A/N: I was kinda worried about that last chapter. It was way too sappy and made James look stupid. I hated it, but I couldn't find a better way for the plot to unfold.  . Oh well. Thanks for the reviews!  .

Disclaimer: If I told you these were my characters, would you believe me? Exactly.

James groaned. He was stuck inside an invisible wall with Lily Evans and several Slytherins who would undoubtedly hex him when they woke up.

It was Dumbledore, he knew. Something about not going in opposite directions…

James sprang to his feet and ran over to where Lily was. He carefully picked her up as he had a few moments before, but this time the wall had his complete attention. Walking slowly, he carried her to where he had crashed into the wall. It wasn't there. Cautiously, he took several steps. Nothing happened. It was promising, but he didn't want to make the same mistake as last time. He kept edging forward and until he got to the stairs – Dumbledore's office might have been the ideal choice but he didn't trust him right now.

Making his way up, he tried to keep from jostling Lily. He jumped onto a staircase that looked like it was going to Griffindor Tower. He was wrong.

Well, I suppose its just as well. This couldn't have worked out better if someone had planned it. He thought sarcastically as he walked into the Hospital Wing. Mademoiselle Pomfrey bustled over, shocked. "Just what have you been doing this time, Mr. Potter! Not another of your duels, I should hope!"
"But it was the Slytherins! Not my fault, I didn't hurt her at all! I mean, sure she was angry, but the Headmaster knows, and there was this invisible wall, and-"

Professor Lindot stepped out of the shadows. "Another tall tale, Potter? I hope you don't think the Headmaster will believe one of those, especially if you claim he is a character in it…" Lindot was the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and also the Slytherin Head of House.

"Why are you here?"

"It is hardly a matter of your concern, Potter, that I am here in the Hospital Wing."

Mademoiselle Pomfrey looked flustered. "Yes, yes, off you go, Mr. Potter. Your Professor and I have things to discuss…"

James looked at her pointedly and nodded at Lily.

"Oh! Oh, yes of course, there's a spare bed over there." She pointed a finger at a flowerpot. He set his burden down on top of the bed next to it as Pomfrey leaned over to Lindot and whispered something in his ear. Lindot smirked and swept out of the room.

Rushing over to her cabinet of potions, Pomfrey grabbed several seemingly at random and poured them straight into Lily's mouth, who in turn woke up coughing violently. "Oh, dear. Oh, dear. That wasn't supposed to happen." She murmured as she forced Lily to lay down. Grabbing her wand, she outlined a shape on Lily's forehead.

Smiling weakly, Lily turned to James. "That- that-was some-" she coughed, "some good fighting, Potter." She began hacking just as viciously as before, but Pomfrey poured another potion down her throat and Lily settled back into the bed and closed her eyes, still smiling.

"What was that, Mademoiselle Pomfrey?" James asked curiously. Never had he seen Lily look so sweet, so innocent, so without care.

"A potion for a dreamless sleep." James continued to stare at the one who had called him a good fighter.

"Come on," Pomfrey pointed at the door. "to bed, Mr. Potter! I'm sure the Headmaster will be wanting a word with you in the morning!"

"Uh… Mademoiselle Pomfrey?" he asked quickly.

"Yes?"

"I'm not sure that will work."

"And why not?"

"Dumbledore – I mean Professor Dumbledore – cast this spell on us. We- Lily and I- can't be very far away from each other."

"Reinci, you mean?"

He stared at her, stunned.

"Ahhh… he did that to me in my day. To me and Jenna Wilkins. I believe it happened to him as well."

James face broke into an eager grin. "Could you tell me how to break it? Not that Evans and I don't want to be together for the rest of eternity and all, but still!"

She raised her eyebrows. "It works differently for every person."

"But how do you break it?"
"It breaks differently for different people. For me and Jenna, it was that we had to learn to be friends. I don't know what it was for Dumbledore."

Reluctantly, James sat down on a bed. "Good night."

"Chin up. It's always brighter in the morning." With that, Pomfrey left the wo in the Wing as she went to her private quarters.

She smiled at me. James dozed off into a happy, dream-filled sleep.

A/N: Kinda short, I know. And sappy. There will be action in the next chapter, and I can promise you that L&K won't be like this in the next chapter… yeah. R&R! Let me know what you think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!