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Chapter Eight

~James Potter-Day 5~

I can't belive Lily broke my broom. My broom. My BROOM!

This is just part of her plan. Her plan to make me hate her. Her plan to annoy me. Her plan to make me mad. But did she have to break my broom? MY BROOM!?!



Thats it. She wins. I surrender.

"You can't! I won't make you!" Sirius yelled.

"Yes I can. She killed my broom." I said angrily.

"Its just a broom." Peter said.

Just a broom?!? Peter obvously doesn't know me to well. That broom that he just called, 'just a broom', was a whole summers worth of hard work.

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I didn't have to see Lily at dinner tonight because she wasn't there. Good. I'm very mad her right now.

My broom lay in two pieces in my bag. My poor broom.

"Prongs your not going to cry are you?" Remus asked.

"No." I snapped.

"Well it looks like you are."

"Well I'm not."

"Why is your face all red then?"

"I just yawned."

"You look like somone just died. Who died? Is it Lily?"

"I-" 'I wish' was is suppose to be my answer. But somehow I just can't seem to say it, no matter how much I hate her right now. "No."

"Who is it then?"

"Moony whats with all the questions? No one died!"

"Sheesh, I was just trying to make conversation."

"I'm going outside." I said getting up. Maybe I could tape my broom together or put a spell on it. Or maybe I should just throw it out.

The weather outside was cool and breezy. Everyone was still at dinner so there wasn't anyone outside. Well not everyone. Lily wasn't. I wonder where she is.

A feathery, brownish, white owl flew by carrying what seemed like a broom wrapped in orange wrapping.

"Isn't that Lily's owl?" Peter asked.

"It is? - hey! What are you doing out here?"

"I followed you."

"Let me guess, there was a fight going on and you didn't want to be in the middle of it?"

His face turned pink as he nodded his head. Typical Peter.

"Yeah it is Lily's owl." Peter said to change the topic.

"Well if it is what would she be doing with a broom?"

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"James did you get a new broom yet?" Journel asked.

"no."

"I guess your going to have to borrow one of the schools brooms then. Their slow and old but it gives us a small chance of winning."

"I'll find something."

We entered the common room and the first person I saw was Lily. Our eyes met for a second but I quickly looked away and headed up the dormitory.

As always Peter followed me.

"Prongs did you order a new broom?"

"No."

"Well theres a broom here ... "

A broom? Where?

"Maybe its Moony's ... or Padfoots."



"Whats mine?" Remus asked entering the room with Sirius.

"This." I pointed at the broom on the floor.

"Heck no. Why would I use orange wrapping?" Remus said.

Orange wrapping ... Lily!

"I think Lily placed it here. Her owl was carrying the same package earlier." I grabbed the broom and read the attachtment attached to it. "To James, it is for me then."

I ripped it open and there it was. A Commet 2000!

"And you think Lily gave that to you?"

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Lily was still on the couch by herself as I saw her earlier. It looked like she was expecting me because she keeped on looking around.

"James I -" She began.



I didn't wait for her to finish, I just trew her into a hug.

"Is this how you break up with people?" She asked.

"I'm not breaking up with you."

It looked like she was going to faint or something. "Your not?"

I shrugged. "No."

"But I broke your broom ... "

"James I did. I know because I'm the one who did it."

"Okay fine you did."

"I'm glad we got that straightened out. Are you going to break up with me now?"

"Never."

I though she would have hurled or something after I said that. But instead she smiled. "Why?"

"I like you Lil."

"Havn't you had enough?" She mumbled to herself.

"I know you gave me that broom."

"No I didn't."

"I can tell your lying."

"Alright maybe I did."

I knew it! A big smile creeped up on my face.

"Stop giving me that look." She gave me a light push. "I have to do my work."

"I got an excellent on my work. Can I help?"

"I did it for you." She said scribbling something on a piece of parchment. "How did you know I gave you the broom?"

"Better question, why did you give it to me?"

"Because ... I felt bad - what?"

"Nothing." I hadn't noticed that I was staring at her. She's just so ... starable. Is that even a word? Maybe pretty would have been a better word. Wait, did I just call her pretty?

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Authors note:

No school on monday!! Yay!!!

Dunno if this chapter made much sense either. I got a writters block in the middle of it so it go kind of weird? Oh well, the whole point of this chapter was to show the feeling their starting to have for each other. (-.-)