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"The Woodclap does not break, therefore becoming one of the hardest products in the Wizarding World-"
"Interesting Products? That stuff could permanently damage you, you know?" A black-haired boy said with a smile on his face.
"Oh really?" I replied skeptically, raising an eyebrow.
James Potter grinned and slid into an armchair. It was about seven o'clock in the morning and I was reading just to keep my eyes open.
I don't really remember what happened last night, but I know that it had something to do with Potter. I had found myself in my bed, when the last place I remembered being was on a burgundy sofa. During the night, I hadn't gotten much sleep, so I pretty much felt as though a Bludger hit me.
"About last night-" Potter started, but was cut off by a new, more high-pitched voice.
"Lily! Ready for breakfast?" Talia asked, stopping in front of me.
I nodded, slammed my book shut and got up, following Talia to the Portrait Hole. I couldn't help but notice Potter's disappointed face as I walked away.
"Mmm . . .food," I murmured blissfully, grabbing the nearest piece of toast.
Alvin laughed and brushed a clump of brown hair from his face as he moved the toast away from me.
"I still don't understand why you like toast so much!" He said, flashing a grin my way.
"It just tastes good," I shrugged, reaching for more.
Talia smacked my hand away.
"Try some bacon for once," She said in a trying voice, waving a basket of bacon in my face.
Geez! It was just toast! My friends were getting a little annoying with their anti-toast thing.
"Thanks but I'll pass," I replied, "I'd rather not eat pig at the moment."
Alvin and Talia sighed and went back to eating their food. I smiled in victory.
I opened my eyes but only saw blurry figures and shapes around me. I blinked a couple of times before realizing that I was in the History of Magic classroom.
History of Magic was one of the dullest, most sleep-provoking classes ever. I glanced at the front of the classroom and saw the transparent figure of Professor Binns. The only interesting thing about him was the fact that he's a ghost.
"Evenes, please state the three main reasons why the War of Tobak started," Professor Binns asked in a slow voice, looking pointedly at me.
I lifted my head out of my arms and said, "It's Evans, Professor."
"Yes yes, of course. Now, the three main reasons?" He replied in his usual, impatient monotone.
"I, er, don't know, sir," I said, smiling nervously.
A dark-haired boy was waving his hands around in the air, practically jumping in his seat.
"Ooooh! Pick me, Professor! Pick me!" He cried, still waving his arms.
This is Sirius Black. The one and only. His dark brown hair and his sparkling eyes were talked about all over the school, along with his disarming smile. I personally though he was funny, but he was James Potter's right hand man, so I never gave it a second thought.
"Yes, Brown?" Professor Binns glided over to Black.
"Well, reason number one is that the Tuns were a tad mentally unstable," He grinned, "Number two is that they liked causing such dreadful controversy, and three, they were complete idiots."
Most of the class laughed as Binns looked confused. I smiled inwardly, not wanting any annoying questions from Potter.
"Class is dismissed," The teacher said quietly as students started to filter out the room, chattering loudly.
I shoved my books in my bag and waited patiently for Alvin and Talia.
A tall boy stood up, laughing. He had sand coloured hair and abnormally pale skin. I recognized him as Remus Lupin, another one of Potter's group members.
Lupin was standing beside Peter Pettigrew. Pettigrew was of average height, but definitely not of average weight. In my opinion, he was huge. Bloated. Gigantic. He had cropped blond hair and eyes that reminded me of Petunia; wide open and dull.
"Ready Lils!" Alvin said, waving a hand in front of my face.
I snapped back into attention.
"Right," I said distractedly, "Where to next?"
I walked down the corridor slowly, carrying my bag, which was exploding with books and papers.
"Ugh!" I said to myself, adjusting the bag on my shoulder.
I kept on walking, staring at the ground so as not to make eye contact with the other students. I turned around a corner and crashed into something hard, causing all my books and papers to scatter everywhere, and me to fall onto the cold floor.
"Oof! Sorry!" I said, looking up.
Potter was standing there, in red robes and a broomstick in hand. He quickly mumbled, "Sorry," and offered me his hand. I took it reluctantly and gave a very small smile of thanks. I started to pick up the fallen papers and he crouched down beside me to help.
"Sorry about that," He murmured, and I noticed that he was blushing.
"It's okay," I replied.
Potter's black hair was even messier than usual, seeing as though he had just come back from Quidditich practise. His face was flushed pink and his eyes were twinkling brightly.
"There you go," He said, handing me a bunch of papers.
"Thanks, Potter," I said quietly.
Potter stood up and said, "You may be wondering about last night. Truth is-"
"James! I've been looking all over the castle for you!" A girl's voice shrieked beside my ear.
I whipped around to see a girl with elbow-length black hair. She had intriguing eyes, which were a dark grey, and were heavily made up, and a small nose followed them. Her lips looked as if they were painted on, and she had dimples on either side of her mouth.
I recognized her as Michelle Athlon at once. You could say she was a popular person, with many friends and enemies.
James grinned broadly at Michelle and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Hey Lily!" She smiled.
"Hey."
"I'm just going to steal James from you, okay?" She asked, turning her head to look at Potter.
"Yeah, sure," I answered, watching Michelle smile widely.
"See you, Lily!" Potter called as they walking down the hall, hand in hand.
I raised a hand, but dropped it and continued walking.
"Bloody hell! Look at that!" Alvin said loudly, shoving his elbow into my stomach.
"What?" I hissed, rubbing my stomach in pain.
I grabbed a chicken wing from a large platter in the centre of the table and bite into it. Talia was reading a book on Muggles and was only half listening to our conversation.
"Potter and that Michelle Athlon have been dating for more than a week!" Alvin said incredulously, staring at the couple down the bench.
I nodded, "And your point is?"
"Potter has never ever gone that long with one girl!"
"So?"
"This may be serious!"
"Alvin, it's only been a week." I said patiently.
"Yes, but Potter really does like her."
"How would you know?"
"I just do."
"Hmm hmm."
"Okay, he talks about her in his sleep for one."
"That's great."
"And he bought her this really nice necklace. . ."
"That shows he likes to bribe with money."
"And he told Black and Lupin he actually loves her."
I spat out my drink and blinked at Alvin across the table.
"What?" I asked.
"He told Black-"
"Yeah, I know that. . ." I trailed off.
Potter loved Michelle? I gazed down the table where Potter, Black, Lupin, Pettigrew, and Michelle where laughing about some silly something. I saw James' hazel eyes fill up with happiness as he watched Michelle giggling.
Talia put down her book and crunched down on a piece of bread.
"I think James Potter feels very strongly for Michelle," She mused.
"Yeah, but love her?" I asked.
"Perhaps. You know, looove at first sight?" Alvin joked, grinning at me.
I sighed.
I didn't think James Potter was capable of loving at all.
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A/N-Hope you liked it!
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