Chapter 35

The next day…at 2:00 in the morning?

"Lily!" James called up the stairs to the girl's dorm.

"WHAT?" She answered sleepily.

"I don't feeeeeeeeeeeel good."

"I'm sorry. Go back to bed."

"But my… Tummy! It hurts!" he groaned.

Lily rolled her eyes and traipsed downstairs in her nightgown.

James was sitting on the landing between the two sets of stairs, leaning against the wall, and looking pitifully up at Lily.

She giggled, "Aww, did poor whittle jamesie eat too many kisses?"

James nodded and rubbed his stomach.

Lily sat down beside him and he laid down, his head in her lap. "I don't feeeeeeeeeel good."

"Madame Pompfrey?"

"NOOOOOO!"