Written by Sam.
Last time - Lily didn't here the rest of the speech as the thoughts in her head were continually swirling, it would be an interesting year. 'Oh god I'm stuck with Potter…'
Lily massaged her temple as though to dislodge the headache that had been plaguing her for the past hour. The food at Hogwarts had always been one of her favourite things about the castle and the Welcoming Feast was one of her most beloved events. This year, however, she felt that it could not end soon enough. With the Gryffindor table divided and sides being taken, Lily could think of nothing better than to go up the Gryffindor tower with her friends and have a nice long sleep. But of course, this was now impossibility as she had moved out of Gryffindor Tower and was now to share a place with James Potter. Although it was her final year at the school of witchcraft and wizardry, Lily Evans wanted nothing more than to go home.
'Come on Lils,' Raine said to Lily, lifting her arm from the table, 'let's go up to the Common Room and have a nice chat, hm?' Raine then turned to look at Chloe, for support it would seem.
Chloe had almost fallen asleep during the feast but now that she could feel Raine's intense gaze on her, she roused herself, 'Oh yes Lily, come on!'
'Guys,' Lily started, more resigned then she had ever been, 'I cant.'
They both stared at her, 'What?' They demanded in unison,
'I've got my own room now that I'm Head Girl, don't I?' Raine and Chloe let their mouths work soundlessly, trying to digest what they had just heard. Their best friend in the entire world was no longer to share a room with them. So much for that 'nice chat' that they had planned.
'Oh Lils,' Raine sympathized, 'you can still come and visit us though, right?'
'I spose… look guys, I really should get on to my new quarters and plus I have this splitting headache!'
Raine and Chloe hugged their friend and then rose from the table, leaving her alone with her thoughts. They left and Lily sighed, getting up from the table herself and going off to find James. One look down the table and she had found him, she would know his hair anywhere. She got up and sat back down actually interested in watching him for a bit. After all, she was going to spend the better part of the next year with him.
He was in 'deep' conversation with Sirius. How predictable. It must have been an interesting conversation though, as everyone around them seemed to be hanging on every one of the words that passed through their lips. Lily kept watching, the tilt of his head, his hand gestures, the way that even whilst talking he managed to mess up his hair. How does he do it? She wondered.