As Lily hobbled her way into her room Alice was there waiting at the end of her bed for her to come in. Before any civilised convocation had begun Alice had started pissed herself laughing so hard that she dropped the book she was currently reading.
"Alice shut up" Alice's laughter continued "I tripped over" that only made her laugh harder "over James" this shut Alice up.
"James? James Garrick the beater for Hufflepuff?" she asked the laughter starting back up again "you know he's quite cute for a 6th year but you could do better"
"no" Lily said shyly hoping that Alice would drop it.
Ignoring her Alice went on "actually I heard he got a really bad rash just a couple of weeks ago, it was all over his-"
"please don't say-"
"LEG!"
"firstly- EW! Secondly- it doesn't matter because it wasn't him"
"if it wasn't Hufflepuff James then.........WAIT- DON'T! Lily don't you dare tell me you were with James Potter because I will...... I will.... I will not be happy"
"he was following me around then we were running away from this sludge which looked like the stuff Sirius made in potions."
"the one that made peter bald for like a month?" Alice interrupted
"yeah that one, but then my foot got stuck and I rolled it so Potter had to carry me" Lily rambled on so fast Alice had to pause a moment to catch up.
"Potter was carrying you?" Alice had a dirty smirk on her face.
"Alice" Lily warned.
"so, you're telling me that you and Potter were prancing around the halls ALL by yourselves and then you, what was it? tripped?" earning a nod from lily, "and he carried you like his bride ALL the way back from the 5th floor, is that right? Alice asked, although Lily didn't like the sarcastic tone that was placed over the story.
"okay it wasn't quite like that" Lily reminded her in a stiff tone.
"mmmmhmmm I'm sure that he didn't cop a feel either?" at this Alice raised her eyebrows implying the obvious.
Lily had to think about that, if anyone got a feel it was probably her considering she was playing with his hair and she had her hand on his man boobs at one stage. Thinking about it made her feel reminiscent of the night they had shared together, and hopefully the details would stay between just them.
"earth to Lily?"
"goodnight Alice"
"fine"
Lily hobbled into bed that night and dreamt of James's warm fingers wrapped around her own, his body heat that radiated off him and his jet-black hair that she suddenly didn't find quite so annoying.
