"You ever thought about trying out for Quidditch, Lily?" James said, coming up behind her
"Right."
"Lily, I'm not kidding. You're really good, and you've been flying since you were a year old." He sounded sincere.
"Swear? You think I could make the team? I'm a first year, after all."
"Dad was a first year." James said as they walked to the common room, "and you're really good, Lil."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Tryouts are next Saturday. Be there."
James had started toward an armchair when Lily said, "Hey James!"
James turned, "What?"
"Thanks."
James grinned and turned back toward his friends.