Oh. My. God. Something very terrible just happened.

I left my memory stick at school. And it has the next twenty or so chapters of this story. AAAAHHH!

But dw, i got it back :). The caretaker took it.

Maybe I wont take my memory stick into school from now on...


"Erm, Master James," squeaked Elfy, as she stood in the doorway of James' bedroom, where they were all sitting on the floor, scribbling at some homework, one evening.

"Yes Elfy?" he said, looking upwards, "Are you ok?"

"Master James, my aunt, she is not being very well, you see, and Elfy is wondering, is I allowed to go visit her? Only for a few days, of course,"

"Yeah sure," nodded James, "You can go as long as you like,"

"Oh thank you Master James!" she squealed, throwing her little arms around his neck, "I is being sure to be back before the new year,"

"Alright, see you," he smiled, and the others waved at her.

"Ah, bless her," cooed Lily.

"Yeah, I do love her," Sirius laughed.

"So wait, how are we going to cook dinner?" asked Izzie, "We can't use magic!"

"Oh bollocks," the three boys said simultaneously.

"Okay, calm down, we can figure something out," said Kathy, flapping her hands and running towards the black marble kitchen. They all followed her apprehensively.

"Alright, where's Aunt Vic's cookbooks?" Izzie asked, looking around, before spotting some shelves in the wall, filled with recipe books, "Aha! Okay, let's see, what should we make?"

"Something simple," Remus said.

"But delicious," added Sirius.

"How about pasta?" asked Izzie, "Doesn't look too hard,"

"Yep, sure," agreed James, "Lily, do you know how to cook?"

"Yep," she nodded, "I know the basics. I can work your stove and stuff,"

"Stove?"

"The big thing with all the circles on it. Look, it catches on fire if I push the right buttons," she said, showing him how the stove worked. [A/N this is a gas stove, not electric, so there is actual fire on it. I doubt electric would work in the wizard house]

"OOOOOH!" they all squealed, trying to poke the fire.

"Don't do that!" she said, sharply, "Fire equals hot. Hot equals burns. Burns equals ouch," she spoke as though she was talking to a bunch of miscreant toddlers.

"Yowch" yelped Sirius, putting his finger in the flames, and Lily immediately turned it off.

"Don't say I didn't warn you..."

"You didn't warn me!"

"Oi! Yes I did!"

"Alright, alright, let's get cooking!" Izzie said excitedly, opening the cupboards and fridge.

"What do we need?" asked Remus and Kathy consulted the cookbook.

"Pasta," she grinned, and they rolled their eyes.

"What else?" asked Remus.

"Peppers, olive oil, mushrooms, chicken, and a bunch of other thingys," she read.

"Alright," James nodded, his arms full of ingredients.

"Ooh, I shall delegate!" exclaimed Lily, "James, slice the peppers and mushrooms. Izzie, dice the chicken. And wash your hands, guys! Kathy, boil the pasta. You heat some water in a saucepan and then throw in the pasta. Sirius, heat some oil in the frying pan. Actually no, Remus heat the oil. Sirius, go – err – go look in at one of the recipe books at the pretty pictures,"

"Okidoke," Sirius said, skipping away and sitting at the breakfast bar, opposite them all.

"Holy shit, I cut my finger," cursed James, sucking on his finger.

"Oh for god's sake," Lily said, opening the kitchen drawer and grabbing a couple of band-aids.

"Why thank you," James grinned as she wrapped it around his bloody finger.

"Ok, I'll take over the vegetables. Go join Sirius, you unhelpful idiot,"

"Hey!" he protested, but went to sit with Sirius at the counter.

"'Sup," Sirius muttered, looking up from the book for a moment, before returning to the pictures.

"Alright, is the chicken ready?" demanded Lily, and Izzie nodded, exchanging a smirk with Kathy.

"Good, now put it in the pan. Well done Remus, you managed to keep your fingers intact," she added, glaring at James, who shrugged.

Remus grinned smugly, and jumped up and down on the spot.

"What next, what next?" he asked.

"Drain the pasta," she said, as she fried the chicken and vegetables.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Get a sieve – that big bowl thingy, with all the holes – and pour the contents of that saucepan into it,"

"Ah, I wondered what that was for," said James, and Kathy and Izzie laughed.

"OH MY GOD LILY, CAN WE HAVE THESE FOR DESSERT?!?!!?!" screamed Sirius, all of a sudden, holding up the recipe book to show a picture of some delicious looking chocolate-chip cookies, with a recipe beside it.

"Ooooh, please Lily!"

"Please!"

"Can we?!"

"Oh pleeeeease!" they all begged, and she raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, alright," she relented, "Lemme see,"

She dictated the ingredients to them and they ran around the kitchen, trying to retrieve them.

"James, you keep stirring the pasta," she said, "And the rest of you – minus Sirius – you get the chocolate and break it up into chunks. I'll make the dough,"

They all got to work, and before long, Lily was up to her arms in chocolate-filled dough.

"OI!" she screamed, as Kathy flicked some flour in her face.

They all fell about laughing at the sight of Lily's face. How nice.

"KATHERINE FRANCESCA GREEN!" she screeched, throwing more flour at Kathy.

Kathy ducked and it flew in Izzie's hair.

"OOH EVANS, YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!" she yelled, grabbing a handful of sugar and thrusting it in Lily's direction. Lily darted behind James and he got the sugar full in the face.

"Yum," he laughed, licking his lips.

"You guys are so immature!" Lily said, grinning as she stirred the cookie dough.

"Did I miss something?" asked Sirius, looking up from the book, and everyone laughed at him.

"Okay, I think we can – HOLY SHIT JAMES, I TOLD YOU TO STIR THE PASTA!" she screamed and they all turned to see the stove. The saucepan had managed to catch fire, and the contents were black and shrivelled.

"Oops," he said guiltily as Remus poured a bucket of water over the entire stove.

"Oh no, we won't even be able to bake the cookies," exclaimed Kathy, glaring at James.

"Sorry, sorry!" he grinned sheepishly.

"I'm sure we can find something to eat," said Izzie, hopefully.

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Twenty minutes later, they sat on the living room floor, sharing some cheese and toast, the only thing they could find that didn't need cooking – on the stove anyway. Lily had shown them how to use the toaster. They passed around the bowl of cookie dough between them, shoving it into their mouths with the wooden spoon.

"There goes our fabulous dinner," laughed James, and he was met by five angry glares.

"Maybe tomorrow, we'll just order pizza," sighed Lily.


Lol at them. Ooh, I shall dedicate this chapt to good old Stef, a brilliant chef, lmao. OMG, that RHYMES!
Haha at Stef. Unlike these dudes, he can actually cook =P
So yeah, SOZ i didn't update, I really wanted to, but stupid SCHOOOL got in the way.
I hate school.
Soooo.... I'll ask for 444 reviews. 4 is a cool number.
Ya, so byebye my friends.
Ash x