Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not now magically own the Harry Potter franchise.
(I wish I did though, does that count?)
There's an author note at the bottom this time, answering J's question. I'm going for a bit of variety. :)
Enjoy xx

My euphoria is dimmed slightly as we dismount clumsily on the lawn, as I can see McGonagall striding towards us, but I still can't get the huge smile off my face.

"What on EARTH do you think you're doing?" She sounds irritable, and I know we need to be careful here. I open my mouth to try and explain but James quickly starts, describing the events of the morning much faster and much clearer than I would have.
"You see Professor, this morning there was a Boggart in the Heads' common room, and it freaked us out, and we were snapping at everyone and I couldn't concentrate so I persuaded Lily to skip lessons with me. We have loads of Head stuff to do tomorrow and there's the Quidditch match too and I need to practise. So I thought trying to work for one lesson would be pointless, and we haven't really seen each other all week."

I think that's pushing it a bit, and apparently McGonagall does too, because she narrows her eyes.
"So a Boggart in your common room made it acceptable to skip my lesson?"
"It wasn't so much that fact that there was a Boggart, it was what we saw, Professor, when it transformed."
"I see." She has strange look on her face, like sympathy. "Has the creature been disposed of?"
"Yes." I speak up. "James got rid of it eventually."

"Eventually? You do realise that either of you could have got a member of staff to dispose of it?"
"It was kind of a spur-of-the-moment decision, Professor."
"Very well. As long as neither of you were physically harmed. Now, I suggest you back inside to the Great Hall. Lunch will be being served soon enough."
"But...Professor?" James looks as shocked as I feel. "Aren't you going to punish us?"
I mentally smack my hand against my forehead.
"Not unless you wish me to, Mr Potter. A powerful Boggart can prove difficult to dispel even with fully-trained witches and wizards. If anything, you should be congratulate on how you handled the situation, quite admirably. Your reasons for skipping class were valid, though I expect you both to be present for every one of my lessons this term, or you shall receive detention. Understood?"

We nod assent and set off up the path up to the school in silence. When Professor McGonagall is finally out of earshot, walking up to the greenhouses, James whistles. "Wow...who knew that McGonagall had a heart?"
"Everyone who took remedial Transfiguration before the OWLs." I laugh and he makes a noise of disbelief.
"There's no way that you needed remedial Transfiguration!"
"I didn't need it, I just wanted to get an Outstanding."
"And did you?"
"Yep."
"Clever-clogs." He pokes me in the side, and I squirm away, slapping him on the arm.
"Stop it! You're so annoying..."
"Ahh, you love me really." He jokes, slinging an arm around my neck as we walk back to the castle.

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"So you went flying? And skipped Transfiguration?" Sirius sounds impressed as he piles his plate high, and James nods proudly.
"Yep. But McGonagall was already annoyed before she found out about her Head Students skiving off. What did you do, Pads?"
Sirius grins sheepishly. "Let's just say that it reminded everyone of the exploding toads incident last year." I bury my head in my hands and groan.
"Why do we have to keep bringing that up? It was last year! It's not even...recent!"
"Yeah, but it's still funny, Lily." Marlene grins and then pokes Sirius. "Go on then, pretty boy, tell them what you did."
"I am not a pretty boy Mar, I'm a super hot bad boy."
"Sure, Sirius. Just tell them, go on!"
"Well, I was bored, and that git Diggory was winking at Mar, so I blew up his toad."
"Then you did what, super hot bad boy?" Marlene smiles at him.
"It was only...ok, I didn't just blow up his toad. I also blew up his inkwell, and ink went all over him, and his notes caught fire."
"And then?"
"Then he tried to put them out by hitting them, stupid move really, and somehow his hair caught fire. Moony put it out with a bit of water, and McGonagall got a bit...upset. So I have a week's detention for 'disrupting the class' with my 'ridiculous antics'. How long you and Evans got?"
I grin. "Nothing. No punishment."
"WHAT? I give that git what he deserves for hitting on my girlfriend and insulting Evans, and you skip class and aren't even told off. What kind of school system is this?"
"A very biased one. Towards awesome students."
"So I'm not awesome now? Mar, I'm awesome, right?"
"Sure you are, bad boy. Sure you are."

He leans down to kiss her, and James covers my eyes. "I don't want you to lose your breakfast."
Laughing slightly, I pull his hands off my eyes just as my two friends break apart, gasping for breath. Ladling soup into my bowl, I blow on my first spoonful impatiently and shove it in my mouth, gasping as I'm pretty sure that I can feel my mouth blistering.
"The soup...it's really hot." I gasp, then gulp down some water, and Frank laughs, smiling sympathetically.
"You have no idea how many times I've done that with onion soup. I love the stuff, but it practically burns your mouth off."
James leans round, peering at me. "Oh good, you still have a mouth."
"I would've thought you'd be glad. No more yelling." Sirius and James laugh, and then my boyfriend shakes his head.
"True. But no more your mouth means no more kissing you." I blush, and Sirius covers Marlene's eyes.
"What's this for Sirius?"
"They're going to kiss, Mar, and I don't want you to lose your breakfast."

Smiling at his antics, James kisses me softly, and once again I'm feel like I'm flying.

A/N: So, J, I think it would definitely be a good idea for you to start writing fanfiction. If you love to write, and have loads of ideas, then go for it! I started because I read loads of other awesome writers on here, and I was like, if they can do it, why can't I? Let me know if you do post a story and your username, I'd love to read them. You could be called: 'The amazing reviewer.' ;)
Good luck and have fun!

Cheerio,
She-who-loves-fanfiction xx