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Chapter Four

They all went downstairs to the living room, where they found Mr. Potter, the Minister of Magic. He was sitting on the sofa with a couple of other important looking men in expensive cloaks.

"Ah, the children are here," Mr. Potter stated to his guests. Mr. Potter was a tall, fat man with a ruddy face, a shiny forehead a head full of shiny dark gray hair, and a constant good humor. Mr. Potter and his guest rose up.

"Children, this is Mr. Mitchell," he informed, indicating to a young, lanky man with already graying hair and thick-rimmed black glasses. "He is the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

Mr. Mitchell shook hands with Lily and the boys, leering at them. Lily could smell onion on his breath, but she kept a straight face and firmly planted the smile on her face.

"And this," continued Mr. Potter, gesturing to a short, squat man wearing a very serious expression. "This is Mr. Herrera. He is the Head of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures."

"Call me Kirby." offered Mr. Herrera in a deep tone. Upon hearing Mr. Herrera's first name, Lily had difficulty keeping her straight face.

"This is my son, James." said Mr. Potter.

"Ah, yes. I recognize him. We had a few...disagreements, upon our last meeting." replied Mr. Herrera, giving James a stern, knowing look. James blushed and averted his eyes.

"Uh, yes. And these are his schoolmates, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, and Lily Evans."

"Black, eh? I've had the pleas...I've met your parents briefly." told Mr. Mitchell with a weak smile.

Sirius nodded understandingly, then placed his hands in his pockets and bowed his head. Even though they were wealthy and well-respected members of the pureblood society, Sirius had always been ashamed of them. He hated when anyone mentioned them, and he hardly went to public places with them when he was younger.

"Evans." Mr. Herrera repeated aloud. "Are you related to Mr. Rogan Evans?"

"Erm...no, sir. My parent's names are Jacqueline and Ian, sir, I think. Unless they have double lives, sir, and they have another family, and they've been lying to me this whole time!" Lily answered hotly. She quickly became conscious of the fact that everyone in the room was now staring at her. "Erm...no, sir. I'm Muggleborn." she finished awkwardly.

Mr. Herrera looked at her as if she were crazy. Lily blushed, and mimicked James, averting her eyes. She and James stole a glance and grinned nervously.

Mrs. Potter arrived in the living room, announcing that the dinner was almost ready, and that they should take their seats at the table in the dining room.

They all filed out of the living room and walked down the corridor. Lily could hear samples of all the conversation through the echoing walls.

"...you've been working so hard, lately, dear..."

"...and so I told him that if the rate didn't increase by at least 2..."

"...so when he was in the right position, I threw the water balloon on him..."

Lily just walked silently with James, thinking about the day's events...more importantly, the book. She knew that James was thinking about the same thing as her. She could just feel it. That was one thing she loved about James; she felt more connected to him than with Remus or Sirius. She knew when he was angry or happy. He didn't need to verbally tell her, or even use body language. Lily could just feel it radiating off of him. It was totally weird, but kind of neat.

When they arrived to the grand, lavished dining room, Lily took sat two seats away from one head of the table. Mr. Potter and Mrs. Potter always sat at each end of the table. Lily would look up from her plate sometimes and find them sharing a secret smile. Lily thought it was pretty.

Sirius took a seat next to Lily, and James sat on her other side. Across from James sat Remus, and across from Lily was Mr. Mitchell. She frowned slightly. Lily wasn't quite sure whether she liked him or not. There was just something about him that unsettled her.

"Lily!" she heard Sirius cry. "Pass the mashed potatoes!"

"Oh!" she stammered, grabbing the bowl. She reached over her head, but her elbow knocked into the gravy boat. It spilled onto her nice white pants, scalding her skin, sending her knee flying straight up, hitting the table and shaking it. The sugar shaker fell over. Once again, everyone was staring at her. Mrs. Potter wearily rubbed her forehead. She had been used to Lily's accidents.

"Sorry!" she blurted out. "I'll clean it up!"

She hurriedly picked the empty gravy boat off the floor, grabbed her napkin and started wiping the gravy off the floor.

"I am so sorry!" she said, her emerald eyes sparkling with tears. "Please don't make me go back home!"

"Lily, of course we're not going to send you home!" exclaimed Mrs. Potter. But it was too late, because Lily had already ran out of the room.

"Lils?" asked a voice gently from outside Lily's bedroom door. Remus slowly opened the door. Lily was lying on her bed, sniffling, her face buried under the pillows.

"Are you okay?"

Lily sat up straight, rubbing her face. Her eyes were red and puffy, contrasting oddly with her green eyes.

"Yes," she sobbed.

"Erm...James and Sirius went to bed, and I was wondering what is wrong with you."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. Lately, you've been...weird."

Lily rolled her eyes in some pathetic attempt to prove she didn't know what he was on about.

"I'm bloody fine." she stated.

"Sure. Can I ask you a personal question?"

Lily blinked.

"Are you pregnant?"

"What!"

"Well, it's just that the last time my mum was pregnant, she was behaving like you."

Lily threw her pillow at his head.

"Of course I'm not pregnant, you daft git! I'm only fifteen. And besides, who would I get pregnant by?"

"Ja—I don't know!"

Lily eyed Remus suspiciously.

"Who is 'Ja'?"

"Erm...uh...Jacob Rollins."

"He's a second year, you perv! GET OUT!"

A/N Well, I hoped you liked it. It was a really random chapter that is totally irrelevant to the plot, but I am listening to Kylie Minogue, so don't say I didn't warn you. Please review, because if you do then...something good will win happen to you. Yeah. So do it...not that! I mean, review. Because it makes me happy. And when I'm happy, I get motivated to write more. And don't even roll your eyes and say that you don't care if I don't ever updated, because if you didn't, then you wouldn't have made it to chapter four! Oh yeah, and if you review, I will write you a little note in the next chapter, if you like that sort of thing like me.