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"I must say I am incredibly disappointed in you Miss Evans. You are a Prefect and you had no business in the corridors at this time of night. You should know better. As for you Mr. Potter this must be nothing new for you, however you are breaking school rules and you must be punished for it. 20 points from Gryffindor."
Lily gasped and James' jaw dropped. "But Professor, surely-"
"20 from each of you. And don't think I won't make it more because I will." Professor McGonagall glared at the two students before her, the girl she was pretty sure had never broken a rule in her life, and the boy, well, that was another storm to be reckoned with. "Miss Evans since this is your first infraction ever in six years at Hogwarts, you may leave."
James tried to get up with Lily who was glaring at him so hard that if looks could kill, James Potter would most certainly be dead upon the floor. He took only a few steps when McGonagall stopped him.
"Not so fast Mr. Potter, I need to speak with you." James' shoulders dropped and he sat dejectedly back down on the couch, looking deeply at the patterns sewn into the maroon fabric.
"Look at me when I speak to you Mr. Potter." James looked up, looking utterly ashamed. "Don't think that will work with me Mr. Potter. You have broken over a dozen rules you know that? And this!" McGonagall held up the invisibility cloak.
"I've no idea where you got this item but I can assure you I will be handing it over to Dumbledore immediately." The witch looked James Potter up and down, as if to guess his intentions. "Now, Mr. Potter would be a good time to explain yourself."
"It was only for a night stroll Professor. Besides it's not Evan's fault, she was only trying to stop me from getting in trouble."
"I think Miss Evan's actions have been taken into note Mr. Potter, however, she was out past her patrolling hours. She is no longer relevant in the matter. And pray tell, did you come through that painting instead of the portrait hole?" James shuffled his feet. McGonagall hissed menacingly. "Mr. Potter..."
"I swear Professor we were only trying to get away from Peeves." She glared. "And Filch." He looked downward again and McGonagall let him.
"Detention. Two days, my classroom, starting tomorrow. Consider yourself lucky Mr. Potter that it was I who caught you and not Professor Snape or another teacher who would not have been so lenient. You may go." And with that McGonagall left the common room. James slowly made his way up the stairs, only to meet Lily at the top who took no hesitation in slugging him in the arm.
"You ought to be chucked into St. Mungo's you know that Potter? Seriously you're mad." James smirked.
"You could call it luck of the Potters, Evans." Lily rolled her eyes and let out a soft snort. Her auburn hair took James' breath away, and he wished he wasn't always such a git. He shook his head. There was NO way, Lily Evans and James Potter were sworn enemies, and there was no way, ever, anyway that they would work. James smiled innocently, and let out a soft sigh and turned into the boy's dormitory. Lily turned toward hers and she heard the soft voice coming from the boy's door.
"Night Lily."
"Night Potter." She shook her head smiling and shut the door.