Sorry for all the typos and miss-spelling in the past chapters I need to find time to go back and edit that.

"And the snitch has been spotted, Potter and Keen are heading into a dive, they are now neck in neck!"

I could hear the announcer screaming the progress of the game. I had no time to look at how the Seekers were doing as I currently was assisting Tom in one of our chaser plays. We really needed James to catch the snitch considering we were getting beat up. The Slytherins kept getting unfair fouls and focused on slamming bludgers at us rather than trying to out score us. Sore and angry, we needed this game to end.

"And Potter has caught it, POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH." Relief whew! This brutal game was over.

I cheered and threw my arms in the air as the stadium erupted. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a blur of movement and suddenly something slammed into my ribs, the last thing I remember was falling off my broom and hitting the ground of the Quidditch pitch.

Bump, Ouch, bump, ouch. I slowly opened my eyes and blinked. I was bouncing and swaying and all I could make out was a strip of the sky, maroon, and some faint smell of leather. As I gained my surroundings, I lifted my head and realized I was in the arms of James Potter and he was carrying me towards the castle. I tried to speak but all that came out was a pathetic whimper. I then realized how much my head hurt and the excruciating pain coming from my torso, what the heck happened? James hearing me stir, looked down with a strange look in his eye. Almost like fear.

He whispered, "Its okay Lily, I've got you." I nodded and allowed myself to pass out once again.

Bleary eyed, I woke up surrounded by my teammates and friends. Alice gasped, "She's awake!"

I slowly tried to sit up but Madame Pompfrey (the new healer) ran over to me and explained how I had broken 3 ribs and had a concussion and I wasn't allowed to move for fear of damaging any internal organs. I groaned and turned to my friends asking what happened.

"Well", Alice started wringing her hands, "After we won, that Slytherin beater Nathan Flint, you known the big mustached one? Well he was furious and purposely hit a bludger at you when he was only 20 ft away! Then you fell off your broom, hit the ground, and passed out. That's when all hell broke loose and Potter rushed and got you. And everyone else, ummm kind of got in an all out fist fight" she finished quickly. I looked around and noticed my teammates sported some nasty black eyes and bruises. My teammates nodded and looked proud. "Those jerks weren't going to get away with hurting you Lily" said Tom who had a particularly big shiner forming on his cheek. I laughed and then gasped because my ribs were so wrecked. After catching my breath, I scanned the crowd looking for the one who saved me. Alice must have seen the questioning in my eyes because she said, "He's not here, Mason and him said something about feeding Flint to the giant squid. I rolled my eyes, that was typical Potter.

After several minutes of chatting about the game, Madame Pompfrey then urged everyone to leave me alone and allow me to rest which actually was a blessing since my head was throbbing. And for the third time that day I passed out asleep.

Finally, when I woke again it was quite and still and I could see the moon shining through the windows. How long had I been asleep?

I tried to prop myself up and groaned. That must have been one large bludger since my body felt like it had been hit by a semi-truck. At my movement, someone stirred in the cot next to mine. "Lily?" I heard a voice say. "Yeah? Who's there?" I responded. A figure appeared at the side of the cot, "It's me James."

"James? What are you doing here?"

"Madame Pompfrey is making me stay the night to make sure this cut that one of the Slytherins gave me will heal correctly. Its really nothing but I wasn't going to argue with her plus this way I'm able to keep an eye on you." He said this while lifting up his shirt and showing me a large gash on his abdomen.

He really was quite fit. I blushed but luckily it was too dark and he wasn't able to see, "Right, well really thank you for bringing me up here and making sure I was okay. And for doing whatever got you that cut." I said sincerely.

"Of course Lily! I needed to make sure you were okay" Suddenly James looked a little nervous, " You know I was really scared when I saw you get hit and fall. I know you don't like having people protect you but I really don't like seeing you get hurt."

"James, you know I'm always going to be okay right? I promise I will always be okay."

"I know, I know. You can definitely handle yourself, you proved that today. I mean, you scored what 7 times and got 8 steals?"

"Actually 9 steals" I chided.

"My point exactly!" James exclaimed smiling.

"Can I ask you something?" I questioned.

"Of course." James leaned in and I could see his bright hazel eyes. He actually was quite cute, not that I hadn't noticed this before.

"Okay, well it's just I can't figure you out. Sometimes you are super nice, like right now. And other times you make rude comments to me , and hex innocent kids, and get in trouble. I just want to know which James you are because I like this one right now a lot better."

"I'm so sorry Lily. I know I have not been the best person. But I no longer hex kids and I'm ashamed that I ever did, someone once called me an arrogant toerag and made me really think about my actions" he said winking at me. "And as for the getting in trouble well that just seems to follow me wherever I go but this year I've really tried to be better! And well for the for the rude comments, I guess I just don't know how to act around you. For years, we have been "enemies" in a sense and making fun of each other is just what we did. But this year we were are friends which I'm really grateful for but sometimes I say stupid boy stuff and I'm really sorry for that because I really like you" he stammered.

My eyes widened. What did he mean by saying that he liked me? As a friend or as more? I had no idea how to respond, I had never thought of James being more than a friend. Up until this year I had never thought he would be a friend.

I must have looked really confused and shocked because he just said "Alright Lily, I'm going to let you get some sleep. Let me know if you need anything. Goodnight." He then leaned down and kissed my forehead and turned to return to his cot. I gasped and breathed "Goodnight" back.

There was no way I was going to sleep.