Later that evening Lily was sitting in her bed, looking out through the window at the moon with a piece of paper tightly clasped in her hands. Inside the dormitory were also three other girls: Caliope Stone, Amanda Higgins and Maya Finch. They were all in their beds aswell, chatting about the letter Lily had got from the mysterious owl that had come to the window.

"It's from Chris", Amanda said. "I know it. They're together now."

"Off course it's from him, and I want to read it", Maya said.

"You're not supposed to read other people's love letters without permission", Caliope said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Then we get permission", Maya suggested. "Hey Lily, want to share the good stuff?"

But they didn't get an answer from the girl with dreaming eyes. She looked down at the letter once more and read the words.

"My love It's only been a few minutes since I last saw your beautiful face, and yet it feels like an eternity. What sort of time charm is love? When I am with you the minutes dance away as fast as winds, but when we are apart I could grow old in a second. As I write this I sit by my window, looking at the stars, but all I see are your eyes. My Lily, have you ever heard of double stars? They are two stars that always stay next to each other, due to their mutual attraction, and since they are so far away they look like one. I wish that could be you and me, my darling. Two stars, floating through infinity, in love for ever, never parting. Good night, my angel, and dream of me, as I dream of you. / Chris"

She sighed and hid the letter with the first one, in a secret compartment she had found in the wall in her first year at Hogwarts. Then she lay down on her pillow and smiled.

"Good night, ladies", she said to the others.

"Good night, Lily", they answered with drowsy voices, they were already falling asleep.

In his own dormitory James was sleeping heavily, dreaming about stars and Lily.

Next day every Hogwarts student had come to the school arena. There was a big game of quidditch that day: Gryffindor against Slytherin.

The Bludgers and Quaffels were flying like they had a life of their own, which they in a way had. The players swooshed through the air like giant flies to the roar of the excited audience.

Remus watched the game from his usual spot: behind a microphone, shouting out his commentaries to the crowds with huge enthusiasm.

"Tanya Sneet from Gryffindor passes to Cameron Corson, but there comes Lucius Malfoy of Slytherin and takes it away. Slytherin scores, the score is now 75-50 for Slytherin and there hasn't been any sign of the Snitch yet."

High above the rest of the players James was soaring, looking for the tiny golden ball with wings. His eyes scanned every inch of the air, and he felt the Slytherin seeker, Regulus Andrews, flying right behind him, watching his every move.

Then there it was, the Snitch. Regulus hadn't seen it, and James decided to lead him away. He dived and Regulus followed instantly, but James was diving at the wrong direction. When they almost had reached the ground he shot up again, like a canon ball, right towards the Snitch. The confused Regulus wasn't prepared for that and faced some difficulties before he managed to rise aswell.

James darted right at the escaping Snitch with his hand stretched out to it. He heard Remus' voice somewhere far below him and an entire crowd cheering him on.

Suddenly there it was, right in his fist.

"James Potter's got the Snitch! Gryffindor wins!"

The roar of the applauding and cheering audience filled James' ears as he landed on the ground. The Gryffindor team came running towards him, slapped him on the back and imprisoned him in a big hug and everywhere you could see red flags wave with lions on them. James stretched his neck, trying to find Peter, Sirius and Lily. They were there all of them, making the victory sign with their fingers and jumped up and down with joy. And then Lily threw herself upon Chris, hugging him tightly.

"You rock", Peter and the others said to James as they were sitting in the Great Hall at dinner, discussing the game.

"Thanks, guys", he said and helped himself to some more potatoes.

"An excellent game, mr Potter", professor Dumbledore complemented as he walked by. "If you ever have children, I'll put them in the team too."

James almost blushed. Children? Him? That would never happen - unless, off course, Lily would...

During Transfiguration class professor McGonagal was teaching the young minds how to transform sand into gold and back again.

"Very nice, miss Evans", she said and looked at Lily's shining piece of gold. James also pulled it off nicely, while Peter's gold piece insisted on falling apart all the time.

In his mind, James was working on the next letter to Lily. He had a pretty good idea about what to tell her. When evening came he sneaked out of his dormitory, hidden beneath his invisibility cloak, and took a flight on his broom around the castle to gather some inspiration. It was a beautiful evening, an evening made for love. The sun had settled two hours ago, you could see where it had gone down and the pale shadow of the moon started to appear on the darkening blue sky. Still invisible to the human eye, James soared around in peace, thinking about Lily. He thought he heard her voice whisper in his ear: "I love you, James".

Right then he happened to look down at the ground beneath him - and saw Chris. He dived, landed right in front of him and took off his cloak.

Chris gasped.

"James, God damn it, you scared me half to death", he said.

"Why are you out here?", James asked and got off his broom.

"I'm waiting for Lily. She told me to meet her here."

"What for?"

"A little romantic chat, off course", Chris said with a smile and checked his hair in a pocket mirror.

"But you don't know what to say? Why didn't you tell me, I haven't got any lines for you."

"I don't need you. I've read your letters and I think I can talk to my girlfriend on my own. You've been a great help, but I'll take it from here."

James got something dark in his eyes for a second, but only for a second. He turned around and said over his shoulder as he went off.

"Okay, good luck to you then. I'll just fly off."

Chris, who realised he would be alone, panicked a little.

"No! Don't leave!", he yelled, but James was already under the magical cloak, on his broom and in the air. He wasn't planning on leaving, he was just going to stay and watch Lily and Chris from above. He flew in among the branches of a tree and decided to watch from there. He waited for a few minutes, and then she came.

She was as beautiful as ever. She ran towards Chris and James sighed with adoration as he watch her hair dance lightly in the warm evening wind.

"Lily...", he whispered.

"Hi", Chris said and sat down on a bench, his knees were shaking nervously.

"Hello, my love", she replied with a voice of pure silk that made James tremble and sat down next to him.

Then it was silent for a few moments. James saw how nervous Chris was. and all of a sudden Chris tried to save himself by kissing Lily violently.

"No, Chris", she said and gently pushed him away. "Not yet."

"Is something wrong, Lily?", he asked.

"No, off course not, it's just... say something."

"Like what?"

"Talk like you do in your letters. You never do that."

"I have to? You've got the letters already."

"Yeah, but I want to hear your voice say the words to me."

James smiled a little. This could be fun.

"I... love you", Chris said tryingly.

"That's a good start", Lily said. "More, Chris. Give me more."

"I... really love you."

"You don't have to hold it back. I know what's inside you, Chris, you can tell me how you feel."

"Lily, you...."

Chris was desperate. He forgot every word in the English language. He needed something, anything!

"You have... wonderful breasts."

On his broom James was shaking with laughter he tried to control.

Lily looked mortified.

"What?", she said.

"Can I... Can I touch them?"

James stopped laughing. What a jerk, what an idiot! He had to fight himself not to dive down and land upon Chris' empty head.

"Chris, I'm leaving", Lily said and got up, every silky tone of romance had left her voice.

"No, please don't leave", he called. "I didn't mean any harm. I love you."

"Yeah, sure you do. Bye."

Then she walked away, leaving Chris on the bench. The moon was brighter now, the night sky was almost black and James flew down to the ground. He landed, got off his broom and took off the cloak.

"What a success", he said and looked at Chris' silly face which was full of stupidity.

"You saw?", he asked.

"Yeah, I did. Are you thick?"

"I panicked. James, I can't do it, it's just not my thing. Help me!"

James sighed. He was really getting tired of Chris by now. But the thought of Lily told him to go on.

"Okay, for Lily's sake", he said. Then he looked around for a while, when his eyes suddenly stopped at a certain window.

"Chris, take out your wand and call for your broom. I've got an idea..."