A/N: I think there's been some confusion about what which person does when they're in the other's body. Let me see if I can explain it better: If I say, "James's scratched his nose," then that means that he really scratched lily's nose, because he's in her body. I definitely don't mean that he reached out and scratched his real nose…that would be kinda weird.

"If that old bat has so much as a dream, I would be surprised."-James

Chapter Three: James's Views on Divination

"Of course, sweetheart," James said cheerfully. "Pick me up at seven?" Lily made a cry of outrage and James swiftly pointed his wand over his shoulder, placing a silencing charm on her before she could ruin his plan. Derek didn't notice her mouthing furiously and shaking her head.

"Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of six-thirty," he said. "I have something sort of special planned and I want to take plenty of time. Is that alright?" James smiled at him.

"Of course," he said flirtatiously. "I can't wait." Derek stood up as Professor McGonagall entered the room.

"Great," he said. "I'll see you then." He bent down and kissed him gently on the cheek before taking his seat. James waved at him coquettishly, but when Derek wasn't looking he wiped his cheek. Lily leaped out of her seat and grabbed his shoulders.

"What did you do, Potter?" she mouthed. James grinned at her and leaned closer, cupping a hand around his ear.

"I'm sorry Potter, I didn't quite catch that. Try speaking louder."

"I'm going to kill you, Potter!" she mouthed. Professor McGonagall tapped him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Potter," she said crisply. "If you don't mind, I would like to begin class. Would you take your seat?" Still seething and glaring at James, Lily plunked into her chair and crossed her arms. "Oh and Mr. Potter? Do you have that book I gave you last week? You are the only person who needs to turn it in." Lily tried to tell her that she had a silencing charm on her, but of course, since she could talk, McGonagall didn't understand. "Mr. Potter, stop fooling around and talk."

Much to Lily's horror, James piped up.

"He's not kidding, Professor. You see, Potter has a terrible case of laryngitis. He can't speak a word." He cracked a smile and looked at Lily, who was mouthing very colorful words at the moment. Professor McGonagall looked at James for a moment, then at Lily, then back to James.

"Ms. Evans," she said firmly. "I do not believe that story for a moment. However, I would like a day of silence for once, and the absence of Mr. Potter's voice is exactly what we need. Okay, class. I'm coming around to collect your essays." Sirius started laughing and poked James in the back.

"You have to say, Prongs, Lily's pretty good." James smirked and sat back lazily in his seat while Lily crossed her arms and glared daggers at him.

"Yes, I am," he said haughtily. "Potter, don't forget to pass your essay up. Preferably with your name on it."

"Ms. Evans, your essay?" said McGonagall. James shrugged casually.

"Don't have it," he said carelessly. Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows and Kate and Parker looked at each other bewilderedly. Lily always did her homework, and if she didn't, she would have been extremely remorseful. This was not acting remorseful.

"And why not?" said McGonagall stonily.

"Didn't do it."

"I am surprised at you, Ms. Evans. I expected much more from you."

"Yeah well, stuff happens," James said gleefully. Lily clenched her teeth, trying not to lose her temper in front of a teacher. She decided she would wait until they were in the hallway to do that.

"You will take an incomplete, Evans" McGonagall said, marking something on her clipboard. She proceeded to go up the row, collecting the different rolls of parchment. Lily was reaching into James's and drew out the essay. Suddenly she got an idea. She tapped James on the shoulder.

"What?" he said. She held up the essay, and smiled. "Yeah, that's my essay. Turn it in." Lily nodded and grinned, acting as if she intended to do just that. Then she ripped it up. "What are you doing?" James exclaimed. "I worked on that for an hour and a half" Lily pretended as if she hadn't heard him and stuffed the pieces into her mouth, chewing slowly and deliberately while she stared at him. Finally she swallowed the wad and grinned at James. "I'm going to kill, you, Potter!" he hissed. "That was an Outstanding paper for sure!" Lily shrugged and turned to Professor McGonagall, who had appeared by her side ready to take her homework.

"Homework, Potter?" Lily pleasantly shook her head. "You don't have it?" Professor McGonagall said dryly. She just shook her head and made a mark by his name. "I don't even want to know why. Incomplete, Potter." Lily just nodded and waved at her. When she was gone, she turned to James and mouthed, "Payback." Needless to say, both Lily and James were not in the best of moods.

After Transfiguration, Lily grabbed James and slammed him against a wall.

"Are you insane?" she demanded angrily. Professor McGonagall had taken the silencing charm off her at the end of the class.

"Honestly, Evans, if you want me that badly we should really do it somewhere more private. I know this cozy little closet—"

"Shut up, Potter!" she hissed. "Why didn't you cancel that date with Derek like I told you to?" James swatted her hand away and began to walk to their next class.

"What are you talking about?" he asked her. Lily grabbed his arm and held him back, her eyes blazing.

"You know what I'm talking about! I clearly said to cancel. Do you not understand that term, Potter?"

"Oh," said James carelessly. "That."

"That, as you so eloquently call it, was something I've been looking forward to for a week!" James raised an eyebrow at her, pretending to think.

"Hmm…" he said. "I believe the term is payback." Lily sputtered angrily, too shocked to voice the stream of bad words that were circling in her head. "Besides," he continued. "It's just a date, not the end of the world."

"Maybe not to you," she snarled. "But to those of us who do not leap around from girl to girl like a lily pad, it is something important when a she gets asked out!"

"Well I would hope you wouldn't leap around from girl to girl Evans," he said cheekily.

"You know what I mean!"

"You told me to be nice to him," James reasoned innocently. Lily made furious movements with her hands that implied that she was desperately trying to restrain herself from strangling him on the spot. "Would you rather I tell him that he has rancid breath and that I would rather jump off of Gryffindor tower? 'Cause I could easily do that if you'd prefer."

"Yes!" James crossed his arms and lifted the corner of his mouth in a smirk. "I mean, no! Why couldn't you just cancel it like I told you?"

"Well, why couldn't you just turn my essay in like I told you?" he retorted.

"That's not the point, Potter!" Lily said furiously. "I just know that you did this for a reason. You're planning something aren't you? I swear, if you do something to ruin my reputation I'll—"

"You'll what?" he challenged. Lily paused for a moment to think, but couldn't think of anything bad enough.

"You'll just have to see," she said evasively. "And believe me, you don't want to know what I would do." She fixed a menacing glare on him, but James just snorted and rolled his eyes.

"I'm quaking in my shoes," he said sarcastically. Lily opened her mouth to say something else, but was interrupted when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Hey, James," said a voice. Irritated by being cut off in such an important argument, she whirled around and scowled at the person, who happened to be Remus.

"What do you want?" she snapped. Taken aback, Remus stepped backwards a few steps.

"What crawled up your butt and died?" he asked, feeling a bit offended. James stepped in front of Lily before she could say anything else, throwing her a sharp glare.

"Don't worry about it Remus," he said to him. "I did something he didn't like and he's just a tad upset about it." Lily opened her mouth angrily, but James cut her off again. "I'm sure he didn't mean anything by it, did you?" He turned to Lily and looked at her threateningly.

"No," she mumbled. Remus waved his hand impatiently.

"Don't worry about it, Lily," he said. "I just came here to tell "O Cranky One" that he has class."

"Class?" Lily repeated dumbly. In the heated argument, she had forgotten that they had places to be. Remus rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. You know, that thing that you go to during the day? The reason you're here at Hogwarts?"

"You mean the women?" Lily asked dryly. Remus chuckled slightly.

"Besides that, yes. Look James, we have one minute to get to Muggle Studies, and if you're late again, I think Professor Winters will pop a vessel. Let's go!"

"You took Muggle Studies?" Lily asked James incredulously. Remus watched them curiously.

"Yeah well," said James, shrugging his shoulders. "It's an easy Outstanding." Remus grabbed Lily's arm and started to tug her down the corridor.

"Come on, James," he said urgently. "We have to go. Now."

"Alright, alright," Lily said, pulling out of his grasp. "I'm coming alright?" She turned to James and pointed a finger at him. "I'll deal with you later," she added in a low voice. Much to her frustration, James just smiled and waved.

"Oh, and Lily," added Remus. "I think Parker was looking for you. She said you need to get up to Divination." James pulled a face.

"Divination?" he repeated. "Divination!"

"Yes," Lily said impatiently. "Are you deaf? Now hurry up! Don't be late!"

"What do you care?" asked Remus, shooting him a suspicious look.

"I don't," Lily said quickly. Remus just gave her an "uh-huh" type of look. "Look, just go ahead of me and I'll be there in a minute, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah," he said. "Just this time, when you skip class to make out with a girl, make sure you don't do it in the middle of the hallway. Save us and get a room next time will you?" He smiled and headed towards the classroom at the end of hallway. When he was gone and out of earshot, Lily turned back to James.

"You skipped class to make out with a girl?" she said angrily. "In the middle of the corridor?"

"I was on my way to class," James explained. "But you see, when a pretty girl stops you in the middle of the hallway, you can't miss the opportunity to get in…another type of lesson." Lily narrowed her eyes at him.

"Ugh," she said, shaking her head. "You have to be the most perverted person ever to walk the planet."

"Oh, come on," James said, grinning at her. "Have you met every person on the planet?"

Lily gave a cry of frustration and turned sharply on her heel, heading down the corridor to the classroom.

"We'll talk about this later," she called over her shoulder. "Meet me outside the Muggle Studies classroom after class, okay? And don't be late!" She disappeared into the classroom and James sighed and began the long journey up to the North Tower.

"Divination," he grumbled to himself. "Honestly! A bunch of fuzzy crap, the whole lot of it." He took his time climbing the steps, not caring if he was five minutes late or fifty. As he ambled around, he thought about the events that had taken place within the last twelve hours.

If anyone had ever told him that he would end up switching bodies with Lily Evans of all people, he would have taken them directly to St. Mungo's. And the fact that they both had to get along to change back did not make the situation any easier. Everyone knew that they couldn't stand each other, and it had been that way since day one when they met on the Hogwarts Express six years before.

Lily slid the last compartment door open, praying that she would find some room. All of the other compartments were full and she was tired of lugging her owl cage around. Much to her relief, she found that there were only four people inside.

"Excuse me," she said politely. "Can I sit here?" The four boys looked up from a card game they had been playing.

"I don't know," one of them said cockily. "Can you? 'Cause if your knees don't bend you might want to get that checked out." The boy threw his head back and laughed harder than necessary at his own joke, and the others just rolled their eyes at his stupidity. Lily bit her lip and tried not to look too embarrassed.

"Uh…" she stammered. "All of the others are full."

"It's okay," the second one said, who had sandy brown hair. He had spoken to her much more kindly than the other had. "There's room over here." He moved his bag over and gestured to the opposite seat. Lily smiled gratefully and made her way to the chair. She sat down and nervously folded her hands into her lap. Complete silence engulfed the compartment and she could feel them all staring at her.

"So," said one of them. "Do you have a name?" Lily started and looked up at the boy. His dark hair draped over forehead and his eyes twinkled mischievously under it.

"Oh," she said quickly. "Yeah." They all looked at her expectantly, and she looked down again.

"Do you want to tell us?" coaxed the one who asked. He looked like he was one the verge of laughing and it made Lily's cheeks redden even more.

"Oh," she said again sheepishly. "It's Lily. Lily Evans."

"Hey, Lily," he said. "My name's Sirius."

"I'm Remus." He smiled at Lily and she felt herself loosening up a bit.

"I'm Peter," said a small tubby boy who had been silent.

"Nice to meet you all," Lily said. Now that she knew most of them, she was feeling a bit more confident. She turned to the other boy who had spoken to her so rudely before and raised her eyebrows slightly. "And you are…?" she asked him stonily. He ran a hand through his hair and cracked a lopsided grin.

"I'm—" But before he could get his name out, Lily interrupted him.

"I don't care." The boy gaped at her incredulously; he was completely surprised that this new girl, who a minute ago had been too nervous to remember her to give her name, had outsmarted him. His three friends were thinking the same thing.

"Wow," laughed Sirius. "That's the first time I have ever seen him speechless, and I've known him since we were five!" James scowled at him, but still didn't say anything.

"His name is James by the way," said Remus.

"Usually, he's the one who says stuff to shut people up," said Peter.

"I think you've met your match, James," Sirius told him, grinning like a maniac.

Indeed he had. James chuckled softly to himself as he made his way over to the ladder. Many spats had followed that day. He was the chaser on the Gryffindor quidditch team, he was top in most of his classes, and he had the attention of almost every girl in the school, yet nothing between them had changed. Lily continued to get even when he pranked her and yell at him on regular bases. None of his disarming tactics worked on her, and he couldn't figure out why. In the third year when she yelled at him for turning her hair green, he winked at her as an attempt to shut her up, but she just threatened to rip his eye out. In fourth when he pulled her chair out from under her he rubbed her hip to keep her from getting him back and she kneed him so hard that he winced at the mere memory of the pain.

Not that it bothered him.

In fact, it was quite hilarious to watch her face turn pink when she was angry. It clashed horribly with her hair. James finally reached the door and climbed through. Professor Veronique stuttered to a stop and turned to him angrily. James had it on very good authority that she had changed her name from Dorothy. Really, the things you could do with a truth serum, invisibility cloak, and a memory charm.

"Ms. Evans," she said firmly. "Care to tell us why you are late?" James shook his head and strode to a vacant seat acting like he owned the place.

"You're the divination teacher," he said casually as he leaned back and put his hands behind his head. "Isn't that your job?" The class became deadly silent. Normally, he would keep such a comment to himself, but he was in Lily's body so what did he care? Besides, it was his job to make her life hell and he was just living up to it. He smirked when he imagined what Lily's face would look like if she had heard him say that. Behind him, Parker and Kate exchanged bewildered looks. They knew perfectly well that Lily would rather cut out her tongue than be disrespectful to a teacher.

What they did not know was that this was James Potter.

Professor Veronique raised her heavily penciled eyebrows. "Excuse me?" she asked in a low voice. "Ms. Evans, I am going to ignore that only because Mars has crossed the path of Pluto, which means that I must keep my temper until it has passed. Now that you have graced us with your presence, we can go back to learning about the three crystals of shiva."

"Don't let me stop you," said James cheerily. Professor Veronique glared at him for a few moments before turning back to the class.

"As I was saying," she said, talking in a mystical type of tone. "When placed in the correct formation under water, an image of what is to come in the future will appear in on the surface. This has been in practice for many thousands of years. I myself have been able to—to—" She stuttered to a stop as she heard a loud clipping noise. She scanned around the room and found that it was coming from James. He had conjured up a pair of clippers and was cutting his nails, completely oblivious to the lesson. "Ms. Evans," said Professor Veronique sharply. James looked up at her and smiled.

"Yes Professor?" he said.

"Do you feel the need to cut your nails during my class?"

"Well," he said merrily. "Normally I wouldn't." He pulled a serious expression and lowered his voice. "But you see, Venus is in alignment with Jupiter. And it tells me that if I don't do it right now, everything as we know it will come to an end. At least, my perfect manicure will." With that said, he continued clipping. Many students were trying to contain their laughter, while others were just staring in shock at what had taken place.

"Is she crazy?" Parker whispered to Kate. "What is she thinking?"

"I don't think she is," Kate said back, her eyes glued on Lily.

"Well, Ms. Evans," said Professor Veronique stiffly. "If that is true, I suppose you did the star gazing homework that was assigned over the weekend? Tell us, what did you see?" James inspected his newly filed nails. Hm, he thought. Evans really needs to touch up this nail polish. It's beginning to look quite tacky. "Ms. Evans?" said the professor again.

"I'm sorry," he said without looking up. "Did you say something?" Professor Veronique gripped her desk until her knuckles turned pale and heaved a sigh.

"Would you like to tell us what you saw in the stars?" she said, sounding considerably less mystical.

"Well," James said slowly. "I saw quite a bit of Uranus. And let me tell you, it is not a pretty sight." There was a snort from the right and most of the class was doing their best to keep straight faces. Rowan Wilson had stuffed the sleeve of his sweater into his mouth and was beginning to turn red from the suppressed laughter that was stuck in his throat.

"Ten points from Gryffindor, Ms. Evans, for your cheek." said Professor Veronique said angrily.

James just shrugged carelessly. "That sucks."

Professor Veronique heaved a breath through her nose and tried to remain calm. "Alright," she resumed. "I want you to break up into groups and try the crystals of shiva. Write down what appears in the surface of the water." She waved her hand and bowls of water appeared on the desks along with the crystals. Then she disappeared into her office, leaving the class alone.

"What's the matter with you?" demanded Parker as she came up to James's desk. "Do you have any idea how much trouble you can get into? You are so lucky that the planets told her not to lose her temper."

James snorted. "Oh, please." He started to place the stones in the water. "If that old bat has so much as a dream, I would be surprised."

"Lily," said Kate. "As true as that may be, could you keep the comments to yourself? You are going to lose us hundreds of points if you don't shut up!"

"Come on, I have to have some fun if I'm stuck here. I mean, why did she take divination anyway? It's just a bunch of guesses—"

"Lily," interrupted Kate.

"—and that pathetic excuse for a professor is nothing more than a wannabe who walked face first into a paint pallet which she has the nerve—"

"Um…Lily, you might want to—"

"—to call make up! I would look better with make up on."

"Lily would you—!"

"And divination, please! It's all just acting. 'Ooh, Venus is aligned with Pluto so now we must all be in harmony.' Whoo-hoo."

"Lily!" said Kate and Parker together. James snapped his head up and finally paid attention.

"What?" They both pointed at something behind him looking a bit fearful, and James turned around. Oh, he thought. Look at that. Professor Veronique had been standing behind him the entire time he was talking about his views on Divination and she was not happy.

She placed her hands on her hips and set her mouth into a grim line. "So," she said.

"Hello, Professor," James said cheerily. Technically it wasn't him who was in trouble, so why should he be worried?

"So," she said again. "That is what you truly think of my class."

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Detention, Ms. Evans," she said sharply. "For disrespecting Divination."

"Let me get this straight," James said slowly. "You're giving me a detention just for not liking Divination? Couldn't you have given me a warning first? You should have mentioned when I got here that you saw this in your visions, otherwise I just would have stayed in bed."

Professor Veronique's eyes widened and she pointed furiously to the ladder. "Out, Ms. Evans," she said huffily. "If you cannot respect Divination, I want you out of my classroom until you can. Out!"

"Does this mean I don't get to study Uranus a bit further?"

"OUT!"

James got to his feet and grabbed the bag, not bothering to hide the grin that was slowly spreading on his face. Well, he thought. descending the ladder. At least I'm out of there. Evans is going to want to kill me since I landed her in detention. Excellent. James laughed to himself and checked his watch. He had about twenty minutes until class was over and since he got kicked out, he had a free period. He decided to head down to the kitchens. All that learning had made him feel a bit hungry.

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The minute Muggle Studies was over, Lily bolted out of the classroom where she impatiently waited for James. In all honesty, she had found Muggle Studies quite boring and inaccurate. For instance, Professor Harebroom had constantly mispronounced "telephone", calling it the "fellatone." When Lily had tried to correct him, she was given a lecture on how the professor was supposed to teach the students, not the other way around.

Lily checked the clock. Herbology started in five minutes and James was no where to be seen. She tapped her foot nervously, paying no attention to the girls who were waving and giggling as they passed. Throughout the entire lesson, Lily worried about what James was doing in Divination. She knew he hated it, and knowing him he would probably do something awful. Lily groaned just thinking about it. Just then, a hand waving in her face interrupted her thoughts.

"Hey Prongs…prongs…Are you there?"

Lily snapped out of it and swatted Sirius's hand away. "Why do you call him that?" she asked abruptly.

Sirius looked at her blankly. "What?"

"Why do you call him that? What does it mean?"

"Why do I call who that?"

"I mean me. Why do you call me that?"

Sirius stared at her for a moment before placing his hand on her forehead. "Are you feeling alright, James?" he asked. "Do you need to go to the Infirmary?"

Lily sighed. "Yeah, I'm fine," she told him. "I'm just not…feeling myself today."

"Alright, then. Hey, guess what happened?"

"What?"

"Two girls just had a cat fight over me!"

Lily whipped her head around and stared at him. "What?" she asked, horrified.

"I know!" exclaimed Sirius, mistaking her disgust for awe. "Isn't it great? You see, Miranda—you know, that fifth year Hufflepuff—came up to me and asked me out. And so I said okay, but then Sarah from Ravenclaw was right next to her and said that she had me for Friday night and told her to sod off. So then Miranda told her to mind her own business. Sarah got so pissed that she turned Miranda's hair grey and then Sarah shot slime out of her wand and it completely covered Miranda! It would have gotten so much worse if I hadn't stepped in between them. And let me tell you buddy, being sandwiched between two girls is a beautiful thing."

Lily's jaw dropped open. "Sirius, those two girls are sisters!" she cried.

"They are?" he asked. He looked concerned for a moment. "Then Sarah might not like the fact that I agreed to meet Miranda after my date with her. Oh, well. I'm sure they have more siblings at home. It's not like it'll ruin some special bond."

Lily sputtered angrily. She could not believe that he could be so pig-headed. This is why I don't fall for the Marauders, she thought indignantly.

Sirius glanced at her and laughed at the expression on her face. "Don't worry, Prongs. I'm sure they still like you. Let's see, that means I have Sarah and Miranda for Friday, Lindsey for Saturday, Ashleigh for Tuesday...Wendy on Thursday…Oh crap, I forgot to schedule a girl for next Wednesday!"

"Are you telling me," said Lily slowly. "That you have a girl for every day of the week?"

"Yeah," said Sirius carelessly. "How else could I get to know them all?"

Speechless, Lily watched as he pulled out a long piece of parchment and a quill. "Okay," he said, consulting the list. "I can't ask Penny. I went out with her two weeks ago and I have to wait at least two months to see her again. I can't ask Yolanda, I saw her last Monday…hmmm, decisions, decisions. Oh, Tanya's name doesn't have a check by it. I'll have to do something about that. Oh, there she is now! Hey Tanya!" A tall girl with two blond braids turned around and gasped when she saw Sirius.

"Um…hi…" she stammered. Sirius walked up to her and put his arm around her waist. Lily thought that if he wasn't holding her up, Tanya would have collapsed on the spot.

"Hey," replied Sirius casually. "Listen, are you free next Wednesday?"

"If I'm not I can be," she said quickly.

Sirius flashed her a one hundred watt smile. "That's great, doll," he said flirtatiously. "There's supposed to be a meteor shower that night. I think we could get a great view in the Astronomy Tower, and I could get a great view of the stars in your eyes."

Lily snorted and rolled her eyes. This girl would have to be a complete idiot to fall for that.

"Really?" she squealed." I would love that!"

Well, alright then.

"Alright then, I'll pick you up at eight?"

"Uh-huh…"

"See you then," Sirius said. The girl just nodded faintly and shuffled her feet to her next class, still in a daze over what had just happened. When she was gone, Sirius pulled out the list again and checked her name off.

"That is so wrong," Lily stated, shaking her head. "That has to be the corniest crap I have ever heard."

Sirius shrugged. "Hey, it works."

"Why, I will never know."

Sirius laughed as he checked to the clock. "We'd better go, James. Herbology starts in about a minute."

"You go along," she told him. "I'm waiting for someone."

Sirius slung his book bag over his shoulder. "Alright," he said. "Just this time when you snog a girl, get a closet."

"Why do people keep telling me that? Does it happen often or something?"

"Yeah," snorted Sirius. "As often as every day. I'll see you later." As Lily watched his retreating back, she thought to herself, Potter's worse than I thought. She groaned as she looked at the clock again. It looked like she was going to be late for Herbology. Lily waited about five more minutes before she decided to leave. She made her way to the greenhouse, fuming that James kept her waiting. When she opened the door, she felt like she was about to burst with anger.

There James sat, taking notes as Professor Ivy talked. When he caught sight of her, he waved cheerfully. Lily scowled at him and gripped the doorknob to keep from running over there and hexing him right on the spot.

"Mr. Potter," said Professor Oaks. "Is there a reason you are late?"

"Sorry, Professor," Lily said grimly, her gaze still fixated on James. "I was held up."

"Well, do not hold up the class any longer. Please take your seat, and five points from Gryffindor for being tardy."

"Yes, Professor." Lily sullenly walked over to the vacant seat next to James and took out a parchment and quill. "Where were you?" she hissed out of the corner of her mouth. "I told you to meet me outside of the Muggle Studies classroom!"

"Did you miss me, darling?" James drawled haughtily.

Lily turned her head angrily to see him smirking at her. She hated it when he did that, and it did nothing to improve her mood.

"Don't you darling me, Potter," she said dangerously. "I am about this close to—" Suddenly she stopped cold and her eyes widened. "Oh bugger," she mumbled.

"What is it?" James queried. Lily turned to him fearfully.

"I have to go to the bathroom."

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Until later,

Spirit