An: I've seen this on others peoples stories but have never really done it myself, not because I'm not thankful but simply because I'm afraid I'll forget someone and they'll be offended and stop reading my story. So if I forgot you I'm so, so, so, so, so sorry. Please do not be offended and please don't stop reading my story. So with out further ado I would like to give a special thanks to the following people who have inspired me and keep me going through out this journey. Although it's no where near over. Thanks to the following peoples:

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and a very special thanks to my dear friend Goddess of Gorgeousness aka Steve as she likes to be called. JK . ;)

And NOW on with the story!!!

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Chapter 16:

You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need.

~ 'Get Down'

~Backstreet Boys aka Bullshit Boys

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"Told ya," I said smugly at lunch before taking a bite of chicken. Yum...

"I knew they were meant to be but I knew it was best not to interfere."

I snorted.

"Just admit it. You were wrong."

"James Potter is never wrong."

I crossed my arms and shot him a look that clearly stated my beliefs on the matter on James never being wrong.

"I'm not!" he said stubbornly. "Think about it. When Harry first got here I told you you were his mother, I was right about that."

"One thing. Wow."

"I was right about us."

"Just admit it James, I was right about this!"

"Both of you shut up!"

I looked over to see Harry, once again his nose in a book. Quiddich Through the Ages.

I turned to James, "Your son just told me to shut up."

"He's your son too. And he told us both to shut up."

"Well, your fighting over the stupidest thing! Who cares who was wrong or right, it doesn't matter. Aunt Rach and Sirius are together so what does it matter?"

Then I got it. It hurt him when we fought!

I wondered if something major had happened in the future that caused this. Did we fight all the time? Did we fight so much we ended up splitting up? Why did this bother him so much? I decided I'd ask him later.

"Whatever," I stuck my tongue out at James before heading to our next class, potions.

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"Hey Hair."

He looked up. I had been looking for since the last class of the day which had ended twenty-five minutes ago. I had finally found him out on the Quiddich pitch. So much like his father that one.

"Come down here a minute! We need to talk."

He flew down to the stands where I was standing on the top row.

"What's up mum?"

"Earlier, when James and I were fighting, why did that bother you so much?"

"Does any kid like to see his parents fight?"

"Child. A kid is a baby goat."

He rolled his eyes, "Whatever."

"And no I suppose not. There's not anything like in the future.... I mean do we fight a lot or something...?"

"No, of course not."

"Oh.. Okay, just wondered. So, Quiddich.. Do you love it as much as James?"

"Nah."

I was shocked. James Potters son wasn't in love with Quiddich!

Harry grinned as if reading my thoughts, "I love it ten times more than he does."

Oh. I should have known.

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An: Short I know. This was supposed to be part of the last chapter but I lost it in my note book and forgot about it hence it became it's own chapter.

In the next chapter:

~ Rachel and Lily get ready for Rachel's date.

~ Rachel goes on her date.

~ Rachel comes back and reports her date to Lily.

~ Lily and James snog in a broom closet.

~ Some tears and heartbreak.

So look for the next chapter tomorrow or sometime this week. Review! ~@ll!$oN

P.S. Like my signature? I thought it was quite clever myself...

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