I've rewritten this Chapter because after discussing it with one of my friends they suggested that I change what James and Davies bet. So that and the dialogue for that part have changed and almost everything else is the same.

Disclaimer: Everything you recognize belongs to J.k.Rowling. The only thing I own is character Falcon Davies and as for his broomstick, Comet is a Company J.K made up, but the model 220 is number I've come up with.

Chapter Two: The Bet For Broomsticks

James, Sirius, Remus and Peter sat drinking butterbeer in the crowded Three Broomsticks during one Hogsmeade weekend.

"You still dating Victoria Holder, Prongs?" asked Sirius.

"The one with the red hair and big-," began James but was cut off as Remus cleared his throat and nodded his head toward a table a few seats away where Victoria Holder sat, in perfect earshot.

"-personality?" finished James lamely.

Sirius snickered, "That's the one."

"Nah, broke it off the other day," said James.

"Merlin, Potter, If I had a galleon for every time I heard that," snorted Falcon Davies, walking toward them. He was the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain and seeker, popular among the students, good looking, and pompous.

"You could buy yourself a good Quidditch team then couldn't you?" said James.

Davies ignored James and said, "You couldn't keep a girl for more than a week if you had to."

"I would never have to," replied James smirking.

"Really? Not even if it meant the difference between losing and winning?" asked Davies coolly.

"It would have to depend upon what I was winning," said James.

"My Broomstick, but only if you agree to a wager, and only if you win," said Davies.

"And what would we betting about?" asked James.

"A girl, anyone I pick, and you have make her fall in love with you by the begging of may when N.E.W.T's start," answered Davies. "If you manage my Comet 220 is yours, and if I win, your Nimbus 1000 is mine.

James gave a snort.

"And why would I bet my Nimbus against your Comet, which is five years out of date?" asked James, raising an eyebrow. But he knew the answer, he knew it before he'd even finished asking it.

"Because, it's a challenge."

James stared down into his drink, small wisps of steam rising from it clouding his glasses. He sighed and looked at Davies, and then threw out his hand. Davies smirked, and stuck out his own hand, and they shook roughly.

xxx

It was a few days until James saw Davies and when he did, Davies was coming over during lunch in the Great Hall, a broad grin plastered on his face.

"I've found her," Davies announced.

James, Sirius, Remus and Peter looked up

"Who is it then?" asked James.

"Lily Evans."

Remus's head shot up, Sirius chocked on the pumpkin juice he was sipping and began coughing. Peter reached over and gave a hard thump on the back.

James stared at Davies in horror, and spluttered, "What! You can't mean her!" He pointed over a figure a girl with huge magnifying eyeglasses perched on her nose. The girl was talking to Professor McGonagall and saying, "I finished that essay you assigned early Professor, and wanted to give it to you. It's two more rolls than asked but I couldn't leave anything out. It was absolutely fascinating."

"I believe it is. So I would start saying your good-bye to that Nimbus," said Davies pleasantly, then with last smirk turned and walked away, a certain bounce in his step, leaving James rooted to his seat.

But as the day wore on a wonderful thought struck James. Lily had no friends, but she was probably dying to get one, and though she had never expressed much of a fondness for James, who could really turn down an offer from him?

xxx

As Lily made her way to Potions one afternoon, two familiar voices behind her caught her attention.

"I've spoken to her a few times, she's really nice," Remus was saying.

"Remus, will you shove off for a minute," groaned James.

"This is not a good idea, James," insisted Remus firmly.

James didn't respond to him but instead called out, "Oy, Evans!"

Lily turned around to face him.

"What?" she snapped.

"Hogsmeade weekend coming up. Go with me?" said James.

People around them stop the stare.

Lily stood shocked before regaining her sense, snorting, she replied coolly, "No."

She could almost her the onlookers mouth's dropping to the floor. Lily rolled her eyes and turned around continuing her way down the corridor but not before seeing James's equally stunned face.

Honestly, she scoffed inwardly. He's acting like he's never been turned down. I can't be the only girl with a head on her shoulders.

As she rounded the corner James came running after her, calling "Wait, Evans!"

He skidded to a halt in front of her blocking her way into the Potions classroom.

"I reckon I didn't heard you correctly," said James. "Did you say no?"

"I believe I did," said Lily. "Now, if you'd move."

And not waiting for him to do so, she pushed past him and entered the classroom, leaving James astounded for the second time that day.

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