My first Lily and James fic set entirely in Lily's P.O.V! YAY ME!

AND…. IT ISN'T A ONESHOT!... YES! I WIN TWICE!

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It was her 7th year at Hogwarts. She had a loving boyfriend, Dameon, her best friend Katie and her boyfriend Jeremy, and her good friends Alice and Susan. She was Head Girl, and top of her grade (and all of Hogwarts now) in all her classes except Transfiguration. It would be perfect, were it not for her fellow Head, the Head boy, James Potter. Lily's hatred for James was legendary, her arguments with him spanning back all the way to first year when James hexed Lily's then best friend, Severus Snape. Now, in her last year, she was forced to share a common room with James Potter, and organise school events with him.

It was bound for disaster.

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She was walking through the corridors, patrolling, when she came across a secluded pair that seemed to be latched to each others lips. She sighed... this was the third pair she'd come across in the last 10 minutes.

"Ok... break it up." she said waving her luminous wand in their direction. Like the other two pairs, they broke apart like startled pigeons, moving far swifter than she expected.

"Lily?!... Oh shit!" the male voice said.

She stared at him, shocked and in horror.

"Dameon..." her voice trembled towards the end of his name.

"I... it isn't..." he stuttered, at a loss for words.

Lily kept her face calm and emotionless. "Don't bother explaining Dameon" she gave a half laugh, adding as an afterthought "James was right about you." Without another word she stalked off, keeping up appearances of indifference until she was out of sight.

Once she was out of hearing range, she started bolting down the corridors, her face streaking with her falling tears. She reached the Heads Common Room, her face drenched in tears, her loss hairs of her fringe dripping wet.

She collapsed onto the couch in front of the fire, believing that that no one would see her like this.

She buried her head in her hands, her sobs filling the room.

She felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Lily?"

At the sound of the voice, her head shot up.

"Potter" she hissed, venom in her tone.

"Lily? ... Are you ok?" He asked concern for her throughout his voice.

She looked up at him with hatred, all her rage now focussed on him. "Cut the sympathetic crap." she snarled at him. She could still feel the wetness of her tears on her cheeks. This alone spurred her on to say what she said next. "Have you come to gloat Potter? Lily Evans... in tears. I bet you're happy that I'm like this! I bet that's what this has always been about! Proving that you're better than me! Smarter... stronger... well, you've got what you want now haven't you? I'm broken." she stopped, the tears starting again. "You're better than me, Potter. Happy now? You can leave me alone! You can finally leave me alone!"

"No... Lily..." James looked gob smacked. "It's not..."

Her eyes narrowed, as she stood up. "Leave me alone Potter! I don't want to see your face! I don't want to hear your voice! ... Just... LEAVE ME ALONE!"

He seemed shocked into silence.

After a minute, he sighed. "Ok Lily… if that's what you want…. I… I promise I'll leave you alone."

He smiled weakly, then walked away.

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That was three months ago.

Now… well, he'd kept his promise. He hadn't spoken to her since that incident. Hadn't even looked in her direction, not that she had seen, anyway.

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"Lily…"

She looked towards the voice.

"Yes Katie?"

"I asked you a question."

"Did you?"

"Yes Lily. But you were too busy staring at Potter to notice."

Lily blushed slightly. "I was not staring at Potter. I was just staring, and he happened to get in the way."

Katie laughed. "Sure… just like the last seven times…. Thinking about ways to hex him?"

Lily laughed. "I think I've used all the different hexes, jinxes and spells at least once. If I'm going to be original, I'll have to make my own."

"Ah..." Katie nodded wisely. "I understand. That's why you haven't hexed him in months. You don't want to look unoriginal."

"Pretty much..." Lily replied, thankful for once that she was such a great lying, and also that Katie didn't really notice much about the world around her.

Katie smirked. "Figures. That's Lily Evans to the max!"

Lily smiled.

"OI!... KATIE!" A loud voice rang across the entrance hall.

Katie sighed, burying her head in her hands.

"Remind me again why I'm dating that idiot." she muttered almost incomprehensively.

Lily smiled. "Because he's gorgeous and he loves you?" she answered.

Katie looked up from her hands. "Good point. What would I do without you Lil?"

"You'd be living in a cardboard box in Victoria, Australia. Eating sardines from month old tins, and using old newspapers as pillows." Lily joked.

"Oh yeah... I always forget that was my Aunts' plan for me." Katie replied with the same reply she always did.

Lily laughed for old times sake.

Katie squeaked randomly, as arms wound themselves around her waist. "Hey babe" a deep voice whispered in her ear, before he kissed her neck.

"Jeremy... sweetheart... how many times have I told you not to call me 'babe'?"

"As many times as I've told you not to call me 'sweetheart', BABE" he replied swiftly.

"I only..."

Lily stopped listening. As much as she loved Katie, and was happy for her being in a stable relationship, she couldn't help but feel a bit jealous when she saw the two of them together.

Sighing, her eyes travelled once again over to where the Marauders were walking.

Watching James, for the thousandth time (ok... so that may be a slight exaggeration) since their fight (AKA, her verbal attack of him), she regretted that she had ever spoken those horrible words. She hadn't meant them... not a single one.

Afterwards, she had hoped against hope that he would realise that she hadn't meant it, but he obviously hadn't.

She bit her lip. If only she wasn't so proud, then maybe she could go and apologise; tell him how sorry she is, and how she hadn't meant what she said. She didn't want him to leave her alone any longer.

"Oh James..." she whispered to herself, "Why do I always do this to myself."

She sighed, sifted the books in her hands, gave one last glance at Katie and Jeremy, then began to finish the walk to class.