The Toe-Rag and the Lily ? (COMPLETED)

AN: Hi guys I'm back... yay! Plz read the authors note at the bottom.

Lily POV

I have never been that good at drawing. That's why I left creativity to the devil that is my sister. And I have never been good at lying either, I left that to the Slytherins. But when it comes to lying, the area that I succeed in... is lying to James. Or at least telling him things that have true facts and false everything else. So that is why when I told James the truth, I literally couldn't talk to him for the next hour.

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James and I had both been pulled out of Care Of Magical Creatures by Professor McGonagall, who, it seemed, had a task for both of us to do.

"You've both heard of the Hallowe'en Ball that the year sevens have made a tradition over the last fews years, I presume?"

We nodded our heads.

"Well, I've made it a priority for you two to make this ball the best one yet, this year you guys are in charge of running it, ok?"

"Ok," I said slowly. "But what are we supposed, like, do? I'm sure not sure you've noticed Professor McGonagall, but I'm not very good at... planning?"

Oh no. My sentence came out as a question. Not good. Never good when a sentence comes out as a question. And now I was rambling in my head, too.

"Ms Evans, you're one of the most organised people in your year level, trust me, if you can't do this we must muster all the faith we can and put it into Mr Potter, here."

"Because that instills me with confidence."

James laughed. And it wasn't an awkward laugh, either. It was... normal. And it was a fantastic laugh. So beautiful it ran chills up and down my spine. Wow, Lily Evans getting cozy with James Potter. That would just be... there aren't any words for it. I needed to go and find a dictionary.

"Well, it's all up to you guys now."

*

"Lily! Hey Lily!"

I heard someone yelling my name down the corridor. I turned, making a road block in the middle of the congested hallway. It was James.

"Yes, James," I said exasperatedly.

He held up a hand, bending over catching his breath back. Oh... did he run after me? He stood up and began.

"You know that... thing, Professor McGonagall told us we were in charge of?"

"Yeah..."

"Maybe we could work on it now?"

"Yeah... wait, this is the free we have together?"

He nodded rapidly, and grabbed my head, going with flowing tide of people who were shifting from right to left and left to right trying to enter their classrooms. James pulled me along the corridors and I tried to ignore the jealous from pretty much every girl there. Including the girls from years 3, 4, 5 and 6. Some of them have probably kissed them anyway, being the - scuse my language - little sluts they are. They've probably kissed Sirius, too come to think of it. And now that I thought of Sirius, I don't think I had seen him in ages. I stopped in my tracks in the corridor. James looked at me, following my eyes, and then he worked out why I was gagging. Marlene and Sirius, a full blown snog fest in the corner, when they should be going to class. I couldn't stop myself. James pulled me along, but instead of taking me to the library, where we were going, he headed down a passage, and suddenly we were in our common room.