<br/>Riley's blue eyes looked down at the newspaper which was placed on the desk and her eyes widened instantly. Did that mean that Lily's parents were... Her thoughts instantly came to a stop as she heard McGonagall's voice bring reality to what she had been thinking and she shook her head as well. This was bloody insane! How could Lily's parents be dead? This must be a mistake? She jumped hearing that scream and she let go of her friends hand as she collasped.<br/><br/>"Lily..." She whispered softly, not able to register everything as the red head ran out of the room. Riley instantly ran after her friend but then stopped when she heard McGonagall's voice once again.<br/><br/>"Ms. Walters... I think it would be best if you gave Ms. Evans some time alone." She said honestly and Riley nodded her head but still made her way out of the woman's office. Even she was having a hard time processing the information.<br/><br/>*~* A few hours later *~*<br/>James stomped down the hallway towards the fat lady portrait, his face red with anger. Had Lily really stood him up? He had been waiting at the Hogs Head waiting for her just like they had planned. But the girl had never showed up, and it made him look like a complete fool in front of his best mates. Was this Lily's way of getting her revenge instead of hexing him? He growled lightly at the thought as he yelled the password at the fat lady and then stomped inside. It didn't help that his eyes instantly went to that window sill where the girl usually sat and he saw her there. James pulled the curtain back, his hazel eyes filled with anger.<br/><br/>"Why the blood hell weren't you at Hogsmeade Evans?" He asked, standing on that chair as he stare at her but he didn't make any motion to touch her. Sure, he was angry but he wasn't that angry to do anything mean.<br/><br/>"I was waiting and waiting for hours, is this your idea of a joke? Some type of revenge? Were you laughing with Walters as you sat here, thinking Potter is a bloody fool for waiting there for me!" He yelled at her, feeling his anger instantly grow as he would jump down from the chair afraid of his own anger for the first time in his life.<br/><br/>"You're a pretty good actress Evans. I thought you were just as excited as I was, but it seems that you were only making fun of me. Weren't you?" He asked, hazel eyes once again looking up at her with that angry glare in them.