Chapter 3

"Hey, Lily, you never told me what was in that package that you got this morning," said Nichloe that night.

"Oh," said Lily slowly. "So I didn't."

"So…" Nichloe prompted. "What was in it?"

"Nothing," said Lily quickly.

"C'mon Lily. What was it?"

"Oh, they were just some old baby photos and baby clothes…and things…"

"Like?"

"Like I said, nothing."

"Well, show me the baby photos at least." Nichloe thought for a moment. "Hang on. Why are you getting sent your baby photos?"

Lily started crying. "Because, Petunia convinced Mum that since I'm never at home anymore, she should have my bedroom and that she should get rid of any evidence that I was ever there."

"Oh, Lily. That's not nice," said Nichloe and she put her arm around her friend. "So what are you gonna do with all these photos and clothes and things…whatever those things are…?"

"I suppose I'll just have to keep them in my trunk and make sure no-one gets a hold of them. But I might keep one or two of the photos in my bag," said Lily, wiping away her tears.

"None of these photos are of you naked are they?" asked Nichloe quickly.

Lily laughed. "No."

"Thank goodness." Nichloe let out a deep breath. "Hey, do you wanna stick these photos up around the dormitory?"

"You want photos of baby me around the dormitory?"

"Wait, can I take that offer back?"

"Too late," replied Lily, already sticking some of the photos to the wall.

"Well, can mine join yours?"

"What?" said Lily, disbelievingly as she turned around.

Nichloe grinned at her and held up handfuls of pictures of herself.

"Let's get sticking!" cried Lily and they stuck their baby pictures around the room.

Nichloe had grown up with a wizarding family so her pictures moved but since Lily was a Muggleborn, hers stayed put.

When the two girls were finished, they stood in the centre of their circular dormitory and surveyed their work.

Someone knocked on the door.

Lily and Nichloe looked at each other, bewildered.

Nichloe walked over to the door and opened it a crack so that whoever was outside wouldn't be able to see in and see the pictures.

"Who is it?"

"James Potter and Sirius Black," said Sirius proudly. "May we come in?"

Nichloe looked at Lily, shocked.

Lily sent Nichloe the same look. "No!" Lily squeaked.

"And why not?" came James' voice through the crack.

"Because these are the girls' dormitories!" cried Nichloe.

Outside, Sirius looked at James. "So they are," he said to him.

"How did you get up the stairs anyway?" asked Nichloe. "They're meant to turn into a slide when a boy starts climbing them."

"Well, you see, Nichloe, my dear, both James and I hopped onto James' broom and flew quite gracefully up here."

"Aren't you proud of us?" asked James.

"No," said Lily. "And you can't come in."

"Why not?"

"Because our decorating scheme won't please you," said Lily.

"That's not a good enough reason. Padfoot? The battering ram please."

"What the hell is a battering ram?" Nichloe asked Lily.

"It's something people use to knock down doors." Lily suddenly realized what the boys were going to do. "Get away from the door Nichloe!" she yelled at her friend.

Nichloe screamed and dived under her bed as there was a loud thud from the door and suddenly fell through the doorway and onto the floor.

James and Sirius entered the dormitory and looked around.

"Hmmm…" said Sirius. "Obsessed with babies, girls are."

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