James was locking up his study and getting ready to retire for bed when-
"Hey!" an all too familiar voice called.
"What is it Georg?" James asked walking towards his room. Georg caught up with him all too soon.
"I was just wondering-"he said evasively. "-If well now that Lily's gone-"James looked up sharply. "-can I have her old room?"
"No," James said quickly. He looked straight ahead of himself as he walked, a determined set to his jaw.
"Why?" Georg pouted. "Her room has this great view-"
"Which is why I wanted it to be her room," James cut in with an edge to his voice.
"But it's not her room anymore," Georg said persistently. "She's gone."
This made James stop dead in his tracks. It was as if Georg's words had struck something inside of him.
"You can't have the room Georg," Jam
