Helping James

By: Athena Diagon Cat

Disclaimer: Do you honestly think J. K. Rowling would post stories on fanfiction.net? Anyway, I'm not her, so I don't own any Harry Potter characters.

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The next day, Magicia got up early, and went down to the common room to wait for James. The instant he came down, Magicia took his stolen snitch away from him.

"Hey! Give it back! It's mine!" He yelled. Magicia rolled her eyes, and handed it to Remus, telling him to hide it. She then held up a brush.

"Do you know what this is?" she asked James, who shook his head. Magicia grinned evilly. "It's called a brush. You flatten your hair with it." Before James could shop her, Magicia had jinxed it to brush his hair until it was flat. James pouted.

"You messed up my hair!"

"No, I didn't. I flattened it. And don't you dare touch it." Magicia then turned, and skipped out of the room, singing the school song on the top of her lungs. Sirius laughed, and dragged James down to breakfast.

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"Stop flirting, Potter. Lily's never going to even think about going out with you if you flirt with every girl in Hogwarts," said Magicia sharply in charms.

"I don't flirt with you."

"Thank God. I'd burn your broom if you did."

"No! Not Harry!"

"Harry?"

"Yes, Harry. That's what I named my broom."

"Okay…" Magicia backed away.

" I thought you named it Lily," said Sirius.

"No, I named my glasses Lily."

"Are you serious?" Magicia gasped, shocked.

"No, I am!"

"Padfoot, stop it already. That is so old." Sirius glared at James, and turned his robes pink. James didn't notice; as he was too busy staring at Lily. Magicia and Remus said nothing.

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"Well, well, well. If it isn't Potter and the blood-traitors," Snape sneered. "Where's the mud-blood?" Magicia and Remus grabbed James and Sirius to stop them from killing Snape.

"Don't even think about it," Magicia hissed. "He's just trying to get you in trouble. Besides, Lily's coming. Do you want her to see you killing Snape?" James glared at Snape, but turned away anyway. Sirius, however, kept trying to get at him.

"Sirius, let's go. Otherwise I'll tell him what your boggart was," snapped Remus. Sirius stopped, and ran back to Gryffindor tower, screaming.

"Well, that's mature," said James.

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And that was chapter 3.

If there is anyone at all reading this, please review. Last chapter got NO reviews, and I'm not happy. I could be writing a LotR story, you know!

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-Athena Diagon Cat