Lily

'Potter, Evans, come with me.'

I followed McGonagall and saw Potter behind me. Oh right, he was head boy and I was still trying to get over my shock.

We stopped after about five minutes of walking in awkward silence and a raspy voce spoke.

'Password?'

McGonagall looked at us and said 'that's up to you two, so I'll leave you to it, goodnight.'

'Goodnight, professor.'

'Goodnight.'

I whirled around, I had once again forgotten about Potter.

'What do you want the password to be?' I asked. He shrugged and answered 'your choice.' I thought for a short second and then quickly raised my head 'Winston Churchill'.

I idolised him and it wasn't like his name was ever going to be thrown around, so it'd be a hard one to guess.

I turned and walked in just as the gargoyle in front of us slid to the side, revealing a door.

James

I pushed the door and gestured for lily to walk in 'after you' she rushed in but not before I saw a slight blush on her face.

I walked in after her and stared in wonder at the place before me. It was a cosy room; there was a table and chairs to one side, a sofa, two armchairs, a rug and a coffee table on the other, and a small kitchenette behind that.

In front of the rug was a fireplace.

At the back of the room were two staircases, one on each side. Lily ran to the right one so I went to the left.

I opened the door and marvelled at what I saw. It looked just like my room back home. Perfect.

Lily

I stepped into my room and my eyes widened, it was my room, I smiled and looked around, yep, definitely my room.

My eyes swept around the room and I saw a door, I opened it to reveal the most amazing bathroom I had ever seen, and then, I saw the other door, I watched as the doorknob slowly turned and I watched, in horror, as James Potter walked in. our eyes met and at that moment, I knew he was going to make this hell for me.