Despite the many references to animal cruelty in this chapter, no animals were harmed in the making of this mm… chapter.

Oh, and to warn you. Not much really happens in this chapter… You know how the descriptions are. Tried out fluff too! Tell us if it worked, Please?

Lily looked around with wide eyes, and echoed James's words, or word: "Wow." The Head's Common room was enormous. Not only that; it was plush.

Crimson carpet covered the floor, a fire crackled merrily in the fireplace. Lily stepped towards the leather couches in front of the fire, her feet sinking several inches into the carpet. As she did so more of the room came into her field of vision. "Whoa." She repeated as she saw the piano. "Is that," she began after staring for a few minutes, "Is that made of mahogany?"

"Probably," James remarked casually, "It's a Baby Grand."

Lily blinked at him, then looked back at the piano, "Now I wish more than ever that I could play an instrument."

James blushed slightly, but Lily was facing away from him, "I'm gonna check out my room." She said, walking away looking like a clown: Her head was turning this way and that, trying to take everything in. Her head turned left and there was a tapestry woven in rich red and gold patterns. As she looked at it, the patterns formed a lion, which roared fiercely at her. She grinned slightly and continued.

The cushiony carpet went all the way to her room. She looked at the door, where the words, Lily Evans were etched in gold lettering. Nice, she thought, opening the door. Inside was the regular four-poster bed. But somehow it seemed to look even more comfortable. Perhaps it being in this room makes a difference. Her trunk was on the floor at the foot of her bed and next to that was a chest of drawers.

Walking over to her trunk, Lily rescued her pyjamas from the depths of it. About to lift her top over her head, she stopped. Turning around to face her door, she saw it was open. Narrowing her eyes, she kicked it shut before getting changed.

Once changed, she wriggled delightedly in her pyjamas; they were comfortable. No matter that they had fluffy ducks on them: fluffy ducks were cute. She looked at her bed, then shrugged and started unpacking her trunk, moving this and that around and repositioning her clothes to the chest of drawers.

Once finished, she crawled slowly into bed. I'll bet James's room isn't as comfortable as mine, she thought smugly as she turned on her side. She tucked one hand under the pillow and closed her eyes, thinking, I wonder what it looks like.

After five minutes she opened them again, "What if Potter's room is more comfortable than mine?" she said aloud, "That would be outrageously unfair! I'd better check it… just in case," she paused for thought, "It's not like he'll be in there."

James was unpacking his trunk when he heard… something. It was a sudden absence of noise, like someone trying very hard to be quiet. He sighed, "Padfoot, how the hell did you find out our password this quickly?" he turned… and raised an eyebrow. Instead of a wickedly grinning Sirius, or even wickedly grinning dog, Lily Evans stood in the doorway.

"Oh." He said quietly, running a hand through his hair. Lily Evans wearing pyjamas in the doorway to his room. James sighed slightly; he would not sleep tonight, "What is it, Lily?" he asked gently.

She crossed her arms over her chest defensively, "Nothing!" she said quickly, "I just wanted… I just wanted to see if your room was better than mine!"

James smiled slightly, "And is it?"

Lily lifted her chin, looking around, "No."

James grinned at her, "I'll bet it isn't." he said softly.

Blushing, Lily cast her mind around for a subject that wouldn't abandon her in the town of Total Humiliation, "These rooms have a lot of squishy carpet." She said, inwardly wincing.

"Yep," James said, turning back to his trunk.

"They must be hell to keep clean, even with magic." Lily watched, horrified as her mouth kept blabbing.

James shrugged, "Not my job" He said, flinging his underpants over his shoulder. Lily shuddered and took a step back as the underpants flew past her face, "Ew." She stated as they landed on the floor.

James turned and grinned at her, "I missed."

Lily relaxed, grateful for James to give her something to yell at him about, "You know those House-elves will have to clean that up, Potter! Here they are, working all hours and you throw your…" She paused slightly, "Your… Underpants! On the floor."

James looked around, affecting an air of nonchalance to smother a grin, "Oh yes, so I did." He looked up at Lily, and she fidgeted slightly, crossing her arms again, "Well, time for you to go back to your comfortable room."

"Yes, time to go." Lily nodded and started to turn away.

"Or…" Lily looked back as James's eyes shifted from her to his bed and back again, "Want to test if my bed's the more comfy one?" he asked hopefully.

She stared at him for several long moments, "No." she said, turning back to her room.

James shrugged, turning back to his trunk, "Worth a try." He said to the wall.

Lily woke up the next morning in a totally unfamiliar bed, Shit, she thought, rolling over and hitting the floor. To be confronted by her trunk. Oh, she thought, remembering that she was in the Head Girls room, Oh. That's alright then. She stretched, untangled herself from her blankets and made her way to where she hoped the bathroom was.

It wasn't there. After several tries, she made it to the right room. Walking through the door, she took a while to savour the bathroom's appearance. It was similar to the Prefects bathroom, but it had showers as well, with the big swimming-pool-like 'bath' in the centre and the two showers in the corners. Beautiful patterns decorated the walls and water features made the light reflect in ripples across the walls. About to slip out of her clothes, Lily spun around and locked the door.

After half an hour of warm, steamy bliss, (A/N: God bless showers, no, I'm not religious, I just like showers, okay?) Lily walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her. She darted through the carpeted corridors to her room, locking the door again behind her: she did not trust Potter not to spy if he could.

After ten minutes, she was dressed and ready to go downstairs. She opened her door to the hall, and started to walk briskly down it, only to nearly run into James as he stumbled through the hallways to the shower.

She leapt backwards; he was wearing no top! "Potter!" she snapped to cover her embarrassment, "Breakfast is in fifteen minutes and you are only now getting out of bed! Hurry up!"

James turned around to her, smiled sleepily and said, "I'll see you down at the Breakfast Hall at that time then, shall I?"

Lily fled to the Breakfast Hall.

(A/N: yes, it would be all so clichéd if James 'just so happened to be' in the bathroom already, or Lily 'just so happened' to be getting changed while James walked in. But no, sorry guys, but this is not the X rated chapter… yet )

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