One of the guys in this story has a West Country accent, if you don't know what one sounds like, it's kinda like traditional "farmer" and if you are very stereotypical (sorry for anyone from there) they sound really quite dim. To hear one, go here: youtube watch?v=IyBi12QFfmc (at 2.45)

Sirius walked into the Great Hall, well, more like strutted. He ran a hand through his hair and looked around the hall before spotting Lily and James sitting at the Gryffindor table and making his way towards them. Many eyes in the room followed him, most of them female. A 5th year on the Ravenclaw table next to then sighed as he passed and stared at him like he had done something really admirable. Lily rolled her eyes. Sirius was even worse than James. These girls must either be stupid, really simple minded or blind she decided.

"Alright mate." Sirius said as he plonked down next to James. "Evans," he nodded.

"Black."

"Finally up then?"

"Come on James, you know I need my beauty sleep," said Sirius, fluttering his eyelashes. "Anyway, I'll be shattered tomorrow."

Sirius and James shared a sideways glance as Lily narrowed her eyes.

"Why?" Lily asked, suspicious.

"It's nothing." Sirius said quickly.

"Well it obviously is if…"

"Drop it Lily." James snapped.

Lily looked shocked. James had never spoken to her like that before and it, well, hurt a little.

James sighed. "Sorry, it's just… important."

"If, it's one of your stupid pranks, I am a prefect and…"

"No, no it's nothing like that. But… I can't tell you." Lily opened her mouth to speak but James quickly spoke over her. "Nothing bad. Just a secret. I promise you Lily." James' voice had softened. Lily was shocked. That was the first time he had called her by her first name. (For not the first time that day) Lily's mouth hung open. She snapped it shut quickly but had the weird feeling that something was up. That there was something he was hiding from her. Maybe she was being too suspicious?

Later that day, Lily and Nicola walked to the dungeons for their first class of the year: Potions. Mary was already sitting near the front of the class with her head engrossed in a book. Lily went to sit with her with Nic taking a seat on her other side.

"You are studying. Already. What is wrong with you?" Nic asked her dark headed friend.

"Well, I want to get good N.E.W.T.s and get a good job…"

"We have two years! We only did our OWLs a few months ago! I bet you got all Outstanding's as well." Nic said, pushing her long blond fringe out of her eyes.

"Not all! I got one exceeds expectations…"

Lily ignored them, she was too busy pondering what had happened over breakfast. James and her, actually being civil to each other, that was about as likely as the Chudley Cannons winning the league.

Meanwhile a small boy from Hufflepuff named Jordan Budge had rushed into the classroom panting and clutched his stomach before looking for a seat. He looked pretty nervous when he discovered the only one left was with four boys at the back. He blushed and slowly sat down beside them.

"Mornin' yee bugger," James grinned. Jordan looked nervous. He hadn't really talked to these boys before but was used to teasing by others.

"Ye alright there me luvver?" Sirius smirked.

"Please could you… yunno… stop… imitating me," The smaller boy squeaked.

"Not sure i-can do that, Budgie," James sniggered.

"My accent isn't that strong…" Budge stuttered

"Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester, An I'll give you the key, Come on now lets get together in perfect harmony, I got twenty acres, An' you got forty three, Now I got a brand new combine harvester, An' I'll give you the key." Sirius sang.

Lily turned around from the front of the class and shot daggers at two at the boys at the back. James quickly looked ashamed.

Remus smiled at the small boy. "Ignore them," he said, rolling his eyes.

The little boy jumped as a door slammed from the other side of the room. A plump middle age wizard dressed in velvet green robes strode into the room. He began talking about beozars as James settled further into his seat and could have kicked himself about how he had almost broken his promise. Already.