated it when people knew things she didn't.

"He loves to fly," Alice answered quietly; she felt guilty she hadn't told Lily right when she had found out last week.

"But- but he's not on the Quidditch team! He couldn't possibly like to fly. He didn't even try out!" Lily said in a rushed breath, trying to find anything that would prove Alice wrong.

If there was one thing she didn't do, it was fly.

"According to Melissa— you know, that perky fifth year that knows everything about everyone— he thinks the competition is silly and flies by himself every night. And apparently, he won't date a girl that can't fly."

Lily groaned.

"Where am I going to find some one to teach me to fly?" She wondered aloud, burying her face in her hands.

"I'll teach you!" A voice sounded behind her.

"Potter! When did you get here!?" Lily screeched, worried that her worst enemy had found out the secret she had been guarding since third year; that she was hopelessly in love with Brett Farrs.

Even just thinking his name sent shivers down her spine.

"Oh I just popped up when I heard you needed someone to teach you how to fly." He said nonchalantly, flipping his fringe away from his eyes.

"And what is your teaching me to fly going to cost?" Lily asked, skeptical that James Potter would do something just to be kind.

"Nothing… Just one little kiss." He patted his lips twice with his index and middle fingers, puckering up.

"Ugh, as if!" Lily said whisking a pillow towards James's head. He ducked it gracefully and laughed.

"Is that the best you can do Evans? I apologize, it was a joke. I didn't know you'd get so mad. Lessons won't cost yah' a thing!"

Lily considered the offer for a moment, and then she had to relent, knowing that James was the best flier in the school.

And whether or not she wanted to admit it, she knew he would make the best teacher.

"Fine. Meet me in the common room tomorrow at 11:30 pm." She wasn't smiling at him, but James grinned anyway.

"I'm assuming I can't tell anyone about this?"

"You bet you can't," Lily growled, glaring as she tugged Alice towards the girl's dormitories.

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As 11:30 rolled around, Lily was getting antsy.

What was she thinking?

Flying around in the middle of the night?

What if she was caught sneaking out?

Of course, none of these were real causes for concern, Lily being the teacher's pet she was.

Honestly, she could probably tell the professors that she was dragged out of bed by Mrs. Norris, and they'd all believe her.

No, being caught was hardly a reason for nervousness.

So she had to wonder why she did have butterflies in her stomach.

Perhaps it wasn't so much what she was doing, as it was who she was doing it with?

Lily contemplated this possibility as she waited on the couch for James to show up.

Thanks for reading!

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Oh, and yes of course, there will be another chapter as quickly as possible. I'm fully aware that this was incredibly short...sorry about that.