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Chapter 2

Lily was sitting between her best friends, Clara and Ellie, at the Gryffindor table, muttering darkly to herself as they rolled their eyes.

'Seriously, Lily, if you hate it that much, just give back the badge and let someone who wants it have it!' Clara groaned. Her hair was very bright blonde and had clearly had several hours of styling put into it, whereas Ellie's hung a little limply and her face was scrubbed clean without any hint of make-up.

'I'm not letting him win,' she retorted, catching his eye from just down the table and looking down angrily. She picked at the embroidery on her robes and did not even touch the plate in front of her; instead, she dragged the bowl of salad towards her and slowly started tearing the leaves into shreds.

She couldn't help but think that maybe if Potter stopped making crude jokes, she'd be able to see a hint of good looks on his features – if they were soft and kind. Maybe she'd be able to detect a hint of sincerity if he didn't hide his love with obsessive, unserious askings-out. Not that I'd say yes, she thought, but I might be flattered. 'I just wish he'd stop stalking me,' she sighed out loud.

'He won't be stalking anymore,' Ellie shrugged, her mouth filled with quiche.

'Why?' Clara leaned in with interest.

'Didn't you know? He's got a girlfriend,' she said it as though it was nothing big.

'Who, I'm the queen of gossip, how do I not know about this?' Clara gaped, pulling out some little square pieces of parchment and a quill. 'Sorry, I just need to send a memo to everyone I have ever met.'

'More importantly, how do I not know about this?' Lily said in astonishment. 'Why didn't you tell me earlier?'

'Er, because I distinctly remember you telling me never to say his name in your presence,' Ellie reminded with raised eyebrows and meaningfully wide eyes.

'You could have said that he had a new girlfriend, that wouldn't require the use of his name,' Lily grumbled, glancing over at James again and this time spotting the blonde hanging on his arm – she couldn't have been older than a fifth year, surely?

'Lucy Jones in sixth year,' Ellie seemed to have read her mind, 'she asked him.'

'And he said yes,' Lily muttered; because of me, she added mentally, because the look that James gave her when he looked up again was self-explanatory – he was trying to make her jealous – so she just shook her head with raised eyebrows and flicked her hair as she turned back to Clara and Ellie. 'Well I couldn't care less what the toerag does anyway.'

'You seemed pretty interested two minutes ago,' Clara said coolly, but muttered "sorry" when Lily shot her a filthy look.

'So, have either of you done the essay for Professor Binns?' she asked, and when they both looked at her blankly she added: 'the one on the Goblin Rebellion...?'

'Sorry, I got lost on the doing homework for Binns bit,' Clara said, and Ellie nodded in agreement.

'Well I did it,' Lily replied icily.

'Nerd,' Ellie coughed, but Lily just rolled her eyes, knowing that she was just joking.

'Now, if the Prefects will assist the first years in reaching the common rooms, I must grant you all a good night's sleep before lessons tomorrow! Will the Head Boy and Girl please remain behind for their first assignments,' Dumbledore added, before gesturing for the students to leave and picking up a leftover sausage, biting into it before quickly replacing it and discreetly downing a goblet of wine.

'Just you and me again, Lil'.' How had he got over to her so fast?

'I guess so, Potter,' she tried to shrug indifferently, wondering what their first assignment was going to be. She had assumed that being a Head was just like being the Head Prefect, but apparently it included much more.

'Ah, Miss Evans, Mister Potter!' Dumbledore beamed, sweeping his grey beard, which had just a few brown strands remaining in it, over his shoulder. 'Congratulations on your new posts!'

'You chose them,' James muttered, before suddenly becoming very interested in the ceiling and stroking his chin as though to look intelligent.

'Now, the first thing I wish for you to do is visit your new common room and bathroom, to get an idea of where you'll be spending a lot of time this year. Your trunks are in your dormitories, but the house elves will bring you anything that you desire to keep in either. In the common room you will find several stacks of files – uninteresting as it may seem, I need you to order them into alphabetical order by student name.'

James groaned loudly, before adding with a tone that tried to disguise interest: 'what are the files about?'

'You'll see,' Dumbledore smiled, 'though I think you'll be finding your name in there a few times.'

James's indifferent expression changed instantly to intrigue. 'Fine, Prof, then can we go to bed?'

Yeah right, Lily thought, James Potter doesn't go to bed until at least three every morning.

'After that, I wish for you to take the files to Mr Filch before going to bed – and I'd take advantage of the sleep, James,' Dumbledore said knowingly, using James's first name as a rare privilege, 'being Head Boy and Girl is hard.'

'We'll manage, Professor Dumbledore,' Lily said brightly, 'we should probably head off then James!'

'The password for the common room and bathroom Elder Hallow, and you'll find them on the first floor in the corridor beside the charms hall, behind a portrait of several goblins playing cards over drinks – not my favourite painting, but it does the job.'

'What's the Elder Hallow?' Lily asked, though James had already turned and was heading off through the near-empty hall.

'Just a little story of mine,' he winked, 'something I used to believe.'

Though Lily wanted to ask more about it, she knew it would be rude and turned with a sigh. 'Thank you for choosing me as Head Girl, Professor Dumbledore.'

'It really is my pleasure, Miss Evans,' he replied, and Lily hurried away, beaming.

James: It'll only take a second, go on!

Lily: It's not nice to guilt-trip people into reviewing!

James: It's not nice to turn down guys who have asked you out a million times!

Lily: It's not nice to stalk.

James: Ity's not nice to - Oh screw this, just review!