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...And Thats When a Bludger Came Through My Window
Chapter 2

A bludger came through my window. A bludger came through my window! I sat there in disbelief for a few moments. Glass was shattered all over the perfectly clean room, glistening in the sunlight, and Tibby the cat was cowering behind me. The bludger sat on the floor in front of me, it had finally rolled to a stop against the wall. Had Aunt Rose heard the racket? THERE WAS A BLUDGER IN MY ROOM!

I took a deep breath, picked up the ball, and walked towards the window.

"OH SHIT." I heard someone shout. "Not again… SIRIUS!"

Sirius… that voice had said Sirius. And a boy on a broomstick shot towards my window.

No. No No No. This was my vacation. My peaceful, restful, vacation. There was not supposed to be any bludgers through my window or boys on broomsticks!

"Did you just smash another window?" Came another shout, and in the distance, another boy on a broomstick appeared. Two boys on broomsticks, and a bludger through my window. The boys were getting closer.

And then the worst part came. The first boy on the broom came into view, and beneath his glasses and messy hair, and beneath his quidditch robes, it was still quite obvious who he was. James Potter, Sirius Black, and a Bludger through my window.

Tibby hissed at the first boy as he landed on my window sill. In haste, I cast the muffliato spell around the room. If Aunt Rose heard the commotion and the harsh words I was about to unleash on this boy…

"I'm so, so so sorry, I'll fix it, just let me…" He started to say, raising his wand.

"JAMES POTTER." I screeched.

He stopped, and stared at me for a moment. Wide eyed and looking somewhat like a confused puppy.

"LILY EVANS!" He shouted back, but in a smile, not at all like the stern voice I had used. He jumped off the windowsill, broomstick in one hand, crunching glass beneath his shoes, and wrapped his arms around me. Tibby hissed again. "I didn't know you had a cat!"

"JAMES POTTER." I shouted again. "You're not supposed to be here!"

"Well neither are you, Lily! But look! We're both here!" He smiled. "SIRIUS! Look who it is!"

"Lily Evans! What are you doing here?" He asked, dismounting from his broomstick into my bedroom.

"What am I doing here? What the bloody hell are you two – YOU SMASHED MY WINDOW!" I shouted, again, now out of breath. I didn't know what to say. My hand was outstretched towards the broken glass, and my words had lost me. There was so much I hated James Potter for, and this was the cherry on top.

"Oh…" James shook his head. "Sorry about that." He muttered the repairing spell, and the window placed itself back together perfectly. "It's really a good thing you made yourself known, Evans, I was about to erase your memory."

"Potter, do you even know HOW to erase a memory?" I snapped. Sirius chuckled, but James looked hurt. I placed my hand on my head and sat down. The hairs on Tibbys back still stood on end.

"I thought some old muggle lady lived here?" Sirius questioned, reaching forward to pet Tibby, who calmed down.

"She does, she's my aunt! What in the bloody hell are you two doing anywhere near my aunts place… And playing Quidditch!"

"We always play Quidditch here. My parents live just over there in the town." James pointed to the east. "We've only smashed windows a handful of times. She doesn't remember a thing, don't worry."

"You've erased my Aunts memory." I said blankly. James and Sirius both nodded nonchalant like. "Multiple times." I sighed "Black, Potter, I mean this in the most respectful way… Get the bloody hell out of my Aunts house."

They both looked stunned for a moment. "Aw, c'mon Evans, don't you want to play with us?" Sirius begged, eyes-wide, and almost dog like.

"No. I really, really do not."

And just then, my Aunt shouted for me.

"Go." I urged at James and Sirius. Her footsteps were getting louder.

"Can't we meet your Aunt? Or are we not at that step in our relationship yet?" James asked.

"GO!"

"Okay, okay. We'll meet her some other time. Bye Evans!"

And before I could protest, two faint pops sounded, the boys had disapparated, and Aunt Rose was turning my door handle. I stuffed the bludger under the bed and let her in.

Later that night, I decided to explore the nearby town. Instead of apparating, I borrowed my Aunts bike. It was a 10 minute ride into town, and the summer weather made it incredibly enjoyable. I almost forgot about having James Potter and Sirius black in my room, but the nagging in the back of my head, and the worry that they would show up at my door step, scaring my poor aunt, wouldn't leave.

When I got into town, I chained the bike to the nearest parking meter, and looked down at the row of shops.

It was a quiet town. A few people walked around, some just walking their dogs, some doing Saturday evening shopping. A mother watched a child at the park. He ran around with a stick, pretending to shoot 'magic spells' at random objects. The mother laughed. For a muggle child, he had a great idea of what magic was like.

"OH NO, IT'S SO DARK IN THIS CAVE!" The boy shouted, from inside a tunnel in the play-set. "LUM-… LUM… MOM WHATS THE SPELL?" He cried. I walked closer to the boy and his mother.

"Lumos!" the Mom shouted back. I was halfway past the park at this point, and stopped. I didn't realize this town harbored multiple magic families. I stood by the fence and watched the boy run around for a while, shouting magic phrases at things, some real – some butchered versions of real spells, and some completely made up.

He approached me after a few minutes.

"HI! I'm Tanner. I'm a wizard!" He smiled, proudly.

I laughed a little bit. "Hi Tanner, I'm Lily! And I'm a witch!"

Tanners young eyes widened. "Do you go to Hogwarts? My brother goes to Hogwarts, and he has a girlfriend named Lily!"

I paused for a moment, and before I connected the dots, Tanners mother approached.

"I'm so sorry." She apologized. "Tanner here has such an imagination."

"Oh, it's quite alright." I smiled. Tanners Mother looked familiar. Brown hair, blue eyes, and a young face. "Did he just get his letter?"

"Did he what?" She asked, a bit stunned.

"His Hogwarts letter."

"Oh. OH. Heavens, you're a witch?" She asked, almost laughing. I nodded. "What year are you in?"

"Just finished sixth year."

"My son Able just finished sixth year also. Ravenclaw. He was a prefect, and we're just hoping for head boy this year!" She bragged.

"I know Able."

"MOM! This is LILY." Tanner explained.

"Lily?" His mother asked.

"Able's girlfriend!"

"Oh I'm not-" I started.

"OH. Lily! Wow. Is he expecting you at the house? He didn't say-"

"No, No I'm really not-"

"Well, come with us, I'm sure he'd be delighted to see you. You really are just as sweet as he described."

And how could I say no after that? I uncomfortably followed Tanner and Mrs. Lynwood to their house, a few blocks down the road. Tanner shouted fake spells at things the whole way.

Able was just as excited to see me as I'd expected him to be. Surprised, but nonetheless, excited. He wrapped me in a great hug, with his strong arms from playing quidditch. His brown hair was perfectly situated atop his head, and his great blue eyes gleamed at me.

"It's so good to see you." He kissed my cheek. I told him the story of why I was in town, and how I'd run across his Mother and Brother, hoping he would understand I wasn't here to see him. He still insisted that he take me out for dinner, and next thing I knew, we were seated next to each other at a small diner.

Now, I hadn't been on that many dates, but one thing I hated was when dates sat next to you at the table. Awkward, right? I tried to feign a draft, but that only cause Able to feel my same imaginary draft, and switch to the opposite side with me. By the time dinner had arrived, we'd already bumped elbows a dozen times.

"How has your stay been, so far?" He asked over his pasta.

I thought about it for a second. If you left out the part with the large quidditch ball flying through my window, and James Potter and Sirius Black in my room… "It's been quiet." I lied.

And that's when it happened. I looked up from my food for a second, towards the entrance to the diner, and like a bludger through my window; James Potter and Sirius Black were in my life again. They pointed towards Able - who hadn't noticed them – and I, and walked over to us.

"Fancy seeing you here!" Sirius grinned, taking the seat across from Able, and James took the seat across from me, accidentally kicking my feet as he did so. Able finally looked up from his food, and had the utmost look of distaste on his face.

"Potter. Black." Able nodded.

"Can we help you?" I sneered.

"Just wanted to join our pals from Hogwarts for dinner, is that so bad?" James smiled, his crooked, egotistical smile. I hated that smile.

"We're almost done." I replied.

"Aww, no, you've got your whole bowl left!" James replied. He beckoned the waiter over, and they both ordered.

"So what brings you two here?" James questioned. "Just meeting up with old friends from school?" He ran a hand through his hair. Add this to my list of ticks James Potter has that irritate me to no end.

"It appears they're on a date." Sirius replied. James paused for a second, his smile fading from his face. He adjusted his glasses.

"Yes, we are." Able replied. I didn't say anything, feeling a bit awkward.

"Oh." James said, finally. "Well, let's get going then, Sirius. Lily, if I could have my bludger back… it's awfully strange to play quidditch without it."

And just as quickly as they'd come, they'd gone.

"You have James Potters bludger?" Able raised an eyebrow at me.

"Long story." I mumbled, trying to finish my food as quickly as possible.

Jen Riddle
June 30th 2010

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