Here's another one, please review!

And if any of you were wondering, the Alice mentioned in the last chapter was Alice Longbottom, although of course that's not her surname yet! And Mary, well Lily mentioned her in Snape's Memory in DH, so I used her :D

Chapter Three

"I cannot believe Dumbledore made that arrogant arsehole HEAD BOY!" I moaned to Mary, as we climbed the staircase towards Griffindor Common room.

"Come on Lil, you love him really." She smirked.

"No I bloody well don't!" I snapped, even thought butterflies were dancing in my tummy at the thought of James Potter.

"Not even a teeeeny bit, Evans?" said an all-too-familiar voice from behind me. James put his arm over my shoulder and kissed the top of my head. I struggled to release myself.

"Piss OFF Potter!"

"God Ev, when're you going to admit it? You LOVE me! Isn't that right, Padfoot?"

"Sure is, Prongs," grinned Sirius Black, "you know you want him. You're just scared you're not woman enough."

"Honestly, Black, I know you're worried that I'll steal your darling Potter from you, but I don't go out with arrogant pillocks." I really could not STAND those boys, "Pumpkin Juice!" I snapped at the Fat Lady.

"Same to you!" she breezed, as Mary and I climbed through.

"I'm shattered," she yawned, "coming to bed?"

I was too wound up to sleep, so I shook my head.

"Okay then. 'Night." She headed towards the staircase to the dormitory, and was soon gone.

I scanned the common room for signs of Alice, but I couldn't find her anywhere. Typical, she was probably snogging Frank in a passageway somewhere.

I sat down in my favourite chair infront of the fire and rested my head on my hand.

WHY did James have to be such a prick all the time? The letter he sent me was really sweet. Why couldn't be be more like that ALL the time?

The common room emptied pretty fast as everybody was tired from the journey, but I stayed in my chair. I must've dozed off, because when I woke up everything was a lot darker. I could make out the shape of somebody sat in the chair opposite me.

"Who's that?"

"Finally, Evans! I thought you'd never wake up."

"Piss off Pot-"

"Now, now, McGonagall wouldn't appreciate swearing from Head Girl."

"What do you want?"

"You never answered my letter."

"So?"

"Look Lily, I know you've never liked me much, but I'm not as much of a prat as I used to be."

"So you admit you were a prat?"

"Well, yes..."

"That's a start then, Potter."

He laughed, "So, fancy coming for a jaunt?"

"A jaunt? What?"

James stood up and held up a cloak. It was pretty, really shiny.

"What's that?"

"Let me show you." He said, wrapping it around him and pulling it over his head. He disappeared.

"James? Where are you?"

"Here." Came his voice, from the spot he'd been in when I could see him.

"What is that?"

"Invisibility Cloak."

"Really?" I couldn't help being impressed.

"So, about this jaunt..."