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Chapter 3- A Peculiar Dream

"Cool," Sirius said.

"Not if the last ones been stolen, no," Bella said.

"Good point," Sirius said.

"I wonder who stole it," Lily said thoughtfully.

"Don't we all?" James pointed out.

"I wasn't talking to you," Lily said huffily and left the room.

"What is wrong with her?" James said, more to himself than anyone else.

James lay in bed, unable to sleep for the second time in 2 days. Oh sure, it had been an interesting day, with the stolen diamond and all, but that wasn't why he couldn't sleep. The thing was, Lily seemed even more hostile to him since the summer.

Sighing, he got up and lit a candle. James took out a black book from his trunk. It was labeled: My Thought Book. Some people may have thought it was girly to keep this kind of thing, but it was a good way to examine ones thoughts, almost like a pensieve. Turning to a fresh page, he wrote:

Hello Thought Book,
Today was an interesting day. In my Hogwarts letter, I found out that I'm the new captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team and Head Boy. The last bit's a little surprising. I'm not exactly the Head Boy type. I wasn't even a prefect!
Anyway, guess who's Head Girl? Lily Evans. Yes, Lily Evans, the girl who I've liked since, oh, forever. She hates me even more now, if that's possible. Hey, it's not my fault she's Head Girl and I'm Head Boy. Sometimes I wonder why I like her so much. I mean, of all the girls at Hogwarts, I have to pick the one that despises me. Lily's not the prettiest (close, though). She's not the most popular. She's not even the nicest (at least not to me). So why do I like her so much? The thing is, I have no clue.
But let's think about something else. Like the Diamond. It's one of the 4 Elementals. This guy named Leroy Ledenhurl created them in 1146. It was stolen from the Museum of Magical Artifacts. I wonder who stole it. It sure would be cool to catch them.

James Potter

James blew out his candle and laid down. He was asleep in minutes...

I have chosen you and one other...Bring my diamond to its rightful heir...Work together, set aside your differences... My soul shall never rest until the diamond is purified...For 8 centuries it has been stolen and deceived... but no matter...you will find and return it to its heir... I repeat to its ONE and ONLY rightful heir... Time is short; you have only 9 months before my precious diamond disappears forever... like the others have already done...

Lily woke up with a start.

That was a weird dream, she thought, running her fingers through her hair. Then she noticed a piece of parchment lying on her bedside table. Wait, Lily thought, that wasn't there before. She got up and looked at it. A chill went down her spine. Written in an unfamiliar handwriting were the exact words that she had dreamed.

"What the-," she said softly to herself.

Lily looked at the paper from all angles, hoping to see a signature or something of the sort. When she flipped it around, she gasped. Written clearly in her own handwriting in the middle of the page were the words James Potter.

Is this a trick? Lily thought.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" she asked "It's Bella, Mum says breakfast's ready," Bella said from outside the door.

"I'll be right there," Lily told her. She quickly put the piece of parchment under her pillow before hurrying downstairs.

James sat at the table, poking at his food. He wasn't really hungry. The dream he had last night was quite unusual, and what had been on his bedside table didn't make things clearer. Why had his dream been written on that piece of parchment? More importantly, who had written it? Plus, he knew he hadn't written Lily Evans on that piece of parchment. He didn't even use that type of quill. Frowning, James left the table, muttering that he wasn't really hungry.

Now why is Potter leaving the table? Lily thought, Not really hungry? Ha! I bet he's up to something.

"Where are you going?" She asked before she could stop herself.

"None of your business, Evans," Sirius replied for James.

"I don't remember asking you, Black," Lily said, "And furthermore, I know you two are planning something, so spill!"

"We're not planning anything, Lily," James said firmly.

"Since when did you call me Lily?" Lily asked menacingly.

"Well, hmm, it is your name, isn't it?" James was mad. He hated when Lily assumed he was up to something.

Lily opened her mouth furiously, but no sound came out.

"Look, if you'd really like to know, I had a bad night, ok?" James said angrily, "Id like a moment to think, thank you very much."

"Now, don't fight," Mrs. Fleen said sternly.

"May I be excused?" James said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Say please."

"May I please be excused?"

"Ok."

James went upstairs. Lily followed him with one swift movement. "Lily..." Alice started, but Lily shook her head.

"What did you follow me for?" James asked when he saw Lily coming up the stairs to him.

"Well," Lily started, looking very uncomfortable, "You said-,"

"What did I do now?" James said exasperatedly. "You said that, well, you had a 'bad night'," Lily said.

"And your point would be?" James said impatiently, he wanted to examine that parchment a bit farther.

"Well..." Suddenly, it dawned on him.

"Wait a minute..." James started, talking to himself more than anyone, "Did you have that strange dream too?"

"Well, it depends on what that 'strange dream' was," She said, "Wait here, I'll be right back."

Standing there, James realized he had just managed to have an actual conversation with Lily without her shouting an insult at him. He was definitely making progress.

Lily was back. She was holding a piece of parchment. She showed it to James.

"That looks exactly like the one on my table!!!" James exclaimed.

She flipped it around so he could see the back.

"Except for that part," He said.

Lily eyed James suspiciously.

"How do I know it's not a trick?" Lily said accusingly, "What if you're doing to force me into your miserable company?"

James sighed, There goes my insult-free conversation, he thought.

"Look, I swear I had nothing to do with it!"

"Don't tell me. Show me," She said.

"Well, I think I have something that might convince you." James said. He disapparated and apparated back in a few seconds.

In his hand dangled a piece of parchment just like Lily's. The same verse- thing was written on it in the same handwriting. The only exception was that instead of saying James Potter on the back, it said Lily Evans.

Lily didn't look convinced. "So what?" She said, "It would have been simple to copy the same thing on to 2 pieces of parchment, and it's not exactly hard to write my name in your own handwriting, is it?"

James opened his mouth to say "What about my name in your handwriting?", but Lily wasn't finished.

"Oh yes, this seems like a dumb thing you would do, pretending that we were 'chosen'. Well, too bad, because I'm not falling for your stupid trick, no way," She finished in one breath.

Lily stomped off to her room.

James blinked, then he went downstairs. Everyone had finished breakfast by then, and Mrs. Fleen was asking if they wanted to go to Diagon Alley to buy their new supplies. Everyone, including James, agreed.

"Where's Lily?" Alice asked.

"Up in her room," James muttered.

Alice gave James a questioning look before going upstairs to talk to Lily. They came down a few minutes later, ready to go. The trip to Diagon Alley went by fast, nothing interesting happened. The week after passed all too quickly, and soon it was September 1st.

A/N: Soooooooo, ya like? It's the first chapter where something actually happens. I understand the characters may be a bit out of character, but I had a temporary writers block when I was writing this. I won't update unless I get 2 reviews!