A/N Sorry about not updating! – geography exam got in the way and I also had very very massive writer's block. We had a 3 week holz but I was away 2 a place where I didn't have my laptop! So I couldn't write and after I actually wrote all of this out – guess what? My BLOODY INTERNET didn't work...Annways, this chapter is finally up – enjoy!

CHAPTER 6

In the early morning of a cold and windy Saturday morning, James found himself being woken up at 5:30 a.m by an extremely unwelcome visitor. "James! WAKE UP!"

James gave a loud snort and opened his eyes. Squinting at his 'attacker', he tried to make out who it was. "Wuzzgoinin? Whosder?"

"It's me, you twerp. Now, get out of bed so that we can go have Quidditch training. Did you know that our next game is in four weeks?"

James finally managed to figure out who his annoying visitor was. It was Jake Belington, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Usually, James' would have liked the guy's impeccable and silly nature but today, he loathed it. Groaning, he buried his face into his pillow. "It's bloody four o'clock in the morning."

Jake turned James over. "No, it's not. It's actually five thirty. Now, get going."

Defeated, James stepped out of his bed. Jake smiled cheerily. "Good man. See you down there in fifteen minutes." He walked off.

Yawning, James reached under his bed to find his shoes. After searching for a while, he only found one shoe. What am I going to do? Instinctively, he looked towards Sirius. He had a grin on his face. Hey, let's hurl the shoe at him. Oh no, you don't. Come on, conscience. Stop being so mopey all the time. I'm just being plausible. Who cares? I'm going to hurl it anyway. He threw the shoe at Sirius.

It landed on target.

"OWWWWWW!" Sirius yelled, sitting up and rubbing his head. He looked around and saw James' laughing his head off. Sirius reached for the shoe and then threw it back. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

James caught it expertly. "Oh, nothing. Just an early morning wake-up call. I've got Quidditch and you've gotta come with me." James got out of bed put on his seeker robes.

Sirius glowered at James but eventually gave in and followed suit. "You win, Potter. But next time, beware of flying shoes!"

James gave a laugh and walked out the dormitory. Sighing, Sirius followed him.

It had started to rain.

"HOW MUCH LONGER, BELINGTON?" James' shivered and clutched tightly to his broom.

Jake looked back at James'. "Just a few more minutes."

"WHAT! I CAN'T HEAR A THING YOU'RE SAYING!" The wind and the rain were making it very hard to hear.

"I SAID, JUST A FEW MORE MINUTES!"

"NO WAY! YOU SAID THAT LAST TIME AND THE TIME BEFORE AND THE TIME BEFORE THAT! I'M OUTTA HERE!" James turned his Dragenclaw 3000 towards the ground. As he neared, someone flew close to him.

"Scared, Potter?" A leering voice sounded.

James threw the newcomer a glare. "What are you doing here?"

"You're avoiding the question. Scared?"

James touched ground. "No way, Lucius. I just want to get out of the freaking rain and have some breakfast."

Lucius Malfoy sneered. "Oh, Jamesy can't take the rain? Why do you even bother playing Quidditch?"

James was beyond breaking point. "Listen, bastard; I don't have enough time for your silly games."

Malfoy laughed. "Manners, Potter." He looked over James' shoulder. "Oh look, someone's coming."

James turned around and saw Lily walking towards the Quidditch pitch with Amelie. Lily gave a grin and waved. "I'VE GOT TOAST FOR YOU AND SIRIUS!"

James smiled and waved back. "KAY! THANKS!" He turned back to Malfoy to find him looking at James, a slight smile on Malfoy's lips. "What?"

Malfoy stared at James with his cold-grey eyes. "Potter," he said softly, "Potter, Potter, Potter. I never knew you could sink so low." He looked at Lily and his disgusting smile deepened. "Fraternizing with a mudblood; actually having the nerve to fall in love with her." He looked back at James. "Disgraceful."

James was boiling. "Shut up, Malfoy! Don't you dare talk about Lily like that or you'll regret it!"

Malfoy gave a laugh and his eyes glittered. "Or what?"

James drew out his wand. "Or else I'll make you wish that you'd never been born."

Malfoy eyed the wand apprehensively. "Oh, what will you do Potter? Dance at me?" He gave a laugh. "No? I don't think you have the guts to do anything to me." He also drew out his wand. "You don't have the brains, or the bravery."

By then, Lily and Amelie had figured out what was happening and they started running towards the two boys, who were facing each other, wands drawn.

"James! Don't do anything!"

James addressed Lily, although he was still facing Malfoy. "Lily, stay out of it."

Out of breath, she tried to lower James' arm. "James-"

Sirius touched down. "Hey man, don't do anything stupid!"

Malfoy snickered. "Potter, you have all you're little saviours telling you not to fight me because they know that you won't win against me; especially when you hang out with her." He gestured to Lily. "Filthy, lit-"

"VINDICTO!"

Malfoy was blasted off his feet and slumped, unconscious, as he bashed into the Quidditch stadium.

James looked at Lily. "You cursed him."

Lily responded with a shrug. "You did too."

James was shocked. Lily cursed a person? WOW!

Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared. "What? What has happened to Mr Malfoy?"

James squirmed a bit. "Well...um..."

"Speak up, boy. Don't stutter and mumble."

"Well, we kinda...cursed him," he muttered.

McGonagall's nostrils flared. "Cursed him?"

Lily spoke up. "Yeah, me and James."

Mrs McGonagall looked livid. "This is outrageous behaviour! Cursing a fellow friend? I am appalled by your actions." She shook her head. "Ten points from Gryffindor, each and you both shall have detention."

James' mouth dropped open. "But...but he attacke-"

"No buts, Potter."

Lily tried to reason with her. "Professor, Malfoy tried to-"

"No reasons, Evans."

James made a noise like an angry cat and turned towards the castle. Lily followed suit.

As they marched towards the castle, they were both thinking the same thing.

Stupid Malfoy.

Lily's POV

"Can you believe it?" I seethed. "I mean, Malfoy was insulting me so I attacked him. It wasn't purely my fault!"

I slammed my books onto the table as I walked into Charms with Suzy.

"Yeah, it was rather harsh."

We settled down at our usual table just as James walked in, nearly breaking down the door in the process. Sirius was not far behind.

Professor Flitwick started. "Mr Potter! Try not to break the door."

James paid no attention to him and walked towards us. He pulled out a chair and sat down, saying, "Freaking Malfoy. I swear, some day, I will grab his neck and-" He made a violent gesture.

I was peeved too so I decided to join in. "Yeah, and we'll cut out his guts-"

"-make them into jellyfish cubes-"

"-fry 'em-"

"-satay, more like-"

"-yeah and then slice his brains in half-"

"-and feed it to his dog-"

Suzy cut in. "Guys, stop it."

I smiled sheepishly at her. "Soz Suze. Just letting off some steam."

She rolled her eyes. "I swear, you guys are perfect for each other."

"WHAT!" I yelled.

James looked stunned for a minute, then recovered and said, "Yeah, what were you thinking?"

Sirius snickered and whispered something to James. In retaliation, James punched him and said, "Shut up." I couldn't help noticing that James was blushing.

I tore my eyes away from them. "Suzy, how could yo-"

"Be quiet! Today, we sill be practising the enchantment that enables us to control a stationary object. Split up into pairs and practice!"

It was so incredibly boring that I started shooting random spells at random people. It was really funny; Frank Longbottom rose a few feet into the air when I used the flying charm. When he realized, he panicked and started thrashing around but I let him down. Suzy and I had to stifle our giggles.

"God," she whispered. "Nice one."

The bell rang and it was never more welcome.

As we rushed out the classroom, Professor McGonagall walked towards us. "Mr Potter, Miss Evans! I need to talk to you."

Groaning, we walked to her. "Yes, Professor?"

She pursed her lips. "Both of you will serve your detentions in 3 days time, in the Great Hall. I trust you know what you will be doing in there."

James nodded.

I didn't get it. "Um...Professor? What will we be doing?"

She looked at me incredulously. "Surely you know what is happening in 3 days time?"

I stared blankly at her.

Professor McGonagall sighed and said, "The Renaissance Ball."

I suddenly remembered when, on the train, James wanted to take me to the Ball.

Feeling his eyes on me, I turned to Professor McGonagall. "Oh, right. Yeah, so we'll be putting up the decorations, right?"

She nodded crisply. "Precisely. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go talk to Professor Flitwick." She strode into the classroom that we had just vacated.

There was an uncomfortable silence.

Finally, I muttered, "Let's go to DADA," and started walking quickly to our

classroom.

I felt James following me. Good thing he didn't say anything.

James' POV

What is wrong with Lily? Seriously – there is something wrong with that girl.

I mean, she keeps on denying her feelings for me. Okay, that sounded conceited. Let me rephrase that.

She keeps on denying that she might have feelings for me.

I looked over at her and saw her concentrated on writing out the theory notes on the board, her red hair a curtain around her heart-shaped face. Omg, she is gorgeous. Shut up! Jamie James, you can't deny your feelings. I said, S-H-U-T U-P. giggles haha, unrequited love, eh? Okay, that's it. If you don't stop, I'm going to slice you in half. I'm stopping. Good.

I suppressed my anger as Michael went over and sat next to Lily. He was telling some random joke and Lily was laughing at it!

I hate that guy.

I hate everything from his stupid, blonde hair...

...to his fugly attitude towards my Lily...

...to his every so often smirks which are directed at me.

God, he pisses me off so much that I'm starting to sound like a girl. I sighed with relief when Michael moved back to his original seat.

I continued to watch Lily for a while until the bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson. As she got up from her seat, she looked up and our eyes met for a second – before she hastily looked down again.

Was I really that scary?

My eyes followed her as she exited the classroom. The continued to survey the door long after she had gone.

Sighing, I grabbed my bag and started making my way up to our common room.

A/N Okay...so this chapter iznt exactly...long. But u cant blame me! points to brain - this fault!

Annwayz, reviews are always welcome.

leigh