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Chapter Eighteen
Lily knew James was downstairs. She had been awake for a few hours now, but she wasn't ready to face James yet. Lily knew he was waiting for her, they usually walked to class together, but that was before. Now she sat on her bed straining to hear the portrait close before she went to class. She was starting to get nervous that he wouldn't go to class at all, and would continue to wait for her. Finally, just as she started to get up and head down she heard the portrait shut. She stood there for a moment listening intently. After about two seconds she decided it was safe.
Lily walked to class knowing that Slughorn wouldn't even mention her tardiness. She was one of his favorite students, not to mention one of his best. Lily's skill was rivaled by only one fellow student, Severus Snape. Lily and Severus had met before Hogwart's and had become fast friends. There had even been a time that Lily thought they might become something more, but he broke her heart after publically calling her a mudblood and they hadn't spoken since, except for a short conversation in which Severus tried to weakly apologize. Therefore when she entered the classroom and quickly scanned the room for an open seat she experienced a horrific feeling of dread. Lily would much rather sit by James than Severus, but it was James' little know all smirk that confirmed her decision for her. She quickly headed towards Snape's desk, feeling Potter's eyes on her the entire way. Lily sat down without saying a word to Severus, who looked like he'd just been slapped, and tried hard not to look back at James. She could feel those beautiful brown eyes upon her, and she silently willed them to stop pursuing hers. The class was beginning to take notice of his behavior. Lily closed her eyes wishing hard to just disappear on the spot. Suddenly she felt calm and she knew James must have finally looked away. As she opened her eyes however she heard Severus' soft snide satisfied laughter, and she knew she had chosen the wrong chair.