Yeah yeah, I know I'm really very late in updating this one, but I have my reasons. I was busy! I was really very very very very very very very very busy. Sorry to all my reviewers who were awaiting this chapter of mine. And I still must say that… I'm not getting enough reviews. Have you read my other story? It has around a hundred more reviews than for this one. I don't know what the problem is… I work equally hard on both of my stories… Oh well… read on:


'Now I think you must have something to say to Lily as well…' Sirius said to James.

'Yeah' said James, clenching his jaw.

Sirius was, at the moment, too happy to notice anything. And James clenching his jaw at the thought of talking to Lily was one of the many things Sirius failed to notice.

When they both reached the door to the Gryffindor common room, in which Lily had come in before them, so they wouldn't see her standing outside, Sirius took leave, saying:

'I think you may want to have some private conversation with her'

James remained silent, he waited until Sirius left. Then, quickly and quietly entered the common room, by giving the password to the portrait of the fat lady.

Lily was sitting on an armchair, her back towards the entrance and a parchment in her lap. An ink bottle and a quill were set on the table and she bent down to get something that had fallen down when James came in. Not noticing anyone's entrance, Lily carried on with whatever she was doing – by all means, this upset James more than anything.

James rolled his eyes disbelievingly, how could someone not notice another someone come into the common room? That was so totally impossible. Lily was clearly ignoring him and if James Potter hated something – it was, being ignored. He just wasn't used to it. He wasn't exactly an attention seeker, but he usually got all the attention he needed and more. Someone ignoring him was the worst thing possible. It made him feel like he didn't matter, or moreover, he didn't exist at all. What he did not know was that Lily hadn't really heard him come in. There was nothing phony about that.

Having no other way in mind, James came forward seated himself on his favorite, squashy armchair and simply looked somewhere ahead – into space.

Lily was so surprised, as she was no way expecting James to do so, that she dropped her ink bottle all over the reddish hearthrug that lay under the table she was working on. Flushing a deep crimson, she took her wand and pointed at the bottle. 'Accio bottle' she murmured and put it on the table. Muttering 'Scourgify' the cleaning spell, she cleaned up the mess she had made. Not knowing what to do, now that James was sitting two seats away from her, she wrapped up the letter-writing material and put it away.

James rolled his eyes again. She was so clumsy! And… she was acting so naïve now, as if she hadn't noticed him come in and… she just did that ink bottle thing to show how innocent she was. Whatever!

'Lily' said James suddenly, thinking that there was no time to be wasting on it anymore. Lily nearly jumped.

'I think … I think we should…'

Lily waited with baited breath. She did not know what to expect him to say. But being an optimistic, she thought he would go on to say: '…make up' or something like that. However, James's next few words proved her wrong.

'I think we should break up' he said finally. Lily was too shocked for words. For a few moments she simply stared at him. Then, finally finding her voice, 'What?' she gasped.

'I think you heard me' said James, looking hard at her.

'But James… I…' Lily started, the tears that had stopped because of Sirius brimming up in her eyes again.

'No, look! Although we can just make up and be happy – it's just not going to be the same thing again. Like it was before! I mean… I really had my doubts when you know… Padfoot and you. This is not how a relationship should be. I mean, trust is the basic thing, right? And its just not there' he ended painfully. Lily could see that it was as hurtful for him as it was for her.

'But I didn't doubt you one second' she protested. 'James… I thought everything was perfect!' she said, her voice starting to quiver dangerously.

'Yeah? Well… you were the one who thought I didn't give enough importance to you in the first place. You can't blame me!' James argued on.

'Well… you have to admit you were pretty loud there. And I was just angry 'cause of you shouting in front of everyone! I mean… that was rude, now wasn't it?' she said, her nostrils flared.

'Ok, so I'm short-tempered! So what? You see what I mean? We can't handle each others negative points, this just isn't right! We should learn to ignore them'

'So you're saying that you think I should've simply ignored your outburst over there and should have kept on talking with you like nothing happened? Don't you think I have a self-respect?' Lily screamed at him. 'And yes, I think you're absolutely right! We really should break up! I knew all you sissy popular idiots were the same. The same darn people, all of them. Too full of themselves to actually handle another person intruding in their life! I was right all along. I think I was just too generous to reject you then. I thought you were a changed person, but now I know how wrong I was. How freakin' wrong I was!' Lily shouted, her anger finally bubbling too high to do anything else but burst. 'Now if you'd please get out of my sight, I think I'd be able to refrain from killing you!' she screamed finally, sitting down and holding her head in her hands. Her face red from all the shouting and sweat running down the side of her face.


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Lizzi, Elizabeth: Hey there! new reviewer? Coolio! Hope you liked the story so far, I have tried to write and write and write and write and write… but sorry if I'm late. Slytherins are just meanies, they think that if they aren't having the chance to win, then Gryffindor certainly shouldn't win at all. And because of all the Gryffindor and Slytherin rivalry, they want the Gryffindor team degraded in front of the whole school so they can take over and be 'the popular ones' around, see? About the French school – you must be talking about Beauxbatons right? Well… at the moment, its not at a high enough standard to compete with Hogwarts and Durmstrang, and these two are the only two top schools in Britain – you get the point right? How did you like this chapter, hope you liked it, I tried my best. Review in and tell me how you liked it, any kind of suggestions on how to make my story better are welcome too.

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