Lily walked down the hall towards the library, pushing a stray lock of hair out of her face. She was trying to find books for her Muggle Studies project, and had no clue where to start. I can't believe it's only day two and we already have this much homework she sighed and hurried on. What she wanted to do was find muggle books, like muggle playwrights, and do a project on them, but didn't know if that would be allowed--or even if she could get her hands on them at Hogwarts.
She walked into the library and heading towards the back, then stopped and smirked when she saw a familiar head at a table. She weaved through and snuck behind him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"Homework already, Siri?" she asked, smirking down at her twin.
Lily laughed in reply and sat across from him, grinning. "Of course not. You won't do it until halfway through the semster. And you a Prefect at that!" She tousled his hair, which annoyed him at times, then grinned. "I should take points from Gryffindor for untidyness."
She glanced around the library. "So, what ARE you doing here? I see no pretty girls to flirt with."
"Oh, ask and you shall recieve, sister dear. But no, you're right. I'm not here for the pretty girls." He narrowed his eyes at her, as if considering what he should say. He finally looked around him to check if anyone was nearby.
"All right, I'll tell you. But you have to promise not to tell Mum and Dad." He said, looking her straight in the eye.
Lily arched one eyebrow. "Oh really? What do I get if I don't tell?" She smirked, knowing something interesting would come of this if he didn't want mum and dad to know. If you couldn't tell Harry Potter, you couldn't tell anyone.