Hey guys! Sorry my chapters have been so short, but they will be getting longer as time goes on. I really hope you've liked the story so far, I have certainly enjoyed writing it. Happy reading!

James nearly skipped back to the Gryffindor common room, feeling as though he could sing. Sharing a dorm with Lily! It was a dream come true, quite literally.

"Animagus." He told the Fat Lady, so that she swung open to allow him in. Sirius and Remus were still sitting by the fire, now playing wizard's chess. Only two fourth year girls remained in the common room. One of the girls glanced over at Sirius and Remus so often that she appeared to have a twitch.

"What did Dumbledore want?" Remus asked James, who had sunk into one of the armchairs.

"To make me head boy." James replied conversationally.

Sirius let out a bark of laughter, but Remus looked at him and blinked several times. He looked at James's badge and blinked some more.

"No way!" He cried, excitement filling his scarred visage. "You're head boy?"

"Yup." James popped the "p" and gave his friends a wide grin. Sirius looked as though a herd of centaurs had just stormed through the common room.

"Why?" Sirius finally managed to ask incredulously.

"I guess Daniel Smith wasn't really cut out for the job." James shrugged.

"Congratulations mate!" Sirius grinned at James after staring at him for a long moment. "I always did say that Dumbledore was off his rocker..."

"Thanks..." James ran a hand through his hair in mild disbelief. "But there's something else."

"What?" Remus and Sirius asked simultaneously. James jumped up from his chair and sang in a very obnoxious voice,

"I GET TO SHARE A ROOM WITH LILY EVANS!" The girls across the room stared avidly at James and then turned to each-other to discuss this new development.

"WHAAAT?" Sirius cried, ogling at James, who was currently skipping around them in circles.

"Well, dorms." James stopped skipping and plopped down on his chair again. "And a common room..."

"Oh?" Sirius wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Hmm."

"Padfoot!" James punched him in the arm. "I'm going to pack, then I'm heading over to my new dorm." To Lily Evans.

"That means you're leaving our dorm, then?" Remus asked, his face falling slightly.

"Yeah," James furrowed his brow, "but I'll come hassle you every day, Marauder's oath."

"Can I have your drawers, then?" Sirius asked, putting on a much practiced puppy-dog face.

"You guys can figure that out when I leave." James rolled his eyes and sprung out of his chair. "I'll be packing!" He raced up the stairs and into the seventh year boy's dormitory, where Peter and Frank were sleeping. Peter's wheezing snores was the only sound in the dorm.

"Pack my possessions!" He whispered, waving his wand over their dorm. His clothes, pictures, and toiletries flew out, not only from his part of the room and bathroom, but from some very odd places, like a sock from under Peter's pillow, and a quill from Sirius's underwear drawer. All of his possessions landed neatly in his trunk, which shut itself quietly.

"Goodbye dorm." he smiled fondly at his room of the past six years. "And hello Lily."

James tucked Dumbledore's instructions into his robes, having memorized where the head dorms were. He trouped down to the fifth floor, struggling slightly with his heavy trunk. Any other student probably would have just levitated it, but James liked Muggle work. It was invigorating, and with all the amazing meals here at Hogwarts, he had to stay in shape somehow. He walked past the statue of Gregory the Smarmy, the prefect's bathroom, the corridor of Boris the Bewildered and found what he was looking for. "Aha." he said softly, looking at a large painting of Hogwarts itself. He admired it for a moment, appreciating the beauty of it. Like all artwork in the castle, it was magical, so he could see minuscule students milling about on the lawn, and the puffy white clouds blowing around the highest towers in the azure sky. He stepped forward and tapped on the front door of the castle with his wand, as his parchment had instructed. The tiny door swung open, then expanded rapidly so that he could climb through. Once he and his trunk were completely through, he had a good look around his new common room. It was similar to the Gryffindor common room, but much smaller, and was decorated with all the school colors, not just gold and red. There was a cushy looking sofa in the center of the room, with an armchair on each side of it. Lily was curled up in a ball in one of them in front of the fireplace, wearing white sweats and a t-shirt. She was so absorbed in the book she was reading; she didn't even notice James come in.
How was she so gorgeous? Maybe she took a prettifying potion every morning, though James wasn't sure there was such a thing. He cleared his throat to make his presence known. Lily's head turned so quickly, he could've sworn he heard her neck crack.

"Bloody hell, Potter!" she cried, dropping her book in surprise. "What are you doing in here?"

"Oh, just thought I'd drop in and say hello." James said with an air of nonchalance.

Her eyebrows knitted together in the center of her forehead and she stared at him incredulously.

"I'm just kidding." He said after a moment of tense silence.

"So what in the name of Merlin are you doing in my dorm?"

"Well..." James said nervously.

Her eyes trailed down to his shining badge and his luggage.

"No." she looked at him in shock. "No, no-not you."

James set down his trunk and strode across the room towards her, sweeping up her book and glancing at the book she was reading. Hogwarts, A History. Of course. James knew it was her favorite book, seeing as she had read it at least once every term since first year.

"You- this is a joke, isn't it?" she sputtered. "One of your stupid pranks?"

"Er, no." Her expression became frightening. "I'm sorry, Lily. I - I swear I didn't ask for this." James took a step back.

"Are you serious?" she screeched, standing up, and grabbing her book out of his hand.

"No, I'm James. Sirius is the one with long hair..." he joked weakly. She glared at him.

"I'm so sick of those 'Sirius' puns, Potter."

"Yeah, me too." he sighed, falling onto the couch.

"Why?" she asked vaguely, sitting down and putting her head in her hands. "Smith, now you..." she grumbled, rubbing her temples. "Does Dumbledore want me to go mad?"

"I have to be better than Smith." James said lightly, trying to alleviate the mood. "I mean, the guy was a real prat."

"Well, that's true." She looked up from her hands, a strange expression on her face. "But still." she raised an eyebrow at him. "Why you?I mean, even you have to admit you are not a prime candidate for Head Boy."

"You're telling me!" He exclaimed.

She just shook her head. "I really can't believe this."

"Sorry." he apologized again meekly. "Dumbledore said if you have a problem with this you can speak to him about it..."

"Well in that case," she said briskly, standing up again, "we'd better make this work then. Come on, I'll show you around."

"I'm impressed, Lilypad." James was startled by her sudden change it attitude. "I thought you were going to do a bat-bogey hex on me."

"I haven't ruled it out." She looked at him darkly. "But really, I have to trust Dumbledore's judgment of people." she said stoutly. "If I can't trust him, I can't trust anyone." James stared at her for a moment.

"Does this mean we're friends?" he asked hopefully. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Let's make a deal." she said, speculating his head boy badge, as though making sure it was real. "You don't ask me out, you don't flirt with me, you don't publicly humiliate me in front of the entire school body, and I'll do my best to be... civil." James made a face.

"Deal," he sighed. He figured that was the best he was going to get as of now. She smiled brightly, revealing a set of white teeth that James rarely ever had directed at him. His stomach jumped inside of him slightly.

"I'll show you your room."

James stood up from the sofa and followed her up the winding staircase. At the top there was just a simple hallway with three doors. "This is the bathroom." Lily opened the first door on the right and walked in.

"Bloody hell." James's eyes widened as he took in his surroundings. There was an ornate double sink in front of a wall-sized mirror, a large cabinet in the corner, which James supposed was for toiletries and the like, and an in-ground tub the size of a swimming pool. "If you want to shower," Lily pushed a button on the wall and water started pouring out from the ceiling above the tub like heavy rain. "just press that."

"This is a whole lot better than my old bathroom." James grinned.

"I know." Lily nodded in agreement. "Same here. Sharing a bathroom with several teenage girls was a living hell."

"Er. Lily, where-"

"You have a loo off your own room." She told him mildly.

"Oh, good."

"And your room," she led James out of the bathroom and down the hall. "is right here." She swung the door open to reveal a homey-looking bedroom, just one four-poster, a wardrobe and bookshelf, plus the door on the far side of the room that James assumed was his private bathroom.

"Great." He said, excited.

"Well, I'm heading off to bed." Lily said sounding slightly awkward. She started walking out, but paused and turned to face her new dorm-mate.

"Potter?"

"Yes?"

"There is an old charm on my room, set by the founders themselves. If any male tries to enter unbeknownst to its occupant, you will find yourself in excruciating pain."

"How do you know that?" James asked, somewhat fearful.

"Let's just say Smith learned to respect my privacy after he burst in there the first time uninvited." She smiled somewhat devilishly

"Goodnight Lily." James said, smirking slightly at the thought of Daniel Smith's comeuppance.

"Goodnight... James." She turned and strode down the hall.

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