"Lily," Martha gave Lily a big hug the minute Lily walked into the seventh
year girl's dormitory. "Are you alright? Oh, I was so worried!"
"Yeah, Lily, Martha couldn't not sleep last night at all," said Charlene, another Gryffindor seventh year. "She kept on waking everyone up with her tossing and turning."
"Look, I'm fine," Lily said as she turned out for everyone's inspection. "But I do have lots of tell."
"Yeah, pray tell, Lily, how did you end up with the famous trouble maker James Potter?" asked Emily, another Gryffindor seventh year girl who still haven't quite grown out of her tom-boyishness.
"Yeah, I bet Rebecca St. Jones is so jealousy. Everyone says she has her sights on James Potter," said Charlene as she brushed her hair in front of her mirror. "I bet she wished she was one having a late night walk with James Potter."
"Oh, my, does everyone know about what happened last night?" asked Lily shocked. She recalls only a handful of people witnessing the event.
"Come on, Lily. It is Hogwarts, everyone always knows everything about everybody," said Emily. "There's no point keeping a secret."
"Well, I for one say that is not a good thing," Elaine Cleaver, the bookish girl who always had her nose stuck to a book, finally took notice of the conversation.
"Nothing happened. James Potter just happened to be there when I accidentally walked into the Whopping Willow," said Lily nonchalantly with a shrug of her shoulder. "I don't know what the big deal is."
"The big deal is that one doesn't just walk into the Whopping Willow accidentally," Charlene said with a knowing look at Emily and Martha.
"Hey, I saw that look," said Lily more annoyed than angry. "I'm telling the truth, nothing happened."
"Okay, when you are ready to talk about it, we'll listen," said Martha. "Now, let's get to class, and it may be the first time Lily Evans will actually be on time."
The dormitory was filled with laughter as all five girl walked out to go to class.
Lily Evan's seventh and final year at Hogwarts seem to go by in the blink of an eye. Between her duties of being the head girl, trying to get to class on time, she had to balance her time with the planning of the Winter Ball with James Potter and serving detention with James Potter. That was another thing. James Potter turned out to be a pleasant surprise and a pleasant addition. He doesn't seem like the famous troublemaker everyone made him out to be or the rumored ladies man. He was often very quite, and most of the time, very thoughtful. And sometimes, Lily swears she can see a shadow of sadness in his eyes. Lily didn't really know what was this thing she has with James. They were like friends, only they weren't really friends.
"James," Lily called out as she ran out into the grounds. "Sorry, I'm late again. I was looking for my scarf."
"Lily, you are always late, and like I told you, you don't have to announce it every time and apologize for it," James said with a smile.
"Oh, sod off," Lily playfully hit him on the arm. "This was only the 4th time I'm late in a two month period. I'm really improving you know."
"We've had detention 7 times, and you were late for 4. That makes more than half," exclaimed James with good humor.
"Hey, I don't seem to recall criticizing any of your faults," Lily said, pretending to be annoyed.
"That's because I don't have any," he said with a straight face, but Lily burst out laughing.
"Hey, it's wasn't meant to be funny," said James, but he was beginning to smile himself.
Lily and James start cleaning the ground, with no magic I might add. The wind was strong that day, and it kept on blowing Lily's lovely red hair into her face. Finally, they were done for the day.
Lily started to walk inside the school when James took her hand. Lily turned around, but the stupid wind was still blowing. Just as Lily was going to wipe the hair out of her face, another hand gently pulled the single strand of her hair neatly behind her ears.
Lily couldn't help but blush. She murmured a fast thank you. James didn't release her hand, and she didn't pull away. So, they stood there looking at the beautiful ground around them. Leaves turning yellow, and falling, as if they are too preparing for the winter snow that's to come.
"When do you think the first snow will come?" asked Lily.
"I don't know, maybe in a few weeks," replied James.
"I always look forward to the first snow."
"Why?" "Well, when I was small, my dad always took me and my sister out when it first snowed. And we would each built a snow man," said Lily with a sad expression on her face. "It was before he died. Every year, when it first snows, I always think of him."
"When did he die?"
"When I was 13."
"Mine died when I was 6," said James. Lily couldn't see the expression on his face because he turned the other way, looking into the wind. "I hardly remember his face."
"I'm sure he remembers you."
"Does he? Sometimes I wonder," said James. Before Lily could say anything, James looked at her and asked, "What do you say we go and built our own snowman when it first snows?"
"Um.sure," Lily didn't quite know what to say.
"It's a date then," James said has he smiled. "You do own me for saving your life, you know."
"Such an easy payment, then," replied Lily as they walked back into the school together.
"Yeah, Lily, Martha couldn't not sleep last night at all," said Charlene, another Gryffindor seventh year. "She kept on waking everyone up with her tossing and turning."
"Look, I'm fine," Lily said as she turned out for everyone's inspection. "But I do have lots of tell."
"Yeah, pray tell, Lily, how did you end up with the famous trouble maker James Potter?" asked Emily, another Gryffindor seventh year girl who still haven't quite grown out of her tom-boyishness.
"Yeah, I bet Rebecca St. Jones is so jealousy. Everyone says she has her sights on James Potter," said Charlene as she brushed her hair in front of her mirror. "I bet she wished she was one having a late night walk with James Potter."
"Oh, my, does everyone know about what happened last night?" asked Lily shocked. She recalls only a handful of people witnessing the event.
"Come on, Lily. It is Hogwarts, everyone always knows everything about everybody," said Emily. "There's no point keeping a secret."
"Well, I for one say that is not a good thing," Elaine Cleaver, the bookish girl who always had her nose stuck to a book, finally took notice of the conversation.
"Nothing happened. James Potter just happened to be there when I accidentally walked into the Whopping Willow," said Lily nonchalantly with a shrug of her shoulder. "I don't know what the big deal is."
"The big deal is that one doesn't just walk into the Whopping Willow accidentally," Charlene said with a knowing look at Emily and Martha.
"Hey, I saw that look," said Lily more annoyed than angry. "I'm telling the truth, nothing happened."
"Okay, when you are ready to talk about it, we'll listen," said Martha. "Now, let's get to class, and it may be the first time Lily Evans will actually be on time."
The dormitory was filled with laughter as all five girl walked out to go to class.
Lily Evan's seventh and final year at Hogwarts seem to go by in the blink of an eye. Between her duties of being the head girl, trying to get to class on time, she had to balance her time with the planning of the Winter Ball with James Potter and serving detention with James Potter. That was another thing. James Potter turned out to be a pleasant surprise and a pleasant addition. He doesn't seem like the famous troublemaker everyone made him out to be or the rumored ladies man. He was often very quite, and most of the time, very thoughtful. And sometimes, Lily swears she can see a shadow of sadness in his eyes. Lily didn't really know what was this thing she has with James. They were like friends, only they weren't really friends.
"James," Lily called out as she ran out into the grounds. "Sorry, I'm late again. I was looking for my scarf."
"Lily, you are always late, and like I told you, you don't have to announce it every time and apologize for it," James said with a smile.
"Oh, sod off," Lily playfully hit him on the arm. "This was only the 4th time I'm late in a two month period. I'm really improving you know."
"We've had detention 7 times, and you were late for 4. That makes more than half," exclaimed James with good humor.
"Hey, I don't seem to recall criticizing any of your faults," Lily said, pretending to be annoyed.
"That's because I don't have any," he said with a straight face, but Lily burst out laughing.
"Hey, it's wasn't meant to be funny," said James, but he was beginning to smile himself.
Lily and James start cleaning the ground, with no magic I might add. The wind was strong that day, and it kept on blowing Lily's lovely red hair into her face. Finally, they were done for the day.
Lily started to walk inside the school when James took her hand. Lily turned around, but the stupid wind was still blowing. Just as Lily was going to wipe the hair out of her face, another hand gently pulled the single strand of her hair neatly behind her ears.
Lily couldn't help but blush. She murmured a fast thank you. James didn't release her hand, and she didn't pull away. So, they stood there looking at the beautiful ground around them. Leaves turning yellow, and falling, as if they are too preparing for the winter snow that's to come.
"When do you think the first snow will come?" asked Lily.
"I don't know, maybe in a few weeks," replied James.
"I always look forward to the first snow."
"Why?" "Well, when I was small, my dad always took me and my sister out when it first snowed. And we would each built a snow man," said Lily with a sad expression on her face. "It was before he died. Every year, when it first snows, I always think of him."
"When did he die?"
"When I was 13."
"Mine died when I was 6," said James. Lily couldn't see the expression on his face because he turned the other way, looking into the wind. "I hardly remember his face."
"I'm sure he remembers you."
"Does he? Sometimes I wonder," said James. Before Lily could say anything, James looked at her and asked, "What do you say we go and built our own snowman when it first snows?"
"Um.sure," Lily didn't quite know what to say.
"It's a date then," James said has he smiled. "You do own me for saving your life, you know."
"Such an easy payment, then," replied Lily as they walked back into the school together.