"There he is," whispered a quietly-giggling Cass. James grinned and nodded. The two were hiding behind a large bush, watching Aaron Jones talk and flirt with a couple of Ravenclaw girls.

Jones was the heart-throb of the girls in the third year. Well, besides James, of course. But Jones took way more advantage of it. That's why Cass hated him so much. James hated him because... Well, James hated him because Cass hated him.

"You got the booger pie?" Cass turned to James. "Yup," he nodded, and pulled out a tin of boogers, collected from everyone who sneezed within a hundred feet of James. Cass wrinkled her nose. "How in the world did you get so many boogers so fast?" she asked. James gave her a sly smile. "Oh, Cassie, you know me. I've been planning this prank for weeks!"

Cass looked disgusted. "So you've had those boogers in your pocket for a long time?"

"Of course."

"Eew! James Sirius, you're disgusting!" she exclaimed as quietly as possible. But an evil grin sprouted on her face. "All the better to stuff in Jones's face."

James nodded. "Exactly. Look, here he comes now!"

The two fell silent again as Jones strode towards the bush and plopped down, leaning on a nearby tree. Cass stifled a giggle as James levitated the booger pie and placed it strategically so Jones would trip and land in it face first. "Aaron, come on, I have to show you something!" one of the Ravenclaw girls chirped.

Jones stood up and stretched. "Perfect," James breathed. "This way!" the Ravenclaw said, and walked in the direction of the booger pie, narrowly missing it with her foot. Jones followed, but wasn't so lucky. He tripped on a stray root of a tree and fell over. He landed with his face directly in the booger pie.

At this, Cass and James sprinted off, laughing their heads off. They ran into the castle and into the Gryffindor common room. Their laughter eventually died down, but when they looked at each other, they started howling with laughter and rolling around on the floor.

Suddenly, Fred Weasly II walked in to the sight of his two best friends flopped on the floor trying to catch their breath from laughing. He had a strange look on his face. "Hey, Freddie, what's up?" said Cass, still giggling.

Fred just looked at them. "Nothing. What's up with you guys? Did ya finally get together?"

When Fred replied, Cass and James's laughter came to a sudden stop. "What?" exclaimed James. "What are you talking about?" said Cass.

Fred just shook his head a smiled a little. "Guys, don't play dumb. You know what I'm talking about," he said, and walked up to the boys dormitory.

Cass and James just looked at each other. They didknow what Fred was talking about, they just didn't want to admit it to themselves that the knew. Cass was the first to come out of the faze, and just shrugged and started laughing again.

Hearing Cass's laughter snapped James back to reality, and he started laughing along with her. But he couldn't help but continue to think about the redhead that was his best friend. Not Fred the redhead, Cass the redhead. What if Fred was half-right? What if James really didlike Cass?