Author's Note: Here it is! The long-overdue chapter. This one is named after the song by King Harvest. There is no actual dancing, but it still seemed appropriate. Okay, so new game to make you guys happy. I will give you a quote from Lily's POV from the prequel and you can guess who said it. Whoever guesses correctly gets to act smug for being correct since I can't think of a better prize. Here is the quote.

"Lily? Shut up."
Now, it's either:
A) Dorcas
B) Marlene
C)Peter
D) Remus
E) Sirius
F) Severus

Also, people have been asking me a lot lately what my old fan fic Deleted Scenes From Harry Potter was since it was deleted before some of you could read it. Well, I decided to bring it back. Not through fan fic since it'd just get deleted again but through forum that way you can all contribute as was the case with the fic before. Check out my bio page to find the forum and make sure to read the rules and have fun with it. Now, on to the chapter!

Wednesday, April 29
Muggle Studies

Ha ha!

Shut up, Sirius! I told you my predicament so you could help me, not laugh at me. Laughing is not helping.

On the contrary, I'm encouraging you to see the silver lining, laugh at yourself, and to always look on the bright side of life.

No, Sirius. It sounds more like you're trying to write a song. Help him, you're his friend.

You are too!

Well you technically never asked me for help.

Same here!

Well it's assumed that you two will help me. Sirius takes some persuading, though.

Ah, what the hell? I'll help you. I am, after all, the master of romance.

Moony, I need your help now more than ever.

Did you not hear what I said? Or see what I wrote in this case?

He's talking crazy, Moony. I need help from you.

I don't know, James. I don't like how you begged Sirius for help and then you're just going to drop him.

And you never asked Moony and I because you assumed we would. What if we were busy?

Busy doing what, Wormtail?

Fine. I'm not busy, I just don't want to help you this time around.

Are you serious?

No, Padfoot is Sirius (and yes, I just wrote that) and I don't want to help you either.

They're right, mate. It's time you learned to do these things on your own. Besides, you got yourself into this mess with promising Lily a date once a month on your "anniversary". You two make me sick.

Sirius, when you finally get the girl of your dreams, you'll understand. Now, I have to think something up for Saturday on my own, no thanks to any of you!

Your welcome.

Later
Transfiguration

Maybe if I transfigured a couple of stones into some puppies. No, Lily only likes cats. Damn it. If she was a dog person, that would make this so much easier.

Later
Charms

Billy, silly, frilly, chilly…damn it, nothing rhymes with Lily! So writing a poem for her is out. Plus that is just too sickening for me to even make a real attempt at. I'd rather spend an hour in Madam Pudifoots than succeed in writing a poem. I tried to get inspiration from some other poets-Muggle poets that Lily likes. But Shakespeare was too fruity (and I can hardly understand a thing that man said), and Poe was just a little too depressing. I guess I should be a little less harsh on Poe since he lost his mother and his wife to the same disease, but he aired out his sorrows to the public more than F. Scott Fitzgerald. With Poe, The Raven, Annabel Lee, and Deep In Earth are all about death. Death is a good subject for a funeral, just not a date.

Unless you meet someone at a funeral and get a date with them, but that's just kind of creepy.

Later
Potions

That's it. I have to go to the underworld for inspiration.

Later
Boy's Dormitory

Sirius walked in to the dormitory and stopped suddenly when he saw me, causing Remus to run into him and Peter to run into Remus and fall flat on his back…he's a little more unbalanced than the rest of us. Sirius pointed accusingly at me, mouth agape.

"Don't say anything!" I snapped before he could say anything. Sirius' jaw snapped closed and then he turned around, yanking-really more like throwing-Remus and Peter into the room and slamming the dormitory door shut.

"What is wrong with you?!" he bellowed. "Who are you and what have you done with James?!"

"I'm just trying to find ideas for a date for Lily," I insisted.

"Prongs," Wormtail said slowly, "Jane Austen books are for girls. Girls who want to get married. Not for guys to get ideas for dates. They didn't even go out on dates back in 1813! You do not get ideas for a date from Pride and Prejudice!"

Now, you see, my friends criticize me for my efforts. However, I would like to point out that I got twice as far in that book as I did before and all for love…yeah, I'm pathetic when it comes to Lily, I'll admit it.

"Look all of you just shut up, I'm desperate right now and I'm trying to concentrate." I gestured to the book. They all shook their heads and went off to do their own activities: Remus went to study-he's leaving again in a few days-, Sirius was flipping through a Quidditch magazine, and Peter was trying to learn some Muggle thing called origami. After a few minutes, something began to bother me. I looked at the front of the book, then turned back to Peter.

"Wormtail," I began cautiously. "How did you know Pride and Prejudice was published in 1813?" Sirius and Remus whipped their heads around toward him. Wormtail turned red and began to stammer, not really getting a coherent sentence out.

"You traitor!" Sirius bellowed, pointing an accusing finger at him. Wormtail emitted a squeak and, with very surprising speed, bolted off his bed and had his hand on the door knob before Sirius could even toss his magazine aside. "Get back here!" Sirius barked, taking off after him.

"Chasing me is futile! I'll just cause an accident and make it look like you did it!" Peter warned. The door slammed shut behind them and all was silent in our dormitory.

"You gonna go stop them?" Remus asked.

I considered it for a moment. "No. They can work it out for themselves. They're mature enough."

Remus nodded. "They have grown up quite a bit since first year, haven't they?"

"Yeah," I agreed. "The last time Sirius put a dungbomb under someone's desk was a month ago."

Thursday, April 30
Muggle Studies

Ha! I found the answer! In the Daily Prophet, no less! I was skimming through it, something caught my eye, I read it and I know what I'm doing with Lily on our date.

"Perfect!" I exclaimed. "Here, Sirius, you can stop glaring at me now and do your crossword." Sirius' mood instantly improved the moment that newspaper in his hands. My mood improved tenfold when Lily sat down next to me at that particular moment.

"Our date has been moved up to tonight. No need to dress in anything fancy." I smiled, Lily's eyes narrowed.

"You are not going to get me on a broom again," she insisted stubbornly. "I told you: I'm naturally awful at it."

"And I told you, that you can't expect to be great at it right away. I was awful when I first started to learn."

"That's because you were five and you didn't listen when your Mum said that you weren't ready for a 'big boy broom', yet," Sirius pointed out. "OW!" he yelped. I had kicked him in the shin under the table.

"I told you before! It was Easter and I found where Mum had been stashing all my candy and that was the day I learned that two bags Sherbet Balls, eighteen Jelly Slugs, and eleven Chocolate Frogs should never be combined." I hung my head, feeling a little ashamed. I can still remember that sugar-crazed, terrifying day.

I was brought back to the present by a sharp pain in my shin.

"GAH!" I choked out. "Sirius! You-bastard!"

Sirius shrugged. "You kicked me first."

"Well you deserved it!"

"So did you!"

"Two wrongs don't make a right."

"So you admit that you were wrong?"

"Never!"

"Silencio!" Lily muttered in exasperation. Sirius and I tried to hurl more accusations at each other, but it was in vain. We just gave up. "When you two can play nicely," Lily emphasized, "I will take away the spell. Until you can get along, eat your breakfast. Ah! Sirius what have I told you about playing with your food?" Sirius had been preparing to launch some eggs on a spoon at the Hufflepuff table. He dumped the eggs back on his plate and took a bite out of an apple instead. Remus and Peter showed up then.

"Sorry we're late," Remus grunted when he sat down. "I was helping Peter come up with a concluding paragraph on an essay. What'd I miss?"

Lily shrugged. "Nothing, really. We were just having a nice, quiet breakfast."

"Silencing Charm, again?" Peter asked.

Sirius and I nodded.

Lily can actually handle situations like Sirius and I arguing with each other really well. It's another quality I really like her. She'll be a great mother one day.

Er-I mean, she should be a Healer in St. Mungo's or…something like that. Why did I even think that?

Later
Transfiguration

Sirius finally completed the crossword and we were able to read over some of the articles about how stupid the Ministry is being. Well, they didn't say that outright, but we pretty much surmised that.

"Why can't they just do their damn job?" Peter complained as we made our way downstairs.

"Because they employ idiots at the Ministry," Remus pointed out. "For some reason, for thousands of years, everybody thinks that we need incompetent people to run a government just to make people with low self-esteem feel they have some sort of importance in their lives."

"Well that's sure to bring down their self-esteem another couple of notches-"

"Hey!" Sirius barked. He had stopped at a painting. "Quit following us! Don't you have something better to do? Go find the painting with all the drunks, or something." The figures in the painting dashed off to another painting. What is it with paintings following us around? Well, they do live in a frame and on a canvas, it's not like they have anything better to do.

Later
Charms

James, when are we meeting up tonight?-L.E.

I was thinking about an half hour after dinner.-J.P.

Can't you give me some sort of hint about what I should wear.

Hm…a jacket or a sweater may not hurt.

So we are going outside.

Yes, but we won't go near the Quidditch pitch, okay?

Sounds good.

So are you taking her to see Hagrid? Real, romantic.-S.B.

No, I'm not taking her to see Hagrid. His cooking would kill her. I'm surprised it hasn't killed us yet.

Personally, I think it's an extremely slow-acting poison that will kick in full force on the day we graduate. But, with our bloody amazing potions skills, we'll be able to whip up a quick antidote and a matter of seconds, thus restoring us to perfect health and making us international wizard celebrities.

You've been reading too many fantasy novels.

And you've been reading too many girly novels. At least now that you have an idea for a date with Lily, you can quit reading that book.

Um…yeah, sure I can.

Oh, no!

Look, Sirius, I'm at the part where Elizabeth goes off to visit her friend Charlotte and they see Darcy again at Lady Catherine's home and it's obvious he's in love with her and it's a horribly awkward situation and you know how much you and me like to laugh at awkward situations, so shut up.

What has she done to you?!

I repeat: shut up.

Later
Defense Against the Dark Arts

First draft of a practice NEWT essay:

The Dark Ages of the Muggles was an equally dark period for witches and wizards alike. It was in this time where the notorious and powerful warlock Temple Eesti. Grief-stricken over the loss of his Muggle wife to the Black Death in 1349, Eesti tried to reanimate her and bring her back to life. He semi-succeeded and created the Inferi. When he realized that he hadn't actually brought his wife back, he went to reverse it, but his wife had disappeared to the nearby Muggle village and had managed to accidentally kill several innocent people. A mob of Muggles set her on fire and she was destroyed. Eesti forgot all about the mistake he made and blamed the Muggles for keeping his wife from him forever-I'd like to spend forever with Lily, even though I know it's not physically possible and there's no way I can resort to that creepy motive. Oh, yeah, the essay-and he went on a rampage, raising Muggles from the graves and turning them into Inferi and killing Muggles and adding them to his numbers. He had made enough for a small army before a band of wizards and witches came and destroyed not only the army but Eesti himself. Fire and light still remains the best defense against the Inferi.

Well except for the part where I got really off topic, I think that was an EXCELLENT essay. I'd give myself an O for that…then again, I am biased. Let's face it, my essay was terrible. There, I said it.

Later
Potions

I think I know what's wrong with me! See, my theory is that when I said I was in love with Lily before I was only mostly in love, but now that I've been with her for a while I've all the sudden, without warning, fallen completely in love. Whereas before we were going out I would stare at her to annoy her, I can't help but do it now, so my theory must be the reason why. It's either that or her "don't –touch-you-can-make-yourself-happy-on-your-own-time" policy is starting to get to me. If she'd just let me touch something­-forget it, I'm over it.

Later
Boy's Dormitory

Have Cloak, have Map, and will have Girl once I go retrieve her from the Common Room.

Later
Boy's Dormitory

I put on the cloak before I left the dormitory, and fled down the stairs. Lily was waiting for me near the bottom of them. I tapped her shoulder and she whipped around, but saw nobody.

"James?" she hissed. "If that's you that is so not funny."

"Yes, it is," I whispered back. "Now come up here until nobody in the common room can see you."

She brushed past me. I made sure nobody was coming up or down the stairwell before I covered her too.

"Nice to see you," she whispered sarcastically. But she gave me a quick kiss so I knew it was fine. We snuck out of the common room, through the halls, and out the secret passage to the grounds.

I counted to a hundred while we walked away from the castle and then stopped. "Here's good," I decided. I lowered the two of us to the ground, making sure the cloak still covered us even when we were laying down.

"What are we doing out here?" Lily whispered into the still night. I checked my watch.

"Two more minutes," I muttered to myself. "Just keep looking up," I told Lily. She eyed me curiously but I kept my eyes up. She gave up and did the same. A few minutes later, she gasped.

"Was that-did I just see-oh, look! There's another one!" she gasped excitedly. I grinned. Taking her out to see the meteor shower had been a great idea. I had seen the notice in the Astrology section of the Prophet and I thought it'd be a nice idea since I had never seen one personally myself. Plus, I was desperate.

We watched the show for quite a while without saying anything. I was worried Lily might've fallen asleep, but that was when she said, "I do not want a date next month. You'd have to perform a miracle to top this."

I shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, I am really amazing so I may just be able to do that." Lily elbowed me playfully in the ribs.

"You are good at planning these dates, I'll admit, and guessing what you might do helped take my mind off of my Mom. But honestly, James, you're just spoiling me. I'm going to become one of those horrible bratty and demanding girlfriends."

"No you won't, because if you start becoming that, I'll tell you, you'll hit me, and then you'll feel bad about it and the whole spoiling process will be reversed. I've got it all planned, don't worry."

Lily sighed. "It's you. I have to worry. You give me no choice." I didn't know whether to be happy or worried about that, so I didn't say anything. "Tell me something I don't know about you," Lily demanded suddenly a few minutes later.

"When I was two, I got a toy hippogriff. Kind of like a teddy bear, but it would've scared Muggle children into therapy. Anyway, I loved that thing and I always slept with it and I didn't go by a night without it. I kept telling myself that once I got to Hogwarts, I had to leave him at home-his name was Hippo, by the way. I know, clever-but when September rolled around and it was time to go to the station, I stashed him in my trunk at the last minute. I managed to hide him from my mates for a year. Sirius caught me trying to stash him back in my trunk one morning and told me that I would either stop sleeping with Hippo or he'd drop him from the dormitory window, stop on him, drag him through the mud, rip up off his limbs, then light him on fire. Needless to say, I haven't slept with Hippo since and he is sitting quietly and peacefully at home with Mum." I sighed and closed my eyes. "Your turn."

"I didn't fall back asleep Tuesday morning and I heard what you said," Lily replied nonchalantly. I froze up and I swear my heart stopped for a second before picking back up at twice the speed it was going before. Oh, shit. I had committed relationship suicide. I braced myself for the inevitable final blow to our relationship.

"I love you too, you big coward. Waiting until you think a girl is asleep," she muttered under her breath. "You could have at least have the decency to say it to me when my eyes were open and I had a chance to make myself look presentable. Now I'll always remember that moment with me looking like the usual morning train wreck and attempting to say something back to you but it all just came out as a garbled mess and-mmmmph!" I have found that, when Lily goes into an annoyingly long rant, it is sometimes best to kiss her. This was one of those times. We broke apart after a minute or two and went back to watching the show in the sky.

"You looked great that morning, you always do," I mentioned to her. She snuggled closer to me. All in all, it was a great night, but I'm horribly exhausted now and I must turn in before I pass out over this journal and my mates discover it. I was able to save Hippo, and I want to be able to save this journal, too.

Friday, May 1
Unspeakably early in the Boy's Dormitory

I had a dream. It was a really good dream, but it was one of those ones where you swear they're real. I was actually stretched out in my four-poster for a little while, grinning like an absolute loon with pure euphoria when I realized that the dream wasn't real. Instead of being relieved (the dream had been slightly ridiculous) I was surprised to find that I was sincerely…disappointed and I don't know why. It's all very confusing and if I do manage to get back to sleep, it'll be a miracle.

Later
Boy's Dormitory

Managed to get back to sleep, but I'm still confused over meaning of dream. Maybe breakfast will help clear things up.

Later
Muggle Studies

Breakfast was no help at all. I think it just made me even more confused and more than a little twitchy, too. I tried to be calm and eat my breakfast, but I kept on thinking about my dream and somebody would say my name and I'd jump back to reality, startled. Maybe I shouldn't have had so much coffee this morning.

Later
Muggle Studies, still

James! Why are you so twitchy today?

I am not twitchy!

Yes, you are. Did your date go bad last night?

No, it went off better than expected, actually.

What'd you do?

There was a meteor shower, we went off to see that. She loved it.

Then why are you so twitchy?

I am not twitchy…fine, maybe I am just a little bit. I just had a rather odd dream last night and I thought it was real for a little while before I realized that it wasn't.

That's perfect!

Why is it perfect? Do we finally have proof he's insane?

We've had proof of that since first year.

Hey!

No. It's perfect because I need to interpret that type of dream for Divination!

Oh, boy.

Later
Transfiguration

During our free period, I had to stretch out on the couch in the common room and relay my dream to Remus. Only, I changed it around a little bit and made it seem like a couple of complete strangers were the center of the dream. My friends looked at me like I was a complete loon and Remus gave me a interpretation of the dream but I don't think his interpretation was correct since I lied about it to him. I guess I'll have to figure it out for myself.

Later
Charms

I am extremely late to this class. Firstly, there was a fight between two fifth year boys over some girl (and she was looking rather smug about it, too. They should both dump her and become best mates.) With the help of Lily and Annie, we broke up the fight. The two blundering idiots had thrown aside their wands and were throwing punches at each other instead of hurling hexes. We managed to break them apart and they had bloodied each other up pretty good. Right when I was taking away points, Annie rushed to the bathroom, hand covering her mouth. Other professors came by when they heard the racket and took the two boys away to the Hospital Wing, scolding them for their gorilla-like behavior. Annie came out then.

"Want us to walk you up to the Hospital Wing?" I offered. Lily gave me a look to indicate that she'd rather not do that for Annie.

"Oh, no, it's fine," Annie said, brushing off the matter like it was nothing. "After it came up, I felt just fine. I'll just go wash up in my dormitory and explain everything to McGonagall." She walked cautiously away down the corridor. I went to Lily and put my arm around her waist and kissed her on the head. Her mood improved instantly.

Later
Defense Against the Dark Arts

I revised my practice essay and turned it in. The professor decided to talk to us about the topic and read us a copy of a letter Temple Eesti had written to his beloved wife in the days of their engagement to illustrate for us just how deep his attraction for his wife ran and what drove him to such extreme measures after her death. It was in the middle of his reading that the meaning of my dream hit me like a ton of bricks. I almost wanted to laugh right there for some reason. But now I know what I need to do. First: run into Hogsmeade real quick after Potions. Secondly: write to Mum. That way I know if I'm about to do something really stupid, but I don't think I am. Now, the only thing I have left to do is to keep this a complete secret.

Later
Boy's Dormitory

I feel like a criminal. I snuck into Hogsmeade, I sent a quick note to Mum, and I'm hiding something from my friends. They shouldn't be able to see what it is. They know how to reverse the spell I have on it, but as long as they don't know there's a spell, then I should have no trouble.

Later
Boy's Dormitory, still

My mates all came up together while I was flipping through a copy of a Quidditch magazine.

"Hey, Prongs," Sirius grunted as he kicked off his shoes. "Where were you after Potions? Lily said you told her you had to go take care of something?"

I shrugged, trying to stay calm. "Oh, I just had to go into Hogsmeade for a minute and write to Mum. Not a big deal, really." I hope my voice didn't crack or anything. Moony and Wormtail ignored me and accepted my half-truth. Sirius had his eye on the magazine in my hands.

"Is that the latest issue?" he asked curiously. I nodded.

"You want a look? I was going to finish up something for Muggle Studies anyway." I was nervous about offering him the magazine, but I had to act like nothing was out of the ordinary. He took the magazine and I fished around for my book. I froze when I saw Sirius take out his wand. I yelled "NO!" right when he was muttering the counter spell. He gaped at the page in front of him.

"I knew it! I knew you were hiding something from me!" Sirius yelled. Remus and Peter were curious now. I leaped over to his four-poster and tried to take the magazine from him, but he tossed it to Remus.

"Whoa!" he bellowed. His eyes bulged at the page and he tossed the magazine to Peter. Peter turned ghostly white. I managed to get the magazine from him and I put it back in my trunk.

"Are you serious?!" Sirius barked. "When?! How?! Why?!"

"I just decided today!" I told him. "Nobody else knows except you three and I expect you to keep it a secret." I looked pointedly at them.

"James," Remus said cautiously. "Shouldn't you sit on this for a few days before making this decision? It is pretty life-changing."

I sighed. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

Sirius eyed me. "Is this that whole 'love' thing again? James, you don't get married when you're in love! It's only when you get the girl pregnant and there's no other way out!"

Yes, that's the big decision I came to today: I plan to propose to Lily Evans. And if she says yes, I have already decided that Sirius should not make a speech at our wedding.

Another Author's Note: Isn't it exciting? Who could guess this was coming with the sequel?