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Playing with minds: Part trois
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"SIRIUS!" James screamed. "I'M NOT GOING!"

Sirius ripped off his normal school robe and began to set his dress robe to go ontop of his head. "OH, YES YOU ARE!" He said,
smiling wickedly.

Remus kept on twitching on and off a smile. This would of been very erotic if-

"REMUS!" Sirius yelped. "I need help!"

Remus tried and control his... err... thoughts, and helped to keep James' legs steady, and Peter kept his arms from flailing,
and finally, after much debate, James had his dress robes on.

James sat there with his glasses askew, his hair more messy than ever (if that was possible)and in robes were a dark red with
black velvet trim on his arms and on the bottom of it. He hated them, of course, even though he looked damn sexy in it.

Sirius sat there with a smile plastered on his face in his dark forest green robes. "See, you look absolutly smashing in that
robe, am I right, Remus?" He turned to the boy.

"You'll be the ladies man, tonight." Remus had a sandy colour robe on. It was almost the colour of his hair.

Peter sat there in his grey robes, saying nothing. He was ready to burst out in laughter.

"I'm still not going." James proclaimed. He crossed his arms, and walked out of the room into the common room. He sat into
a one of the big arm chairs by the fire, and stared at it. He soon heard footsteps of his friends.

Sirius grabbed him by the armpits, and lifted him up. He adjusted his grip to James' hands, where Remus grabbed his feet.
Even with James' glasses on the tip of his nose, he could see the triumph in Remus' face. Then he felt Peter pick him up
under his back. "Wh-wha-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He looked up to see Sirius.

"Gain way, people! Make way! Step aside mortals!" He was yelling.

People in lovley shades of robes were staring at them, most of them laughing. James went into a hissy fit, and got a sour
look on his face, and looked at the ceiling.

They soon let him down at the front doors of the Great Hall.

"Ok James, we have to go find our dates. We will all personally escort you into this room, and you will stay." Remus told
him, and started to push him into the hall.

James was soon in middle of the dance floor. He crossed his arms.

Peter waved his fingers. "Have fun!" And skipped off with the rest of them to find their dates.

James looked about him to see people sitting in chairs and talking, dancing about him or having a snog fest on the balcony.
Everyone had a date. James pouted. 'Everyone but me...' He thought.

"You look cute when you pout, did you know that?" A female voice asked him.

James looked up to see a girl with long, beautifuly strait red hair, and bangs that reached past her eyes, to give her a very
sexy look. She was wearing robes of a mossy green, to match her eyes. She looked astounding, and James had never seen this
gril before in his life.

"Do you go to school here?" He asked, trying to be nonchalont about it.

The girl smiled. "Yes, I do."

James looked at her quizzadly. "Year and house?"

"Seventh and Gryffindor."

James narrowed his eyes. He would of seen her in the common rooms before...

The girl gave him a pretty smile. "Well, what are you doing here in middle of the dance floor?" She asked.

"May I ask the same?" James couldn't help but smile as well.

The girl chuckled. "My name is Lily."

"I'm James." He responded.

"I already knew your name." Lily said. "Everyone does."

James shrugged, looked about him, then turned to Lily. He smiled at her. "May I have this dance?" He asked, holding out
his hand.

Lily curtsied with her flowy robes, and took his hand.

(PLEASE NOTE: They're dancing to to Beetoven's 5th Symphony. : p)

Throughout the 10 minute song, they barely talked, they just stared into eachother's eyes.

'She looks like someone I know...' He thought to himself. The song was getting to a close. "Lily?"

By now, Lily was on his chest. "Hm?"

"What's your last name?" He asked her, looking down at the top of her head. (James is tall...)

If James could see her, Lily would of smiled.

"Evans." She responded.

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BWHAHAHHA! I'm sorry for the cliffy, but I just HAD to put it there. ; ) Oh, and I hope it doesn't bother anyone that these
chapters are really short.