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Lily turned over in her little dormitory bed and yawned she was beside Mary MacDonald, who slept soundly in her bunk. Lily glanced at her watch on the locker and sighed, once again she woke up early. She looked out the window of the Gryffindor tower, where the girl's dormitories lay. It was sixth year, and she had been up late last night studying for the dreaded NEWTs.
He combed back her long, bright red hair and groaned quietly as she sat down in the window seat. She grimaced as she thought of what had passed between her and Severus the recent Christmas holidays. He had stopped popping up at her window at night once she realised that she loved James back. She did love James back and she felt terrible inside for it.
She reached for her elegant eagle feathered quill and picking up a spare roll of parchment, she began to write. It seemed as if she wrote for hours and suddenly awoke with a snort as she realised she fell asleep while writ