This is my first fic and I hope you like it.

Ps. I don't own hp!

All I wanted was to be known by you, all I wanted was to show you I cared.

And maybe if I were …lucky… you would see me standing there…

12 years I've seen you grow up, we were neigh boughs, and we still are. It was summer break and you were 4 when you moved to the house next door. I was 4 too and was in desperate need of someone to play with. I was so excited when I saw you, thinking of all the fun I would have. I didn't have much luck with friends…I preferred books more, to the comfort of my home. You were someone I thought I could talk to.

That day was the first day I met you. You were sitting on your porch, looking into a blank distance. Adorable as you were, I didn't like you that much. You wouldn't talk to me. Wouldn't even say hi. You mother said you were shy and needed some time into getting used to a new place.

For 3 weeks all you did was mope around in the front lawn, frowning and looking displeased. I thought for sure you would never talk to me. I didn't want to talk to you either. Who wanted to talk o a grouch? Still, I felt the need to.

One day it was raining pretty harsh and I saw you again in the front, staring into nothing. You looked pale, sneezing continuously. Odd enough I felt bad.

I went outside with my umbrella, watching you.

"H-hi," I murmured. You looked up at me, giving me a blank stare as if you were trying to figure me out. I gulped silently. Was he going to yell at me? Run me away? Or turn into a furious monster or gobble me up? Instead, you gave me a half smile.

"H-h-hi," you said.

Feeling a little more comfortable, I started to talk to you.

"You know, you should wear a jacket, it's a bit chili out here. You could catch a cold."

"I was just thinking"

"Bout what?"

"My old friends. I don't have any now"

I looked at him sadly.

"That's not true, Im you friend, "

He gave you a pulling look and then a frown.

"That's not true, I don't even know your name yet"

"Lily evens. Born May 14th 19-something. I don't like Brussels sprouts or fish. I read most of the time and I can't stand he colure maroon. Is that enough? Besides what are you name?"

"James potter, I like cats and hate fish too"

I smiled at him as he smiled at me back. I thought we were going to be good friends.

"James, wanna come in for PB and J?"

"Sure"