Author's Note: Hey. Sorry at how short this is and how crappy it is. I really jsut wanted to get rid of it, becuase i want to move on with the story, and stupid filler chapters havet o occur so that the plot can get developed.

Anyways, here's the next chapter, and I hope you like it. Check out some of my other stories if you get a chance.

Tidal Waves

October 12

Wow! I have some awesome news! Hogwarts is having a Halloween dance! And Tidal Waves is playing!

Let me start at the beginning.

Dumbledore, in one of his fits of madness, decided that it would be a good idea for the school to have a dance to "raise the spirits of the general school populous," or some such thing. It's going to be on Halloween from 9:00 until 1:00 in the morning, and it's for fourth years and up. I am soooooo excited!

But wait! It gets even better! The Head Girl is a good friend of mine, and she talked Dumbledore into letting Tidal Waves play! Yes! Hold on a moment while I go do another happy dance. . . .

Back! And it gets even better! We're even going to get paid for it! Dumbledore called us (that is to say, the band) into his office after he announced the dance, and told us that he wanted us to play. He then went on to say that since we were getting paid to do gigs in Hogsmeade, and the school would normally pay for a band to play, he would pay us. Of course we accepted. We don't desperately need the money, but the exposure'll be awesome, and the money will help towards paying for the record that we want to make at some point in the near future.

This means that we're going to need to rehearse a lot more than we already do, because we need to be able to play a ton of songs, and some of our newer ones aren't exactly the greatest. But we'll get them down, because that's what we do, and it's what we love.

Lily

xoxox

October 16

Gah!

We were all in Transfiguration today, when McGonagall decided that we would learn how to do human transfiguration. We were supposed to try changing our nose into that of any animal we wished, and I wanted to try and change mine into a toucan's beak. Well, first thing I know, there's James and Sirius with their noses changed into a stag's and a dog's respectively. It didn't even take them a minute! McGonagall gave them ten points each for Gryffindor, and they looked rather smug for the rest of the class. I, however, had a few problems.

There I stood, in front of the mirror that was hanging on the wall, and try as I might, I couldn't get my nose to change. I was trying and trying, but still, no toucan beak appeared. I was about to scream in frustration, when who sidles into view, but James Potter himself, stag nose still in place. He grinned at my red face, and then proceeded to inform me that, if I wanted a toucan beak, I would be failing at my task for quite some time, because a toucan's beak is also it's mouth. He advised me to try something that was just a nose, like a pig, before he flounced off to talk with Sirius.

I glared after him for a while, before turning back to my mirror. I tried making my nose into a pig's and, lo and behold, it worked! Too bad that the suggestion had to come from James Potter, though. Else-wise I might have actually been happy about it.

Anyhow, I have band practice tonight, so I have to go finish my Charms homework. Professor Flitwick'll have my hide if I don't hand in my essay by tomorrow.

Lily

xoxox

October 17

That James Potter sure has a lot of nerve. You know what he did last night at band practice? Well, of course you don't, you're just a book. I'll tell you though, so that you can feel nice and involved.

Band practice was going well. We had gone through our old songs seamlessly, and we were working on a couple of the newer songs that we wanted to play for Halloween. We decided to have a conference on what we thought was wrong with the songs, so we all stretched out on the floor and tried to work out what was off. Sirius and Wyn got into a heated argument about one of the guitar riffs, and while they were arguing, James reached over and grabbed my rear. Just like that. He simply reached over, and gave my butt a squeeze.

I promptly slapped him, and asked him what the hell he was doing. The cocky bastard simply grinned, shrugged, and complimented me on my "nice and firm ass." His words, not mine.

The audacity! I was about to start yelling at him, when Sirius said "Let's try it again," and we all scrambled to get back to our instruments. Naturally, I tripped over my feet as I made my way to my drum set, and fell straight into James. He grinned at my scowl, and placed me back on my feet. I made a rude gesture at him, which only made him grin even more.

I hate him so much!

Lily

xoxox

October 21

Today was the best ever. Erica, Wyn and I were walking down the corridor to the Charm's classroom when who should appear but James and Sirius. Now normally, this would be my cue to say something rude and shove on past, but today, the circumstances were different. They were wearing pink tutus and pointe shoes. It was so cute.

Luckily for them, I had a camera in my bag. Some stupid little fourth-year thought it would be funny if he took photos up my skirt, so I gave the idiot detention and confiscated his camera. Anyways, I whipped it out, and started taking pictures. Sirius got into it and started doing pirouettes and jumping about like a loony. James, however, stood there and pouted.

Unfortunately for me, James doesn't pout like a normal person. No, he has to pout in this incredibly hot way that makes me want to go over and snog the living daylights out of him. However, he is an arse-grabbing prick, so that won't be happening in the near future, no matter how much I'd actually like to go do it.

But that was only the first thing that made the day so great. At lunchtime, they served fish and chips, which they haven't done in well over a year. Since fish and chips is probably my favourite thing to eat of all time, I was pretty excited. I think I ate three helpings. I love my awesome metabolism. I can eat huge amounts of food and never gain a pound. Sure, It'll probably catch up to me when I'm forty or something, but right now I don't care. Food good.

We had band practice tonight, and it went well. Except for when James grabbed my arse again. Twice. Honestly! Is there a sign on my behind that says "Grab me!"? Well, there isn't. I checked.

But you want to know what the really sad thing is? I kind of liked it.

Yeah. I know.

Sad, right?

Yup.

Well, I hear Wyn coming up the stairs, so I've got to stop for now, but I'll continue this discussion soon.

Lily