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Chapter 12

"Hi Naria. How was your first day?"
"Absolutely horrid!"
"I'm sorry to hear that..."
"Want to know why i had such a terrible day?"
"Why?"
"You!"
"Excuse me?"
"I'm warning you Evans, stay away from James! He's Mine!"
"Hey! James is not an object you can claim ownership over!"
"Well you should know that my parents have entered into negotiations with the
Potter's. My betrothal to James should be settled by the end of the year." Naria
gloated with a self satisfied sneer on her face.

I felt ill.
Poor James, being forced to marry this insufferable wench.

"You didn't think he was really interested in you? Did you? I mean, Why would he?
When he has me? I come from a prominent pure-blooded family and i am exactly the
kind of wife James could want! While you have no status in the wizarding world and
your parents are muggles. Let's not forget that you'd never make a good wife by any
stretch of the imagination. Why would the Potters allow their son to contaminate the
bloodline with a MUDBLOOD!"

"Maybe because all you've just said is complete and utter BULLSHIT!"
Naria whirled around to fine James leaning against the doorframe casually.
"Oh James I'm so glad you came to see me." she simpered
"Who are you again?"
Naria looked crestfallen
"By the way, my parents don't do arranged marriages, and status and blood doesn't
matter to me!"
"Of course it matters James."
"Maybe to a Slytherin!"

" James what are you doing here?" I cut in.
Naria sent me a venomous glare.
"Well number one, to check that you're resting, number two, to see that you aren't
disturbed, and number three... erm .. i forget..." he grinned sheepishly

While he was speaking Naria was trying to grab his attention by sighing loudly.
"Can you keep it down, or better yet leave because Lily needs her rest and you're
disturbing her."
Naria stomped her foot like a spoilt two year old before mouthing 'watch your back' at
me and leaving the room, not forgetting to slam the door behind her.

"Finally!" sighed James perching on the end of my bed
"Methinks she fancies you my friend!" I laughed
"To change the subject from my irresistible charms... you should be in bed."

I nodded and knelt down to rummage through my trunk. I pulled out my favourite
night-dress. I gave James, who was still sitting on my bed a look that clearly asked him
what he was still doing in my room.

"What are you?... Oh! heh you need to get changed huh? OK I'll wait outside..." James
blushed and made a hasty exit.
I rolled my eyes and changed into my favourite night-dress. It was white cotton with
blue ribbon around the collar and cuffs. I loved this one because it reached the floor, so
my legs never got cold.
After about ten minutes James stuck his head around the door.
"Lily? You decent?"
"If I wasn't you'd get one almighty whollop around that messy head of yours!"
James laughed and strode into the room
"Lily? Where are you?"
"In bed stupid! Where else would i be?"
"I dunno. I couldn't see you is all."
"So I'm in bed and I'm resting and you're still here!" I stated
"I'm waiting for a goodnight kiss."
"I'll call Naria then."
"From you my dear Lady Lily."
"Don't hold your breath Mr Potter."
"AWWWWWWW!"
"Get out! I wanna sleep!" I mock ordered
"But Lil's ..."
"Out!"
"Fine. I'll get that kiss later then?"
I chucked my pillow at him, causing him to hurry from the room.
Laughing, I laid back on the bed, before realising that my pillow was over by the door.
Grumbling, i crawled out from underneath the covers to retrieve it.

Bloody Potter! What a cheeky git! Coming in my room and demanding kisses!
I had just settled back into bed when an idea struck me.
Boys weren't supposed to be able to get up the girls staircase so...

"How the bloody hell did that git get up the blasted staircase!"