A/N: New Chapter, Be nice, please R&R – yay double figures!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.

Double Figures – I'm actually impressed with myself.

This chapter is just a bit of selfish indulgence on my part – sorry!

Once again the title isn't mine, could think one suitable so this one is a quote from 'The Mill on the Floss' by George Elliot – incidentally my mum's O-level English Lit book, and Elliot was a much nicer women than Mao (who obviously wasn't a women, but still)

Chapter 10

There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.

'Um Lily, you alright?' James asks me, peering down at me. I can see why he would be confused. I'm lying on my back in front of the fire in our common room, books surrounding me, hair all messed up and my hands gripping my head. I only moan in response to his question. 'Come on, what's up doc?' he plonks himself on the floor nest to my head.

'This, Bugs.' I reply flinging my hands around my and accidently hitting him in the stomach.

'I'm not eating a carrot' he says back rather breathlessly. I prop myself up on my elbow and look up at him.

'Sorry.' But he quickly brushes it off.

'What's the story?' He asks, leaning back slightly.

'Morning glory.' I reply, without thinking.

'Huh?'

'Don't worry.'

'So, come on, what's all this? He asks again, this time slipping down so he's lying next to me, leaning on his elbow.

'It's just that something's missing.' I tell him, actually I know what's missing I just don't want to tell him that.

'What?' He asks looking around the room, 'You have all your books and stuff.' He picks up one of the books, 'Gellert Grindelwald – the man and the magic.' He looks back at me shocked, 'Good?' I snatch the book out of his hands.

'It's just research.' It really is, since our meeting with Dumbledore, a month ago – god I can't believe its nearly November already - I was intrigued by it all, dark wizards and stuff, they're all wizards, I'm sure that means something?

'Thinking of getting an army together and terrorising Europe, Lils' He asks, smiling slightly. I give him a dirty look at this. 'So come on, what's missing?'

I roll back onto my back, 'Music.'

James stares at me and then, 'So put the WWN on.'

'I mean proper music.' I state simply.

He looks down at me then says very slowly, 'And pray tell what is, proper music?'

I look up at him, a smile playing on his face and his glasses falling slightly away from his hazel eyes. 'You want to know what proper music is?' I ask jokingly.

'Yes siry, I do.'

'Fine,' I look at him, this ought to be fun, 'The Clash, the Stones.' He interrupts me, 'I've heard of them' I give him a dirty look, 'No interruptions?' he asks sheepishly, I just ignore him and continue with my list, 'The Wings, Elvis Costello, Joni Mitchell, The Stranglers, James Taylor, The Sex Pistols, The Ramones, The Velvet Underground' They all come out in quick succession.

'That it Lily, anything else?' He asks me, smirking, obviously finding my little list hilarious, but I was enjoying this far too much.

'The state I'm in, if you gave me the Bay City Rollers I would be happy!'

He stared at me some more, he seems to be doing that a lot in the last few minutes, then when he opens his mouth, what comes out surprises me, 'So come on.'

'Sorry?' Because really where is he going with this?

'Go find some music, you can introduce me to that, very extensive list of yours.'

'Earth to Potter,' He actually flinches slightly at the sound of me calling him Potter, 'We're in Hogwarts, record players don't work here.' I turn my head to the side, and I get a close up look at his bicep – well that's those dreams suddenly getting a lot more graphic, though how they can much more graphic I don't know.

'Oh, yeah.' He said rolling back onto his back. We just lie there for a while, studying the ceiling – it is a very nice ceiling, we don't look at ceilings enough.

'Lily?' he asks me tentatively.

'Yeah,' I reply, turning towards him, he's looking straight at me, and our eyes meet. I'm not going to lie and say that it was just eye contact, the same box-standard eye contact that is good manners to hold while you're having a conversation. I'm not going to lie and give a fairy-tale story. I'm not going to lie and say once our eyes met the whole world fell away and it was only me and him. I'm not going to lie and say we both just fell into each others arms. I'm not going to lie and say that one minute we were looking at each other and the next we were kissing each other. I'm not going to lie and say any of that. But it was like, like I had been looking at him for 7 years and suddenly I was seeing him, and instead of feeling awkward about his gaze, I actually felt comforted by it, like a big fluffy duvet had just been wrapped around me and I didn't know why.

'What's the first record you owned?' he asked me, though it was obvious that he was going to ask me something important but chickened out at the last moment. I smiled at him.

'Bought or owned?'

'There's a difference?' He asks, still looking at me.

'First record I ever owned, my dad bought it for me,' Telling James this, I was 9 again, sitting on the stairs as my dad came home from work, he gave me a hug and presented me with an album, 'Joni Mitchell, Clouds. My mum thought I was to young to listen to her, but my dad just told her to lighten up.' I paused and glanced at James who was looking intently at me. 'I still have the album; it's one of my favorites.'

'And the first one you bought?'

'On my tenth birthday. My dad took me and my sister into town.' I paused thinking of the sound of the record shop, the first time I ever entered one and absolutely loving it. 'Simon and Garfunkel, Bridge over Troubled Water. I still love that song.' The words were swimming in my head and I could hear Garfunkel sing. My mum thought that I should have picked something like The Jackson five, like Petunia, but my dad just told her that I had inherited his taste in music.

'Not typical music for a 10 year old, Lils.' He tells me, pocking me in my side.

I swat him away, laughing, when did we start acting like this? 'When did I ever do anything typical, James? I say teasingly.

'Good point.'

'So how about you, first record?'

He doesn't say anything for a moment looking embarrassed, 'Ummm.'

'James…'

'Never bought one.' He finally admits.

What he's never bought a record, not a single piece of music, not a single or album, 'What!'

He smiles guiltily, 'I suppose records and stuff are muggle things, we had music around, but never bought music.'

'And that my friend is what's wrong with the Magical World.' I reply firmly because truly it is, a world without music, I can hardly last a term but a whole lifetime?

'The fact we don't have records is what is wrong with the magical world?' he asks me obviously not believing what he was hearing.

'Yep it is.'

He stares at me, smiles and turns back to look at the ceiling. We both just lie there, next to each other staring at the ceiling.

A/N

A pointless little Chapter – I just wanted to write about them together, with no one else.

The whole 'Come on, what's up doc?' 'This, Bugs.' 'I'm not eating a carrot' comes from the fact that when Bugs Bunny says, 'What's up doc' he is usually seen eating a carrot.

Obviously Oasis didn't exist in the 70's, what's the story, Morning glory is a line from the film Bye Bye Birdie (1963) – also a Broadway musical, but it's still a great album.

Okay I admit it I do love 60's and 70's music – but in my defense my parents were in their teens and 20's and have all the originals on vinyl and then them all on CD as well – it was a great time for music. Obviously all the bands and people were around in the 70's and were all recording at the time – (I changed The Clash a bit they started in 1976, didn't releases anything until 1977, so their fan base would be quiet small – but they are so good, I just had to make her like them, which technically she could, but James wouldn't have heard of them, at least at this time) The Bay City Rollers aren't as bad as Lily says they are, they are a guilty pleasure though and their songs are really catchy. The Ramones didn't have a lot of commercial success around the time they were around obviously someone bought their records, but a lot of their recognising came after – especially for their more famous songs.

When it comes to her first record – I went for when she was around 9 so 1969, I don't know if this is young or old but it's around the age I was when I bought my first tape plus records would have been a treat in the 60s/70s. (I was like 5/6 – my sister took me shopping – I still have the tape) – It's an odd choice for a first album I probably should have picked the Beatles or something but they are really good records –if you get the chance listen to them both. Though if you've never heard Bridge over Troubled Water... I think you're all ready a lost cause

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