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The Gryffindors quickly made their escape. Once they were out of the classroom, Lily turned on James, "I can't believe you got me in trouble!"

"It's not my fault!" James shouted back.

"Yes it is!"

"No it isn't. You chose to take part. I didn't force you. Take some responsibility for your own actions and stop behaving like a stuck up, spoilt brat. You're driving me mental." James stormed off.

"I can't believe him! I really don't know why you lot are friends with him," she said to the remaining Gryffindors before storming off in the other direction.

Chapter 19:

"Do you think they both realise that they are supposed to be in defence in five minutes?" Alice asked, trying desperately to keep her laughter in. The remaining Gryffindor began to make their way towards the defence classroom. When they walked into the room, they were surprised to see both Lily and James already present. They were sat at different ends of the room and were pointedly looking away from each other.

Professor Bartlet was laughing slightly at the sight of the two twelve year olds as he stood up to get his classes attention. He summoned their homework before beginning the lesson. "Today we are going to be learning about Ghouls. Many wizarding houses have ghouls. Raise your hand if there is a ghoul that lives in your attic or basement."

Several students raised their hand sheepishly, including Alice and Marlene. "You there," Bartlet pointed at Marlene, "what's your name?"

"Marlene McKinnon, sir."

"Tell me about your ghoul Miss McKinnon."

"He's a bit of a nuisance to be honest. He's really noisy. He throws things around the house and makes weird groaning noises but my mum insists on keeping him because he gets rid of any bugs and household pests, apparently."

"That he does – ghouls live off of bugs and other household pets – so that makes things a bit easier for your mother when she does her spring clean."

"You, what's your name?"

"Alice Prewett, sir."

"Miss Prewett tell me about yours."

"Erm, he's pretty much the same as Marlene's except he's a chameleon ghoul so he can disguise himself as an everyday object to avoid being seen. My mum absolutely hates him – she nearly called the Ghoul Task Force to get rid of him."

"Very good girls. Twenty points to Gryffindor each. Ghouls are more annoying than dark. They are ugly creatures that resemble a slimy, buck-toothed ogre. They tend to live in the attics or barns of wizarding families homes. They are relatively harmless and are really just seen as nuisances. The ministry classify them with only two x's so they are deemed practically harmless. However, I would like to disagree. These nuisances have been known on occasion to become murderous. If this is the case they no longer just throw things around the house for fun but rather to inflict pain and cause injury and potentially death. I would like you to work in pairs and make a list of spells and charms that you could use to defend yourself against a ghoul that had decided to attack you."

James and Sirius set to work together making their list of spells. "Obviously, the blocking spells…"

"Obviously," James replied, "I doubt a knockback spell would work on a ghoul…"

"Could we disarm it? Take the object from it?" Sirius asked.

"I'm not sure. Might be worth a go… if that doesn't work we could try a summoning spell – although I've not tried that yet. It might be difficult."

Soon Professor Bartlet was calling their attention back to himself. "Right I would now like you to try out your list of spells on this ghoul that I took from the Ghouls Studies classroom. Line up in your pairs…"

Most of the pairs failed to prevent the ghoul from making a mess of the room as it threw things about. James and Sirius managed to protect themselves but most of their attacking spells didn't work. They were about to give up when James remembered the summoning spell's incantation. "Accio book!" The book that the ghoul was holding jumped out of his hand and James grabbed it.

"Very good Mr Potter. Twenty points." Professor Bartlet smiled, "ok class, next lesson we will be looking at ghosts. For homework can you please write me two rolls of parchment on the differences between ghouls, ghosts and poltergeists? Thank you very much. Off you go."

The Gryffindors made their way towards their history of magic classroom. Several of them yarned, "I can't believe we have double history of magic now. I'm definitely going to fall asleep."

History of magic was as ever, the most boring lesson the Gryffindors had on their timetable. Professor Binns was droning on about the Medieval Assembly of European Wizards. Something that none of them – except Lily – cared about in the slightest. The lesson had been going on for what felt like forever and most of the students were losing the will to live. Sirius wondered aloud, "If I die here, do you think my ghost will have to stay here? Forever listening to Binns… I think I'd die all over again."

Several people sniggered in response. The majority of the class were day dreaming or asleep throughout the two hours. "For homework, I expect a three foot long essay about this organisation." Most of the class woke up at the sound of Binns talking about homework and groaned loudly. Luckily Professor Binns was deaf and so never heard their complaints, including Sirius Blacks loud, "stupid jerk. It's the first week! I hate History of Magic!"

The Gryffindors sat together at the Gryffindor table. Harry watched as his parents ignored each other, man they really are childish! James sat next to Rachel with a hand on her knee. Things were still awkward but James had decided to wait the awkward out. "Why does Lily keep giving you dirty looks?" Rachel asked.

"What? Evans?" James said, turning his head to see Evans turning away from him, "she's just annoyed because she has to do all this extra-curricular work because we all threw that party. She's not the only one though… but she's the only one complaining. Apparently, it's all my fault…"

"Oh dear," Rachel frowned.

"Never mind," James said, kissing his new girlfriend on the forehead, trying desperately to forget the red headed menace. "She doesn't matter."

After lunch the Gryffindors had charms with the Hufflepuffs before making their way to their new Muggle Art class. They sat at the back disgruntled as the teacher spoke about something called the Renaissance and showed them different pictures. James sighed in boredom. Even Lily was barely paying attention, saying that she had learnt most of this in her muggle school before she began at Hogwarts. Half way through the class, the teacher handed out paper and a long stick – similar to a wand – with a hairy bit at the end. James looked at his, unsure what he was expected to do. Lily laughed at him, "dip it in the paint, Potter."

They began to paint. Lily's picture was incredible but most of the other Gryffindors were failing. James was being very particular about his own, taking time over every brush stroke. When he had finally finished, his best friend whistled in appreciation, "wow man that's pretty good."

Even Lily had to admit that James could paint.

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