A/N: Just to let you know, I changed Chapter 2 a lot because, well, that chapter was horrible...lol. So for those of you who have already read those chappys and are coming back to continue, please re-read chapter 2 because, well, I changed it. Thanks to those who reviewed.

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Chapter Three: Questions Almost Answered

Lily had not breathed a word of what happened on their way back to the common-room to anyone, and would not except the fact that she had any other feelings towards Potter besides hatred. What happened in Transfiguration, she reasoned, was mere rush of hormones or something. She would never think of James in any other way. Never.

Multiple patrols had occurred since the meeting with the Headmaster and James was late for nearly every single one. Each time James had shown up late he had one excuse: quidditch practice. Lily, infuriated, wondered constantly why Professor Dumbledore had chosen a Head Boy who cared more for quidditch than his Head Duties. She had asked herself this question so often that it seemed to be burned into her skull. Lily feared that she would burst if she went another day without knowing.

This night of rounds was no more exciting than the previous one. They walked, silently (not knowing if they should talk both fearing Lily's sensitive temper) around the school which seemed to be rid of trouble makers. The only sign that there was any other life in the corridors was Peeves, who was insulting the paintings around him by throwing dungbombs at them. This, however, did not surprise Lily and James. They were used to Peeves' nightly trouble-making visits considering that he was the only one they ever saw around the corridors at this hour.

James took out his watch, 'Well, we better head back to the Tower, our rounds are almost over.'

Lily took this as her opportunity. 'You go. I need a word with Professor Dumbledore.'

James looked as though he was going to protest her walking alone around the castle at night, but shrugged and walked off to the Gryffindor Tower.

Not knowing what she was going to say to Dumbledore, Lily turned the opposite direction and continued up to his office. James had been late once again for patrol duties due to Quidditch. Was that the only reason why she was going to his office? To tell on him?

She reached the giant door feeling stupid. She had come all the way up here just to complain about Potter. What would she say? What would Dumbledore say?

The door was open and inside it, the Headmaster sat at his desk starring at a piece of parchment, looking grave. Lily stood frozen. Why was she here again?

Dumbledore looked curiously at Lily. She was interrupting him with something important. Lily cursed silently and found herself hoping that he would ask her to leave so she didn't have to face this humiliation. Lily felt like shrinking into a tiny ball and rolling right out of his office.

'Is there something you wished to ask me, Miss Evans?'

She had worked so hard to prove that she was worthy of becoming Head Girl ... to prove that she was a perfect student. Head Girls didn't complain about their co-workers, did they? Would Dumbledore think she was a less than perfect student if she asked the question that she was dieing to know an answer to?

Lily cleared her throat. 'Err... I could come back later if you are too busy...'

'Oh, no. Come in, come in.' Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he waved his wand and a kettle and tea cups magically appeared onto his desk, 'Would you care for some tea?'

Lily, feeling extremely foolish, shook her head nervously, 'No thank you.'

When Lily did not speak immediately Dumbledore asked her what she had wished to speak to him about.

'Well... I had a question...' Lily did quick thinking in her head. How could she ask this without sounding whinny or rude, '...What q-qualities do you look for in students when choosing Head B-boy or Girl?'

Dumbledore smiled. He gave her an odd feeling that told her he knew who this question was really about. 'As you have noticed, certain qualities are needed to become a Head Boy or Girl. The ability to have control over other students,' James certainly had influence. 'Good overall marks,' James did have grades that were unbelievingly high considering her rarely studied. 'A fair choice between right and wrong,' Lily suppressed a snort. James had chosen a path that Lily did not consider right. 'And of course many other traits that I feel are important.'

There was a pause and then Lily said quietly, 'James has been late for nearly every patrol meeting, due to Quidditch...'

Dumbledore smiled patiently at her, 'He is loyal to his house as well as his team.'

Lily didn't think before she spoke, the burning question seemed to have forced itself up her throat, 'Why did you choose him as Head Boy?'

Dumbledore smiled, as though he knew that she was going to ask this question. 'Lily, I think you have too much doubt in Mr. Potter... He is talented-'

Talented when it comes to hexing people, that is, Lily thought to herself.

'-and receives exceptionally well grades in all classes. I think, Miss Evans, that you are only allowing yourself to see one side of Mr. Potter, and not noticing his positive... attributes.'

Lily left the room feeling uncomfortable and angry. Was Dumbledore accusing her of judging Potter? She had known Potter for several years; he had no positive attributes that she could think of.

James strode back to the castle with his other Quidditch teammates. The practice had been long and tiring and everyone was heading back to the Tower to rest.

'Hey Marlene, great practice today!' James walked up to the chaser and grinned, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Marlene looked up and smiled knowingly, 'what do you want, James?'

James sighed. 'It's not something I want... It's a question, really...'

Marlene raised her eyebrows. 'Let me guess... this question involves Lily...'

'Well... yes. I was just wondering... does Lily have a... a boyfriend?'

Marlene snorted loudly and looked as though she was trying very hard to keep herself from rolling on the ground in laughter.

'It's not funny!' James said defensively.

'No. Trust me. I am positive Lily does not have a boyfriend.'

'Why else would she keep saying no to me? What have I done this year that would give her a reason to be mad at me?'

'Nothing. She's just being stubborn. I don't know why she's been unhappy, but she just doesn't want a boyfriend, that's all.' Marlene talked as though this was no interesting matter and continued up the stairs to the castle.

James, however, was persistent. '...Because...?'

Marlene sighed and said simply. 'She's afraid to get close to anyone.'

Marlene obviously wanted to go back to the common-room, but James did not stop asking questions, he wanted to know more. 'Why?'

This was enough questions for Marlene and she rolled her eyes. 'James, stop asking questions. She just doesn't want a boyfriend, that's all...'

And as she headed off to Gryffindor Tower James could tell that she wasn't telling him something... and he was going to find out what.

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