A/N: I've had requests for more Lily and James, but come on people! I love the Lily and James thing, cuz, omg, they had a kid together! But, my name is Jamie, and I have a thing for the idea of James being all hot and all, and they I was named after a James, so let me pretend, ok! After all, I was doing a bit of foreshadowing in Rat Hair and Tarot Cards, so I'll get there. This isn't going ot be a whimpy 5 chapter fic, especially when this is the sixth chapter! By the way, I have no idea what I'm going to write in this chapter, so I apoligize if it's really dumb! I'm having a writer's block. It you have any ideas, e-mail me at boy_bandz_suck@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I own Jamie and Tessa, but that's it. Some of the plot too, but I got some ideas from JK's books!

Strangest Friends
Chapter 6: Feint or Flight

Lily woke up the next morning after an almost impossible to sleep night. She streched her arms and yawned loudly, then remembered where she was. She looked up at the enchanted cieling which was having rain pouring down hard and grey clouds. She sighed and sat up. Her friend's were all asleep, so she fixed that.
"Wake up!" she said loudly to them, so that she wouldn't wake up all the people around them.
"My god, Lily, you're annoying," Sirius said.
"Well, aren't you just a little ray of sunshine this morning," Lily said while rolling up her sleeping bag with much difficulty because she was in the middle of their little group and kept on stepping on Remus' and Sirius' legs.
"Where's Jamie and James?" Remus said, sitting up.
"Dunno, maybe their getting down and dirty," Sirius said with a wink.
"You are such a gross and demented child," Tessa said. "There's a Quidditch game and Alex Wood called for an early practice."
"And you would know this, how?" Lily asked.
"Come on, you actually think I slept?" Tessa asked, getting out of her bag, still in her dress robes. "I kept on expecting You-Know-Who to barge in and kill us all."
"Hm, such a nice thought," Sirius said.
"When's the game?" Remus asked. "And who're we playing?"
"11:00, like always, and Slytherin," Sirius said.
"I'm suprised Quidditch is still on," Lily said, throwing her sleeping bag on a pile in a corner. "You know, with last night and all that."
Remus tied his sleeping bag up, and said, "Well, they must be sure You-Know-Who is gone, otherwise they wouldn't keep it going."
"Yeah, suppose so," Lily said.
"Anyone have the time? My watch is in my dorm," Sirius asked.
"Gee, Sirius, let's look at the big clock over there," Remus said pointing. "Do you need help reading it too?"
"Yes, daddy, I do," Sirius said.
"Ok, see the big hand? It's pointing to the nine. And the little one? It's pointing to the 45," Remus said as though he was talking to a kindergartener. "So, what time is it?"
"Um," Sirius said, scrunching up his forehead and acting as though this was a big deal. "45:9?"
"You two scare me," Lily said, sitting at the Gryffindor table as the food began to fill it up.

It was one hour later (10:45, if you have trouble with time like Sirius), and the whole school was out in the stands, ready for a good Quidditch game. Gryffindor versus Slytherin was always worth watching, due to the many fouls and gore that came out of these games. Bludgers always had tendencies to hit people very often, as well as people hitting other people.
"I'm nervous," Jamie said to James as they waited for the game to start. She was the Keeper of the Gryffindor team and always seemed to get beat up by bludgers and quaffles and Beater clubs when they played Slytherin.
"Hey, don't worry about it," James encouraged. "You're the best Keeper this team has seen, not to mention you've been here since our second year." James was the Seeker (imagine that one!) and always seemed to get the Snitch easily. They've gotten the Cup five years in a row.
"Yeah, and so have you," Jamie said with her eyes crossed and making faces into the mirror. "Think if I do this the Chasers will stay away?"
"Sure," James said, shaking his head.
"Come on, guys, we have to get out there," Alex Wood said shakily. He was always very tense when they were about to play a game, especially when it happened to be Slytherin.
Now, before I go on, I'm going to say who's all on the team. James is the Seeker and Jamie is the Keeper, as you already know, Alex Wood was a chaser as well as captain. His fellow Keepers were Maria Johnson and Andy Spinnet. Melisa and Meranda Bell were the Beaters, and also twins. All of them were seventh years, so the Gryffindors were going to have to find a whole new team next year.
The team stood tensely awaiting the whistle. When the whistle blew, they got onto their brooms and flew into the stadium.
"And here's the Gryffindor team, Williams, Wood, Johnson, Spinnet, Bell, Bell, and Potter! Five time winners of the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup in a row," said CJ Jordan was saying from the teacher's stand. He announced all of the games, and was always, very baised.
"Here's Madam Hooch, letting the Bludgers out, then Snitch, look at that thing go! Here's the whistle, and they're off! Quaffle goes to Wood, passes to Spinnet, then Johnson, look at them streak down the field! Johnson approaches the Slytherin Keeper, attempting to score, come on Maria! GRYFFINDOR SCORES! 10-0 Gryffindor! Slytherin in possesstion, Grey is streaking down the field with the quaffle, not passing, gee, what a nice guy. Approaches Jamie Williams, excellent Keeper, and quite nice looking-"
"Jordan!"
"Sorry about that Professor! Well, Grey attemts score, come on Jamie, she blocks! I don't believe it! She blocked it! Great find of Wood's. Now, Gryffindor in possesstion, quaffle goes to Spinnet, oh, watch out for that bludger! Good save from one of the Bells, can't tell which, and Spinnet passes to Wood, Wood to Johnson, back to Wood, and ANOTHER SCORE FOR GRYFFINDOR! 20-0!"
James was high above the field, trying to find any sign of the snitch. So far, all he's seen was the streaks of green and scarlet, but none of gold. Lucious Malfoy, the Slytherin Seeker, was tailing James, and he was getting sick of it.
"So, is this how we're playing?" James muttered, looking at Malfoy out of the corner of his eye.
He gripped his brromstick and went into a steep dive.
"Has Potter found the snitch already?" CJ said, suprised.
All of the players stopped moving besides James and Malfoy. James smirked at Malfoy.
"Wood!" Jamie yelled. "Wood!"
"What?" Wood yelled back, swooping over to her.
"He's feinting! Keep playing!" Jamie hissed to him.
"How-"
"Play!"
"Oh, ok," he said and flew over and put the quaffle into the hoop without difficulty.
"GRYFFINDOR SCORES! 30-0! Still not sure what's going on with Potter," Jordan said.
Just before he was going to hit the ground, James pulled his broom up. He wasn't the best flier in the seventh year for nothing. There was a loud crunch of Malfoy hitting the ground, and James discovered his plan worked. James flew past Jamie and gave her a high five.
"A beautiful Wronski Feint by James Potter! He's easily one of the best fliers in all of Hogwarts. Now, Slytherin is in possesstion and the game goes on," Jordan continued. "Oh no, Slytherin scores in the confusion, 30-10."
James used the time that Malfoy was being felped by Madam Pomfrey to search for the snitch without interference. He wasn't up in the air for five minutes, when Malfoy was back up, sneering at James.
'God, I hate him,' James thought bitterly, but then he saw it.
The snitch was fluttering about five feet above Jamie, who was now blocking an attempt of scoring. James soared over to her, and Malfoy looked around, not sure if he should follow, in fear of him getting hurt again.
"Come on," James urged his broomstick, as Malfoy saw the snitch too.
"This is for real people!" Jordan said.
"Move!" James said to his broomstick. It wasn't the best one out there, but he was quite fond of it.
"Slytherin scores 30-20, while Williams is watching Potter. They aren't going out are-"
"JORDAN!"
"they? Because I wouldn't mind asking her to the next dance."
"JORDAN THIS ISN'T A GOOD TIME TO DISCUSS YOUR SOCIAL LIFE!"
"Oh, of course, Professor. No... Slytherin scores again, come on, Williams, pay attention, 30-30."
James looked at the snitch, his arm outstreched and was just feet away from it. Jamie backed up in fear of getting hit by either James or Malfoy. Just then, James closed his fingers around the small gold ball, which was strugling to get away.
"GO POTTER! GRYFFINDOR WINS 180-30!"
"Yay, James!" Jamie shouted.
James circled around her, smiling, and floated to the ground. As soon as he was on the ground, he was mauled over by team on their brooms. They were in first place for the cup. Just like always.