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The Wind Through My Hair

Lily had hardly gotten any sleep the previous night, due mostly to the fact that she only had a few hours to sleep because of her prank-pulling. But, even in those few hours, she hadn't slept a wink. And, when her eyes had finally closed, and she had slept about a good half hour, Lily could already feel the hands of her roommate shaking her awake.

"Lily! Lily, wake up!" Sarah shouted. "Lils it's time for breakfast, and then, we've got to go see the Quidditch match! It's this morning, Lils, us against Slytherin, of course." Lily simply rolled over, and after much persistence from her friends, she finally rolled onto her back and opened her eyes just slightly.

"Don't call me Lils..." she muttered, and stumbled out of bed. Lily went into the bathroom and washed her face. She looked in the mirror, and saw that she looked horrible. There were dark circles under her eyes, her hair was a huge knot, and her skin had the sort of dull glow you get from lack of sleep. Despite all of this and how groggy she felt, Lily couldn't help but crack a grin when she realized just why she looked so horrible. Lily Evans looked horrible because she had been out pranking the Slytherins, with the Marauders. That had a nice ring to it.

After washing her face and getting dressed, Lily found she wasn't very tired after all, and actually felt really alive. "Gee Lily, you look awful, but you sure are happy...Did you get enough sleep last night?"

"Well...no, I'd say not. No more than an hour, I'd say," Lily tried to say casually, as the entered the Great Hall.

"Uh, why?" asked Diana. She had a suspicious look on her face. Before Lily could answer though, Lily felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around lazily, to find a group of about five or six angry looking Slytherins.

"Look, Evans, it took all of us about an hour to get out of our Common room, and I'm still feeling dizzy!" exclaimed Georgiana O'Brian.

"Yeah, and our Quidditch team probably feels sick right about now from all those disgusting colors!" said Andy Sexton.

"Yes, the Marauders have the nerve to transform our common room into some sort of circus!"

"And, what would you like me to do about it?" Lily asked. They all looked at each other expectantly. What did they expect her to do about it? They had only gone to her because she was seen hanging out with the Marauders more and more, and because Remus was no where to be seen that day, Sirius and James had already been up for hours practicing, and Peter...well, no one really wanted to talk to Peter. So, they immediately went to Lily Evans.

"Well, you are a prefect, aren't you?" asked Will Stark, his voice full of arrogance. Probably more so that Potter ever was--and that, my friends, is a lot.

"Yes, but, again, what do you want me to do?" asked Lily. Stark was making her nervous; he sounded all business.

"Well, you're the prefect. You should know what to do. Or are you an idiot like the rest of them?" he asked.

"Why don't you ask the Head Boy and Girl? They'll probably know. Or you're head of house should know what to do with your retarded common room," said Diana.

"Yeah, I'm wondering why you guys never noticed your common room was multi-colored in the first place...I would've told the Professors or something to change it right away," said Sarah.

"Whatever," said Venus Parkinson. "Let's go and watch our team win today." They all left, very grumpy, but not as mean as usual. They were probably still dizzy from leaving their common room.

"What exactly happened?" asked Diana, and Lily went off on her long tale. She explained every detail and every passing second. Lily was still feeling the adrenaline from the night before. She seriously had never felt that way before, and her heart had never been beating so fast. Except maybe when she had forgotten her homework and she had to tell the teacher, but that was a whole different feeling entirely. When Lily had finished talking, James and Sirius dragged into the Hall and plopped down at the table, and began stuffing food into their mouths. They were absolutely ravenous.

"So...hungry...tired...practicing...all...morning..." said a Sirius, in-between chewing.

"Man, I am sho hungree, ish reediscoolesh!' said James, not even pausing between chews. His hair was completely windswept, yet he put his hand in his hair to ruffle it more.

"Ugh, stop!" Lily said in disgust. "Don't talk with your mouth full and don't mess up your hair!"

"POTTER! BLACK! GET OUT HERE NOW!" yelled a ferocious looking being by the name Charlie Weasley, who burst in at that moment. "The game starts in TEN MINUTES! And you two are in here stuffing your faces! You've already had enough resting time! COME OUT HERE NOW!" he yelled, completely irrational.

"Alright! We're coming! God! You're so psycho, Charlie, just breathe," said Sirius.

"Yeah, completely mental!" said James.

"Just get. out. here. NOW!" Yelled Charlie. They scrambled to their feet and followed Charlie briskly out the door.

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Even though Lily had gotten outside late, Diana, Sarah, and her had gotten fairly good seat. They had a good view of the pitch, and had only one blind spot, which was way below them, where the players hardly ever went. The players were circling the field, warming up for the upcoming game. Lily looked at Sirius and saw he was not circling, but had stopped at one of the stands and was talking to a girl. Obviously flirting, as Weasley came over to yell at him more. James was on his very expensive broom, though Lily couldn't distinguish one from the other. He was flying quickly around the pitch in fluid-like motion, swiftly passing by everyone. He really did look handsome with his hair blown back from his face, the wind running through his hair and catching his breath.

"Lily Evans, you did not just think that," she said. However, she did feel a bit of longing as he flew over them all. Lily wished she could fly well too. It looked very nice, and the wind felt pleasant blowing all around her. It gave her a feeling in her stomach similar to that of last night...

The players got into position, seekers at the top, ready to search for the snitch, and the rest of the team in formation below. Weasley shook Gunther's hand, though he had a very pained look on his face while doing so, and then, the whistle was blown. The game began...

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Lily sauntered into the common room, where everyone was celebrating the Quidditch win. They had only lost one match so far that year, and it was against Ravenclaw. There was a huge crowd in the middle of the room, where James and Sirius were in the middle, no doubt. Smoke was rising up from the middle of the group, and the odd smell of burning rubber was present. Lily arched her eyebrows and began to get irritated. They were pulling some kind of stunt again.

Lily walked up to the circle of people and began pushing people out of the way. "Excuse me...move...excuse me...yeah...okay, GET OUT OF THE WAY!" she yelled, finally pushing through a large barrier of people.

"What ARE YOU DOING?" she asked, after seeing just exactly what they were doing. James and Sirius were sitting on opposite ends of the table, playing poker. James hands were blackened with soot, and Sirius's were sparkling clean.

"Hah, Jamesie Wamsie! Gotcha again! Royal Flush!" said Sirius, gloating. James rolled his eyes and put down his cards, which were completely unmatching and useless. He set the cards down, and the set on fire immediatly, after squeaking, "You're burned, Loser!"

"I'll show you Royal Flush..." said James, taking out his wand and squirting water all over Sirius. Sirius barked out loud and made to draw his own wand.

"STOP! You two are so immature! Both of you! Detention for gambling and using dangerous cards!" said Lily forcefully. She couldn't believe the nerve of those two. "Everyone! Scatter! NOTHING to see here!" she said, as everyone grudgingly trudged away.

"Detention?" they both asked. "Er...Lily..." said James.

"James, maybe you should have a talk with Lily about the rules," said Sirius. "After all, she's your girlfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend," growled Lily. James ignored it and grabbed her arm, dragging her toward the portrait hole. "Where are we going?! It's...it's too late to be out! And we've already pulled a prank. We don't have to pull anymore," Lily said nervously. As much as she liked pulling pranks, she couldn't bear getting caught. She was still very paranoid.

After they walked a while, James stopped and said, "Lily. There are a few unwritten rules about being a Marauder. If you want to be a Marauder, you can't give us detention. You can't rat us out. You can't talk to other people about our holy Marauder secrets...er...there are a lot of others, but like I said, we didn't write them down. So, I'm not remembering it all."

Lily rolled her eyes, "That is so lame."

"It is not!"

"It definitely is."

"It's not as lame as you are," said James.

"Well, I'm not lame, so that's a bad comparison." said Lily.

"Well, it's definitely not lame."

"Yes, those rules are so lame, no wonder Remus never gives you detention," said Lily.

"Oh yeah? Well, name something our rules are lamer then," he said.

"Hm... it's lamer than you!" she said.

"What's lame is your insulting abilities..."

"Fine...it's lamer than the Slytherin Quidditch team!" Lily shouted, in attempt to make an un-lame comeback.

"Hm, harsh! Does that make the Gryffindor Quidditch team not lame, at all? Spectacular in fact? Especially a certain chaser?" James wiggled his eyebrows.

"Well...er..." Lily blushed. "Yes...I suppose you weren't bad at flying. I was watching you...wish I could fly like that myself," she said, embarrassedly.

"Really? You think I fly well?" he asked.

"Yeah. You fly a heck of a lot better than me. It looks really fun," she said.

"Well...I could teach you..." James was now blushing slightly too.

"Teach me?" Lily was confused. Teach her what? Certainly not flying...

"Teach you how to fly, nitwit," he said. "But only if you follow the Marauder unwritten rules."

"Er...okay, then. Tomorrow...in the afternoon? Meet me in the Common Room at 3?" asked Lily. She thought she was getting the better end of the stick. Lily definitely did not know all of the rules, since they were unwritten, and plus she was get to fly a broomstick. That sounded like fun. They nodded, and walked back together the common room in companionable silence.

A/N: Sorry this chapter kind of sucks, but I had to put it in order to lead up to another event: Lily learning how to fly! Exciting, no? Just you wait...

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