An hour after the stinksap episode, Potter had rubbed himself dry, decreased the size of his head, and managed to remove the spell of stinksap (which was no easy feat). However, a slight stench of troll bogeys still remained, enough to make anyone retch when James entered the room. Much to his concern, as soon as Potter opened the door to the girl’s compartment, they had to open the windows in order to avoid throwing up.
“It’s not that bad is it?” he asked, sniffing his armpits. “Oh Merlin…” James keeled over, groaning pitifully.
“Anyway, I came to ask Lily something,” he said, recovering slowly from the smell of troll bogeys nestled under his arms.
“Let me guess…” Lily Evans said, rolling her eyes. At exactly the same time as James, she said, in a mocking tone,
“Will you go out with me?”
“Well, will you?” James Potter asked, looking hopefully down at her with puppy dog eyes.
“You look so eager, James,” Bex said. “What exactly were you planning to do if she went out with you?”
“We’d go to the Hogshead…” he retaliated. Lily, of course, began to gag.
“Eugh! No way!” she said, half disgusted, half amused.
“Why?” James asked quietly, looking slightly crestfallen, though not at all surprised.
“Because you’re pig-headed, arrogant, a sleaze, an idiot, immature, irresponsible, really, REALLY, smelly, and you should GET STUFFED!” Lily shouted the last two words with venom.
“You go girl,” Jess said.
“Fine!” Potter replied, looking rather frightened, and holding up his arms in submission. “Getting stuffed… good bye… ciao… but if you change your mi-“
“GET OUT!” shrieked Lily, sending jinxes flying in Potter’s direction.
“Watch it Lily, you almost hit me!” Jess said indignantly, as Bex tried to control her giggles. James entered the Marauder’s compartment looking rather affronted. Later on, all the girls left the compartment to get changed in the bathroom. When they came back, their room had been ransacked. So, when the Marauders left their compartment to change into their robes, they came back to find that girls had done the same thing.
The train pulled in to Hogsmeade station smoothly, and with a small bump (which caused the Marauder’s various sweet wrappers to drift off the table, onto the floor), the Hogwarts Express’s doors opened and students poured out. Rushing ahead of some dawdling seventh years, Bex, Emily, Lily, and Jess climbed into an un-horse drawn carriage, which soon after set off towards the magic school. Once the carriages stopped in front of the school, it was a five minute walk to the Great Hall.
“Students! Welcome! Welcome to a new year of education, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! And now, some notices from Professor McGonagall. Firstly, she wishes to remind a certain group of Fifth Year students that the Forbidden Forest is strictly off limits. All First Year students, please also take notice of this rule. Secondly, to the same group of Fifth Year students, please refrain from teasing the giant squid. It is a highly sensitive creature.” Here Dumbledore paused to chuckle fondly. “And lastly, I am very pleased to announce, that this year, Hogwarts will host a ball. All students may attend, of course, but we teachers must warn you – if anything… ahem,” (he cleared his through) “inappropriate takes place, we will be forced to discontinue these balls.” All the students began to murmur excitedly. Dumbledore continued, “Now, there is a time for long-winded speeches… well, actually there is not, and this particularly isn’t it. So…” the headmaster waved his hands, and suddenly the golden platters were loaded with delicious looking, smelling and tasting food. “Tuck in.” All the students went for the food, and it didn’t take long until the first course was completely consumed. Sirius Black was just finishing up some spare chicken wings when dessert appeared. Black dropped the chicken like it had just burnt his greasy fingers, and instead reached for the apple crumble, whacking away James’s hands as he stretched out for the identical dish.
Lily and Jess were absorbed in conversation. While both their plates were piled high, Bex had used some self control, and was probably the only student in the hall who didn’t end up with an uncomfortably bloated stomach.
James Potter insisted on asking Lily out between every bite he ate. In the end, Lily suspected he was told to ‘get stuffed’ nearly 5 dozen times before he got the message.