"Lily-Flower, will you go to Hogsmeade with me next Thursday?"

Oh, how she ached to just slap that grin off his face. She had told herself she wouldn't ruin his newfound freedom and would act like his girlfriend.

"Sure Pot-, er, James."

She REALLY hated having to keep this up….but still, as his arm fell across her shoulders, she had to admit to herself…he didn't act QUITE as conceited as he had before.

Sirius, walking on James' other side glanced at his watch and exclaimed, "Oy! I'll be late to Flitwick! You and your GILRFRIEND can go saunter over to Slughorn now!" and he raced away.

James grinned. Lily glared. Now they had to walk together. WHY does the Black HAVE to shout everything??

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Slughorn was taking roll call when they entered. They were 2 minutes late (much to Lily's distress) due to the fact that WAY too many people had to stop and pointedly glare at her, or high-five James.

Needless to say, she tried to slip away as soon as they entered the dungeon room.

"Lily Evans! Right on time! Yes, I heard of your new relationship, you and James can be partners for today's experiment! Yes, yes. Kelly Hartjas? Here…"

The class collectively sighed. Everyone liked having Lily as a partner in Potionns. She was the best. In light of this, Slughorn usually switched her around with every person in the class. And now she was stuck with Potter.

Who beamed at the class.

"Today, you will be attempting to create the Invisblaty Potinsky, commonly called the "Invisible Potion". Not only does it make things that are dipped into it invisible, the potion itself is invisible! Ironic isn't it?" Slughorn laughed, oblivious to the dead silence that surrounded him as the 6th years contemplated what this could be used for…

"Now," continued Slughorn jovially, "that you have taken Potions for six years, I hope you realize the complexity of this assignment. I also hope that you have enough experience to know what action does what to help create a successful potion. Here are the ingredients and measurements-," he paused to swish his wand and a parchment with the names of the ingrediants and measurements appeared on each table as well as the ingrediants themselves and measuring equipment, "you have the entire Double period, as well as any other class time you may need this week."

Slughorn paused for effect.

"Begin."



Lily read over the parchment and carefully memorized it's contents. She then proceeded to measure out to the grain her Sand of Mummy, and carefully size up the unborn calf's udder slicing off cells for pete's sake before deciding it was close enough to the accurate amount.

Then, having successfully given herself WAY too much stress and tension, she rounded on James.

"Pot…JAMES! The very least you can do is lower the temperature while I dice this rat's liver!!" she hissed. James started and blushing slightly, hurriedly lowered the temperate beneath their cauldron.

Only to be yelled at for his trouble.

"Can you ee-van READ P—James? The list clearly states to lower it to from 97.6 degrees Fahrenheit, to 57.3. NOT 57!" she hissed again agitatedly, not moving from her position of measuring the liver-cubes and making sure that all sides (length, height and depth) were equivalent.

James smiled slightly and upped the fire's temperature another point 3 degrees. It was becoming easier and easier for Lily to call his "James" instead of

"POTTER!! LOOK OUT!!"

James looked around and ducked quickly as a small silver knife went flying through where his head had been a moment ago.

Slughorn slowly turned around in his classroom and stared pointedly at a small, quivering mass in the corner. "Miss Jorkins, would you like to say anything?"

Knowing class protocol, poor Bertha stood and whispered "I…I…I wanted to cut my things fasted professor."

Slughorn stared quietly. "Your brilliance almost cost a student his life, Miss Jorkins, may I ask, what House are you in?"

"H..Hufflepuff sir." Bertha looked close to crying.

"Bertha of Hufflepuff, you are prohibited from going to Hogsmeade for the rest of the year, and will be serving detention with myself and Professors Flitwick and McGonnagal AS WELL AS," he raised his voice over the fresh peals of anxiety and tears coming from the girl, "300 points from your House. Please Leave." He turned his back on her.

Bertha burst into sobs again, grabbed her things and barreled from the room.

As all this drama was unfolding, Lily had been quickly completeing her potion and during that awkward silence in the seconds following Bertha's departure, Lily rang the small bell on her table and announced, "I'm finished Professor."

Slughorns face now bore it's usual jovial attitude. "Well done Miss Evans, and Mr. Potter of course helped you, that's what a boyfriend is for of course, now please demonstrate the validity 

of your potion by dipping in this," here he brandished a small mouse (displaying it while the girls made a collective "how cute!") "into your cauldron."

Lily accepted the mouse and taking a deep breath, submerged the mouse into the cauldron. (She wore her dragon-hide gloves, (which, like the dragon they came from, were impervious to most spells))

When she brought her hand back up, she seemed to be holding tightly onto this air.

"BRAVO! BRAVO!" Slughorn applauded her and, stunned the rest of the class followed suit. Lily beamed apreciativly while James ran his hand through his hair.

"And now, Miss Evans, Mr. Potter, as the rest of the class has the whole week, you both now are free from Potions until Monday. Pack up now, don't waste it!"

In a daze, Lily and James packed up their belongings. She was in such a deep daze that she didn't realize she had allowed a grinning James to lead her somewhere until she saw a door was appearing in a wall and James was steering her through.

She was about to yell at him when she looked about the room and gaped.

"Potter, where have you brought me?"

Potter? What, now that we're alone she can't call me "James"? and I thought she was getting better about that.

He drew a breath, "This Lily-Flower," He announced to the other-wise empty room dramatically, "Is the Room of Requirement." He bowed and leapt, onto the nearby couch, landing in laying position.

Lily looked at him before sitting on the couch at his feet. "What exactly is this place?"

James grinned. This was his element. He sat up hugging his knees. "In, oh, about second year, me and Sirius were running from Filch…"

A/N

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