A/N: Hellos, It's me, obviously. :) Well, I wrote this up, but i'm sad to say no one has reviewed. Maybe it's a good thing, meaning no one has a problem with it? But a little eensy comment wouldn't hurt? haha. So i've got the fourth (basically third chapter) almost written and will soon be starting on the fifth. Enough about this though, heres another little chapter.

The next day was just like the first. Except with less lightning.

That Sunday, Lily woke up and stared at the ceiling. Her friends had all gone down to breakfast but she lay in bed, listening to the pouring rain hit the castle's walls. She finally got up and opened her window, admiring the view and inhaling the smell of the damp world. She leaned against one elbow, gazing at the way the rain was pushed about by the wind, listening to the patter of it hitting the ground and feeling the cool air blowing specks of water to her face.

Lily closed her eyes and just stood there listening for hours. Her mind was blissfully blank until she opened her eyes again. She found herself face-to-face with a grinning James Potter.

"AH!" She screamed as she took a few steps back and slipped on the wet stone. James winced and flew inside. He was riding his Comet, and after he dismounted his broom, he was standing in a huge puddle of water. He helped Lily up.

"Well," He stared, in an amused sort of way. "I was wondering if you fancied a bit of a ride together. Out there." He waved his arm to show he meant the grounds. Lily raised her eyebrow. An image of her and James snogging the night before floated up in her memory, but she just mentally shook it away.

"It's pouring, James!" She hissed, still a bit uncomfortable calling him by his first name. He had really changed this year, starting by telling her he was sorry for everything he had done to her and by asking if they could just be friends. Not on your life, Potter. She had told him; still bitter about the last prank he had played on her last year.

My name's James, Lily. Just James. She remembered him saying this with a bit of a disappointed look and she felt a bit guilty. Ever since then, she had tried to tolerate him, and even had a good time around him in the process. As far as she knew, he hadn't really been hexing everyone in sight 24/7. Hah, you sure tolerated him last night, eh? James started saying something and waved his hand in front of her face, bringing her back to reality.

"Er, what was that?" She said dumbly, wincing a bit at the clap of thunder that had followed a flash of lightning.

"I said," James started saying, as if talking to a five year old, "That's what makes it more fun." Lily rolled her eyes at his maniac grin but agreed.

"Alright, alright. Let me just get ready." She said, exasperated and went into the bathroom to change. After 15 minutes, and a lot of grumbling from James, she came out and he smiled broadly.

"Lead the way." She muttered, though still grinning. James motioned for her to sit behind him and she did so gingerly, wrapping her arms around him. When they took off, she gasped at the cold rain hitting her face and gripped his waist even tighter. After a few minutes though, she was more relaxed and started to laugh when James maneuvered his broom skillfully through the air. He made sudden drops and fast whirls. He flipped and glided as easily as if he had been born on a broom stick. And the whole time Lily pressed her face against his back, arms around his waist, breathing him in.

After a few hours though, the rain started to subside and the sun peaked through a curtain of clouds. Soon there was no noise out on the grounds except for a few birds, Lily's fits of laughter, and James' low chuckles. Finally, James brought the broom over to the vast lake. Lily's feet skimmed the surface as the broom flew closely over it. She smiled and looked at her reflection. Then, a few hours later, they found that they were both exhausted, so James flew Lily back to her room.

As she stepped onto firm ground, she turned around to James' hovering figure right outside her window. Lily smiled widly and stepped closer to him, slighty leaning out of the window sill.

"Thanks. I had a really good time James. I mean it." She said breathlessly and before he could react, she kissed him lightly on the lips. She mentally smiled as she felt James waver dangerously on his broom, almost falling, and then watched him fly back over to his window once they had pulled away.

Closing the window, she smiled and went to take a bath. As the warm water rushed past her, she collapsed and fell asleep, the water turning steadily colder in the hours time.

A/N II: So yeah, there's another little, and I mean little, chapter. Just warning you, I think all the other chapters will be small like this, more or less. That might've been my problem with the other two storys, I just wrote them big and then ran out of what to say. But, I don't plan out my storys. Everything there is just what came to mind. :)

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