Chapter 42
Lily looked up, "The cheese, darling?"
James nodded. "Yes. The cheese."
Lily held her wand, poised in a pointing fashion. "What kind?"
"Umm… American please."
"Ah, daring to be different I see."
Lily conjured a block of cheese.
James bit off a chunk and looked at Lily's mail, "Anything good? Bad? New? Old?"
Lily shook her head, "Someone's concocted a new potion for Remus' fluffy little problem. Something in place of the Wolfsbane that nobody can brew." She said, scanning over an article in the daily prophet.
James sat up, interested. "Really?"
Lily nodded her head, "Says here that it can be added to any drink."
