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Chapter 13 (v.1)

Submitted: December 08, 2010

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Chapter 13

An Unexpected Visit

The following Saturday morning Lily sat at the Gryffindor tble in mood. James was eating his usral breakfast, some toast and a bowl of cornflakes. Lily sat across from him, the book in her hands, and let out a grumpy sign.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked her. She put her elbows on the table and rested her head on her fists.
"I've got to go and see McGonagall again." She mumbled.
That whole week Lily didn't go to any classes. McGonagall had kept her in, asking her questions.
"Again?" Rose asked. "How much more information does she need?"
"Well I still don't even know what I said." Lily complained. "Can't you tell me?".
James thought back to the night when Lily colasped.
"Don't tell her what she said." McGonagall had warned.
"Sorry, Lily." Said Rose. "But we promised."
Lily looked down, disappointment writen all over her face. James felt sorry for her.
"Lily, she must have a good reason not to tell you." James was sure there was a good reason. He didn't even want to tell her what she said.
Whatever it was, it was about their dad.
There was a sudden awkward silence. They ate in silence until Hugo, Isaac and Archie arrived. They said good morning but then went back to silence. Hugo and Archie looked at each other. Lily wasn't eating anything. She was ust staring at her food.
"Come on, Lily. You need to eat." Said James who was getting annoyed at the silence.
"Your brother is smart, Lily." Said an unfamilure voice. "You should listen to him."
James saw Diana sit next to him. A girl, who must have walked down with, was standing behind her. She was the curious looking type of girl which had long, light brown hair all the way down her back. Even know she looked innocent she had a cheeky related smile on. James relised she was a girl from his class butg just couldn't place her name.
"James, don't forget that we have to go and help Professor Hitchens with Lewis this afternoon."
That wasn't James idea of how to spend a Saturday afternoon. He had accidently agreed to it after not listening to what Hitchens was talking about.
"Um...yeah, sure."
She smiled then walked away. James tuned back to everyone else.
"Who was that?" He asked.
"That was Gwen. She's the smartest kid in our year and hardly shares any classes with you." Diana said, sighing. "I'm surprised you forgot her."
James was a bit surprised too. How could he forget that face?
"I don't really talk to much people apart from this small group." He said. "Anyway, people stare at us. It's annoying. Sometimes I like to just hang with you guys." It was true. In his first week at Hogwarts whispers followed him everywhere.
Lily looked at her watch and sigh again.
"Look's like it's time." She said. "I better get going."
"Have fun." James joked. She glared at him and he shut up.
"Don't mind him Lily." Rose said. "He's just a pain in the butt and if he doesn't watch out he will have a big pain in the butt." She warned.
Lily smiled then slowly walked out of the Great Hall. James watched as she said a small 'Good morning' to Grace then disappeared from sight.
Grace came and sat next to them.
"Has Lily got another meeting with McGonagall?"
"Yeah. She's getting really annoyed." Rose answered.
"Something must be up." Everyone looked at ech other. It's what they were all thinking aswell. "James, River wanted me to tell you that you hve Quidditch practise."
"What?" James asked.
"It was a last minute booking or something. Anyway, he wants you out right now." James hesitated only for a second and then jumped up. He had to get his broom first.
He sprinted up the staires and towards the Gryffindor Tower. He finally stopped when he got the shock of his life.
Both his parents were looking at him.
"James, why are you running?" Asked his mother. He was breathless and couldn't really speak.
"Unexpected...Quidditch...practise." He said. "What are you doing here?"
"Profesoor McGonagall wants to talk to us about Lily." Said his father. James couldn't help but feel angry when he looked at him. "Uh, we want to talk to you about it too."
"I'm not aloud." James suddenly said. "Professor McGonagall says we arren't aloud to talk to anyone about it. Not even you." Something that looked like dissapointment in his mothers face made James feel a bit better. They did lie to him and now they were here. He had to ask.
"OK, well we will see you later." Said Harry.
"Wait!" James burst out when they turned to leave. "I need to ask you something!"
His parents stared.
"Why didn't you tell us about you playing Quidditch?" They didn't move.
"What?"
"There's alot of Quidditch Cups with your name on them, dad." James said. "And a few with your name on it mum."
"I told you they would find out." Ginny whispered.
"Uh, can we talk later?" Harry asked. "We really need to be going."
"Fine, but you have to tell us why you and Uncle Ron got a Special Service to the School Award too!"
They stared at him again.
"Yeah, alright."
James let his parents go then suddenly remembered why they were there.
He didn't want to play Quidditch anymore. He had to talk to everyone else.


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