"Oh, God..." Lily moaned, her face pressed into a pillow. "It was horrible. That wasn't supposed to happen. Everyone was staring at me and then that stupid red stuff started to steam...and he was just standing there, all conceited and stupidlike. Gosh, I really despise him," she said, rolling onto her side. She lay curled up on her bed in her nightgown, tears trickling down her face.

"Oh Merlin! I wish I was there! I would've hexed him for you!" cried Wilona indignantly, making Alice shake her head reprovingly. She bit down a 'like that would've done anything' and instead said that people had been mad at James afterwards for having ten points from Gryffindor taken away because of the incident.

Lily found a little satisfaction in the thought that people had been annoyed with James. It was about time they realized how arrogant he really was.

"He thinks he's so great, hexing everyone that annoys him, getting all the popular girls, being super Quidditch seeker and all. I can't stand him! And why... WHY is he after ME? I mean, of all the people in this whole school, he has to pick Lily Evans," exclaimed Lily, riled up at the thought of James. Anger boiled inside her just like the red liquid boiled on her face earlier that day. But this is stupid, she thought to herself. Why am I getting all worked up over James Potter? Like I told him, I have way better things to do with my time.

Lily shook her head and sat up on her bed. She wiped the useless tears off her face with the sleeve of her nightgown and sighed. Alice and Wilona exchanged looks with each other, slightly surprised by her sudden mood change, as it usually took Lily quite a while to calm down if her rage was ignited.

Lily saw the exchange and said quietly, "He's not worth it." They nodded in agreement.

All three sat in silence for a few minutes, until Wilona started up timidly, "Um well, Lily, even though you might not like James, there ARE other people...." She looked at Lily almost pleadingly.

Alice backed her up slowly, as if they had both rehearsed this conversation.

"She's right... You work way too much, Lily, you don't have fun like you really should. I mean, yes you have us, but that's not enough sometimes...When was the last time you went on a date?" she asked, even though she knew the answer.

"Er, that Ravenclaw fellow...a couple years ago maybe.." said Lily meekly. She could not believe this conversation was happening. Her best friends...

"Right, so...just find someone else," said Wilona, looking at her hopefully. Lily noticed that Alice had the same look on her face, though with a little bit of fear (probably because she was afraid of setting Lily off).

"We have that graduation feast, right? I know you don't like the idea of it, but it'll be loads of fun, WE'LL be there, don't forget. Of course, I'll be there with Sirius but.."

"It's our last year, Lily... We have to make the best of it, remember?" said Alice cutting off Wilona quickly.

Lily sighed again. "Okay. I'll try," she said without looking at either of them. She was too tired to think, let alone argue. Without another word, she flopped down on her bed and closed out her friends' faces with the bed curtains. She squeezed under her blankets and drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep.

-

Meanwhile, at about the same time the girls had their little conversation, the 7th year boy's dormitory was also awake, active, and completely oblivious, as usual.

James Potter pounded on the bathroom door with his fists and began yelling, "HOLY MERLIN, SIRIUS, YOU'VE BEEN IN THERE FOR TWO HOURS ALREADY! THERE ARE PEOPLE IN THIS ROOM WHO REALLY NEED TO PEE!" Remus, Peter, and Frank Longbottom all stood squirming in a line behind James.

"Okay! Okay! I'm just about to get out," called Sirius, unconcerned for the welfare of his roommates.

The bathroom door swung open unexpectedly, knocking over James who accidentally started a domino affect as Remus, Peter, and Frank all fell over on account of their inability to move their legs. They scrabbled about on the floor wildly as hot, white, steam billowed out of the bathroom, condensating on their skin and making them sweat profusively.

"Ahh! I'm blind, I'm blind!" cried Peter, grabbing James's left leg and hanging on for dear life. James kicked him in the stomach and accidently pulled Frank's boxers down in a wild attempt to stand up.

"Need. To. Pee."grimaced Remus, slowly making his way to where the steam was coming from but knocking into Sirius, who had just stepped out of the bathroom. He was wearing his green plaid boxers and rubbing a purple towel on his head.

"Well, there ya go. It's-" he began but stopped abruptly as his eyes fell upon the tangled, sweaty boys on the ground before him, all of whom, except for Frank who had been de-clothed, were in their boxers since it was bedtime. His mouth dropped open and he stopped drying his hair.

"You made me get out of the bathroom to watch you guys do THIS? You've GOT to be kidding me!" He then watched on in total awe as all four boys ignored him and grappled a bit more on the floor until Remus broke free with a triumphant look on his face and sprinted into the bathroom, slamming the door in their faces. James, Peter, and Frank (after pulling up his pants) all groaned and curled up into fetal position.

"What the...? Actually, I'm not even going to ask. I'm just going to walk over to my bed and sit down. Yes, that's what I'm going to do," said Sirius vacantly as he resumed rubbing his head with his purple towel.