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She stifled a giggle. She had been in the hydrangea bushes for nearly thirty minutes now. Overall, Lily thought she should have been given an award on her idea of a hideout.

"Lily Evans come out now!".

Lily grinned. He was close now. From a distance, she could see his gray and faded trainers near the lawn mower.

James, unbeknownst to this, had been searching the yard high and low. He found himself growing tired and turned to sit on a rather unusual object he did not know the function of. It was then he heard a rustling of leaves. He silently stood and walked over to an unusual looking bush underneath an open window.

"Where are you Lily? Can't seem to find you anywhere..."

Lily held her breath now; she could not risk being heard. He was too close. She waited, silently praying he didn't notice her sitting within the flower bed. But to her dismay, in one sudden movement, James had crouched down to come face to face with a pair of green eyes.

"Aha! Finally found you didn't I!"

As if waiting for this signal Lily sprang to her feet.

"Bloody hell James, took you long enough! I've been waiting there for nearly thirty minutes!"

He went to stand as well. "I just...wasn't looking hard enough...that's all."

"Yeah sure. Let's go for a walk before it gets dark."

"Alright. I've got to be home by then anyway." He pulled on his jacket, noticing how cold the day had become. He watched Lily pull on her sleeves, then look towards the houses nearby. They began to walk in silence. Whether it was an uncomfortable silence, neither knew. He wondered what she was thinking; the answer came to him in almost an instant.

"Something happened today James. I didn't tell you...but I think I need to now."

He stopped walking and looked directly at her, curious about her next sentence. "Go on."

"This is going to sound so stupid to you, but something weird happened today. I was just sitting there, having breakfast this morning when Petunia started harassing me about my clothes. She said I had no style whatsoever. You could not believe how mad I was at her."

She paused, taking a breath before continuing.

"I just sat there, so bloody mad I couldn't see straight. And then...," she stopped again looking penetratingly on the floor.

"And then what Lily?"

"Well...okay don't get weirded out or anything okay? Promise?"

"Yeah I promise." Nothing was quite unusual anymore to him. The wizarding world he grew up in could be described as just that; unusual. Not that he could explain that to her, of course.

"So there I was just...filled with fury ready burst when all of the sudden...Petunia just disappeared."

"What?" he asked, clearly confused.

"It was only for second. Then she appeared again. I didn't know if I just imagined it or not. I was probably just tired or something. I really didn't get any sleep from the night before. It sounds crazy I know. Just forget it."

His expression was emotionless. There are always signs to the first stages of magic. He just couldn't succumb to the fact that she had did it. Magic? Lily Evans? Not possible. She was a muggle. There was no question to that in his mind.

"You were probably just imagining things Lily. You were mad, and really didn't want her there, that's all."

He began walking again, as did she. They stayed in silence for awhile, until Lily spoke again.

"I wish it could have actually happened though.," she said and smiled.

"Yea me too. Nasty wanker."

It was true. Petunia could be defined as evil in its purest form. Always finding the worst in people and then shoving it in there faces. James had despised her from early on, when she decided that his hair looked like a bird's nest. There was a general assumption that Petunia had no friends, and that assumption had never been questioned by anyone.

"Thanks," Lily replied almost inaudibly.

"For what?"

"For not thinking what I was saying was total bullocks, that's all."

He looked at her, a smirk playing on his lips. "I never said I didn't."

She hit him playfully, then spoke. "Shut up. It's getting late, we better head back."

"Yeah, alright."

They walked slowly back to the house, only speaking when it was needed, or at least when spoken to. When they finally reached the door, the sky had become a sea of darkness.

"Guess it's time for me to head home then," he replied, almost sadly.

"Yea, I guess so. Goodnight James." She gave him a brief hug then turned to face her door.

"Goodnight Lily. Sweet dreams." She turned again, flashing him a smile. Then she grabbed the doorknob, and walked into her home.

James walked down the path, thinking about the events of the day. The one thing he kept repeating in his mind was Petunia's little disappearing act. He knew it couldn't have been real, even if he wanted it to be, so he pushed it out of his mind. The night was over, and he knew he had to go home. Besides, he wanted to get a little practicing on his broom before he went to bed anyway...

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