A/N: Sorry its been so long in between chapters. School has taken over, and I have little time to write.
Putting aside the fact it was partly his fault for her falling in, Lily sat up and hugged James very tightly. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." she repeated numerous times.
"Uh, Lily. Not that I'm not enjoying this, but I cant breath." James said savoring the little air he had left.
Lily apologized and let go of him. She brushed a piece of soaking wet hair behind her left ear. She smiled and looked around the room. The Head Girl could see Harry sleeping on the chair she had placed him on. She stood up and slipped on the water. Grabbing onto James' shoulder, she steadied herself. Lily let go and slowly walked toward Harry.
James saw what she was trying to do and slowly walked after her. 'Just in-case she needs an arm' he thought as a smiled played on his face.
Five slow moving minutes later, they reached the occupied chair. Lily bent down and picked the doll up. Cradling him in her arms, she turned to face James. A small smile crept onto her face as she asked "Should we explore the rest of this place?".
"Yeah. Sure, Try not to fall in anything else" James replayed, giving a small laugh at his last words.
Lily, on the other hand, did not laugh. After all, it was partly his fault for her falling into the bathtub. "Your fault." she murmured and walked from the room.
"What?" James asked, not catching what she had said.
"Nothing. Nothing." Lily called over her shoulder in an innocent voice.
"Yeah. Sure. 'Nothing'" He murmured sarcastically and walked out of the bathroom. Lily, he saw, was now on the opposite slid of the room. She was about to open a beautiful maple door with a wonderfully delicate silver knob. "Whats in that room?" James called to her, making her jump.
Lily sighed, not taking her eyes off of the wooden door in front of her. "I don't know." She called in the same voice as before, except now with a slight hint of annoyance it it.
"Well, open it then!" James said from right next to her. Yet again, she jumped in surprise.
Lily breathed deeply and turned the silver handle. The door creped open to revel a bed room. She took in a sharp breath and took a step in.
This, as Lily could see, was the Head Girl's room. A scarlet rug lay under her feet, intrecet flowered raised off of the surface. An elegant antique looking bed lay opposite her. Bedding, that matched the carpet, draped over the mattress. A wardrobe, that matched the bed, lay to her right, The room looked exactly like the one at her parents house. "They really go all out to make you feel at home" she murmured and entered the dimly lit room further. Lily turned her heard to see if James was following her, and noticed he was standing at the door frame.
A smile danced on his face as James saw Lily look at him. Smile still in place, he took a step forward. Next thing he knew, he was flying through the air and hit the opposite wall, with a thump he landed on the floor. "What the bloody hell was that for?!" she yelled.
"Oh my god! James! Are you OK?" Lily exclaimed, running from the room to his side. "What'd you do?"
"N...nothing." James stammered as she knelt down beside him. This was a first. Her so close to him, and not wanting to strange his neck for something he did. Instead, she was really concerned for him. "I just put a foot into your room, and the next thing I knew I was soaring though the air."
Lily sighed. "The spell must effect my room as-well." she said and glanced at him. Seeing the confused look on his face, she continued. "The spell that doesn't let any boy into any girls' dormitory" she exclaimed and said down next to him.
"Oh, right." James said, keeping that piece of information in his mind for later reference. Somehow, someway, he was going to get into her room. 'But how?' he wondered.