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Chapter 3: A Rude Awaking

James had been so infuriated with Lily it had left him in a bad mood all day. Sirius, Remus and Peter all kept their distances (they had known James for too many years now, and knew it was best to let him calm down on his own) and James was grateful for that. He sat in his four-poster bed, with the curtains closed and was thinking about his actions through out the whole day.

He had skipped dinner and now was paying the price . . . his stomach was growling . . . perhaps he'd sneak into the kitchens later in the night and get some food from Gilder, the house elf that always helped the Marauders sneak food back to the Common Room.

Rolling over, James looked at his watch. It was one thirty in the morning. He didn't care. He had finished all his homework, cleaned up his broom and had nothing better to do but sit here.

Then he heard someone come up the stairs. It was Sirius, Remus and Peter. They had all pulled an "all nighter". Kingsley and Frank had come up a few minutes earlier and James knew each of them was asleep because Frank was softly snoring and Kingsley had bashed his head on the nightstand like he did every night.

"James..?" he heard Sirius say.

James quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Sirius opened his curtains quietly and James heard Remus say, "Leave him alone. He's asleep," James wasn't sure if Remus knew he was asleep or not, but either way Sirius closed the curtains, "He's just upset."

"Over nothing," Sirius whispered thumping on his bed, "He over reacted today."

"As true as that might be, we all have our moments," Remus said calmly changing into his pajamas, "You and Bellatrix for example."

Sirius snorted, "I don't have a passionate love for Bellatrix like James does for Lily. How can you even compare that..?"

"Easily," Remus said getting into bed. James heard the springs squeak and Remus pull out his book. Remus always read before he went to bed, "You don't understand Bellatrix's feelings and—"

"Incase you've forgotten . . . Bellatrix has no feelings," Sirius said darkly.

"But if you listen to me Sirius," Remus said. James heard Remus open the book and flip to the page he left off at, "You and Bellatrix don't get along because . . . one: you two never talk, well friendly anyway . . . two: both of you don't respect each other's interests . . . and three: you don't understand each others boundaries . . . and feelings. When you look at it logically, it's the same case with Lily and James. Only James likes Lily . . . while you don't like Bellatrix."

"'Suppose . . ." Sirius said agreeing, "But still . . ."

Peter was in bed already. James heard his snores begin. Peter obviously didn't want to discus the subject while James was in the room incase James was awake. Pretty clever of you Wormtail . . . James thought . . . Pretty clever . . . and with that, James rolled over, hooked his glasses to the headboard of his board, and fell asleep.

Lily carefully flipped the pages of her book in her bed, as Marie went on about Quidditch practice, "Well Lily, if it makes you feel better . . . James was pretty mad at practice. He dropped the Quaffle twice and a Bludger hit him in the nose. But bad news for you, he's all fixed up."

"Oh well," Lily said with a triumphant smile, "He deserves to know how it feels to be made a 'scene' of . . . he does it to me all the time."

Sarah who was brushing her hair looked up from the mirror, "Awww, come on Lily. I think James is nice . . . sorta . . . well he's funny . . . sorta . . ." Sarah added seeing the look on Lily's face.

"Okay Lily," Marie said relaxing on her bed, "We all know he's a big—"

Sarah piped in, "—fat headed—"

"—Quidditch playing—"

"—sick—"

And together the shouted, "Loser..!"

Lily smiled. And turned the next page in her book, "Yes, he is . . ."

Marie laughed, "Yea well . . . I think you might have a soft spot for him."

"WHAT—?!" Lily said appalled.

"Well . . . you do shout at him more than anyone else . . ." Sarah brought up.

Lily snorted, "I don't like James . . . not one bit," Lily slammed her book shut and placed it on the table, blowing out her candle on her nightstand as she did.

"Lily . . ." Marie said, "We were only joking. If you take life to seriously . . . you can never have any fun with it and laugh about it later."

"Who said I'm mad..? I'm just tired is all," Lily said polity.

"Tired eh..?" Marie said sprawling out on her bed.

"Yes."

And with that Lily closed the curtains to her four-poster and snuggled into the covers. How could they even think she'd like a big-headed freak like James Potter..?!

Lily remained quiet for a couple minutes thinking.

"Do you think we should talk to her..?" Sarah asked, thinking Lily was asleep.

Marie said stuck up for her, "Naw . . . let her cool down and blow off some steam. I'm sure she'll be back to her perky self tomorrow. I have a little prank that will make her feel much better about James."

Lily rolled over quietly. Make her feel better about James..? What could that possibly be..? Was this going to humiliate James..? Or herself..?

"Ohhh," Sarah said, "That one . . ."

Lily heard two people enter the room. Grace and Emily. She knew exactly who it was. They were fellow 6th years with herself, Marie and Sarah.

Emily was short and thin with sparkling brown eyes. Her blonde hair was thick and stop short of her ears. She was a Muggle too and had grown up surprisingly enough, living next door to Lily.

Grace had dark hair with a ruby red shine to it. It was straight and stopped right at elbow length. Her deep blue eyes were milky and she very beautiful features.

"Hey Grace," Marie said, "Hey Emily."

"Hey," Emily said.

"'llo," Grace said yawning, "Boy I'm tired. Stupid boys downstairs made us stay up even longer because they hid our homework."

"Yea, we had to go find it," Emily said jumping on to her bed.

"We did find it though, and . . ." Grace interjected, "Lily's cat scratched that stupid, but handsome looking, Sirius Black on the nose. He sat on its tail," she told.

Lily smiled when Grace said that. She pictured her black amber eyes cat, Lavender, scratching Sirius upside the nose.

Emily nodded, "And he deserved every bit of it."

"Where is Lily..?" Grace asked.

"In bed," Sarah explained, "She's still upset about today with . . . well . . . you know you were there . . ."

They all began to talk about today then started talking and laughing about Quidditch practice. Then they changed topics. Lily couldn't make out what it was though. Was it the prank Marie had mentioned..?

Lily rolled over again nervously. What was this prank..? She had to know. Perhaps they'd talk about it more. But unfortunately sleep was against her and Lily, after snuggling deeper into her pillows, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

James woke up early again the next morning. He rolled over and felt extra cold. He rubbed his arms and noticed that—

"Hey . . . uhhh . . . I thought I went to bed in a tee-shirt..?" James said groggily. He didn't even sound himself.

He rolled back over. Awfully quiet in the dorm this morning . . . he though. He didn't hear Peter snoring and Frank's moans. He didn't hear Kingsley's heavy breathing or Remus' rolling. He didn't even hear Sirius bark once or twice like he did in his sleep.

James reached behind him on the headboard to grab his glasses as he rubbed his sleepy eyes. Wait a moment..? Where were his glasses..?!

He shot up. He was sure he put them there. Turning himself he noticed . . . he could see the headboard perfectly..! What the—? He thought, I've never been able to do that before . . . did I fall asleep with my glasses on..?

James reached up to touch his face and check but stopped short of it. He saw his nails. His nails. They were . . . were long and . . . and painted pink..! Shinning . . . sparkling . . . PINK—!

James looked at his shaking hand then removed the covers. He was wearing a . . . a . . . a green nightgown . . . a green NIGHTGOWN—!

He backed up so quickly he noticed something else . . . as he looked down. Something that wasn't supposed to be there . . . something that only girls have . . .

Beginning to panic he wondered if this was a horrible trick Sirius was playing..? He wrenched open the four-poster's curtains to shout at him and noticed something else.

This wasn't the Boys' Dormitory . . . this was the—

"THE GIRLS' DORMITARY—!!!" James screamed seeing all the slumbering girls. Only his scream didn't have a manly sound to it. It sounded like . . . like a girl's scream. And not just any girl's scream . . . it sounded like . . .

James ran over to the nightstand next to the four-poster he came out of. He looked in the mirror and stared back in horror. He now had long, red hair that curled slightly at the bottom. He had sparkling, almond shaped green eyes. He was no longer James Potter. He was now . . . Lily Evans. And worst of all . . . he was a girl..!

Lily was having trouble sleeping. Her bed felt soft and feathery. She hated soft beds . . . she liked hard mattresses, they were better for her back. She rolled over and heard something. A snoring of some type.

"OY—!" she heard someone shout, "SHUT UP—!"

Probably Marie . . . she thought . . . But wait . . . no one in our dorm snores.

Lily sat up to see who had shouted. The snores and shouts didn't even sound lady like. As she sat up opened her eyes but—

"Wha..? Hey..? What's going on..?" she said. She sounded like her voice was deep. Had she gotten sick..?

I CAN'T SEE—!!! She screamed in her head, WHY CAN'T I SEE—?!

Everything was blurry. Why..? Had she suddenly gone blind..? Was this a prank by one of the boys who loved to do things like this..?

Lily got up but tripped on her pajama pants. I don't even wear pajama pants..! she shouted furiously in her head as she tripped. She grabbed the curtain to her four-poster and as she fell ripped it off. There was a loud RIP and CRASH—!

"OY—?!" shouted someone.

Oh . . . what's going on..? Lily said to herself getting up off the floor rubbing the back of her head. But wait. Her hair was short. No, she meant short. Like a boys' hair cut kind of short.

And her hands. She grabbed each one. They felt . . . bigger and . . . what happened to her smooth soft hands and long nails..?!

"Prongs are you alright..?" that voice that had been shouting this morning asked.

Prongs..?! That's Black's name for Potter. Prongs..? Lily felt her eyes widen, Wait..?! What's Sirius doing in the Girls' Dorm..?!

"Get out of the Girls' Dorm Black..!" Lily shouted. Only that shouted didn't sound to lady like.

"Girls' what—? James..? Are you feeling alright..?" Sirius asked. It had to be Sirius. It sounded like him, "Here. Put your glasses on buddy."

Lily felt something being slid onto her face. Glasses..?

"I don't wear glasses..!" she shouted again in a deep voice. She could now see everything clearly. Oh no . . . she thought.

Sirius raised an eyebrow, "Prongs, are you feeling alright..?"

"NO—!" Lily shouted, "I don't wear glasses..!"

"'Course you wear glasses," Sirius told her chuckling as if this was a silly game, "You're blind as a bat with out them. Are you alright..?"

Lily stood up and pushed Sirius out of the way. She looked at the nightstand next to the four-poster she had fallen out of. She gazed back in horror. She had jet black, messy hair. Hazel eyes and a smooth handsome face. She was no longer Lily Evans. She was now . . . James Potter. And worst of all . . . she was a boy..!

Author's Note: Well how was that..? Next chapter things will get very interesting. Lily and James will have to deal with living each other's lives. That should be interesting. Well thanks for reading. And if you don't mind . . . (points her wand to the review arrow) mind reviewing..? -