I don't know whether it was the fact that I was agitated about the Charms exam, or whether I was just in a foul mood, but I don't think I've found James Potter quite as irritating as I did today.

"Lily," James whispered from two desks across.

Naturally, I ignored him. He knew better than to try and distract me in an exam.

"Oi, Evans," he said, a little louder this time, earning half-amused, half-annoyed looks from the majority of the class.

I bit onto my lip, holding back a retort. I swear, if I failed that exam, that boy wouldn't live to see tomorrow.

"Evans!"

"What do you want?" I snarled through clenched teeth.

"I was just wondering.. did it hurt?"

Irritated, I raised my eyebrows at him questioningly.

"When you fell from heaven, it must have hurt, no?"

"A little, but what you're getting from me after this exam will hurt a lot more."

I swear, he turned white as a sheet.