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As Lily walked down the train, squeezing past the last stragglers to find compartments, she wondered to herself who the new Head Boy could be. Before they had got on the train she had tried to see if she could see Remus, who would surely be changed into his robes and wearing his badge, the proper thing to do, if he was Head Boy, but she hadn't seen him.
Who could it be, she asked herself. She thought about the other prefects in her year. One from Ravenclaw, Danny Everidge, one from Hufflepuff, Colin Mulberry, and the Slytherin prefect she had never quite liked, the sly-faced Euan Parkinson. If it wasn't Remus, then the person she thought would be the best was Colin, the Hufflepuff. They had Herbology together and he always seemed like a nice guy. She didn't want it to be Euan. He and his gang of Slytherins had done something horrible to Mary once, and Lily couldn't quite forgive them. If he was prepared to break the rules like that, he shouldn't even be prefect, let alone Head Boy, but it wasn't just that that bothered her (though it did annoy her quite a bit – she couldn't stand people who broke rules. It was one of the reasons she hated James Potter so much!). He had been horrible to her friend, had allowed Dark Magic to be used on her, and Lily loved her friends, almost as much as her family.
She was thinking so hard that she had missed the entrance to the Prefect's compartment and had to turn back. When she located the right compartment, she wasn't surprised she'd passed it by. Sitting there, starting out of the window at the suburbs speeding past, was James Potter himself. She sighed and slid open the door.
'Potter, get out. This compartment is for Prefects and the Head Boy and Girl only,' she said. 'And if you think you're going to ask me out, I'll curse you so hard you'll fly out the window.'
James grinned and clutched his hand to his heart, as if wounded. 'Oh, you hurt me so, Evans. But I know full well what this compartment is, and judging by this letter, I'm definitely allowed to be here.'
He held out a parchment letter, and Lily leaned over and took it, her heart slowly filling with dread. Surely James Potter couldn't be Head Boy!
But it was true, or, at least he had the letter from Dumbledore, asking him to be Head Boy, just as she had. Her mouth fell open in shock as she read through the letter.
Dear Mr Potter,
I am delighted to inform you that the Professors and I have deliberated and decided that you are the right candidate for the position of Head Boy this year. We think that you are more than capable of fulfilling the role, and that you have the intelligence and strength of character to enable you to do so. Please find enclosed your badge, and your instructions from Professor McGonagall as to what to do on the Hogwarts Express, seeing as you were not Prefect.
Hoping you are well,
Professor Dumbledore.
'This is insane,' Lily said after she had read the letter through several times in quick succession. 'This has got to be a fake, seriously. You can't be Head Boy!'
'Well, I am,' James replied, taking back the letter with a wink. 'I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will be happy to confirm it with you when we get back to school.'
Lily just stared at him.
'Oh, come on, Evans,' James said. 'It can't be that hard to believe. I've got the intelligence and strength of character to be able to be able to do this! Now, I think you mentioned something about a date?'
This shook Lily back to her senses.
'No, I most certainly did not!' she barked. 'I said that if you asked me out, I'd hex you into the middle of next week!'
'It was out of the window actually, but whose really keeping score?' James said with another of his winks that drove Lily mad.
'You are impossible!'
At that moment, the compartment door slid open, and several prefects from the lower years slid in. Each of them looked from Lily to James and either snorted in amusement, or gasped in shock. Lily felt like joining them. How on earth she was going to work, and even share a dormitory, with James Potter for the entire year? It'd be a nightmare!
'Well, doesn't look like we can discuss it here,' James said seriously. 'You'd better lead the meeting, Evans, McGonagall's letter didn't say much.'
With one last glowering look at James, Lily called the meeting to order.