Chapter Five: Re-evaluating (pt 2)

By Darkness-Nightfall

"I tell you mate, she's off her rocker now!" Sirius exasperatedly told Remus and James, who were looking very doubtful at Sirius' claim. They exchanged a look, and then sighed.

"I swear, she yelled at me, and it wasn't even my fault!" He was winging now, which was what he was prone to do when someone didn't believe him.

The three headed down to the Great Hall, to enjoy a late breakfast: a quick slice of toast and a sip of pumpkin juice, before dashing off to their first class.

8:45am. And Lily was frantically washing her shirt, before realizing that she had a spare. Sighing angrily, she ripped the shirt off its coat hanger and hastily buttoned it up, leaving the other shirt somewhat dejectedly in the sink.

Their first class was Charms, which Lily was good at, and happened to like. She walked in with about thirty seconds to spare, and took a seat next to Maura, who grinned at her.

Professor Flitwick arrived just after Lily had taken her seat. Climbing to the top of the mound of books that surrounded his cluttered desk, he began the lesson in a high-pitched, almost squeaky voice.

"Today class, we will be studying the use of Healing Charms. These are most commonly used by Mediwitches, and of course their wizard counterparts. Madam Pomfrey up in the hospital wing uses many of these, and she has told me to tell you she'd be happy to speak to you about them if need be."

He coughed and cleared his throat, before speaking again.

"Can anyone tell me the name of a healing charm?" he asked, glancing around the class with his little beady eyes. His gaze fell on Peter Pettigrew, who fidgeted uncomfortably under the professor's gaze.

"What about you, Peter?" he asked kindly, but firmly. Peter looked up with his terrified eyes, and nervously swallowed.

"T-the Cooling charm?" he asked, as a guess. Flitwick did not look amused at his pupil's severe stupid ness, and ignored his answer. Peter sunk back into his chair until the class was over.

That night, there was no wind, nothing. Everything was quiet when Lily left her dorm for her usual 'meeting' with James.

He was waiting for her by the edge of the lake. She smiled when she saw him.

"Maybe we should sit here tonight. It's awfully hot under the trees." Lily remarked, sitting down. James sat also, in his usual position, across from her.

"So, how's my Lil?" He asked, brushing part of her hair behind her ear. She smiled before answering.

"I'm good, for once. I had a big think last night, and thought about how depressed I was, and I've changed. Gone was the boring me, always unhappy with the world, and myself and in with the new me! Always happy and ready to have fun!" She smiled, and James looked uncomfortably at her.

"Well, I suppose that's...good. I did like the old you as well though." He said slowly, choosing his words carefully. They didn't convey was he was feeling though, he missed the old Lily. She was a person he could talk to, this person was somewhat superficial.

"Anything else you want to say?" She asked, titling her head to the side, with a smile still plastered on her face.

"No. No, nothing. I've got to get back, to...umm... Sirius. I promised him a chess match. Talk later." He got up and crossed the yards, leaving a confused Lily behind.

'What had she done wrong? She thought? Or was it even her that had done anything? Maybe James really was going to play a chess match. Oh well, whatever it was, it didn't matter.' She thought, humming a tune under her breath as she headed back to the castle.