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Lily P.O.V.

"Deal." As soon as he said those words, I knew something was going to change. For the better or for the worse, I'm still not sure.

He grins at me, and I grin back. The carriage stops, which puts a hold on Marlene and Sirius' snogging, and Peter, Remus, and Mary's conversation. James hurries out of the carriage, and I give a questioning look as he passes by. He just winks at me, and when I go down after him, he offers his hand, which I take, and he gives a little bow, and then pulls me off the carriage. I giggle the whole time he does this, as our friends shoot us bewildering looks. I just roll my eyes at them, and shrug.

As soon as I'm on the ground, James picks me up the bridal way, and carries me to where our suitcases are. Giggling, I inform him, "I got this." I then Accio the suitcases to us, and then proceed to put a levitating spell on them, and the suitcases magically follow us as we head towards the Hogwarts Castle.

Everywhere we went, you could hear the whispers of people seeing James and I. Both of us were famous for our fights...against each other. I hear a few, "Finally" 's, a few glares(both aimed at James{guys who had crushes on me}, and aimed at me{girls who had crushes on James}). We ignore everything, but it's especially harder for me to ignore Severus' betrayed/angry glare.

Everyone is getting ready for the Sorting, but James and I head towards Dumbledore's office.

"Am I seriously so light that you can carry me so far?" I ask James, turning to look at his face.

"Quidditch." He replies, setting me down outside Dumbledore's office. Once he sets me down, he flexes his arms.

Rolling my eyes, I mutter, "Arse." He just grins crookedly at me, and speaks clearly to the statue the password Dumbledore included in our letters(Licorice Wands). We leave our suitcases outside Dumbledore's office, and step inside.