Author: I do not own anything in this story including (some) characters, (Many) places, (Most) words, ETC
=Chapter 21=
"It appears you aren't so useless after all," Natalie said after watching James in his quidditch practice, "And here I was, thinking you don't have any plans for your future. You're going to be a quidditch star…"
Oh, God, James thought to himself, This is a trap! I know it.
"Ah, a quidditch star… DON'T YOU HAVE A BRAIN IN YOUR BODY? WHAT GOOD WOULD BEING A QUIDDITCH STAR BE?"
"I never said I was going to be one," James said, "I want to do something else in my life. This quidditch is so I can enjoy it while it lasts."
"I see," Natalie thought aloud, "What do you want to do, anyways?"
James grinned, "I want to be-"
"An auror." The two siblings turned around to see Lily standing there with an angry look on her face. She marched over to James and slapped him behind his head, "You didn't fill out any Heads' Reports at all!"
James held up his hands in surrender, "I was busy with… err… thinking of what to put down?"
Lily's furious expression twitched as if she were going to laugh, but she sustained it. She stomped on his foot and then handed him a water bottle. "I'll finish the reports that you didn't bother finishing, but you'll owe me a large favor."
"How about I finish the ones I didn't bother finishing, and then you go out with me the next Hogsmeade weekend?" He asked, looking over the muggle water bottle.
"Well," Lily grabbed the water bottle to help him open it, "Maybe if you take the words 'go out with' and replace them with 'kick me,' and then take the words 'me the,' with 'in the,' and finally 'next Hogsmeade weekend' with 'crotch.'" she opened the bottle and shoved it into James's hands, "Then maybe."
She turned, and made her way back to the castle, calling over her shoulder, "That object I gave you. Drink from it."
James looked at it and drunk a sip of water.
"Ah, I never got to ask, who's she?" Natalie asked, pointing at the red-headed girl walking away.
"Head girl," James answered. Looking into his sister's face, he read her mind and said, "She's not my girlfriend."
"I see," Natalie said, watching her brother pour another mouthful of water into his mouth, "But doesn't she give you…the wiggles?"
James spit out the water. Wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he looked at his sister, "WHAT?"
Natalie grinned a caring look, "Never mind, James. Posture."
James straitened up and watched his sister walk in the other direction.
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"Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans," Dumbledore said after he called them up to him, "I suspect you know what I need."
"Sorry, Professor, we don't," Lily answered for them.
"James's sister," Dumbledore's eyes twinkled behind his half moon spectacles as if he were planning something, "We need a room for her."
"She can sleep in my room," Lily said, "I'll be more than willing to stay in my old four poster bed with my friends."
If Lily goes to Gryffindor tower… James thought, Then I'll see less of her, and more of Natalie. If I see less of Lily… that's just sad. If I see more of Natalie, I'll be asked more of Lily, and if I get the wiggles from her.
"NO!" James yelled loud enough so it bounced off the walls. Luckily, the students went back to their towers already, "I mean, she can stay in my room. We are related, so she should feel somewhat at home in my room."
"So," Lily said, "Her idea of something that'll make her feel 'at home' is a pig sty."
"No, but what if you'll need to get something from your room?" He asked.
"I'll go and get it," She answered as if it were obvious.
"And if she's there?" James asked.
"Then I'll live without it for a while." Lily answered.
"What if you'll need it?" James asked.
"Like what?"
"Quills."
"Friends have some."
"Parchment."
"Friends have some."
"Money."
"Friends."
"Robes."
"Friends."
"And when will you find time to get your stuff anyway?"
"When I go and meet you for the heads' reports."
Dumbledore, who was enjoying the show of the two fighting out of concern for the other, decided to interrupt, "Ah, about the heads' reports."
James looked at Lily. There was a look on her face meaning she didn't do them.
"So," Lily said, counter-interrupting Dumbledore, "She'll sleep in my room. That's nice. See you!"
The two heads ran as fast as they could out of the Great Hall.
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"So, you're really going to stay here?" Belle asked.
"Yup," Lily answered in a cheerful manner, "Where's my bed?"
Ness grinned, "Let's go and do what we used to do, first."
"Makeover." The three smiled.
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"Do you still call yourselves the marauders?" Natalie asked.
"Yes," Sirius answered.
"Are you guys the only ones with a group name?" Natalie took a sip from her cup of tea.
"Well," Remus smiled, "There's a group of girls that have a name, but they aren't aware of it. Only the guys know of it."
"Who's in this group?"
Peter smiled, "Well, there's Ness, Belle, and Lily."
"And what are they called by the boys?"
James grinned, "The untouchables."
=End Chapter=
Unidentfied.Now identified: Yeah, I did kind of base first look of Natalie on Professor McGonnagal, didn't I?
Samantha-Carlyn: I just made Lily begin growing, so that James would be in trouble with his sister. I'm not smart enough to make that into a metaphor.
Captain Oblivious: I don't know anyone that talks in their sleep… I want to find someone though, and record what they say.
tenniStar514: I haven't written any other stories yet. Sorry!
DIFFEN-DOOFER: Ooh! Nice review! That just made me happy!
p0ckyxLUV: Yup! I re-read over that chapter, and it was kinda short. OH WELL!
Danni is Divine, James is Mine: LOL! Nice. 2nd and 3rd heads, eh? Never thought of that, but I do know someone who named them 'Hi' and 'Bye.'
Lisa Meunier: Poor little girl. Good to know that the Haunted House was a success though! You wake up at 1:00PM? I usually wake up at around 6:30. It sucks. I'm so cold!
loser-me-ushi: Thanks for the review! That always makes me so happy.
slate07: Yup! She finally admits she likes him! *Does a happy dance*
Ti: I'm not quite sure if the pen-name u were going to use was supposed to be shorTi, but this is how it came up…Ti. Oh well! Hussle…hustle?…Hussle…Hustle… WHATEVER