Lily was sat on her bed in the girls' dormitory of Gryffindor tower. She had managed to sneak some humbugs from the feast (Dumbledore always served them on the desserts table) and was sitting down against her bed-head sucking on one as she tried to read a book she'd got from the library. It was about the giant wars in the Middle East, and it was as thick as a house brick. She had decided to carry on taking History of Magic, unlike many in her year. As she scanned across the page she found herself reading the same line over and over.

'…when they were forced by the Chief Warlock, Ernie Shackleburg, to give up their attempts of teaching Ogres in the mountains of the Middle East. This is caused many more riots in…'

Lily's eyes bean to droop, as she tried to read the blurred text about Bernise Shagessbug giving up teaching orgies in the mountains in the Middle feast. Slowly, her eyes closed and her head fell sleepily to the side.

She found herself in the Astronomy tower, where Professor Dumbledore sat looking into a box, that appeared to be full of socks stitched with Severus Snape's face all over them. As he held them up, Dumbledore giggled with delight, squealing, "Oh! My favourite!" before running to the window and watching Professor McGonagall and Peter Pettigrew fly on a broomstick, and crash into what looked like a floating head. James Potter's floating head.

Lily actually screamed, and woke up with a start.

She screamed again when she realised that James Potter's head (fully attached to his body) had appeared through her scarlet bed hangings. She swallowed a humbug whole, and began to choke. James quickly came to the "rescue" and patted her way too hard on the back. Lily clutched her chest as she breathed heavily.

"Bloody hell, Potter! Do you want to give me a heart attack?"

"…"

"Why are you up here? This is the girls' dorms!"

"…"

"And how did you even get up here? What happened to the sliding staircase?"

At this comment James grinned sheepishly and pointed towards the door. When Lily looked over she saw a broomstick (a Cleansweep 4 to be exact) propped up against the wall. She laughed and put her hand across her forehand. A broomstick. She should've known.

Once she had stopped laughing, and James still hadn't spoken a word, Lily enquired further.

"So Potter, what were you planning to do once you'd got up here? You can't have tricked the staircase for no reason… well, now come to think of it, that's the sort of thing you do…."

"Well, Lily, I just wanted to give you something."

After James had spoke he had looked shyly down into his hands. Lily actually thought he looked quite sweet.

"Well Potter. What is it?"

It happened in a second. James had leant forward, faster than sound and kissed her, his lips only brushing hers. He pulled away just as quick, and had bolted away from the bed, grabbed his broom, and slid down the stone slide that had appeared in place of the stairs. Lily was left to sit shocked, her fingers gently touching the place where James Potter had left his mark.

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