Introduction- Lily

Lily Evans groaned loudly and put her head in her hands.

I hate Transfiguration, she thought passionately. She could hear titters around her. They loved it when she failed at something. Pretty, perfect, smart Lily Evans couldn't do a spell, but they could. They were just eating it up. Lily was easily the smartest witch in her year and was the top student in all of her classes except Transfiguration. No matter how hard she tried she just couldn't get it!

"Class dismissed. Miss Evans would you please stay for a moment," Professor McGonaggle said. The giggles got louder. Lily just wanted to hide.

"Three days in a row! What a way to start the year," she murmured sarcastically, to her friends.

Her best friend, Belle, patted her on the shoulder comfortingly as the other students filed out of the classroom. "I'll wait for you outside," she said, but Lily shook her head. Belle nodded and followed their other friends out.

"Miss Evans, I really don't understand what's going on! These spells are simple compared to what we'll be doing later on in the year! Your a smart girl, and if you only concentrated harder I'm sure that you could do the work.", Professor McGonaggle said looking at Lily over her spectacles. Lilly nodded, but inside she knew that she NEVER would be good at Transfiguration.

"Here watch me again. Quintum Leviosumn." The ball in front of her turned into a rat.

"Now, you try." Lily concentrated hard and said Quintum Leviosumn. The ball sprouted ears and a tail.

Professor McGonaggle sighed. "I suppose that's good enough. You may go." Lily walked back to the common room dejectedly. As usual when she got there she found Belle laughing and flirting, surrounded by people. With her long black hair, big blue eyes, and bee stung lips Belle naturally drew attention to herself. And with a vivacious and mischievous personality to match, it just added to the attention. Lily often felt like the ugly duckling around her, even though she was far from ugly. In fact she really was quite pretty. Her bouncing auburn curls and sparkling emerald eyes were startling against her fair complexation, and the sprinkling of freckles across her nose gave her the girl next door effect. Lily was quiet though, and didn't feel comfortable as the center of attention. (The only people who could bring Lily out of her shell were her friends Belle, Morgan, and Carrie, and her enemy James Potter.) Lily really preferred being the way she was. Belle's friend. She wasn't an outcast but wasn't extremely popular. She had a small circle of friends who meant the world to her. She didn't need admirers like Belle had. No, she was perfectly happy the way she was.

Introduction- James

"Hey girl, you've got a smart way about you

That makes me wish that I was smart enough for you

Hey girl, you've got a fine laugh

And I think that I could get used to that

And you're already used to laughing at me"- Dashboard Confessional

James Potter looked up from the Quidditch magazine he had been pretending to read by the fire. Really, he had been subtly staring at Lily Evans ever since she had entered the common room. Boy was she gorgeous! Even in her Hogwarts robes she was stunning. They clung to her in all of the right places. Her flaming hair was pulled back, and when she laughed her face lit up. He loved the way she looked even if she wasn't "perfect looking". He loved how innocent she was, and how different she was from any other girl he knew. He loved that he was the only one who could make her lose her temper, and the way her eyes sparkled when she was angry. He loved how smart she was, and how she never broke the rules ( or so he thought). He loved how she didn't care how she looked but still was beautiful. He even loved how she was the only girl who had ever turned him down! He loved her and he knew it. He knew what everyone else would think if they knew: James Potter the biggest player in school IN LOVE! Impossible! So he pretended to hate her, and to only ask her out as a joke. Only his closest friends knew how he really felt. After all, he did have a reputation to keep. Besides, she definitely didn't love him back. Heck, she didn't even LIKE him! James could never understand why. He was handsome: tall ( about 6 ft 2), had messy black hair, hazel eyes that girls could get lost in, and a body that any guy would kill to have. He was the Griffindor quidditch captain, and one of the most popular guys in school. He was smart, but played to many pranks to be a prefect. In other words he was perfect, any girls dream guy. Except Lilly's. So all James could do was wait. He was SURE that she would see how great a guy he was, and would come running into his arms. Who wouldn't?

"Oi, Prongs!" his best friend Sirius Black called bounding down the stairs from the boys dormitories. The common room went silent. Sirius had that effect on people. Sirius strutted his way over to James, waving at swooning girls as he passed. Sirius LOVED attention.

"In one of your Lily moods, eh? Man, I will never understand what you see in her. She hates your guts!" Sirius could always be counted on to squash James's hopes with Lilly.

"Not for long. No one can resist the Potter charm!"

"You mean the charm that hasn't worked for 2 years?" James through a book at Sirius and he ducked. The book hit Lilly in the back of the head.

"POTTER!!" she shrieked.

"Here we go again," Sirius murmured to their other best friend, Remus who had just joined them.