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STORY TIME:

"Mr Potter and Mr Black, kindly put your wands away and wait outside the classroom." Professor Mcgonagall hissed as she glared at the two boys.

They both placed their wands on the desk and walked sheepishly outside of the classroom, the eyes of the rest of the class constantly trailing them. Remus Lupin sat at the back of the class next to the two recently vacated seats with his friend Peter Pettigrew, having a laugh at the expense of their two best friends. The boys had been caught out yet another time while they attempted to change their bookcases into animals and the teacher just wasn't having it.

"Boys." Professor Mcgonagall stepped out of the classroom, seething with rage. "Both of you are nearly seventeen - act your age for goodness sake. The choosing of the Head Boy isn't simply picking a name out of a hat Mr Potter, a lot of thought has gone into this process. Yet if you don't believe you are capable of setting a proper example for the rest of your peers, then you may find yourself stripped of your responsibilities. Both of you will receive two detentions and I hope the message will finally sink in."

Professor Mcgonagall paused as she put one hand on the doorknob to enter her classroom and turned back around.

"You are no longer the 11 year old boys that you were when you entered this castle. And the world around you isn't the same anymore either. Both of you are extremely talented, but your talent may be more helpful in the future if you put it to better use." For a moment Professor Mcgonagall seemed more like a tired, ageing woman rather than a stern transfiguration professor. As suddenly as the change came, it was gone, and she walked back into her classroom as the chatter immediately ceased.

Still outside of the room, Sirius turned to his best friend and grinned.

"She said we were 'extremely talented', I told you Minnie loves us on the inside!"

James half smiled at his friend's antics and gave the high five that Sirius had been holding his hand up for, but his mind was elsewhere. What Professor Mcgonagall told him was plaguing his mind, because the truth of her words was too strong to ignore.

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The sun had set hours ago, yet the four boys who called themselves 'The Marauders' were still pigging out in the kitchen.

Scratch that.

Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew were pigging out in the kitchen, and James Potter and Remus Lupin had been dragged along because unfortunately they picked the wrong people to become friends with. A muffled sound was emitted from Sirius' mouth, but as always – none of his friends sitting right beside him even looked up. Frustrated, Sirius tapped James on the shoulder and tried to communicate whatever it was he had been saying not 10 seconds ago.

James' brows furrowed in confusion as he began the impossible task of figuring out what his friend just said to him.

Sighing, Remus decided to make the job easier and cut the pointless conversation to an end.

"He said: Prongs didn't you say you couldn't hang out with us because you had some meeting?"

"OH MERLIN, NOT AGAIN!"

It was the third meeting that James had found himself completely forgetting about and it was only his first month back from Christmas. As he sprinted towards Professor Dumbledore's office James contemplated the idea of summoning his broom and flying there instead, but he could only spot one flaw in the plan.

The summoning charm just wasn't his forte.

Finally ending the major debate which was raging inside of his head, he decided to continue running and just hoped he didn't crash into anything or anyone. He spotted the gargoyles that guarded the Headmaster's office and skidded to a halt just 14 centimetres before a possibly extremely painful crash.

"Lemon drops." James confidently strode forward before he realised that the gargoyle's hadn't let him through, and he had just walked into a solid wall.

He could have sworn the gargoyle sniggered at him, but he couldn't be sure.

"Contrary to popular belief, Professor Dumbledore does not select his password depending on his favourite sweets. But that is a good idea, I'll mention it to him."

"Never tickle a sleeping dragon." James spun around at the sound of another's voice, and found himself facing Lily Evans.

He wondered why she would be saying such a random statement, but instead of making her feel embarrassed he decided to just go with it.

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind next time I... happen to approach a sleeping dragon."

Lily raised one eyebrow and tilted her head a little to the left.

"You're a strange person James. Anyway, I wasn't talking to you – that's just the password for the gargoyles." She said.

After James attempted to forget the embarrassing situation that had just happened, he wondered why Lily wasn't in the Headmaster's office already.

"Wait Lily, how come you're late to the meeting?"

Lily frowned and checked her watch.

" We're not late, the meeting only starts in another two minutes." She stated. "You didn't think you were late and run here again did you? Like last time?"

"Me...run? Pfft, no." James reddened slightly as he turned away and tried to focus greatly on the spider that was climbing up the wall.

'Damn it,' he cringed on the inside.

By the time he realised that Lily was no longer standing beside him, she already seated herself in a chair opposite the Headmaster, as they both were observing how long it would take James to realise he was alone. Taking in the situation calmly, James strutted over to take the chair beside Lily.

"I was just checking to make sure the paint on the wall wasn't chipping." Glancing over at Professor Dumbledore he added, "It's not."

"Thank you for that evaluation Mr Potter, may we begin this meeting now?"

James nodded his approval before relaxing into the back of the extremely comfortable chair he was seated in.

"Tonight is just a short meeting, the three of us will be meeting again next week to discuss details, but tonight is just to inform you of what is happening. The staff and I have been thinking of holding a ball for the seventh years. It will be an opportunity for the seventh year students to relax and enjoy their last year of Hogwarts before the work sets in and the NEWTs begin. If the feedback is positive, we may look into making it an annual event – but for now we just want your opinion."

Lily sat forward in her chair and engaged in a conversation to express her enthusiasm while James sat and wondered if Lily would agree to go with him. It was a long shot, but he was feeling slightly more positive considering that he and Lily were actually friends this year, not like all the other years.

"James, do you believe we should go through with this idea?" Professor Dumbledore and Lily were both staring at him, so James picked the answer he knew would appease Lily.

"Of course Professor Dumbledore, I'm sure our peers will love it."

James was rewarded with a smile from Lily and a nod from Dumbledore and he settled back into his seat. As the short meeting drew to a close, Lily stood by the door to wait for James and walk back to the Head's common room.

"I'll be out in just a minute Lily." She nodded and exited the room, leaving James free to talk to the Headmaster.

"Professor, just a quick question: is there some sort of rule where the Head boy and girl are required to attend all functions as a couple?"

Professor Dumbledore chuckled to himself for a moment before replying to James.

"Nice try Mr Potter, but as far as I know – no such rule exists. But you already seem to be pretty good friends, I'm sure you could just ask Miss Evans anyway!" He said, eyes twinkling all the while.

"Well it was worth a try. I might just do that Professor, but good night."

James walked out of the Headmaster's office to see Lily waiting for him, and he thought back to what Professor Dumbledore said to him. They were actually very friendly nowadays, so his chance had never been better. Throwing all doubts away, James turned to Lily and asked what was on his mind.

"Will you go the ball with me Lily? Wait- I know you don't want to go out with me or anything, and I know one of the conditions of you accepting the Head Girl position was if I promised not to ask you out ever again. So what I'm trying to ask, is will you go to the ball with me as friends?"

He held his breath, expecting Lily to ponder over this for a moment or two before actually coming to a decision. What he didn't expect however, was Lily's prompt response.

"As friends? Sure thing. I accept your offer to go the ball with you as friends, and I look forward to it James. Thank you for asking me. Well, good night then."

"Yeah... good night." A startled James replied, as he stood and tried to figure out what just happened.

She said yes.

Before he could stop himself, James knocked on Lily's door. Lily appeared a few seconds later, dressed in a sleeping gown and slippers.

"Woah, you got dressed really fast." Seeing Lily's amused expression, James hurried to get to the point. "So I just wanted to make sure- did you actually say yes to going to the ball with me? As friends?"

"Yes James, I did. Could I get some sleep now, I'm actually really tired?"

Elated with the possibility of winning over Lily Evans in the future, James smiled and said goodnight.

Forgetting about going into his own dormitory, James stepped out of the common room and into the dark corridor. Lighting the tip of his wand, he raced to the Gryffindor common room and up the staircase into the 7th year boys' room.

Flicking the switch filling the room with light, James watched his three best friends stir slowly to consciousness.

"SHE SAID YES!"

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