James POV

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McGonagall led me and Lily down the corridor to the Head Boy and Girl dorms.

She stopped outside a portrait of an old lady dressed in fine silks and surrounded by golden, sparkly things with lots of intricate designs and a table full of the most exquisite foods, huge platters of fruit, large decorated cakes and a chicken platter with hundreds of different sauces and dips.

"And what shall the new password be this year, my children?" She asked in a very posh, intimidating yet kind tone.

McGonagall turned to Lily and me "What would you like your password to be?"

"How about-" Lily started

"Wait we get to pick our own password?" I exploded "Epic"

"Yes indeed, Mr Potter, very 'Epic' now hurry up and choose. I don't have all night." McGonagall said impatiently

"How about Holyhead Harpies" I suggested, Hoping to incorporate my favourite quidditch team into the password.

"Perfect" Lily said

"Did you hear that Shatheda? The password is to be Holyhead Harpies." McGonagall said to the portrait, who I assume is Shatheda, and then she turned to us, "If you want to change the password just tell Shatheda."

And with a turn of her cloak, she was gone.

"Holyhead Harpies" Lily said

"Exactly, my child" Shatheda said as the portrait swung open like a door.

My jaw dropped as I saw the interiors of our dorm. We had our own common room. It was all Red and Gold themed. There were 2 large desks in opposite corners of the room. One for me and one for Lily. There was a large fireplace in the centre of the long wall. There was a sofa and 2 armchairs around it. There was a huge fluffy rug in the middle of the sofas. One the other side of the room there was a Chaise Lounge and some random little fluffy footstools dotted around the room. There was a huge tapestry on wall left of the fireplace. All the little animals on it were moving around. To the right of the fireplace there was a staircase probably leading to our rooms. All the way up the walls were portraits of famous witches and wizards. I recognized most of them from our History of Magic textbook.

The Whole room was absolutely perfect. I loved it almost as much as I loved Quidditch and Lily.

I stepped into the room, and looked around properly, in awe of the place.

"I see exactly why Shatheda's portrait is outside this room" I gasped "They're both as posh as hell"

 "I don't think hell is very posh" Lily stated sarcastically

"You know what I meant" I said, smiling

"Yes, but did you know what you meant?" She questioned, giggling

"What?" I said, utterly confused

Lily burst into laughter "I don't even know what I'm on about."

I tried not to laugh. "LOL" Ohmygod, I mentally face palmed myself. Why did I say LOL? I never said LOL; I wasn't some little first year.

"LOL? Lily said "Seriously?"

"I don't even know what I'm on about either."

There was a long awkward silence.

"I'm gonna go upstairs now," I said "See ya tomorrow"

"Goodnight James"

"Goodnight Lily"