a/n: Thanks for the reviews, to those who REVIEWED (if you know the true and decent meaning of the word). FYI, I have a friend named Kristanna. So, it's not really weird. Oh well, no time for the name stuff. Here's the next chapter!

CHAPTER 11: AREN'T YOU GOING TO SPEAK?

"Good evening," McGonagall greeted as the Head Boy and Girl entered the room. Lily was silent as ever, and she zipped her mouth as she saw Snape, who was the Slytherin's prefect (okay, I invented that), sitting on a corner. Really, they would have to wait until midnight and midnight is about five hours away.

James was looking disgusted as he laid his eyes on Snape, who didn't seem to notice the trouble.

"So, report the trouble now," McGonagall said after he long speech preceding the real meeting now. "The students aren't acting that fine. They are subdued…"

Lily closed her mouth as though her words were forcing out of her mouth. "Aren't you going to talk?" a prefect asked.

Lily made sounds through her pursed lips but not near to speaking. "Miss Evans," McGonagall repeated once again. "Please start talking or you'll receive detention."

Lily widened her eyes. Of course, she would rather kiss a frog rather than destroying her records by one stupid detention.

It took her five minutes before she talked. In those five minutes, she kept on glancing her watch, secretly praying that time would fly and set itself past midnight.

She opened her mouth reluctantly, shooting glances at Snape. James looked at her jealously, and then shifted his face to Snape, who didn't seem to know this.

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"I wonder what is happening to them," Sirius sighed, lying stomach-flat on the common room couch. "Hmm… I think I know what to do. Accio vial," he said, pointing his wand to the spiral staircase of the boys' room.

Kristanna looked at him with surprise. "It was months ago when I gave you this potion that sees everything Lily does," she said. "I never thought you'd remember!"

Sirius handed her the potion. She threw the potion to the air, the liquid turning to dust and revealing a small circle of mist. With a flick of her wand, a scene appeared. There was Lily, James, and the faculty room.

"This is going to be fun," Kristanna said.

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Lily looked around her as though she's going to puke. She slowly formed a shape on her lips but no sound came out. James looked at her and shook his head, urging her not to speak.

"Miss Evans?" McGonagall repeated once again. "We need your report now."

Lily opened her mouth once again. However, she looked green after doing so, as if she swallowed some chemical.

"Maybe she's sick," a Hufflepuff prefect suggested.

Lily nodded slightly. How fortunate of her. "Mr. Potter, please accompany Ms. Evans to the Hospital wing.

James nodded and held Lily's hand to get her out of the room. At first, there was an electric reaction and Lily shot a death glare towards James. James smiled playfully before going out and closing the door.

They walked along the corridor, aware of the thing that could happen to the two of them if they returned to the common room. Of course, a portrait will report them to the Heads and they'll be in steaming hot chocolate. So they had no choice but to continue to the Hospital wing where Madam Pomfrey was, almost sleeping with her elbows on the desk.

"What?" she asked groggily. Without waiting for a reply, she pinned the redhead to the bed and told James to sit down on the other side of the ward. With confusion, the two of them sat on the Hospital wing, staring at each other.

The time flew by, but they were still staring at each other. Madam Pomfrey came to ask them things. However, they did not speak a single word. Madam Pomfrey noticed that both of them were staring at the big clock at the top of the door. It was an hour before midnight.

After a few moments, Madam Pomfrey realized that there was something wrong with the couple. She tried sorts of spells, breakers, potions, and etcetera. No use.

Desperate problems need desperate measure so the nurse called some people to ask if they noticed something bad about Lily and James. Kristanna and Sirius were included in the small group. All of them shook their heads, telling Madam Pomfrey that the two were perfectly fine that morning.

Sirius frowned and thought of a way to make the couple talk before midnight strikes. Accidentally placing his hands inside his pocket, an idea struck him. From his pocket, he took a small tablet and called the attention of his girlfriend.

"What?" she asked, but Sirius pulled her out.

"This is my last supply," Sirius boasted.

"What is that?" Kristanna remarked. "What does that do?" she asked quite annoyingly.

"Watch," Sirius said as he shook the small bomb, "and learn."

Making sure that nobody was looking, Sirius threw the vial in an unnoticeable way. The bomb flew straight in front of the couple but because of its small, tablet size, it was not noticed. Then Kristanna saw it. There was a dark green smoke and Sirius whispered to her, "Pop goes the bomb!"

There was a spray of dark green smoke that filled the room. "Quick, the Bubble-Head Charm!" Sirius exclaimed, muttering the incantation on his head. Kristanna followed him and they made their way out of the room, now filled with complaints of students inhaling the smoke.

"Sei Aerel!" a voice shouted from behind. The smoke diminished, caught by a high breeze, and disappeared completely, but also enabling Kristanna and Sirius to lift their charm.

"I can't take this anymore!" Lily shouted, who happened to be the one who shouted the incantation.

Kristanna looked at the clock. With uncontrollable movements, Lily was forced to move out of her chair, she was rather dragged by that invisible force, and her face landed near James, kissing him instantly.

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Kristanna woke up to find that the points designated for each couple had been changed. The past days, Lily had campaigned against their points, causing their pair-up to go down. However, their unexpected act, witnessed by half the population of the Gryffindor common room, accompanied by their matchmaking club, caused a landslide victory. Kristanna and Sirius came close to them, with the other couple's great dismay. The Slytherins were still bullying persons to support their pair-up, with the great disagreement of Sirius.

However, Sirius still wondered what caused this victory.

"You dung brain," Kristanna said. "It is obvious that the kiss did its trick. Before, everyone thought that the Potter-Evans pair-up is just a huge joke in this castle but after that kiss, everyone believed that they are a couple-in-disguise," she explained.

"Couple in disguise?"

Kristanna clapped her hand on her forehead. "I think you have to absorb things better, Sirius Black. They're now thinking that their huge cat-and-dog fight is a farce to mislead people."
"I think I got it," Sirius said, though he did not really understand a thing.

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"Lily," Kristanna called out one night. "Where are you going?"

"Am I not entitled to go somewhere else?" she spat sarcastically. Maybe Lily's eyes darkened in that moment for she did not seem to notice that the chime she heard from the grandfather clock was the last struck of midnight. "I'm going for a walk," she said, opening the portrait door and disappearing out of sight.

"She's getting a little annoyed now. Is she pregnant?" Kristanna asked Sirius, who was reading a star chart. He merely shrugged and continued to munch on his muffins. "Where did you get that?"
"Obviously, in the kitchens," Sirius replied, his voice muffled with the bread he was eating.

Kristanna sighed as she took her quill and started to write again.

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"Going somewhere, Miss Evans?" the Fat Lady said, raising an eyebrow. Eventually, the portrait knew that this is the curfew time, and quite confused why the woman with the cleanest record was able to break that general rule. Lily, however, did not seem to notice.

She continued to walk around the floors of the castle. However, as she walked in the darkness with a dim light guided by her wand, she bumped to a figure.

"Who is that?" she called out, trying to calm her shaky voice. She decided to readjust her wand light and found James lying on the floor. Evidently, he fell facedown. With hesitance, Lily helped him up.

"Evans! What are you doing here?" James asked. "Don't you know that it's past midnight?"

Lily frowned because she was annoyed. Why? James imitated her bossy tone when she catches a person red-handed, and her favorite target was James Potter.

Lily immediately hid her shock. So, that was the reason why Kristanna and the portrait lady nosed in. "What are you doing here?" she managed to ask.

"Why do you care?"

"I think I have to go…" Lily started. However, there was a creak and a bang. Because of that, Lily ran towards the corridor door. It was locked. "We're stuck!"

James raised an eyebrow unexpectedly. "Are you really a witch or not?" Lily looked at him painfully; he knew that the girl was sensitive in those terms. "I'm sorry," he hastily explained.

"Alohomora," Lily said, pointing her wand on the lock. Thankfully, it opened. Then, as they opened the door, they heard a purr. "Oh no." She pulled James' hand and ran as though she will be dead by sunrise.

"Why are we running away from a cat?" James asked.

"Didn't you notice?" Lily asked him. "Never mind," she said. "Just run up to the portrait!"

They managed to run to the portrait door. James panted the password to the portrait but it remained shut. When the two of them finally managed to stand up straight, the two of them saw an empty frame.

"The Fat Lady has gone for a walk with Violet," an old man in an oval frame said groggily.

"Damn!" Lily said. "Now we're doomed…"

They heard another purr. Lily desperately tried to push the empty frame but as the cat went nearer, the shadow changed and it said, "Going for a night walk, Miss Evans, Mr. Potter?"

a/n: (sighing) Oh, I can't believe that I had experienced mental block for this story. Maybe I was concentrating more on my other one. Anyway, it is very dear for me to get a review. Thanks. Flames are welcome, 'cause I don't care about them. At least my review list goes long.