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Title: Their Hogsmeade Tradition

Summary: James stops asking Lily to Hogsmeade

Genre: Romance

Rating: K+ for one swear word

Characters: Lily Evans & James Potter

Day 01 Prompt: Character action: A character must use a quill

Lily Evans walked into the Gryffindor common room and approached the table where James Potter and Remus Lupin were playing wizard chess. "Why haven't you asked me to go with you to Hogsmeade?" she asked.

"Because I'm not going to Hogsmeade. It's boring," James replied as he moved his pawn forward a space.

"Excuse me, did you just say 'boring?'" she retorted back, crossing her arms over her chest. "James Potter, who always has the latest and greatest joke from Zonko's, always buys an entire box of Chocolate Frogs from Honeydukes, and always flirts with the barmaid at the Three Broomsticks. This same James Potter, who always spends the entire week looking forward to leaving the castle and spending the day having a ball, now says Hogsmeade is 'boring.'"


Flustered and confused, Lily said, "Alright then," turned around, and flounced away.

"Finally given up, have you," Remus said as he took James's rook.

"Not at all, Moony. Just trying out that 'reverse psychology' Padfoot mentioned over the summer."


Lily made her way down to Hagrid's pumpkin patch and sat down against one of the bigger pumpkins, trying to figure James out. Ever since third year, James had always passed her a note, asking her to Hogsmeade. She'd always said "no", but he'd continue the note passing, asking "why" and saying "Snivellus is a git. I don't know why you're going with him." They'd even gotten multiple detentions for the notes, which just made Lily dislike James even more than she usually did. Eventually, she stopped replying to the notes altogether; she'd save them all up and throw them in the fireplace at the end of the night or, when she'd finally learned the spell, vanish them away. But James was nothing if not persistent and would consistently send her the notes, even if she never replied back. After four years, she'd gotten used to them.

So it was a shock when she saw the first Hogsmeade notice of her seventh year on the bulletin board and a full Monday went by without James sending her the traditional note. They'd had two classes together; plenty of time for him to slip her a small piece of parchment with "Will you go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?" written on it in his messy handwriting. By Wednesday, the waiting was beginning to make her wonder and worry. She started watching him during class, as he nibbled on the end of his sugar quill while taking notes, wondering if he was writing her the dreaded note. By Friday night, the anticipation had driven her mad. Hogsmeade was tomorrow and he still hadn't asked her; she couldn't believe it! She was in such a state, she'd actually gotten to the point where she had to ask the prat why he hadn't asked her out! Not that she would have said 'yes', mind you, but still! It was practically tradition now. How dare he ruin tradition!

She got up and began to pace back and forth, from one end of the garden to the other. Eventually, Lily discovered that she was all worked up for no reason at all. She didn't want the bloody notes in the first place. She didn't want to go to Hogsmeade with James. She didn't even like James. So really, she shouldn't be angry, should she? She should be happy that he wasn't bothering her anymore.

Finally calm, she smiled to herself, glad that she'd gotten rid of James once and for all.


Lily wanted to spend her Saturday reading a book in a cozy corner of the common room, but in reality she was sneaking glances at James and his best mates as they played Exploding Snap with the younger students. She couldn't help but notice how he'd changed over the years. Gone was the skinny little bully who'd chase her around and annoy her friends. Instead, a tall, fit, young man seemed to have replaced him. Thinking back over the past few months, she realized that he'd stopped playing pranks on his classmates and had become more responsible and mature. "Becoming Head Boy must have changed him," she thought to herself.

When James caught her eye, he winked at her mischievously right before her flushed face disappeared behind her book.


When she wasn't expecting it, James casually slipped her a note that said "Will you go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?"

Lily surprised herself by smiling and replying back, "Maybe."