"So, how exactly are we going to pull this off?" Sierra asked, looking around the group.

"Well," said Remus slowly, "maybe we should have a practice pair. You know, so if—"

"So if Anna accidentally kills the practice pair, well, at least it wasn't Lily and James?"

"No," said Remus, glowering at her. "So if it makes a big bang or something then we'll have some warning. Also we can see exactly how well it works."

"I like that," said Anna. "So.......how about Bailey and ...Sirius?"

"Great," said Sierra. "I like it."

"Don't ask our permission first or anything..." said Bailey, annoyed. Everyone laughed. If James were there he would have told Bailey that she really didn't care that she was to be part of the practice pair. But he wasn't there, so he didn't.

"Ok, Bailey, Sirius, do you consent to being the guinea pigs?"

"Well," said Sirius, looking at Bailey, "I guess."

"Alright," said Bailey.

Anna was studying a complicated diagram depicting the correct wand movement for the spell. After about fifteen minutes she looked up.

"I've got it," she said.

So she took a strand of Bailey's red-brown hair and Sirius's dark hair. After switching them she tapped them on the shoulder and did an intricate wand movement, muttering,

"Serendipitious!"

A thin, light mist hovered over the pair's heads. It was pink and silver and if the group weren't looking for some sign that the spell had been completed, they wouldn't have noticed it. The mist formed a heart, then vanished.

Anna slumped onto a couch.

"That spell was difficult," she said. "It required a lot of concentration."

"Well, my fellow guinea pig," said Sirius, looking at Bailey, "I guess we'll be seeing more of each other."

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Bailey rose much earlier than she normally did on the following Saturday. The first Quidditch match of the season, Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw, was today. She figured, being on the team as a Chaser, that she'd get in some extra practice time. Bailey was also the most athletic of the four girls and was the only one on the team.

She dressed quickly and headed down to the pitch, broomstick in hand. When she got to the locker room, however, she wasn't alone.

"Hello, fellow guinea pig," said a voice from the corner of the locker room. Bailey turned to see Sirius sitting on a bench, clipping stray twigs out of his broom.

"What are you doing here?" Bailey asked, taken aback.

"I might ask the same thing of you, but unlike you, I am not stupid. Serendipity, remember?"

"Oh. Yeah."

"You seem happy about it," Sirius said sarcastically.

"I—I just remembered how—how the charm is ended."

"Well, my fellow guinea pig, we'll just either have to fall in love (I mean, that is the charm's point, isn't it) or keep meeting up for the rest of our sad, measly lives. Sound like a plan?"

Bailey laughed. "Sure," she said. "Want to practice?"

The two headed out into the early morning sunshine. The leaves of the trees had recently begun to turn all sorts of gorgeous reds, oranges, and yellows. Bailey kicked off and flew in and out of the goalposts, her hair sparkling in the autumn light. Sirius caught up with her and they began to throw the Quaffle back and forth. Finally, they decided to go to breakfast.

When they arrived in the Great Hall, James met up with him. He seemed to have momentarily forgotten Lily in the thrill of the upcoming match.

"Were you guys just practicing? Great. Get a good breakfast, alright?"

The two nodded and headed to the Gryffindor table. A moment later the rest of their friends stumbled in, each of them looking extremely sleepy.

"Goodness, Lily, its not that early," said Bailey, pushing her friend's sleeping head off her shoulder. She was about to prod Lily in the back when a sudden thought came to her. She gently pulled out one of Lily's dark red hairs and ran over to James, who was staring transfixed at his plate as though it was tap dancing. She roughly ripped out one of his hairs, but he didn't even notice. After quickly switching the hairs, she ran over to Anna. A couple of minutes later, the pink and silver mist was hanging over their heads, and no one saw it. Bailey was very pleased with herself.

"We're lucky we have such an infinitely creative mind such as mine to help us in these matters," she said jokingly to the part of the group that wasn't sleeping. They rolled their eyes.

"Don't get cocky," Remus said, chuckling.

About a quarter hour later, the school was piling into the stands overlooking the Quidditch field. The commentator, a Hufflepuff sixth year named Austin Van, was holding a giant megaphone to his lips.

"And today's match—Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw! Should be a good game, folks, Ravenclaw's recently made a few changes in the lineup... and here they are, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw!"

The crowd burst into applause and cheers.

"For Ravenclaw: Sidney, Aston, Burton, Sinclair, Furndon, Shabb, and Wheats! For Gryffindor: Mitchell, Black, Picone, Westfield, Wakely, Thrifter, and Potter! And the game begins!"

Madam Brinkley threw the Quaffle up into the air. Bailey caught it and passed it to David Westfield, who threw it back. She streaked towards the goal, took a shot, and—

"Picone scores! Ten to nil to Gryffindor!"

The game continued in the same manner, with the Gryffindor Chasers dominating the whole time until finally James snatched the Snitch right under Ravenclaw Seeker Wheats's nose. The Gryffindors trudged up to castle, celebrating.

In his good mood, James decided to go to the Owlery to say hello to his owl, Mercury. When he got there, James found Lily, staring out of the glassless windows. She didn't notice him come in. James snapped and Mercury came down and perched on his outstretched arm. Lily turned around.

"Why are you here? Did someone tell you I was here?" she asked, looking at him suspiciously.

"No!" said James innocently. "I just came to pay my owl, Mercury, a long-overdue visit."

She continued to look at him skeptically. James threw up his hands, sending Mercury flying. The tawny owl squawked and returned to the top of the room. "Really! There's no need to look at me like that. Besides, what are you doing here? You didn't look like you were sending a letter."

"I don't know what I'm doing here," she admitted. "I just wanted to be up high and look at the grounds. They're so pretty! I love autumn."

"I could take you on my broom, if you want," James offered. "We could ride over the forest, and the lake and the Quidditch pitch."

"No thanks," said Lily. "I like heights when they're safe."

"Oh, but it is safe! You know I'm a good flyer, I wouldn't drop you or anything, come on Lily, let's go!"

"I think I'll go to the common room. 'Bye, James."

"Wait!" James called, but Lily had already left.

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