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I'm walking with Marlene down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Out of all the girls in our dormitory, we wake up the latest-- she later than I, for she likes to daydream in bed while I just simply can't get up.
While we're walking, she starts humming. I don't really care what she's humming, just the fact that she's humming surprises me .
"New hobby, huh?"
She answers with a grin, and then: "James Potter is looking at you."
I roll my eyes, but look for him anyway. He's sitting at his table, breakfasting with his mates, and not paying the slightest bit of attention to me. I punch Marlene in the arm, and she replies by laughing.
"Lilyyy! I can't believe this! Is it possible that you have a crush?" She's teasing, I can tell by the light tone of her voice. But a glint in her eyes makes me suspicious that she thinks there's something more.
"Shut up, Marlene. Don't you have something better to do besides pestering me? Like snogging Andrew McKinnon?"
Smirk. "As much as I wish I did, Lily, Andrew and I have not yet reached that level in our relationship. Looks like you wish you were there with Potter, though..."
She's caught me staring at him, for he's trying to balance a spoon on his nose and I can't help but look. If he'd just lean his head back an inch to the right, he'd have the balance perfect, I think. I don't notice that Marlene has snorted and started eating her breakfast, engrossed in the Daily Profit.
After breakfast is Defense Against the Dark Arts, my favorite class after Potions and Charms. It's his favorite after Transfiguration, which means that he's actually paying attention. Which means, since Marlene is busy flirting with Andrew McKinnon, that he might get the chance to raise his hand and I might actually have competition.
Turns out my prediction is right, and the very first question he raises his hand faster than me. I turn around to glare at him, only to find him smiling at me, and, for the first time that I can remember, I smile back. Usually it infuriates me when we're in a serious situation and he can't do anything but smile, but now I find it... not endearing, but comforting. He knows how to get on my bad side, and he knows how to use that knowledge well. He knows me. And, inexplicably, this makes me happy.
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