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A/N: This entire story has been edited! I wrote it two years ago, and I saw some spots where I could improve things. I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 7: Step Two of Parental Guidance
"Oooh! Lily! This is proof! James definitely likes you!" cried Hermione. Lily was blushing furiously. The whole school now knew about what James had done for Lily.
"Karen! We're just friends!" cried Lily. She had started to blush a deeper shade of red.
"Come on! Lily! He flew over to you and gave you flowers!" said Hermione, who was lying on her bed with a dreamy look on her face. "How romantic!"
"Oh please! He probably did that in return for the help I've been giving him on Cheering Charms!"
"Honestly, Lily! Are you blind? He-is-in-love-with-you!"
"Oh come off it. Let's go downstairs. I need to finish my Transfiguration essay."
The girls made her way downstairs to the common room. Harry and Ron were at a table finishing up their Defense Against the Dark Arts essays. Lily left for the Library. Then suddenly Hermione had a brainstorm.
"Daniel!" she cried. Harry looked up.
"Hi Karen."
"I have an idea for Step Two," she replied.
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"Aww...James!" said Sirius, wiping non-existent tears from his eyes. "This is so sweet!" James laughed.
"Shut up, Sirius." Step Two was to write a poem for Lily. Harry and Hermione had told him about it that morning. This is what he came up with:
Your eyes are green like emeralds
Your hair is red like rubies
You are perfect in every way
You mean everything to me
Please meet me at the Quidditch Field tonight at eight.
-James
"I especially love the references to precious gems," added Sirius.
"Knock it off," James said, as he threw a chocolate frog at Sirius.
By the time James and Sirius reached the Great Hall, the owls came in to deliver the mail. Frank Longbottom had gotten a small package. He opened it, and took out a Remembrall, like Neville had in his first year.
"What's this?" asked Frank.
"It's a Remembrall. I got one in my first year," replied Neville, his mouth full of cornflakes.
"Oh, at Beauxbatons?"
"Huh? Oh! Yeah! Yeah, at Beauxbatons."
"Hmm...I wonder what I've forgotten."
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James looked over at Lily, who was at the other end of the table. He turned back to his breakfast with a smile on his face.
"Hey, lover boy!" whispered Sirius. James was broken away from the trance, and turned to Sirius.
"What?" asked James.
"Friday is the, you know..." and pointed at Remus. James nodded. Remus did look rather pale. They would have to plan everything later.
Their first class was Divination. They made their way up to the North Tower, and were exhausted by the time they reached the classroom.
"Who's the Divination teacher?" Hermione asked.
"Professor Trelawney," said Sirius. Hermione frowned.
"But I don't think she really knows what she's doing," said Remus.
"I hate the smell of the room. And it's really hot in there," said James. Harry, Ron, and Hermione could not agree more. Just then, a ladder descended from the circular door in the ceiling.
It didn't go nearly as bad as usual. Professor Trelawney didn't know who Harry really was, so he didn't have to see her close to tears whenever she looked at him.
Later, after dinner, Harry pulled James aside.
"Are you forgetting something?"
"Er, I don't think so," replied James thoughtfully.
"The letter to Lily!" Harry cried.
"Oh, yeah! How could I forget?"
"Come on, James," said Harry, as he and James walked up to the Owelry.
Well, how did you like this chapter? I got the idea of writing a poem from my friend Helene. Thanks, Helene!!! About the next few chapters, some things will come up that you probably didn't expect. Please write a review! I love reading your comments. Thanks a bunch, and have a nice day! :)
A/N: This entire story has been edited! I wrote it two years ago, and I saw some spots where I could improve things. I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 7: Step Two of Parental Guidance
"Oooh! Lily! This is proof! James definitely likes you!" cried Hermione. Lily was blushing furiously. The whole school now knew about what James had done for Lily.
"Karen! We're just friends!" cried Lily. She had started to blush a deeper shade of red.
"Come on! Lily! He flew over to you and gave you flowers!" said Hermione, who was lying on her bed with a dreamy look on her face. "How romantic!"
"Oh please! He probably did that in return for the help I've been giving him on Cheering Charms!"
"Honestly, Lily! Are you blind? He-is-in-love-with-you!"
"Oh come off it. Let's go downstairs. I need to finish my Transfiguration essay."
The girls made her way downstairs to the common room. Harry and Ron were at a table finishing up their Defense Against the Dark Arts essays. Lily left for the Library. Then suddenly Hermione had a brainstorm.
"Daniel!" she cried. Harry looked up.
"Hi Karen."
"I have an idea for Step Two," she replied.
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"Aww...James!" said Sirius, wiping non-existent tears from his eyes. "This is so sweet!" James laughed.
"Shut up, Sirius." Step Two was to write a poem for Lily. Harry and Hermione had told him about it that morning. This is what he came up with:
Your eyes are green like emeralds
Your hair is red like rubies
You are perfect in every way
You mean everything to me
Please meet me at the Quidditch Field tonight at eight.
-James
"I especially love the references to precious gems," added Sirius.
"Knock it off," James said, as he threw a chocolate frog at Sirius.
By the time James and Sirius reached the Great Hall, the owls came in to deliver the mail. Frank Longbottom had gotten a small package. He opened it, and took out a Remembrall, like Neville had in his first year.
"What's this?" asked Frank.
"It's a Remembrall. I got one in my first year," replied Neville, his mouth full of cornflakes.
"Oh, at Beauxbatons?"
"Huh? Oh! Yeah! Yeah, at Beauxbatons."
"Hmm...I wonder what I've forgotten."
------------------------------------------------------------
James looked over at Lily, who was at the other end of the table. He turned back to his breakfast with a smile on his face.
"Hey, lover boy!" whispered Sirius. James was broken away from the trance, and turned to Sirius.
"What?" asked James.
"Friday is the, you know..." and pointed at Remus. James nodded. Remus did look rather pale. They would have to plan everything later.
Their first class was Divination. They made their way up to the North Tower, and were exhausted by the time they reached the classroom.
"Who's the Divination teacher?" Hermione asked.
"Professor Trelawney," said Sirius. Hermione frowned.
"But I don't think she really knows what she's doing," said Remus.
"I hate the smell of the room. And it's really hot in there," said James. Harry, Ron, and Hermione could not agree more. Just then, a ladder descended from the circular door in the ceiling.
It didn't go nearly as bad as usual. Professor Trelawney didn't know who Harry really was, so he didn't have to see her close to tears whenever she looked at him.
Later, after dinner, Harry pulled James aside.
"Are you forgetting something?"
"Er, I don't think so," replied James thoughtfully.
"The letter to Lily!" Harry cried.
"Oh, yeah! How could I forget?"
"Come on, James," said Harry, as he and James walked up to the Owelry.
Well, how did you like this chapter? I got the idea of writing a poem from my friend Helene. Thanks, Helene!!! About the next few chapters, some things will come up that you probably didn't expect. Please write a review! I love reading your comments. Thanks a bunch, and have a nice day! :)