SEQ CHAPTER \h \r 1~*~ I Can't Believe You Forgot ~*~

~I once met a man who'd travelled the world

~Sailed his ship across seas from shore to shore

~Gave him a penny for something he'd learned

~He said he'd tell me the lot for one penny more

~So we sat by the fire and roasted marshmallows

~And for pennies two he told me all he had seen

~When he finished his tale he said something more

~'There's much more I've learned and I'd tell it for free.'

~More stories he told, too many to count

~Though not at all of the lands he did roam

~They were stories much simpler but great

~Tales of human goodness, from home

~He said to really live life you need not leave your door

~There's no price to pay for showing goodness

~Because what makes life good is an invaluable lore

The next day I woke with ease knowing that James and I had patched things up, and just in time for his birthday. I had dressed and gone downstairs after finding, to my annoyance, everyone in my dorm still asleep. In fact, very few people were up. But amongst the ones that were was Gray and James. James was sitting across the room, and to get to him, I had to pass Gray. As I did, I overheard a snatch of his conversation Marc, another third year. One of them mentioned Quidditch, which reminded me about something. I walked cheerfully over to James and sat down. I put my hand on his knee and gave it a little squeeze.

'Happy Birthday,' I said. He smiled at me and ruffled my hair.

'Happy Birthday,' he replied, and I stared at him in confusion.

'It's not my birthday,' I said.

'So?'

I shook my head.

'Do I get a present?' James asked, not one to beat around the bush.

'No. You can wait,' I told him. 'Since we haven't been talking, you never told me. How did Quidditch tryouts go?'

The look James gave me was one of complete shock. He swore very badly.

'Am I missing something here?' I asked.

'I don't know, but I did,' James groaned.

'What do you mean?'

Then it hit me. I burst out laughing.

'You forgot to go?' I laughed, finding it absolutely hilarious. 'Oh my god, how could you do that?'

James gave me a disgusted look.

'I was too busy pretending to be mad at you,' James said chestily.

I was still losing it.

'I can't believe you forgot to go to Quidditch tryouts! This is so funny!'

'Somehow I don't think I'll ever live this down.'

'No, you won't,' I agreed, wiping tears from my eyes. 'Nor have I forgotten that beautiful grass hula skirt of yours.'

'Nor have I forgotten when you proposed to me,' he smirked in reply.

'Oh, but don't forget how you proposed first. When we had the pillow fight?'

'You refused,' he said with slight annoyance. 'On the other hand, I never gave you an answer.'

'No, you didn't,' I laughed.

'And what would you do if I said yes?' he asked slyly.

'That all depends on what you do say,' I shot back.

'Yes, Lily - I will marry you.'

I sat up a little straighter and raised an eyebrow at him.

'James, you have just made me happy beyond my wildest dreams. I have waited for this day all my life.'

'OK. That's all decided. Now can we skip the whole wedding thing and go make out?'

'Why Jamsie, I never knew you felt that way,' I grinned.

'That was the think-about-sex-every-three-seconds part of me speaking. Though despite the fact that you are my best friend and I shouldn't think of you in this way, I must admit that you are pretty hot.'

'Even my friends can't resist me,' I joked.

'No joke,' James said, playing with my hair. 'You are pretty, Lily. Guys would kill to go out with you.'

'You have to say that because you're my friend.'

'Actually I'm meant to refrain from saying it because you're my friend. But just because I don't like you in that way doesn't mean I can't think you look good.'

'And you find me attractive?' I asked doubtfully.

'Yes, Lily. Why do you sound so dubious?'

'Because I'm ugly,' I told him, frowning.

'No you're not.'

'Yes I am. Especially next to Mr Sex God of Hogwarts.'

'You think I'm a sex god?'

'Did I say that?'

'I think you did.'

'OK then. Whatever.'

I gave a small laugh. Even when he was being serious, there was just something about James's manner that was always humorous.

'Sirius will want to be best man,' I told James absently, pulling the elastic from my wrist and tying back my hair. He frowned as the lock he had been playing with was tugged from his fingers.

'Uh-huh. And your bridesmaids?'

'Bella, Hilary and Joey.'

'Wicked,' James grinned. 'Don't mind me asking, but since the clothing side of things is really quite expensive - can we go naked?'

I gave him a repulsed look.

'Three seconds?' I asked weakly. He laughed.

'Yeah. Another three second moment. Apologies.'

I leaned back and looked at James. After a moment of him watching me back, I shook my head in amusement and began to laugh quietly.

'What?' he asked warily.

'You forgot Quidditch try-outs,' I wheezed.

'Not this again,' he sighed.

'Yes this again! It's hilarious!'

'What's hilarious?' Hilary asked groggily, trudging down the stairs. I feigned shock.

'Oh my goodness! James, your sister is out of bed before ten o'clock on a weekend! This is wrongness!'

'It's shocking, anyhows,' James agreed. 'Who are you, and what have you done with my sister?'

'It's me, Hilary, and I don't know what I am doing up. But I woke and I couldn't get back to sleep so I thought I'd come down here and wallow in solitariness, but now my noisy brother and friend are down here so I'm devising another plan. Speaking of, what are you two doing? It's early, even for you, James.'

'Yup. I was the first up. I came and sat down here to think and wallow in self pity.'

'And I came down a little later to wallow in both self pity and solitariness, but everyone else in this room sufficiently put and end to that,' I finished.

'Interesting,' Hilary said dryly, yawning. 'Well, I think I'll go back up to bed, and leave you two to make out. Oh yeah - Happy Birthday.'

'Bye,' James said cheerily.

'Have fun,' I told her.

'Can we make out now?' James whined playfully once Hilary had disappeared upstairs. I glanced at my watch.

'Yep - three second moment again. We need to teach you how to control these hormones of yours,' I sighed.

'We can do that after we make out,' he said distractedly. I stood up and he pulled me into his lap.

'Did you have Divination yesterday?' I asked conversationally. James already had his fingers at my hair, running a lock through his fingertips idly. I laughed inwardly at his obsession with my hair.

'Yeah. It's absolutely ridiculous. Everytime she interprets something to do with me it's either some sappy love fairytale or a tragic death epic.'

Although I couldn't see his face, I could imagine him rolling his eyes.

'And true love is below James Potter?' I asked, eyebrows raised.

'Lily, have you ever heard a true story about a perfect love? There is no perfect love. Love equals complications. In fact, relationship equals complications.'

'Such a morbid person you are,' I sighed, entwining my fingers with his.

'You believe in true love?' he asked sarcastically.

'Every girl dreams of falling in love. Finding some Prince Charming to come sweep her off her feet,' I said.

James snorted.

'James, having the perfect love doesn't necessarily mean there's no complications. If a love had no complications, then that couldn't be perfect. Because things you don't have to work for are never as satisfying. Without complications, love would be too easy, and there would be nothing special about being in love.'

'You think too much,' James scowled. 'Anyway, I'm a thirteen year old boy and it is in the way of thirteen year old boys to think love is sissy girl sap.'

I turned around to look at him, smiling in an amused way.

'I'm beginning to think I don't really like the idea of you being a thirteen year old boy.'

* * *

Later that day I was walking down to the library, hoping to get ahead of my homework. I had nothing better to do; Bella and Hilary had disappeared to god knows where and the guys had headed off to Hogsmeade to celebrate both the fact that they were now third years allowed to visit Hogsmeade, and of course dear old Jamsie's birthday. This left me with some free time and a pile of assignments that I decided I should make a start on.

However, on my way to the library, I was pulled into an empty classroom by an invisible force. I was about to yell out when a hand was clamped over my mouth, and James appeared out from underneath the invisibility cloak.

'What the hell are you doing?' I hissed. 'You scared the hell out of me!'

James grinned.

'It's my birthday, I can do what I like.'

'Yeah, well the birthday boy is supposed to be in Hogsmeade celebrating said birthday. Why aren't you?'

He trembled his lip and gave me puppy eyes.

'But it's not fun without you, Wiwy.'

I raised an eyebrow doubtfully.

'I'm sure it's extremely fun, without me or not,' I told him.

'Nope, it's not. Which is why you have to come.'

'I can't,' I said flatly.

'Under the cloak. Come on, Lily,' James pleaded.

'James, under the cloak or not, I'm not allowed to be there. And besides, someone there is bound to recognise me and dob me in.'

'You're no fun,' he frowned, pushing my hair away from my face. I put up my hand to grab his. He looked at me questioningly. I slowly lowered our hands.

'I'm not like you, James. I'm not a big risk taker, or rule breaker. Call me a goody-two-shoes, but if that's what I am, then I'm sorry, but it's all that I can be. I don't get the thrill you do when you know what you're doing is chancy. I don't like getting detentions. And I'm sorry, but I'm not going to Hogsmeade with you.'

James seemed to consider this for a little while.

'Then we'll do something we're allowed to do,' he said finally, looking satisfied with his plan.

'What about Hogsmeade?'

'I've spent half the day with the guys at Hogsmeade, now I can spend some time with you at school.'

I smiled.

'What about your girlfriend?'

James ran a hand through his hair.

'Don't tell anybody, but...' He leant a little closer. 'I'm currently single.'

My eyes opened wide.

'James Potter? Single? You have got to be joking!'

'Ha ha,' he said dryly.

'So, what do you have in mind?'

'Can we do anything I want?' he asked.

'Anything that won't get us in trouble.'

'OK. Come on!'

James grabbed my hand and began pulling me out of the class and down the hall.

'Where are we going?' I asked warily.

'To the Quidditch pitch!' he replied happily.

I groaned.

'I should have known,' I sighed, as I allowed James to drag me down to the Quidditch Pitch.

Once we were out on the grounds, I realised something.

'James, we don't have brooms,' I told him.

He looked at me in shock.

'I know. We're not going to be flying. I didn't think you'd want to.'

'Well what are we doing then?' I frowned.

'We're going to watch,' he said.

It was then that we got near enough for me to see into the stadium. It appeared that the Gryffindor Quidditch team were practicing.

'Are we allowed to watch?' I asked hesitantly as we began to walk through the stands.

'Yep,' said James, sitting down and pulling me into the seat next to him.

We had been watching the practice for a few minutes when one of the players flew over to hover in front of James and I. I recognised him as a third year.

'Hey, Potter! Why weren't you at try outs the other day?'

'Caught up in personal difficulties,' James called back.

'You still after the seeker position?'

James's face immediately lit up. My gaze travelled between the two boys with interest.

'Yeah. Why?'

The third year grinned. He looked over his shoulder and called to one of the other players, who flew over.

'Potter, I suspect you know KP.'

James nodded.

Everyone knew KP, even me. It was what they called Daniel Kirkpatrick, the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain. He was a seventh year, and one of the chasers on the team.

'Cummings told me you were interested in being a seeker, Potter. Why didn't you come to try outs?'

'Caught up in personal difficulties,' James repeated with a grin.

'You still interested?'

'You haven't filled the position?'

'Only out of necessity. We can't play without one. But if you could do better... Interested?'

James grinned, and I could see how much he had really wanted to play.

'Of course.'

'We practice tomorrow, same time,' KP told him, also smiling broadly. 'We'll see what you've got. Cummings tells me you're pretty good in the air.'

KP turned to Cummings.

'We better get back to work. See you tomorrow, Potter.' He looked at me. 'Evans.'

I opened me mouth to ask how he knew my name, but he answered before I could.

'Prefect. Seen you around quite a bit,' he laughed. 'Happy Birthday, Potter.'

And with that, the pair flew back to the rest of the team.

James stared, awestruck, after them. Then, he slowly turned his head towards me.

'Congratulations,' I told him.

'This is the best birthday present ever!' he said.

'Even better than mine?' I joked.

'Oh, apologies. The second best birthday present ever,' he grinned.

'Hey, you haven't made the team yet,' I told him, but we both knew he had as good as.

'I feel like kissing someone,' he said out of the blue. We both looked at each other, then cracked up laughing, looking disgusted.

'I didn't mean you,' he laughed. 'I need a girlfriend.'

I rolled my eyes.

'You don't need a girlfriend, you want a girlfriend, James. In fact, I'd like to see you go a week without a girlfriend. But how can you date other people while you have a crush on someone else?'

James blushed slightly. It wasn't very noticeable, but I could always tell.

'Tara's still going out with Nick.'

'Still?' I asked, surprised. 'She seems like the type to be changing partners every week, too.'

'Oh, they've been on and off. But they're kinda serious.'

'James, they're thirteen. They can't get serious at thirteen,' I sighed.

'You're saying thirteen year olds don't know what...' He stopped himself.

I rolled my eyes at his avoidance of the big 'L' word.

'Yes, James. I am saying that thirteen year olds don't know what love is. It's stupid. Relationships up until about the age of seventeen are pretty much just based on lust.'

'You're a morbid person,' James grumbled. 'But I agree with you.'

I gave a laugh.

'Excuse me? My whole insight on this is that twelve and thirteen is too young to be dating people! You've been going out with people since you were eight!'

'Not out of free will. My parents got me started and it's just habit,' he defended.

'This conversation is really pointless. We've had it several times and it always ends up the same.'

'True,' James said.

'A horrible truth coming from an excellent liar,' I replied, resting my head on his shoulder. He shrugged it off, but I could tell he didn't really mind. He just didn't think it was in the way of thirteen year old boys to have girls leaning their heads on his shoulder.

'I have Quidditch try outs tomorrow,' he told himself.

I giggled.

'Let me guess, tomorrow is going to be a great day?'

'Tomorrow is the autumn equinox,' he said randomly. After the words left his mouth, he seemed to instantly regret them.

'Sorry,' he said.

'It's alright,' I assured him.

'You know, we're studying solstices and equinoxes in Astronomy,' James sighed. 'It's kind of depressing listening to Celesta go on about it.'

'I bet it is,' I agreed.

'Stupid astronomy,' he grumbled. 'Almost as bad as Divination.'

'I thought you loved Divination,' I said with sarcasm.

'Sirius likes it. He gets to use that crazy imagination of his.'

James had stood.

'Want to go back to the castle?'

I nodded; it was rather cool outside, especially since it was nearly winter.

We began to trudge slowly out of the stands. After a minute of silence, I began to giggle.

'You're in a giggly mood today, aren't you?' James asked, amused.

'Yes,' I grinned. 'I just still can't believe you forgot about Quidditch try outs!'

James rolled his eyes again.

'And I can't believe I forgot Quidditch try outs and still somehow managed to wangle a position on the team.'

'Don't you think that means I'm going to stop teasing you about this,' I warned.

'I was hoping it did. Damn,' he replied. I grinned and flung and arm around his shoulder.

'Aww, poor iddle widdle Jamsie,' I cooed. He tried to pry me off, but he was grinning.

When we reached the castle, I decided to head back to the library to do the little homework I had time for. James ran off to the tower to see if the boys had come back yet, so he could tell them about Quidditch try outs. On my way, I passed the classroom James had pulled me into earlier, and noticed something silvery on the ground.

The invisibility cloak.

Sighing, I walked over and picked it up, folding it and shoving it into my bag. A mischievous smirk formed over my face. I had the feeling the guys would soon be missing it.

But for now, they could suffer.

~*~*~*~*~AUTHORS NOTE~*~*~*~*~

Hi guys! Guess what? My mum cut all my beautiful hair off! :'( *breaks down and cries*

OK, now I got that out of the way, lol, um... oh yeah! I remember! I was going to blab on about how sorry i am that this chapter is boring. And then I wanted to tell you something else... *thinks really hard*

OK! Here we go - I was really bored, OK? And on dollz right, I made all the characters. And my friend goes, ohhhhhhhhh you should make a quiz and have those little people as the little pics that you get on the net when you get the quiz results if you know what I mean. So i made a quiz with the little picture people!!! and they're pretty gay but i thought you might be interested! Eventually ill put it on my site but for now its down so if you want 2 do it answer the questions in an email (hot_sezzy_babe @hotmail. com) and I'll send you back the pic! Is that cool? Tell me if its gay coz it probably is but i think theyre kinda cute. So here's the first quiz:

Which WTTEOAMB character are you?

1. Based on your nature (think Firregaze, and Lily being a fox) what animal do you think you are? What qualities connected with this animal relate to you?

2. Describe yourself in five words.

3. How would you describe your sense of humour (funny, sarcastic, witty, silly)?

4. Be honest... have you ever made fun of another person's differences? To what extent (laughing behind their back, commenting, taunting)?

5. Put the following in your order of importance: sports, friends, power, popularity, acceptance, security, love, perfection, chaos, the opposite sex.

6. Out of the following, what do you think your appearance communicates?

$        tough/rough/slick/cool

$        I'm shy, leave me alone/conservative

$        bright/colourful/happy

$        Nerdy/thoughtful/studious

$        Bitchy/skanky/ho-ish/slutty

$        Tomboy/sporty/careless

$        Average

7.  Describe your favourite outfit.

8. What is your favourite subject at school (not at Hogwarts, at everyday school)?

9. You're off work for the night. What do you do for the evening?

10. Consider this hypothetical situation. You're pregnant, and you are no longer in a relationship with the father. Your parents are strict, and your best friend is now dating the father of your child. Out of the father, your parents, and your best friend - in what order do you tell them about your pregnancy, and why in that order?

11. Order the following in the likeliness of you ever possessing, achieving, or participating in: smoking, sex, sport, fight, love, success, pranking, driving, poverty, fame, jail sentence, murder, theft.

12. Do you like to flirt? Hang around with guys?

13. Give me a brief run-down on your interests, and tell me any extra information that you believe is a key aspect of your personality.

I also have made "which world thru the eyes of a muggle born social circle do u belong to" but its not quite finished so it'll be up soon lol. Tell me if you like this one.

Bye bye

SezZie