A/n: Sorry it has taken so long...I have had a writer's block for about a week, so. Here we go again, the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this- you should now that by now.
Chapter Four: Confused?
"Harry? Harry James Potter, get off my sister!"
James groaned; whoever was shouting did obviously not understand the phrase "sleep in". Just then, James realized that is wasn't his name that had been called, he wasn't in his bed, and he was laying on something not a pillow. His eyes flew open, taking in the situation around him.
What in Merlin's name was going on? Standing above him, his ears bright red and a frown on his face, was a tall and gangly red-headed boy. James glanced downwards; Lily was lying next to him and his arm around her waist and his head resting on her shoulder.
James immediately leapt up, ignoring for the moment the strange boy and even odder name. Lily would curse him to the next century if she knew he had been sleeping on her! Lucky for him, Lily didn't seem bothered by him leaping to his feet.
The next thing James noticed was that he wasn't even inside Gryffindor Tower. No, instead, he had spent the night sleeping in the small alcove by the Fat Lady's portrait, snoozing on the only one true love in his life. Things would have been grand if not for the strange boy, strange name, and his memory seeming to fail him at the moment.
What had happened last night? The only thing James could remember was the whole closet-ditching-from-Filch and the Fat Lady mixing up Lily's name. Well then-
"Harry, are you alright?" the boy asked again, raising an eyebrow. James nearly leapt out of his skin, forgetting the boy was still there. Merlin, he must have had something really weird to eat last night.
"Erm..," James mumbled. And where was the name Harry coming in? It was a nice name and all, but-Wait! Harry James Potter. That was the name the boy had yelled at first. James Potter- That's me!, thought James. Well then who's Harry?
Just then, Lily woke up. James and the boy both turned to look at her as she yawned widely, stretched, and finally opened her eyes. Then she froze mid-stretch, staring at the both of them.
"Uh, will you excuse us?" James asked the boy, helping a perplexed Lily to her feet. Without waiting for an answer, he ran down the hall, dragging Lily behind him by the hand. He had gone down two floors and over five corridors when he finally stopped for a breath.
"James, what is going on? Where are we going? Who was that boy?" Lily asked quickly, gasping between questions. James looked into her emerald green eyes, trying to decide what to tell her.
"The only thing I know at the moment is that we are going to go see Dumbledore."
A/n: Well, I hope you like it. If you are reading this, click the review button. Thanks to all who have reviewed so far!