Author's note: Sorry I took so long to post this chapter. It took awhile to get over the trauma of posting my very first chapter (Haha, just kidding)

What beautiful auburn hair, and that dreamy smile which rests sleepily on her perfectly poised lips, like a halo on an angel. Indeed I have not made the wrong choice! Crazy Taxi grinned insanely, overjoyed at his greatest achievement as of yet. (This was his first "assignment" in over a decade.)

Too absorbed in her beauty, Crazy Taxi's talons lost grip on the bedpost and fell to the floor with a resounding thud. HOO HOO HOOT! He yelped in agony as the pain shot up his feathery behind.

Lily woke up with a start. Whatever was that sound? She bolted upright in her bed and scanned the room. Spotting Crazy Taxi in a crumpled heap next to her bed, she immediately scooped him up into her arms and checked for any broken feathers or bones. Suddenly Lily remembered the letter and felt a burst of excitement. "Hey are you up to posting the letter for me now?" Lily asked.

Crazy Taxi responded with a series of excited hoots and a very showy exhibition of flapping his peculiar wings.

"Here you go then," Lily said, releasing him from her grasp. A high-spirited Crazy Taxi then set off yet another exhausting expedition to James.

Lily smiled affectionately at the owl that had just zoomed (rather dangerously) out her window. She quickly got dressed, pulled her hair into a ponytail, took a quick glance in the mirror and set off to the Dining Hall for breakfast. "Morning!" Lily chirped. Everyone at the Gryffindor table looked up in surprise. Amelia Bones, a fellow fourth year, replied with a cheerful hello. Arabella Figg, who was definitely not what one would call a morning person, simply mumbled incoherently to no one in particular. "Isn't someone in a good mood today.."

"Aaah..!" A girl with raven black hair seemed to have slipped on a puddle of orange juice and was now sprawled in a rather unladylike fashion on the floor, books strewn everywhere. Everybody gasped in shock at the newcomer, at a loss for words. The silence was broken by a gaggle of high-pitched shrieks that they termed laughter. Now everyone's attention was directed at where the noise had come from. Lily narrowed her eyes. It was none other than the HUFFLEPUFF BIMBOS.

The HUFFLEPUFF BIMBOS consisted mainly of four fourth years who were notorious for making newcomers unwelcome. Their school robes were altered ridiculously short which made them look stupid as they had scrawny toothpicks as legs. Also, their ties were hanging precariously 15cm lower than where they ought to be. Their Barbie-doll faces were caked with endless layers of unnecessary makeup, making them look like slightly outdated mannequins. One last thing about them- they were always fighting for the attention of the Marauders who seemed to relish in ignoring them.

The HUFFLEPUFF BIMBOS were now sashaying –fashionably, in their opinion- (NOT!) towards the poor girl who was trying to gather her dignity (and her books too).

"Need a hand?" Doreen purred in a sugarcoated voice dripping with sarcasm. Unfortunately for the girl, she did not seem to notice, and nodded eagerly with grateful eyes. The HUFFLEPUFF BIMBOS then proceeded to begin picking up her books. When they were done, the new girl began to thank them profusely. Doreen, Dora, Doris, Daisy, then smirked and tossed her books back into the puddle of orange juice. With that, they simply sauntered off past her, each one of them purposely brushing past her, causing her to stagger backwards. The audacity! Thought Lily, indignant. She hurried towards the girl, who looked close to tears, to help her. Arabella Figg was now fully awake and Amelia and her made a start towards her as well. All of three of them began to help to retrieve the orange-juice-soaked books. "Ignore those bimbotic freaks, okay?" Lily comforted her in a kind voice.

Together the four of them walked off to the toilet to help her wash up. They introduced themselves,

"Yo, I'm Arabella. Arabella Figg. Call me Bella" an easy grin stretching across her post-morning-grumpiness face.

"Amelia Bones, nice to meet ya" came the friendly and warm voice

"Lily Evans, pleased to make your acquaintance," in a fake, pompous accent that sent all of them into gales of laughter.

"Rebecca McNeil, thanks...for everything."

And that was the beginning of a friendship that would last forever.

James felt a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Lily Evans... hmm. He didn't know her very well but it was a pretty cool thing for her to do, helping that new girl out like that. With that thought lingering in his mind, together with the Marauders, he made his way to the very first lesson- Potions. Groan!