Chapter 5, Organizing

"Hey Potter, c'mere for a second," said Lily from the couch. She was facing the fire and didn't look up from it to see if it was James.

"Evan's, God, you scared me half to death, D'you have eyes in the back of your head or something? What do you want?" asked James walking over to her, then plopping down on the couch.

"No, and we have to plan this stupid ball, any ideas."

"Wait a sec. What do you mean by 'stupid ball', most girls I know are totally psyched about it."

"Well, I'm not most girls, any ideas?"

"Not really… but we could have sculptures of some sort, Chocolate swans, and a fountain that shoots chocolate syrup or something liquidy that tastes like chocolate."

"Or, we could have something normal, like floating mistletoe," mocked Lily.

"Oh sure mock me, mock me and all of my imagination."

"Whatever, how many Christmas trees are we putting up?"

"Twelve, thirteen counting the teachers tree."

"Formal?"

"Yes."

"Poop," said Lily under her breath, "Dress robes?"

"It doesn't matter, what about the people who want to go home and spend the holidays with their families?"

"Simple, we will schedule it for the day before they have to leave for the train ride home," explained Lily writing down everything they decided on.

"Can we put fake snow on the floor, and hang icicles from the ceiling?" asked James hopefully.

"Yes Potter. What should we do for food?"

"Er… how about we have the entire dinner and desert and dance combo in the hall, cause everyone will be there."

"Dates?"

"What about 'em?"

"Do we need dates Potter? Geeze."

"Yes."

"What about the first years, seems a little inappropriate for them, doesn't it."

"Yes, then people can come alone, and if they wish they can leave after they've had their dinner, if they don't want to attend."

"Okay sounds good, we just have to hold a meeting to see if any have a disagreement about anything. We also have to find out what they are giving as their contribution."

"I'll tell the Slytherins, and the Ravenclaws. You tell the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindor," stated Lily.

"Why can't I tell the Slytherins?" whined James.

"I thought that was an obvious matter, guess I was wrong. Potter you'd just go over and hex them, then you would tell them about the meeting," explained Lily making sure she put the emphasis on then, "So you see the better path that you should take now."

"But-"

"A-ba-bab-pa-! but nothing. You tell Hufflepuff and Gryffindor got it. Tell them we meet in the Room of Requirement twenty minutes after lunch."

"Yes Lily."

"James and I got together last night and made a list of things for the ball. We want to see if you have any disagreements about it, and to find out what your contribution to the ball is," explained Lily passing out what she wrote to everyone, she provided copies for everyone by using a simple coping spell.

"What does 'muggle/wizard attire' mean?" asked a Slytherin with a confused expression on his face.

"The muggle children can wear either muggle or wizard clothing, and vice-versa.

"Uh, what about the music?" asked the sixth year Ravenclaw.

"That's my contribution. I thought that it might be nice if we have muggle music," Lily told everyone, "I'll find some wizard music if you want."

"Nah, let's go with the muggle. It would be a nice change, and all the muggle born kids would have a blast with it," said a fifth year Hufflepuff prefect, "by the way I'll conjure a chocolate fountain as my contribution."

"Sure but-"

"HEY! How come Charlie Weasley gets to conjure up chocolate fountains but when I ask it's 'No!'" pouted James.

"Be careful James, I think I see girls drooling like mindless idiots over you," countered Lily.

"Shit, where?" he yelled bolting to the nearest object to hide behind, which happened to be Lily.

"Get off Potter, I was only joking."

By that time every single person in the room was laughing, some were rolling on the floor. "Well I'm going to take this and run it by the Headmaster, coming Potter?" said Lily over the crowd of laughing people.

"Yeah, why not."