He's That Girl

Katrina and Gina walked in on Lily packing random clothing into a large navy blue cloth bag that was sitting on her bed.

"Lil, I'm really not sure about you skipping classes for the next couple days," Gina said.

"I told you to stop worrying, Gina. I'll be fine."

"If I were you," Katrina added a few minutes later, "I wouldn't mind spending the day alone with James." She and Gina giggled.

"Ho-nest-ly," Lily said, "we have seen James every single stinking day for the last four years, five if you count this year. I would think you guys would realize what a loser he is by now."

"Isn't that a little harsh, Lil?" Gina asked.

"No. I think it's an understatement. Just like saying he's a conceited fool; he's a freaking stupid idiot!" The shirt she was throwing landed a good two feet away from the carpetbag.

"Relax, Lil!" Katrina put a hand on Lily's back. Lily pushed away and sat on her bed, sobbing.

"Lily, stop crying." Gina turned a little away and winced.

"James Potter looks awful funny when he's crying, I have to say."

Lily stopped sobbing and looked up at Gina and Katrina. "That's exactly the problem! I don't want to be James for any amount of time. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever!"

"It's okay, James--er, Lily," Gina said.

"Gene!"

"Sorry, Lil. It just slipped out."

"That's 'kay, Gene." She hugged Gina. Gina giggled.

"I have to say, it's kinda nice to have James Potter hugging me. Even if it's really a super tall you, Lil," she added quickly.

"What would Sirius say, Gene?" Lily said in a tsk-tsk manner.

"So it's true?" Katrina asked.

"Is what true?" Lily replied.

"That Sirius and Gina are going out?"

"I'd say so! I walked in on them kissing in here like half an hour ago. Hey, Kat; are you going out with Remus?"

"No! But it'd be nice...if it were him or James..." There was a dreamy look on Katrina's face. Lily rolled her eyes.

"Jeez, you guys are drowning in the lake of L-O-V-E! Thank you God that I'm not. Well, I think this is enough; James'll live. Oh, wait!" She rushed to her nightstand and pulled a book with a lock out of the drawer.

"What's that, Lil?" Gina asked curiously.

"Just a notebook," Lily replied, blushing; it was her diary.

"Diary?" Gina said to Katrina.

"Definetely," Katrina replied. "Wonder what she writes about in there..."

"Probably confessing her love to Jamsie."

"That is disGUSTing, Gene!" Lily exclaimed.

"I'm not so sure about that, Lil," Gina replied, looking at Katrina and grinning.

"Well, I am. I think I better leave; James is probably waiting for me."

"Go ahead, Lil. See you in two days!" Katrina waved.

"Bye Lil." Gina smiled.

"See ya." Lily grabbed the carpetbag, made sure her wand was in the pocket of her robes, and headed out the door.

Just as Lily was closing the door, she heard Gina saying to Katrina, "How much you wanna bet that they fall in love?"

Lily was intrigued. Gently shut the door and muttered, *Hearimus.* A hole appeared in the door which only Lily could see and hear through. Katrina was replying to Gina.

"Nothin. I'll bet you a Galleon that they kiss, though."

"Kiss? No way! You're on. I still say they'll fall in love..."

"Fine. I'll put up a Galleon that they don't."

"Okay, you say they'll kiss and I say they'll fall in love." Gina wrote on a piece a parchment.

"That's right." Katrina read over her shoulder.

*Closimus,* Lily muttered. The hole disappeared.

"That's disgusting," she thought aloud as she went down the stairs. "Me and James? In their dreams... Ugh!" She reached the common room.

"What's 'ugh'?"

Lily looked up and, for some odd reason, blushed. "Oh; uh, nothing, James."

"Really? Well, here're some clothes." He tossed her a black bag. She dropped her own navy blue one to catch it. Then, Lily put James's bag on the ground next to her and picked up her bag, handing it to James.

"I think we should leave the bags here," Lily said. She put the black bag into a corner near the tables. James put the navy bag next to the other. Lily pulled out her wand. *Heedious,* she murmured. The bags seemed to disappear. "I covered them with an invisible cloth charm. Too bad it only works on nonliving items."

"Neat," James said, sort of offhandedly as if he were thinking about something. "Let's get down to the food!" He climbed out of the portrait hole. Lily rolled her eyes and followed.

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After dragging their feet down endless flights of stairs, Lily and James finally reached the kitchens. James reached up and tickled the pear, and he pulled the painting open when it changed to a door handle. He helped Lily into the giant room under the Great Hall.

Once inside Lily went to the nearest elf.

"Mr. Potter, sir! We are delighted to see you here again so soon!"

Lily did a double take and remembered that she was in James's body.

"Oh, uh, yes! Well, today I would like enough food for me and the beautiful young lady over there to last two days. Can you do that?" Hey, Lily thought, I might as well compliment myself!

The elf bowed and was followed by many others who hurried to fill a wicker basket they had conjured up with food for the two humans.

James put his hand on Lily's shoulder and spun her around.

"Beautiful young lady?"

"Hey, I was complimenting myself. Sorry if I insulted you're figure!"

"Nah, it was nothing like that. Now they're gonna think i'm your boyfriend or something."

"Yeah, James. The elves gossip worse than Rita Skeeter, that whore in Slytherin."

"Whore? That's a little harsh..."

"Why? Does little Jamsie have a crush on Miz Skeeter?"

"No!" He didn't talk fast. He didn't blush.

"Okay. I believe you. I still say she's a whore. Oh, look. Our food's ready."

"One basket?" He glanced at Lily, who was frowning. " Oh, I'm sorry to confuse you, but we need two baskets. We're not going to be together."

"Not together? Not to worry! The basket will separate into as many small baskets as you need. Magical, it is."

"Good. Well, we'll see you!" He picked up the basket and followed Lily as they started walking toward the entrance.

"Not for a while, I see." James spun around and noticed an older elf sitting in a corner.

"A while?"

"Yes. But together you may be."

"Oh."

"Bogus," Lily muttered as the duo walked back through the entrance hole again. "I'm keeping the basket, though. It's really nice."

"Whatever."

"So, uh, you can separate the basket now."

"Oh yeah. How does this work? Let's see..." He pulled the two handles of the basket apart and magically held two baskets with two handles each. He handed a basket to Lily.

"Well, we might as well go get the bags."

"Where else would we go?" Lily replied with mock concern.

They headed towards the Gryffindor common room in complete silence.

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A few minutes later, Lily and James stood outside the common room each holding a bag in one hand and a basket in the other. They had put weightlessness charms on their charges to save energy.

"I'll see in a couple days," James said.

"Ditto. See ya," Lily replied. She turned right, and James turned left.

Now all I have to remember is how to get to that map of England... Lily thought as she walked.

Well, James thought watching his surroundings carefully, I got this far. Let me see...how do I get back to that one picture of England?

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After a long twenty minutes, Lily finally reached the map of England.

Pulling out her wand, she whispered, *Idiotiss.* She had come upon the room while walking past the map saying, "The real idiot is James Potter..."

The map swung open. Lily climbed into the small room. It had (oddly)  two beds, two desks, two windows, and two bathrooms.

"What are YOU doing here?" two voices exclaimed. Lily stared at herself and realized that this was the other place James had in mind. The person she thought was herself was really James in her body.

"Same thing as you," they both replied at the same time.

"Great. Just great. I get to spend all my time with YOU," Lily groaned.

"You think I'm gonna like it? It'll be the time of my life," James retorted.

"Whatever you say. You took the left bed? Fine with me; my bed in the dorm is on the right anyways." Lily set her basket of food and the black bag of clothing next to the desk on the right. "I get this bathroom." She dragged the bag, now rid of its weightlessness charm, into the bathroom. After a few moments, she reappeared in the main room in James's robes.

"Good," James said, glancing up from a sheet of parchment, "I didn't look good in those tight robes."

"Mind you, it brought a cult of girls."

"Really?"

"Yes, unfortunately. Made me feel weird. And it took forever for me to lose them."

"As usual. They never get away."

"No one followed you, did they?"

"Not really. Unless you count Kyle Gryers, the fifth year Hufflepuff. I hope it doesn't matter that I swore at him."

"That ugly git? Just what I would have done." She plopped on James's bed and leaned over James's shoulder to see the parchment. He put his hand over it quickly.

"Sorry, you can't see this. F-M-E-O: for my eyes only."

"Probably some love letter to Rita Skeeter."

"I told you already; I hate her!"

"And I told you that I believed you before."

"Do you really want to know what this is?"

"Yeah."

"Well I'm not telling you."

"Oh come on!" She put her arms around his neck and made a grab for the parchment. James pulled it back.

"Don't--take--it," he gasped, pulling down with all his might. Lily was doing the same, except she was pulling up.  She had elbow hanging around his neck, but she lifted her hand over his head and let it hover over his shoulder next to her other arm. James turned his neck to shout something at her and their lips met.

The parchment ripped. It was ignored.

Lily and James pulled apart and stared at each other. Thoughts flew through their heads.

Why hadn't we ever kissed before? That was really nice. Oh yeah, I remember now. We hate each other! --James

I never realized he was such a good kisser. We really should--not get together! I hate him! --Lily.

"James! How could you! What were you doing--" she thought for a moment "--testing it to see how you kiss?" She covered all her previous feelings.

"No! I...just--i dunno, did it." He shrugged his shoulder, veiling any hint of liking it.

"Well, I never." She stood up and stalked her way to the other bed. She flopped onto it, facing towards the wall, thinking.

* * * * *

James watched her and picked up the two pieces of the parchment off the floor. After performing a simple joining spell, he walked over to the desk. He read the paper over and placed it on the desk.

He went into his bathroom. *Prachirial Charim* he said, lifting his wand towards the empty wall. A red armchair appeared. He sat on it, conjured up some more paper and a quill (Accio parchment and quill!), and started writing down every single thought that came to his mind.

* * * * *

Meanwhile, Lily was still on her bed.

She stood, and, just as James did, went into her bathroom. She decided that this was where she would probably spend most of her time.

She muttered *Regladesk Charim* as she pointed to the empty wall with her wand. A sleek black leather armchair appeared. She sat on the chair and lifted the right arm. Satisfied, she pulled out the retractable oak lap desk.

Summoning some parchment from the desk by saying *Accio parchment and quill* (she had examined the desks of their materials on an earlier expedition) and placing them on the lap desk, she started writing her thoughts; which were about everything from skipping school to being with James.
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