A/N: This is getting to be a sort of pattern, isn't it? Leaving cliffies, I mean. You're so evil, Winky, but I tried my best!

Disclaimer:

Dobby: I is owning many socks and many woolly hats, but I is not owning Mr. Harry Potter sir.

Winky: I is agreeing with Dobby except for that hats/socks comment.

Dobby: There's nothing wrong with hats and socks!

Winky: hic I never said there was!

Kreacher: I is delet-

Winky: hic Oh, not you again!

muffled screams and a thud, then silence

Dobby: Ahem…now, onto the story!

Chapter Four – We Really SHOULD be More Careful With the Doors

End of Chapter Three

But there was another door by the side of the bathroom.

What was that there for?

Lily cautiously pulled it open, but at the same time someone pushed it open, so the result was Lily being knocked onto her back, and the person being knocked on top of her.

Lily opened her eyes.

The REAL start of Chapter Four

I wonder where that door leads to, thought James. He pushed it open at the same time that someone on the other side pulled it. As a result, he ended up on top of them.

Seeing a pair of green eyes open, he hurriedly got off her. "Sorry, Lil," he hastily. "I was just wondering where that door led to! I didn't mean for that to happen, honest!" He cringed, waiting for the blow to fall.

When Lily didn't start yelling at him, he opened his eyes. She wasn't even looking at him. She was examining the door. He thought he heard her mutter, "I'm going to permanently lock this thing," but wasn't really sure.

She sighed, finally looking at him. "Don't worry about it, Potter," she said. "It wasn't really your fault that somebody up there has it in for me." When he looked blank, she continued, "I mean, first I nearly have a heart attack, because I thought MALFOY was Head Boy, but it's you, which isn't much better. Not only do I have to be Head Girl with YOU as Head Boy, I have to share a dorm with you-"

James couldn't help feeling a little hurt. "Aw, come on," he said, "how bad could it be? Tell you what, how about I strike a deal with you?"

Lily narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "What kind of deal?" she asked, somewhat curious as to what he was talking about.

"YOU call me James and treat me like a friend, and- Wait!" he added hastily, seeing her open her mouth furiously. "And I'll refrain from asking out and bugging you in general for the rest of the year."

Lily considered it. On one hand, she'd have to be nice to Potter, but on the other hand, he would quit bugging her and asking her out.

"Deal…James," she said, holding out her hand. He grinned, shaking it.

"Now," said Lily in a businesslike tone. "If you'll excuse me, I need to try out my new on-suite bathroom." With that, she went back into her half of the dorm, shutting the door neatly behind her.

James sank onto his desk, his head hitting the table. I REALLY didn't need to imagine what Lily would look like in the bath…

Lily was happy.

Really happy.

Really really happy.

She had an on-suite! She had the softest bed imaginable! The only bad thing was, she would have to share the dorm with Po-James, remember to call him James!

Well, apart from the fact that she would no longer be in the same dorm as her friends.

She had flicked through some of the books and magazines in her room, and found them interesting. The books, that is. The magazines had mostly been Quidditch and broomstick ones. Though she enjoyed watching the game and was a staunch supporter of the Gryffindor team, she thought the whole thing was a bit overrated.

This had nothing to do with that fact that she suffered from vertigo and couldn't ride a broom to save her life.

Anyway, once she was done with her bath (though it was called a bath, it was the size of a swimming pool and had a gazillion taps) and had tried all the taps, she decided to go down to the Great Hall for dinner. When she exited the dorm into the study area, she noticed that Po-James had already gone down to dinner.

She walked down to the Great Hall, eagerly anticipating her meal. She had no sooner opened the door, when someone yelled, "FOOD FIGHT!"

Dobby: There you go, Winky, a nice cliffy for you, too.

Winky: hic Evil.

Kreacher: Hehe.

Winky: If Kreacher is lying beaten up in that sack where we left him, who're you?

Kreacher morphs into Dobby

Dobby: Haha, just messing around with Polyjuice Potion! Admit it, I scared you!

Winky: hic Creeped me out maybe, but never scared!

Dobby: Anyway, to our readers, please review!