Chapter Seventy
Primum Osculum
She's in love with the boy.
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
What's meant to be will always find a way
She's gonna marry that boy someday
(She's in Love With the Boy - Trisha Yearwood)September 1st, 1977"Right, so last year, we had some trouble with points being taken away needlessly.
Please, try to remember that, as prefects, not only are you representing your own respective
Houses but the school as a whole. Bias should not be brought into this," Lily informed the
gathered prefects in the large cabin at the front of the train.
"I know the previous Head Boy and Girl were a little... relaxed in the organisation
of meetings, but I fully plan on keeping up on each and every one of you to make sure all
Houses are being treated fairly. Yes, even Slytherin." She eyed Snape, his black eyes possibly
even darker than they had ever been as he glared at James.
"Even though Gryffindor has not won the House Cup in the entirety of my time at
Hogwarts, I don't intend to cheat during my last year just so my own House can throw a
little party. Potter?" Lily turned to James, who stood beside her in loose-fitting robes,
looking more relaxed than ever; the only thing polished about him was the Head Boy badge
pinned to his robes. "As Head Boy, do you have anything you'd like to add?"
James smiled. "No. You've covered everything meticulously, as usual, Miss Evans."
Several prefects laughed.
When Lily flushed a bit at the noise, James turned and raised a brow at the crowd.
"That wasn't a joke." He sighed and ran his hand down his face.
Mia felt only slightly bad for him. Being Head Boy was not something he had asked
for.
"Mia! Mia! Remus!" Lily shrieked loudly as she ran through the corridors of Potter Manor, a
large envelope in one hand, shiny gold badge in the other, and a look of pure rapture on her face. Her eyes
sparkled like emeralds. "I got it! I got it!"