Chapter Five



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A/N: Here's Chapter five, guys. Hope you like it, I had fun with it. Hehe. Oh! Orianne, my wonderful reviewer! Let me express my extreme thanks for your review. You have no idea how happy it made me! Thanks so much for your encouragement and suggestions/advice. And about the Lily's parents being Muggles question you posed….give me time, my friend and all will be revealed. *grins* I hope you keep reading! You give the most helpful reviews ever!!!! And to all you people out there, I'll shut up now. Go on. Read. Read now. Lol.

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"And then I was in the hospital wing for a week," Laura finished, absently handing Lily an ancient looking book that was quite dusty.

"Really? I would think you'd be rather bored," Remus smiled.

"Oh, it wasn't so bad," Laura said eagerly, "I came up with things to do. I don't get bored very often, not with-"

Lily had just placed the book on the shelf, rolling her eyes at Laura's giddiness, and interrupted her with a soft chuckle.

"Well, if you two don't need me," she began, only to find that Laura wasn't paying much attention., "I'll just be battling with the lake monster…shouldn't take long."

"Alright, Lily. See you then…" Laura said distractedly, her eyes never traveling from Remus. He'd begun to head for another bookcase and she was following at his heels, chattering persistently. Lily laughed quietly and made her way out of the library, stepping into the nearly deserted corridor.

She taken no more than two steps when she felt cold water splash onto her head from above, soaking her robes. She looked up, letting out a cry of anger, "Peeves!!"

The ghost was darting around the ceiling, carrying a now empty bucket. He stuck out his tongue and blew a loud raspberry at her, and let the bucket crash to the floor, laughing and pointing.

"You horrible, demented -"

"Peeves, not on Evans, you blasted fool," Sirius laughed, walking around the corner, "Lupin. You were supposed to get Moony. How did you mess-"

"Black! This was your.." she sputtered, "you did… you idiot!!!" Peeves howled in laughter, now joined by Sirius, who gave Lily a mildly sympathetic look.

"Sorry, Lily. Honestly, what were you doing in the library…it really was your fault, if you hadn't come outta there,-"

Lily growled in aggravation, wringing out her robes. She gave him a glare and headed for the dorm, muttering obscenities under her breath and trying to ignore the guffaws emanating from behind her.

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James stopped short of the portrait hole as it swung open, revealing a very drenched Lily in its wake. He looked at her dripping hair, mildly amused.

Before he had the chance to remark, she said, "Did you know that Sirius has formed a coalition with Peeves?"

"Wasn't aware of it," he laughed, "It must have been one of his more spur of the moment plans."

"Everything was worked out, I'll give him that," she frowned, "except for me." She removed her sodden robe, glancing down to see that a small puddle had formed at her feet.

James raised an eyebrow, "Who was he aiming for?"

"Lupin."

"I'm sure he'd appreciate it very much, Lily," he grinned. She looked at him, unable to stop a smile from forming on her lips.

"I'll bet. I've got to change."

She lingered for a moment, her eyes on his as if she were in thought, then she glanced away. He watched her climb the stairs, thinking back to the night before, and wondered if she had been awake when she'd mumbled his name.

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The roar of students was deafening. Anticipation for the first Quidditch game of the year had been building for a week, and now it seemed, everyone was showing the pent -up excitement. James squinted, the sun shining brightly in his eyes, searching. Below him, the Gryffindor team gave a loud groan that reached his ears as Ravenclaw scored again, leaving the score 40-10. He tried not to worry about it, focusing on finding a glint of gold in the air. Robert Miller's voice filled the stadium with quick-fire commentary, hard for even James to drown out.

"It's Gryffindor ten, Ravenclaw forty as Alison Golding blocks another shot from the Gryffindor team. Oh, wait, O'Connor has the Quaffle again, he's headed for the goal, and ouch! He's hit by a Bludger. That one had to hurt."

James flew higher, the sun blinding him. Where was that thing?…..

"And the Ravenclaws are in possession of the Quaffle! Jackson passes to Ferguson, heading up the pitch now, and-- oh, that was a close miss! Ferguson dodges the Bludger, preparing to score, but no! It's blocked by Lewis, the Gryffindor Keeper."

A tremendous cheer from the Gryffindor team overpowered Robert Miller's commentary. James didn't hear it; he was intent on finding the snitch now. Nothing mattered but finding that tiny, glimmering- there! The Ravenclaw Seeker hadn't spotted it, and James leaned forward, his broom zooming past the oblivious Seeker. A Bludger skimmed past his ear, nearly slamming into his head, and in the crowd, Lily's stomach gave a pitch. The Ravenclaw Seeker had caught on by now, and was flying frenziedly behind James in an attempt to keep up.

"James Potter of the Gryffindor team has spotted the snitch and followed closely by Christopher Smith. He'd better hurry if he wants to catch up with Potter!"

James had extended his hand to grasp the Snitch, nearly colliding with Gerald O'Connor as he tried to get out of the way. He was so close…… The crowd seemed to have momentarily gone silent, watching the scene before them. As his fingers closed around the Snitch, its small wings beating against his palm, the crowd erupted in triumphant cheers, their hands forming a thunder-clap of applause. Robert Miller was jumping up and down , nearly crashing into McGonagall, who said in a miffed tone, though she was clapping, "Excuse you, Mr. Miller!"

"Gryffindor wins!!!" Robert shrieked, "They win the first game of the season!!"

James grinned victoriously, raising the snitch above his head, only to produce another bout of cheers from the Gryffindors. He scanned the crowd, looking at the excitement beneath him, and fell to the ground with an audible thud, dust and dirt flying up around him.

"Potter's been hit by a Bludger," Robert bellowed, "and he's out, ladies and gentlemen."

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James opened his eyes, the sunlight flooding his vision. He realized vaguely that he was lying on the ground.

"James, that was a lovely trick you did," Sirius grinned, "Care to show us again?"

McGonagall pushed him aside, "Out of the way, Mr. Black. Potter, are you alright?" Sirius shrugged and stepped back, a stupid grin still plastered on his face. He looked at Lupin, who gave an encouraging smile, though he appeared slightly more worried than Sirius. Peter was glancing back and forth from James to Sirius, as if not certain which one to look at.

James stared at her, dazed, and started to sit up slowly.

"No, Potter, you might be-" McGonagall began, but he cut her off.

"I'm fine," he muttered, still disoriented, and raised a hand to the back of his head, instantly bringing his pain from a dull throb to a sharp jolt. "I'm fine," he repeated.

Sirius laughed, "Course' he is," he said, "It's Potter. How much damage could a Bludger to the head have done?"

McGonagall shot him a look but he ignored it, clapping James on the back, " Besides, we won, that outta make him feel better!"

James let out a short laugh, getting to his feet, and then realizing exactly how dizzy he still was. McGonagall noted the expression on his face and turned to Remus.

"Mr. Lupin, kindly assist Potter to the hospital wing."

"No," James protested, "I don't need-"

"If you continue to argue with me, Mr. Potter, I'll deduct points. Now go."

James sighed and wobbled in the direction of the school, Remus steadying him every couple of yards.

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A/N : (again, sorry) If you wanna see me do a happy dance you can review me. I really appreciate it! Sorry this chapter is a bit short, but I'll update soon! Till next chapter, amigos!