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Summary: James and Lily are friends who love each other but as in a lot of cases they both think the other doesn't feel the same way so neither knows how the other feels. Will they ever realise they both feel the same way?

Authors note: I am so, so sorry this has taken me so long to update I haven't had the time to because of the work I was set to do. Anyway I'm on holiday now so my stories will be updated more often. I know this chapter's short but I just wanted to give you something to read while I work on the Ball chapter, which will probably be the last in this story. Anyway on with the story and please remember to review.

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"Lil? Lil? You awake?" Lily feigned sleep ignoring the incessant voice and the person who was gently tapping her face.

"LILY! GET UP!" A female voice roared as someone pulled the blankets off of her.

"Hey, what was that for?" Lily fumed shivering as the cold night air hit her skin.

"Lily you said to wake you at dinner so that you could get up and get ready for the ball".

"And?"

"Dinner finished two hours ago, get up out of that bed!" Lily looked up at her dorm mate Hazel astonishment in her eyes as she was pushed non-too gently out of her bed and onto the cold, hard floor.

"Don't look at me like that Lily it's your own fault. Now I'm going to get dressed. I suggest you do so as well," and with that Hazel walked off to the bathroom.

Lily couldn't really focus on what her friend had told her, the Ball, what Ball? Then as Lily's sight started to clear so did her thoughts. It had been three months now since Harmony had helped her and James, Lily was the happiest she'd ever been, she was in love and not afraid to show it. She could feel her heart racing as thoughts of James rushed through her mind.

"I love you too Lil, now get ready for the Ball," Lily smiled as she recognised James' voice speaking into her soul.

No one had been told about this side effect from the magic Harmony had performed on them. They both found it too special and precious to talk about fearing that if they did it might disappear somehow, and neither wanted that. Lily picked herself up off the floor and skipped happily towards the bathroom whistling as she went, hugging a very bemused but long-suffering Hazel.

"Well someone certainly seems happier," Hazel laughed at Lily's departing back.