Stolen Glances and Drawing Conclusions

"Believe what you want, Potter, but I plead a momentary bout of insanity." Lily says, hoping she sounds composed even as her stomach erupts in a million butterflies. "HA! Have fun trying to convince even the ickle first-years of this." "Insomnia? Amnesia...?" she tries weakly. "Wow! Your creativity knows no bounds." James counters deadpanned.