More randomness...I don't know where this comes from. Recently, I've had a think for torturing Lily and James...not literally, like, torture, but, you know. So sorry about that. Here's the next drabble...please review!

Lily had just slipped into the enormous tub in the prefect's bathroom, filled to the brim with shimmering, multi-coloured bubbles when James Potter stepped around the corner.

"You know, prefects really are lucky," he said thoughtfully as Lily stifled back a shocked gasp.

"Potter, what are you doing in the prefect's bathroom?" she asked loudly once she had recovered, sinking further into the water, making sure that she was completely covered by bubbles.

"Well, Remus was telling us how great it is, so I figured I'd check it out myself." As he spoke, he walked over, slipped off his shoes and socks, rolled up his pant legs and sat at the edge of the tub, his feet in the water. "I was going to take a bath, but you beat me to it," he said, not looking at all unhappy about the situation.

"You're sick," Lily stated, crossing her arms over her chest and looking away.

"Lily, darling, it hurts when you say things like that." James caught a few strands of delicate red hair as it dipped in the water between his fingers. He played with the strands, marvelling at their color.

"I don't care if it hurts you," Lily retorted. "And I'm not your darling."

"To me you are," James muttered, enthralled by her hair.

"Give me one good reason I shouldn't give you detention."

James shrugged. "Because I'm far too attractive for detention?"

Lily shook her head. "Statements like that are the very reason I can't stand you. Now leave, before I get really cranky and actually give you detention."

James sighed, dropped her hair, and pushed himself up. He picked up his shoes and began out of the bathroom. Before he left, however, he glanced over his shoulder, grinning.

"Nice underwear."

Lily looked at her clothes at the edge of the tub on top of which sat her lacy black underwear. Of all the days to run out of normal underwear and have to wear that pair...

She groaned as heat flooded her cheeks. Bloody git. She wasn't sure how much she really liked the prefect's bathroom anymore.