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Chapter Eight: The Dinner

Two hours later I found myself waiting for James in the Common Room. I was dressed quite casually, in some nice low-rise blue jeans, some plain black high-heels and a pink flowy top. I wasn't really in the mood to go all out into make-up and hair-dos. But then again that's not me.

I tapped my foot against the coffee table as I waited with a bored expression on my face. Why was it taking James so long? He was a guy after all. I began to think to myself that James going to dinner with me and my parents wasn't such a great idea...Maybe some other time but not even two whole days after his own parents died? Even if they weren't very close, I'm sure he was still heart-broken over it.

I lost myself in my thoughts and didn't even notice when James did come down. I finally realized someone was looking at me and looked up to meet the eyes of Mr. James Potter himself. He gave me a small smile with...was that a twinkle in his eyes?! No...Oh, but it was. The notorious prankster of Hogwarts was back? So soon? Apparently so...But I wasn't one to not see through facades, I could tell he was still healing, of course. Actually, one of my theories was that he was in shock and wasn't realizing his parents were actually gone yet.

"James." I nodded in approval to his "formal wear" as he calls it. He was wearing a nice navy blue button down shirt that looked like silk. Maybe it was silk...Anyways, with some black slacks and a jacket hanging on his arm. He looked very handsome in my opinion. Who knew he could clean up so well...?

"Lily. May I escort thee to thy dinner?" James asked, giving a mock-bow.
"Only if thy stop acting like a prat." I joked and he pretended to be hurt, before holding out his arm, which I gladly took.

In an instant the two of us were gone from the head dormitory and we reappeared in...I don't know where we reappeared to?

"James...where are we?" I asked, slightly confused.

"Uhm...A bathroom?" James guessed and I have to say that guess would be correct. I frowned as James held back a snort of laughter. I looked around, only seeing stalls and sinks. I eyed the mirror and fixed a stray curl that had popped out above my ear.

"Let's go." I said, motioning to the door and James followed me out to the open of the restaurant. A woman and her husband eyed us suspisciously as we both walked out of the woman's restroom. I blushed a little and diverted my eyes to the floor, while James kept an eye out for my parents.

"There they are." He whispered in my ear, sending shivers up and down my spine. I hated myself for feeling this way about him. All he had to was speak and I was practically drooling.

"Okay." I replied, lamely, walking over to my parents who were smiling at the two of us.

"Lily! James! Hello, sit down." My mum greeted us with two quick hugs before ushering us to the table. My dad merely shook James' hand and gave me a pat on the back. I grinned at him as he winked back.

"So Mum, how are you?" I asked and she went on about life at home and how it's lonely without Petunia or me there.

"Petunia?" James asked.

"My sister." I told him and his mouth made an "O" as he realized Petunia was the sister I hated more than anything else in my life.

"So James, where are you going to live after Hogwarts?" My dad asked and I looked over at James to see what his answer would be, seeing as I had no idea either.

James glanced at me, as if looking for approval, before looking back to my parents.

"Well, you see. I've had an unfortunate event in the past couple of days..." Oh god, he was going to tell them. He was going to tell my parents his parents died YESTERDAY. His parents died yesterday, and now he's out with me and my parents. Oh how very screwed up my life is.

"My parents were lost in an accident two days ago, so at the moment I really don't know where to go. I suppose I could go back home, but I don't think I'm ready. So I suppose I'll be staying at the Leaky Cauldron temporarily." James said quite plainly as my parents looked at him with pity in their eyes. I knew he didn't want their pity but he had it anyways.

"Oh, you poor dear." My mum sighed, reaching out and giving his hand a small squeeze of support. "If you need anything do not be afraid to call. We could even make-up the guest room for you if you need it." My mum offered him a room at my house. Oh...my...god.

James looked at me and saw my glances towards my mom and I guess he thought I didn't want him to.

"Oh no, Mrs. Evans. I'll be fine. But thank you anyways." James said kindly, smiling gently at my two parents.

Dinner after that went smoothly, I think my parents got the gist of James not wanting to talk about his parents and I think James was grateful for a night away from home or Hogwarts.

After we got back to the Common Room I looked up at James.

"Our last night here." I said quietly and he nodded.

"I think I'm going to stay up until the fire dies down...I'm not that tired yet." I mumbled, slipping onto the couch and pulling my shoes off. The heat of the fire warmed me immediately as I snuggled up to a pillow.

"Mind if I join you?" James asked timidly and I patted the spot next to me where he sat moments later.

"This is nice." He said finally after minutes of silence.

"Yeah-" I replied," It is.."

Bleh. Kind of a boring chapter. But it's building up.

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