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JANUARY 13 FOURTH YEAR
Lily found Shawn, Jay, and Evan sitting in their normal spots in the common room. She sat down next to them, trying to look normal. She kept hearing people's voices, as if they were sitting right next to her. But she'd look up, only to find herself alone. Can you say 'schizophrenic'.
"Hey Shawn," said Evan. "What's up with you? You haven't been dating much lately." It was a random, plain old conversation starter. But Shawn panicked.
"I-I've been dating…" she said nervously.
"Yeah," said Jay. "But normally, you're snogging with a different guy every night. I've noticed you've been doing a lot less snogging, a lot more sneaking off when you think we're not paying attention.
Lily's own attention was caught. She looked at Shawn curiously. And heard Shawn's voice in her head, though her lips didn't move.
"I'm a very dead Slytherin if they find out I'm snogging Sirius Black."
"You're snogging Sirius Black!" yelled Lily, startled.
"WHAT!" yelled both the guys.
Shawn's jaw dropped. "How could you know that?"
"You ARE?" shouted Jay.
"Uh, you… you thought it, didn't you?" asked Lily.
"Thought what?" asked Shawn, MORE than a little freaked out.
"I think your exact phrasing was 'I'm a very dead Slytherin if they find out I'm snogging Sirius Black."
"How the hell could you know that if she thought it?" asked Evan, interested.
"I have no sodding clue."
"You can read minds," Jay mused. Shawn was glancing around nervously, looking for a good escape route while they weren't paying attention to her.
"Which means you need to have a visit with the old crackpot," said Evan, grinning.
"Dumbledore," said Lily, shuddering.
"I'll take you," said Jay. They left together, Jay practically dragging his friend.
"So. You're really dating Sirius Black?" asked Evan.
A/N: I'm SORRY! That's like the shortest chappie I've ever written! Sorry?