"Thank you, Miss Evans. We'll send you an owl once we've made our decision." The man stood up and straightened his black dress robes before shaking her hand. "It was a pleasure to meet you."

"You too, sir. I hope to hear from you soon." Lily shook his hand a little over zealously and mentally kicked herself for it. She turned toward the exit, but stumbled and had to catch herself on the desk. What was wrong with her? She was never this clumsy!

She managed to make it to the door without embarrassing herself further. She turned the brass handle, and with her face the same shade as her vibrant red hair, Lily walked out into a sea of people rushing to get where they needed to be.


"You don't understand!" Lily exclaimed. "I don't have a chance of getting that job."

"Calm down, child. Take a deep breath. You'll be just fine. Who wouldn't want to hire you?"

"Mom! I wasn't myself in the interview. Didn't you hear a thing I said? I was clumsy. Why on earth would they let someone who can't even stand up without falling over or breaking something work in a place where if you knock anything over, you could blow the whole building up?"

"Stop exaggerating." Her mother sighed, pushing a piece of graying red hair behind her ear.

Lily pulled up her sleeve and look at her mother expectantly. "Well that's a nasty little bugger. How'd you manage that?"

She yanked her sleeve down again with more force than was necessary. "I got that 'nasty little bugger' when I ran into the doorway during my interview.

"Well, there are other jobs out there, dear." Lily glared at her mother wordlessly for a moment before disappearing.


Over the week, Lily had calmed down about the job interview. She convinced herself that she didn't even want to be a brewer. Let other people spend their days stirring smelly, potentially dangerous potions.

Despite her proclamation of not ever, in a million years, wanting to be a brewer, the day that the owl arrived in her apartment, her world came crashing down around her.

Her apartment, she realized, would be too expensive to stay in without a roommate. That, however, was not possible. The apartment only had one bedroom.

With only a week and a half left on her lease and her low paying job as a clerk in Flourish and Blotts, Lily set out to find a new place to live.

She looked at run down apartment after run down apartment. She looked at apartments during her lunch breaks and for hours after work. There wasn't anything in her price range, and there were no roommate wanted ads anywhere. The whole world, it seemed, had a place to live but her.

With just two days left on her lease, her things were mostly packed and ready to move back home with her mom and dad.

She woke up on her day off to the Daily Prophet owl tapping gently on her window. She opened one eye slowly, and then the other. She pulled herself out of bed and opened the window wide enough for the owl to enter. She dropped a few knuts into the small leather bag around its skinny leg and it flew off again.

She made herself comfortable at the table in her now empty kitchen and in a last ditch effort, opened the paper to the classified section. She couldn't believe her eyes. There, in black and white, within her price range, was an ad for a roommate.

"Two bedroom apartment. Low rent. All utilities included in rent. Nice building. Male or female roommate wanted as soon as possible."

Lily laughed and ran to the bathroom. She took a quick shower and rushed to get ready. She was going to get that apartment. She grabbed the paper and went to the listed address.


The building was amazing compared to all the places she had looked at already. It was clean, and close to work. While Galloping Meadows seemed to be a strange name, she thought that all in all it would be prefect.

She opened the door and walked into a spacious lobby. A kind middle aged lady sat behind the desk. "Can I help you, darling?" she asked, looking at Lily with her kind eyes.

"I'm looking for apartment 2B."

The lady smiled. "Up those stairs there and it's the second door on the right."

"Thank you." Lily practically ran up the stairs two at a time. She skidded around the corner and went up to the second door, fighting to catch her breath before she knocked. Above a peek hole in large brass writing was 2B.

She reached her hand up to the door and knocked three times. She clutched the newspaper so tightly that it began to wrinkle in her grasp. After what seemed like an eternity, the door opened.

A tall boy of her age stood and looked at her through brown eyes behind small metal framed glasses. He reached up and ruffled his hair, a large smile forming on his lips as he regarded the girl on the other side of the door way staring at him with wide eyes.

"Hello, Lily. Long time no see." The boy continued grinning. It was a smile that Lily could remember clearly from her days at Hogwarts. Oh boy, she thought, this can't be good.

"James! What a surprise."