The Saturday

"Come on Lily. It's not that hard."

"No way. Nuh huh. Never in a thousand years."

"Why? It's just a teeny tiny little broomstick."

"It's not just a teeny tiny broom. It's a killer machine!"

"It's not. It's the most amazing awesomish game ever!!"

"It's not! And awesomish is not even a word!"

"Can you two just SHUT UP?" Wow. James Potter is able to get angry. I didn't know.

"Sirius, if Lily doesn't like Quidditch- that's fine, and Lily, if Sirius and I just want you to try- can't you just do that?"

"No."

"You are so stubborn Evans. Why are you so stubborn?"

"I was born this way." Now this has been going on for hours. Okay, maybe we've only argued for twenty minutes, but it feels like 2 days or so.

"Lily. Would it feel better if I flew up with you?"

"Yes." I can't believe I'm actually going to do this. James gets up on his broomstick.

"Lily? To get up I the air you have to mount the broom."

"Oka – ay…" I put my leg over the broom. "Like this?"

"Yeah. But you need to sit in the middle of the stick. To improve your balance."

"I don't need to improve my balance! It's great as it is!"

"Of coarse it is. Now just stamp away into the air. Like this." James jumps up and then he flows around a foot or so over the ground. I try. I fall. I scream. I walk away. James makes me try again. It works… a second. Then I fall again. Sigh. Stupid brooms.

"I'm hopeless."

"No you're not, not entirely." I glare.

"Geez, that's kind."

"Flower, come on. Pretty please?"

"One last time. If I'll fall again I just watch you play, okay?"

"Great."

And I try. And I fly. And it feels incredible. It's like everything that's been going on, with Nicola and my so called sister and the stress to be a perfect Head girl just drips of me. Wonderful.

I fly around in the air for a while, and then I come down to earth where I have three very loud boys applauding and cheering for me. Since it's a quite warm day, there's a lot of students outside and the just stare at me and the Marauders (excluding peter). But I don't care.

"I did it! I really did it!" I yell out in the air.

"You did it Flower!!"

"You're great!"

"Told you it would work this time."

"Oh James, don't be such a know-it-all. Celebrate! I flew!" I throw myself around James' neck in a big hug. Then I understand what I've done. Luckily Sirius thinks it's a group hug and almost breaks my ribs as he squishes me and James together. Remus gives me a funny look and James looks like he's in shock.

"Can we play now? Me and Lily against you two."

"How come you get Flower?"

"Because it was my idea to play quidditch."

"Bollocks."

Hour later I'm cold, hungry and ecstatic. The game started out rocky, but since I had James on my team it went well. The rest of the Gryffindor quidditch team (James is a chaser, Sirius is the keeper) came and they had an unofficial practice with me and Remus as beginners. I played seeker, and the real seeker Tom Smith told me I'm a natural. I don't believe him.

Then we all went to lunch. Only that was fun. I was me. I became ME again. I haven't been me since… I don't know. We threw our brooms into a broom closet and moved on. Sirius just picked me up in his arms (a sick and crazy Black joke) when I saw her. Nicola. All by herself. Or maybe she was meeting Mary-Anne somewhere. Anyway, she looked alone. And I also saw the way she looked at me. She looked with hate.
If you change your mind

I'm the first in line

Honey, I'm still free

Take a chance on me

"TURN IT OFF!"

If you need me

Let me know

Gonna be around

"Why??"

If you got no place to go

When you're feeling down

If you're all alone

When the pretty birds have f…

"Why did you do that??" Now I'm mad

"You wouldn't turn it off, and then I did it."

"But I was listening to that!"

"It's the worst music I've ever heard."

"It's Abba! Whole muggle-Europe's going crazy over them!"

"Am I a muggle?"

"No you're not but…"

"Are you a muggle?"

"Yes! Or kind of. I'm muggleborn."

"Please. Padfoot, Lily. Don't."

"He started it."

"But it was you who wouldn't turn it OFF!"

"I SAID DON'T!!!" James shouts out loud. Sirius and I look at each other.

"Geez, what's wrong with him?"

"Don't know. Maybe he's PMSing."

"He's a guy. He can't be PMSing.

And we start again. This is how it's been. Since we went from lunch till now we've been like this. James trying to study, Sirius having his books here and me just walking around irritating them. Ah, the joy of teasing. But I think James soon is gonna lose it and put a silencing charm on me and Black.

Suddenly James puts his quill down. Oh no. Here it comes.

"I'm hungry." Okaay… not what I was expecting.

"Great. Let's go to the kitchen. I'm tired of studying."

"Padfoot, you haven't been studying at all."

"Psh. That's how I study. I'll go and check if Moony and Wormtail wants something. We'll meet there, okay?" And Mr Black runs off.

"So…" James is picking up his books and brings them to his room. "Had a good day?"

"Yeah. I actually had. Even after you put me up on a broom."

James laughs. "But you liked it." James walks right up in front of me.

"Yeah." I'm grinning. Why am I grinning?

James comes closer. Now he's right in front of my face (okay, okay. He's over my face. Duuh. He's taller then me). "I knew you'd like it."

And with that he walks past me thru the door out to the hallway and then he turns around and says;

"Lily? Are you coming?"

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Authors Note:

Here you have it. I know it's been two and a half eternity since I've updated, and I'm sorry. School's been totally crazy (I don't get it. Why do the teachers put al the test when we are the most tried of school and homework and everything else?), but now I'm done and you can finally continue your reading. The song is Take a chance on me by Abba. Have it best :D