This is a really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really (did I mention really?) short chapter. So short that I'm so surprised that I even wrote it. I mean, this is nothing compared to my first chapter, but still...holy camolly.

Love,

Me

"Wake up."

"Wake up James Sirius Potter."

"I swear, if you don't wake up, I'm pouring this vase of water all over your face."

"Oh, so you're not waking up?"

Splash.

"AGHHH!"

"Ms. DeVillers, if you insist on disturbing my patients, I will be forced to send you out!"

"Sorry, Madam Pomfrey. Won't happen again."

"Addie..."

"Shut it, James."

James was sitting bolt upright and was soaking wet—all thanks to me, of course. I flashed him a smile and he scowled back. "What the bloody hell was that for?"

I batted my eyes innocently at him. "What, did you want to miss the Quidditch party? It's in ten minutes. Madam Pomfrey has to give you the 'go ahead' signal for you to go. Everyone's waiting for their beloved captain and Gregory has already smuggled in a couple gallons of butterbeer."

"Ah, I knew there was a reason that he was my mate," James said.

I scowled at him.

Two minutes later, after frantic bantering, Madam Pomfrey allowed our beloved team captain (Ha!) to go to the party. Of course, she threatened to saw off my pretty little hands and feet if James gets hurt again, but hey! It was a good enough cause.

"Just lean on me," I said with a sigh after James staggered and swore again. "That way, I won't have to bear the hearing of your colorful words."

He gave me a lopsided smile and a cheeky wink and grabbed onto my hand, pulling me down. "OUCH, NOT THAT WAY JAMES SIRIUS POTTER!"

"Sorry," he said. It sounded fake and I hit him on the side of his head.

We reached the Gryffindor Portrait of the Fat Lady, who was snoozing. "Wake up!" James yelled, waving his hands.

"Stop it, don't put her in a bad mood," I reprimanded him. "Excuse me? Fat Lady?"

"Well!" the Fat Lady said.

"Addie, there's something that I need to tell you," James started urgently.

"Just a moment," I said. "Thimblesome."

"No, it's urgent-"

The portal door swung open to a roar of noise.

Roxanne hugged James and they jumped up and down. Then Ella Chang, and all the rest of the team joined in.

"WE WON!" they shouted. Butterbeers were passed around and James tipped some down his throat, guzzling it down. James and I were laughing together when Toby snatched me away and kissed me.

On the lips.

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.

Wow.

Amazing.

I tore myself away to see that the common room was still partying. No one had seen the kiss that had lasted maybe...ten seconds?

Except for James. He was staring at me. I gave him a little smile and he offered one back, though it looked like a grimace, and so we went on partying.

We partied for a long time and then all went to sleep.

So, good night.

"That was incredible," I sighed. "He's a good kisser."

"Ugh," Lexi said. "Spare me the innocence of my ears."

Roxanne gave a half-hearted smile. "I guess he is. Not that anyone else in our group of friends has snogged him yet."

"Right," I said. "I guess so. Lex?"

"Erm," Lexi said. I looked at her with wide eyes and she dissolved in laughter. "Really, Addie! You think that I'm that slaggy?"

"Well," I said, trailing off. Lex glared at me and we started to laugh. Loudly. And when I say loudly, I mean Professor-McGonagall-scowling-at-us-loud.

"C'mon," I said. "We've got to get to Transfiguration."

Professor McGonagall was looking unusually stern when we went to Transfiguration. "I have an announcement," she said in her high-quavering voice.

The room quieted.

We were seated in a different room. This one was large and oval, with little benches. James, Finnus and Krin were seated together and yammering to each other cheerily. Although they shut up when Professor McGonagall told them to be quiet.

"Our school has decided to do a play!"

What?

So... *rubs hands together* review?