Author's Notes: This is the second chapter. Sorry the first one was short. My sister, starlitestarbrite2, is now beta-reading the chapters for me, so hopefully it's easier to read.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any related indicia. That belongs to J.K Rowling. I own Kat Lark and Mark.

James the Pratosaurus

starlitestarbritelilsis

Chapter 2

She froze when she saw......

It couldn't be.

No, it wasn't him.

But it was.

There in the middle of the Quidditch pitch stood her cousin Mark.

'Oh no. Why does he have to be here?' she thought.

"Hey, is that you, Little Lils?" he called out, a smirk plastered on his face.

"The name is Lily, Mark, not Little Lils.' she replied through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, whatever."

"I'm not meaning to be rude, but may I ask what on earth you are doing at Hogwarts?"

"I came in search of you."

"Why?"

'To tell you that the day you left for here, whats-his-name Bernard, proposed and your Mum said yes." said Mark.

"So? They're getting married. Good for her." said Lily with a shrug.

"You don't get it, do you?"

"Yeah. They're getting married. I'm happy for them."

"You are so thick sometimes! Bernard is the King of England, right."

Lily scowled. How could she forget? In the Muggle world, her whole family had been intruded by the paparazzi. Luckily, no-one at Hogwarts either had a television or watched the news anyway. Hogwarts was the only place she felt she had any privacy.

"I know."

"Lily, you numbskull! You're going to become a princess!"

Lily opened and closed her mouth, but no voice came out.

'No. He can't be telling the truth, he has to be lying. Me? The princess of England? That's bollocks!'

Lily's POV:

I turned around to walk away, but I fainted. When I finally regained consciousness I was looking straight into the eyes of James Potter.

I actually thought he was kind of cute, you know, in a weird way. In fact I thought I was in love with the guy. But, no, it must have just been the fall. I mean, I don't really like him do I?

"Earth to Lily!" called Mark

"Mmmmmmm....." I groaned.

"Quit with the MMMing it's not like you're dead or anything." said Mark.

"Prat."

"Drama Queen."

"Princess. Of. England." put in James.

My eyes widened in horror.

"YOU TOLD HIM????????????????" I shrieked at Mark.

"I had to. And it's more fun when we can emotionally blackmail you." said Mark, with a smirk.

I got up to beat the living daylights out of Mark, but James held me back.

"Get off me, you jerk!" I yelled, pummeling him. I dug my fingernails into his arm.

"With pleasure, your highness." he said, plopping me back onto grass.

"I hate you so much!" I told him.

I ran back to the castle, but you know what? I wasn't sure I hated him or disliked him at all.

Author's Notes: Hope you liked it. Read and review to tell me what you think.

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