Chapter 4

The quidittich match was very intense, but James had caught the snitch and Gryffindor won as they always do. Charlee and I were so happy that we ran down onto the pitch with everyone else and as I was running through the crowd James came running towards me. When we reached each other he picked me up and spun me around in circles. The next thing I know he kissed me right on the cheek. It was like the world had frozen as we stood there starring at each other.

"Lily, I'm so…so… so-sorry, I didn't mean to, it was an accident," He stuttered snapping me out of a coma, as his eyes got very big.

"Its alright we're friends. It didn't mean anything just don't mention it."

"Yeah, right, he said his face was blank.

"Lily, Lily? Are you alright?" asked Oliver coming through the crowd.

"I…I'm fine," I stammered as I continued to look into James' eyes because sometime I could just get lost in them.

"Come on," he said as he pulled me back through the crowd.

Oliver and I spent the rest of the day just walking around the lake talking. Well, he did do most of the talking because my mind kept wondering. At 5:00pm we walked back up to the castle to see if dinner was ready.

I said bye to Oliver at the Ravenclaw table and headed to the Gryffindor table to sit next to Charlee, but if I sat down next to her I would be sitting next to James too, maybe I could make a run for it, oh, crap she's already seen me and was waving me over. Okay, I can do this for goodness sake I'm in Gryffindor I should be brave.

Everything was going fine… James and I were pretending that nothing had happened in fact we were pretending we couldn't even see each other, but that couldn't last long and I should have known that.

"Can I have everyone's attention only for a moment. Yes, thank you. Now just before Christmas holiday we will be having a Yule ball. So you will need to dress sharp. It will be held in the Great Hall on the 20th of December. Now off to bed with all of you and goodnight." Said Dumbledore mistily.

"A ball," said Charlee with a squeak, "how exciting!"

"Yeah, sure," James and I said at the exact same time. I then turned red.

"Why don't you want to go with Oliver?" she asked.

"Well it's just that Oliver isn't that great of a dancer and well um… it just isn't my forte, okay!"

"Alright you don't have to get all touchy. So, James why don't you want to go to the ball?"

"I thought that would have been obvious," he said standing up and walking out of the Great Hall.