Not Your Average Quidditch Fan

As she entered the dining room, Lily gasped at the enormous amount of food heaped onto the plates. Seeing her expression, James said nervously, "I hope it´s enough. I was only expecting Sirius."

"Only?" Lily asked incredulously. "James, that´s enough food to feed an entire Quidditch team!"

"Right," James said, laughing at himself, "but Sirius, well he- let´s just say he eats enough to fill four stomachs."

Smiling, Lily shook her head. "He´s quite an individual. I´ve never met anyone who flirts as much as Arabella before, but I guess there´s a first time for everything. Speaking of Sirius, where is he? I thought he followed Arabella to the table."

"One thing´s for sure," James said, "wherever Arabella is, Sirius won´t be far behind."

Just then, an agonized scream interrupted their conversation. "Sirius Black, just wait till I get my hands on you!" Arabella yelled at the top of her lungs.

"But, but, Bella," Sirius protested, "your hair looks positively smashing. It´s the exact same shade of blue as your eyes, which, if I might add, are very gorgeous." Arabella´s only response was a scream of frustration.

By this point, Lily and James were standing with their ears glued to the door, choking back their laughter. All of a sudden, Sirius came storming out, knocking the eavesdroppers to the floor. "I don´t get it," he muttered, "All the others adored being the target of my pranks. And I told her it looked great. Besides, it wears off in a few minutes." Turning around, he pleaded, "James, what am I gonna-" His eyes gleamed. "Why, Jamsie, it seems you and Miss Evans have gotten rather well aquainted during my absence."

His words startled Lily and James out of their trance. What? Acquainted? What am I- Oh my God, Lily, you´re lying on top of James Potter! On the floor! How did I get here? I must have fallen. Oh well, this is ... nice.

James had turned beet-red at the feeling of Lily´s body on top of his. C´mon Potter, think of something smart to say. Oh God, she´s gorgeous. Ok, no, you´ve got to get off the floor somehow. But why hurry? This is quite nice, come to think of it. Mentally shaking himself, he looked at Lily and raised an eyebrow, "Comfy, Evans?"

Lily blushed. "Come off it, Potter," she retorted, poking him in the stomach. James twitched and choked back a laugh. "Why Jamsie, you neglected to mention that you´re ticklish." She began tickling him mercilessly and within seconds, James was rolling helplessly on the floor in laughter. As he writhed on the floor, his hand brushed the back of Lily´s knee. She yelped and attempted to crawl away from him, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards him.

"I seem to have found your weak spot, my dear Miss Evans," he smirked. As James began his tickle fest, Sirius cleared his throat loudly. Lily and James both jumped guiltily to their feet. Seeing the knowing look in Sirius´ eye, James burst out, "Oh shut it, Black."

Sirius pouted and sat down dejectedly on the sofa. "Jamsie, it´s just not fair. I try. I try so hard, and yet you get all the ladies. What can they possibly see in you? What does famous Quidditch player James Potter have that the devilishly handsome Sirius Black does not?" Sirius said, melodramatically, looking down at James with sorrowful grey eyes.

James grunted, and replied, "Well at least my ego fits inside my head."

At this, Lily burst out laughing. "Sirius... you should," she managed between giggles, "have seen... the... the look on your... face."

"Someone appreciates my perfectly sculpted features," Sirius retorted.

James sat down beside him on the sofa, and patted his back comfortingly. "Don´t worry about her Siri, old pal. She´ll come around. No one can resist the infamous Black charm for long, remember?"

Sirius´ head snapped up and he stood up quickly. "Thanks, Jamsie, buddy. It´s time for round two." As he walked to the door, Sirius turned. "Besides, I have a feeling you´d rather have someone else sitting with you on the sofa," he said, looking pointedly at Lily. Fortunately for James, Lily completely missed Sirius´ insinuation. She was busy trying to fix her hair, which had fallen out during she and James´ struggle on the floor. As she stood in front of the mirror, turning this way and that, trying to restore the intricate hairstyle she had worn before, James stared at her in awe. Why doesn´t she just leave her hair down? It looks fabulous. The way it falls past her shoulders in those thick, red waves, and- "Leave it down," he said huskily. Now, why did you say that, Potter?

Startled, she turned around. "What did you say?" James mumbled something, and Lily said, "Sorry. I didn´t catch that."

Now a bright shade of pink, James rasped out, "Leave it down."

Lily´s mouth fell open, but she stopped messing with her hair. "You- you like my hair?"

James shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Erm... yeah."

Flushing, Lily stuttered, "Well... I- I like your hair to."

Both of them looked away, with foolish grins on their faces as Sirius, with Arabella following him closely, stormed in the door. His hair was a bright blue which matched Arabella´s. Sirius was fuming, "My hair! My beautiful hair. It´s blue!"

Arabella cackled evilly, "One good turn deserves another, Black."

Sirius looked at James pleadingly, but he just laughed and said, "What goes around comes around again, Padfoor. Now you know how it feels to have blue hair."

Unable to resist the lure of revenge, Lily teased, "Why Sirius! You and Arabella have matching hair! Isn´t that just adorable James?!"

Taking his cue, James added, "Omigosh yes! Don´t they make a lovely couple, Lils?"

Sirius, for once, was speechless. He and Arabella had both turned a shade of red that clashed horrible with their hair. An uncomfortable silence ensued, in which James and Lily were shaking with silent laughter. With a loud, insistent rumble, Sirius´ stomach broke the spell. Once again on top of the situation, Sirius smiled charmingly and asked, "Dinner anyone?"