The Key to Apparition is CONCENTRATION

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A/N: I received 23 reviews for my first chapter and many reviewers asked for another chapter! Thanks so much for all of the reviews! They meant so much to me and I was so glad so many people wanted another chapter!

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Chapter 2:

"BLACK! POTTER! PETTIGREW! LUPIN! Fifty Points from Gryffindor! Would you be quiet at once? How dare you show such disrespect to a highly commendable apparition instructor such as Professor Tofty? If I catch you again, it will be detentions for all four of you, DO YOU HEAR ME?"

Believe it or not, Professor Minnie, we did hear your screaming voice from our situation ten metres away from you. Remarkable, isn't it?

I don't think she understands something though: what is the point of taking fifty house points away from Gryffindor?

Firstly, they're from her own house.

Secondly, I'll just earn those fifty points back on Monday at transfiguration. Actually, the fifty points that she took away could have been the points that were awarded to me on Friday at herbology anyway, so, no big deal in taking them away. It's quite a useful plan: you build up a few points in your house vials and then spend them on days like today when listening to what's-his-name apparition instructor at the front is the last thing that you want to do.

Silence echoes throughout the hall for a moment – something that always happens after a teacher looses control – but of course it has to be broken by something and then the activity that was originally told off for is resumed – another piece of evidence to show that teachers are completely clueless.

Sirius has that look on his face; the strange analysing look that doesn't suit him because generally he doesn't give a shit about thinking about things. This little rule is always broken when he is told off.

He leans forward to whisper, 'if, if she catches us,' and his face shows such an obvious look of achievement because he realised this 'crucial fact' that Remus and I crack up into silent fits of laughter. Well, technically, me more than Remus on account of Remus being a goody-goody-prefect and has 'pride at setting examples' for younger students.

Peter is standing between us and looking between me (laughing silently), Remus (laughing silently and completely failing to look dignified and prefect-like) and Sirius (looking as though he thinks he deserves a prize). Wormtail's eyebrows are narrowed and his jaw is clenched as his brain attempts to catch up to what is going on. He's in the same position that he was in two weeks ago when Lily described him as a stunned mullet. I've never understood that muggle saying.

Speaking of Miss Perfect-Prefect Lily…

Ah, there she is, off to my left; you can't miss her gorgeous fiery-red hair and stunning emerald eyes.

Hang on a second…

What the hell is Lily doing?

Instead of looking and listening conscientiously to what's-his-face at the front (her normal habit at any variation of class), she's looking in the complete opposite direction…

In my direction…

No, STRAIGHT AT ME!

This is Lily Evans that we're talking about.

The same Evans who hates my guts.

And the same Evans that I am completely head-over-heels in love for.

Her cheeks suddenly turn a shade of scarlet and she's blinking her eyes madly. Is this some weird form of communication?

I blink, trying to clear my eyes.

There's got to be something wrong with my optic nerve or whatever the nerve is called that runs from my eye to brain!

Why is she looking at me?

Maybe there's something wrong with my eyes!

'Padfoot!' I hiss, 'are my eyes gone? Ruptured? Exploded? A different colour? Different sizes? Popping out? Wizzing about – '

'Prongs! Shut up! You're eyes are fine! It's your brain that's obsessed with them that's having the problems! Get over it!'

So, it's not the eyes…

Oh, Merlin…

MY BRAIN?

Is it possible to get brain transplants? A brain that can actually understand the messages that are being sent from my eyes would definitely be useful…

'Padfoot,' I hiss again (I would ask Moony, but Moony is back to his general behaviour of trying to impress McGonagall by listening to what's-his-face and won't even acknowledge that I'm speaking, let alone answer me. In actually fact, I think he's gone to sleep standing up; he has the half-eye-closed trick working well). 'Does St. Mungos do brain tranplants? Cause I think I need one. My brain is – '

' – Completely crazy and insane and is turning my friend into a hoodlum?'

Stupid smartarse! You're supposed to be helping, Padfoot, not mocking me!

'Stop mocking me! I'm dead serious (I don't even bother to glare at Sirius's pathetic grin) about brain transplants! I'll ask you again: does St Mungos do brain – '

'Prongs! (Moony decides to wake up when we talk about anything remotely scientific) Imagine the repercussions (Wormtail looks at Remus in a weird way to try and interpret what he just said) of getting a brain transplant! Your entire body would be transformed and modified to think in someone else's mind! You would not be anything like James Potter! You would behave differently, retort to different ideas differently and in a completely different manner, you would like different things – '

' – Have crushes on different chicks – '

'Don't interrupt me, Padfoot. Now as I was saying…'

Moony's voice turns off in my head.

If I got a brain transplant, I might not love Lily Evans anymore!

'–Actually be polite to Minnie and listen to what she says in class– '

Or quidditch! I could hate quidditch!

'–Fail transfiguration– '

I might not even be a wizard anymore!

'– Not even be a wizard anymore– '

Well, I guess that wipes out the brain transplant suggestion.

'– Like Snivelus! – '

'Padfoot! Shut your mouth! I'm trying to think!'

Maybe Lily really was looking at me…

MAYBE SHE LIKES ME BACK!

Sigh.

She is so beautiful.

It's a Saturday so she's let her hair loose to float below her shoulders.

Please, Lily, please!

You have to like me!

You're gorgeous, beautiful, intelligent, considerate, honest, fair, just, caring, understanding, thoughtful, kind, smart, pretty, loyal, gorgeous – '

'Now everyone! Remember the three Ds!'

How dare you interrupt my musing, Mister-what's-your-name!

Oh, he's finally finishing up his speech.

'The key to apparition is concentration. Step one: fix your mind firmly on you desired destination – in this case the hoop in front of you.'

Would he hurry up? I want to get back to thinking about Lily…

'Step two: focus your determination to occupy the visualized space. Let your yearning to enter it flood from your mind to your body.'

…gorgeous…intelligent…understanding…

'Step three: Only when I give the command, turn on the spot, feeling your way to nothingness, moving with deliberation.'

WHAT?

On his command?

We're apparating now?

But I wanna think about Lily!

'On my command…one – two – THREE!'

Looking next to me, I see Remus do some random leap dance turn so I follow, half turning on the spot. I hear a 'pop' and everything goes black and I am being pressed hard from all directions.

My arms are wrapped around something. It tilts backwards slightly and I hold tighter so that the thing doesn't fall.

This can't be good…

I open my eyes, half dreading to see what I've accidentally done while apparating.

LILY?

Did she apparate to me?

Or did I appararate to her?

How do I find out?

Talking.

'Lily, are you alright?'

Up until now, she hasn't looked at me but when she hears my voice she lifts her head slightly so that her eyes meet mine.

A small smile adorns her face and she sighs softly.

What is going on here?

I thought she hated me!

Now, she's biting her lip as though she's trying to chew the smile off her face although it's not really working.

It's quite interesting actually. She's exactly the right height for me. She would be able to fit her head perfectly under my chin if she needed to be held of comforted or –

' – As they say,' I almost jump at Sirius's voice from behind me. 'The key to apparition is concentrating on Destination, Determination and Deliberation.'

Would Lily hate me if I leant forward and kissed –

'Uh, James?'

I raise my eyebrows in surprise and then I register what she said.

SHE CALLED ME JAMES NOT POTTER!

For the first time in life, she called me James!

'I just have … a … um … a headache.'

I don't understand….

What does having a headache got to do with any of this?

She moves her hands around her back and gently unlinks my arms from around her before making a run for the exit of the Great Hall.

'Lily!'

I can't believe it!

She's going to disappear and I won't be able to talk to her about this and ask her what just happened!

Lily reaches the door and I see her eyes darting back to me quickly before escaping through the door, a gorgeous smile on her perfect face.

Perhaps, I really don't need the brain transplant now…

A/N: Well, that's the second chapter! I hope you enjoyed reading it!

I still prefer the first chapter but this one isn't too bad.

I'm thinking of writing one more chapter to explain the aftermath of the apparition lesson and then leaving it as a three-shot. I'm still not sure so reviews would definitely help me decide and help me update quicker! (hehe; hint, hint!)

Opinions are always welcome and I'd love to hear suggestions, ideas etc.

BTW: I am still updating my other Lily/James and Ron/Hermione fic so if you're interested, have a look at them.

Thanks again to reviewers from chapter 1!

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