Summary: Sequel to "Time to Fly (Friends Forever)". Lily and James haven't seen each other for seven years. A school reunion rekindles their friendship, but how far will friendship go?

Disclaimer: Basically, anything you don't recognize is mine. The rest is JK's.

Author's Note: OMG, I'm sooo sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up! Gaah! Well, real life called...I got 24 reviews for THE FIRST CHAPTER!! TWENTY-FOUR!! GAAH!! Thanks to all my wonderful reviewers...extended thanks at the bottom!

I put in a second category of Humor for this fic cuz it's gonna be pretty funny. (This chapter's kinda funny...more funny lata...)

Anyhoo...on with the fic...

Seven Years

Chapter Two

By Lady Wildcat

Lily was tired. Very, very tired. Staying up until two in the morning doesn't really do wonders for one's beauty sleep, and she felt like a zombie as she doggedly climbed the dais to the teacher's table and automatically served herself toast.

I was an overachiever at school, she thought bitterly. I didn't get used to staying up late to do work. Lily rubbed her eyes, not noticing when Snape shot her an evil glare for almost planting her elbow in his eggs. She had procrastinated on grading her student's essays until the night before she was supposed to hand them back.

"What day is it, Severus?" she asked groggily, stopping herself from putting jam into her coffee.

He gave her his characteristic glare. "The twenty-second."

"No, no, what day of the week..." Lily stopped, suddenly awake. "Wait--did you say the twenty-second?"

"Yes."

James comes today! Lily glanced around nervously, noting that Dumbledore was not at the table. A noise at the front of the Great Hall--she looked up frantically. Dumbledore was standing, shaking the hand of a very tall man with a shock of black hair.

The headmaster pointed to the high table, and James waved. "Lily!"

Lily stood, waving. Unfortunately, her elbow knocked into her coffee and spilled it all over the front of her robes.

"Aw, shit!" Lily yelled, rather louder than necessary. "Ow--ow--why is this so damn hot! Ow, ow-ow-ow!"

"Calm down, Lily!" Flitwick leaned over and pointed his wand at her sopping robes and muttered a word. Instantly they were dry and considerably cooler.

"Thank you, Professor," Lily said, trying to collect what remained of her dignity. Head high, she walked across the Hall to James, giggles from students following her.

She reached James, smiled a little shyly, and held out her hand. "Hi, James..."

James grabbed her hand and pulled her into a big bear hug. "None of that, Lily!" He pounded her back so hard that her nose was pushed into his chest.

"Ouch," Lily commented, and James immediately let her go. She grinned. "I had hoped to make you impressed with my impeccable adult conduct. Evidently, I failed."

"Trust Lily to always make a statement," James chuckled. He looked at her up and down. "You look great, Lils. Less skinny, more grown into your clothes, in a good way of course--"

"Shut it, there are children listening." Lily began to meander back to the table, James trailing her. "So, are you ready to sit in on one of my classes? It's an interesting experience, I guarantee."

"I'm ready." Abruptly, James pulled her back into a slightly gentler hug. "Wow, it's so good to see you!"

Lily patted him on the back, and he released her. She climbed to the teacher's dais and grabbed her bag from her spot. "Well, breakfast is almost over, so we can meander over to the classroom, sorry if you didn't eat..." Lily stopped. "James?"

He and Snape were apparently having a glaring contest. Seventh year came back to Lily in a flash. She'd forgotten just how much James and Snape despised each other.

Finally, James broke the ice. "So good to see you, Snape," he said with a tone of voice that meant exactly the opposite.

"A pleasure," Snape sneered back. "What a joy."

"You know, I have a sombrero in my suitcase somewhere..."

The look on Snape's face was enough to heat Hell's furnaces. "You haven't changed at all, Potter. Still the same idiotic prat you were seven years ago."

Lily decided to separate them before they killed each other. Grabbing James' arm she steered him away. "Come ON, James..."

"That greasy little..." James muttered, still looking with hatred towards the table as he walked.

"You can say the word 'greasy' again. Other than that, I'm sure Dumbledore will make no exception if you murder Snape."

James sighed, smiled, and gently wrenched his arm out of Lily's grasp. "Right as always, Lil."

"So, where are your clothes and stuff?" Lily asked, motioning towards the small leather suitcase James carried. "I'm assuming they're not all in there."

"Huh?" He looked puzzled. "Of course they're all in here. I'm only staying for two weeks."

"What?"

"Lily, are you deaf? This...is...all...I...brought."

"But--I usually have two or three bags when I leave for two weeks..."

"Girls overpack. I've noticed that."

"Or you could say guys underpack." Lily pushed the classroom door open. "How can you live for two weeks off of one suitcase?"

"Well, I do." James followed Lily into the class.

The third years, who had been talking, quieted as soon as Lily came in. Some of them stared warily at James, and a few whispers of "Who is that?" were heard.

"These are the Gryffindor third years," Lily told James. "Class, this is Mr. James Potter. He is on a special visit for the rest of the year."

The class was silent. Most of them had their mouths wide open.

James grinned and waved. Lily went on. "James is an Auror, and I hope that during his visit he can give us a talk. Right now, he's just going to just sit in the class. Hmm--" She spied Nick sitting in his usual back corner seat. "Nick--please move up here to the front to give Mr. Potter your chair."

Normally a request like this would have set up groaning and mumbling and sulky voices. Nick, however, looked rather honored. He blinked and, mouth still slightly open, gathered his books and walked dazedly to the front of the room. James passed him, smiled, and said, "Thanks, Nick."

Nick sputtered. "N-not at all." He sat down at the front muttering, "He said my name..." James sat down in the seat next to Kellie, who blushed and was suddenly very busy with her quill.

"Now." Lily passed a stack of packets to Alyssa, keeping one for herself. "Pass those around; they're your notes you'll need for the exam." The class groaned. "Shut it, you'll thank me when you take the exam." She turned around, glanced at the front page of the packet, and wrote "Exam Review" on the chalkboard with her wand. "First order of business--"

A hand shot up. Lily turned; it was James. "James, why in the world is your hand up?"

He grinned. "I don't have any exam notes."

"Tough. Do I need to remind you that you're not in my class?"

"But--" his voice took on a whiny tone "Li-ly, I need to follow the les-son..."

She threw up her hands in despair. "Why me, Oh Lord?" she muttered. James' ability to annoy the hell out of professors had been forgotten--until now. Sighing, she gave her notes to Alyssa. "Pass those back to James." She turned to the blackboard and paused, her wand just touching the surface. "OK, Potter, what's the first heading?"

James looked at his notes. "Tell class how perfectly wonderful James is," he read, eyes a little too bright in his perfectly serious face.

The class erupted into laughter. Lily rolled her eyes, muttered a few epithets in Gibberish, and turned calmly back to the class. "No, James, the real heading."

"Give everyone a day off to play Quidditch."

Cheers arose; Lily gritted her teeth. "Haha, it was funny the first time. The real heading."

"Cancel exams--"

"Potter, unless you want your eyes to suddenly and inexplicably turn inside-out, I suggest you give me that heading!"

James' manner became very meek. Lily always carried out her threats; that was something he'd learned long ago. "Magical Beings, part I," he muttered.

Lily exhaled. "Thank you," she said pointedly. She wrote the heading on the board. "Point A?"

"Distribute Honeydukes' choco--"

"POTTER!!"

"I mean, Werewolves."

The rest of the class was spent in a similar fashion. Lily's head was beginning to throb when the period was over. "Study, study!" she yelled at the backs of her retreating students. Picking up a stack of papers, she stalked over to James and started attacking him with the thick sheaf.

"Oww--ow! Hey! Stoppit!" James tried to protect himself from the pain of corrected essays in large numbers, but Lily was persistent.

"You! You are so bad! Oh, my God! It was funny when I was laughing with you, but it's not when I'm taking that shit from the professor's side!"

"Aah!" James grabbed the papers and stopped the barrage. "I'm sorry, Lil. I was just having some fun. Are you really mad?"

She sighed. "No, no, just annoyed. I don't know how I'm going to survive for the next class."

James sat up. "You mean, I get to do that again?" Almost simultaneously, the first-year Hufflepuffs began filing into the room. He grinned. "I never knew school could be so fun!"

Lily sighed. It was going to be a long two weeks.

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