The corridors are bustling with students eager to get to their next classes. Pushing your way through the crowds to get to your next class (which is potions), you feel an arm casually wrap around your shoulder.

Turning to look, you see James Potter the head boy of Gryffindor. He looks around cautiously before down to you, asking.

"You're one of Lily's friends right? I have a very important question."

You give him a confused look to which he sighs almost impatiently at before continuing.

"I need to know what her favourite flowers are, do you know?"