Author's note: I own absolutely nothing… This is my first large scale fanfic, I've been meaning to write one for almost seven years. I am following my own challenge: Marauders Era, Prompts ahoy! Lily and James are my favourite couple; we don't know exactly what happened all those years ago… This is what I think happened. I am a huge fan of the books and will stay as true to them as humanly possible, but some fun might happen! Let the magic begin!

PROLOGUE

"Our story is anything but ordinary. In fact, if you had told me that I would one day marry James Potter I'd have hexed you clear into next week. But here we are… I never thought I would end up here with him. I bet you're wondering where we are? Join the club."

"Lily Potter, ladies and gentlemen! Ever the dramatic one… don't lie to them! We know exactly where we are!"

"I was building suspense and you've just ruined it."

"Suspense? Why do we need that?"

"It gets their attention and makes them want to hear the story."

"Who's story?"

I sigh and roll my eyes at him. "Our story, dear."

"OH! Our story is fantastic! You should tell them."

I punch him on the arm and he beams at me in the way that still makes me swoon after all these years. "I am going to, if you would only stop interrupting."

"I'm not interrupting, I'm helping."

"Fine. As I was just saying, I never thought we would end up together."

"I did. I always knew."

I smile at him, "You've always loved contradicting me."

"But I was right, which means that you…" He takes a precautionary step away from me, tapping his finger on his chin feigning deep thought. I won't give him the satisfaction, I pretend to ignore him. Old habits die hard.

"Which makes me absolutely marvelous."

James crosses his arms across his chest, "No! It makes you wrong." He is pouting at me; his hazel eyes are still intoxicating.

"I was wrong, but it feels right." I squeeze his hand in mine, a lifetime of memories flood my mind. I spent a long time loathing everything about him and then I spent the first term of seventh year in denial. "If you could go back and change anything, would you?"

James thought for a second, "Hmmmmmmmmmm… I wish I had my wand that night. I think everything would have turned out differently if I had. We probably wouldn't be here… That's what I would change."

"Do you want to tell them where we are?"

"Have we built adequate suspense yet?"

"I think so."

"Excellent. Well folks, we're not anywhere. We're quite dead."

"JAMES!"

"What? We are!"

I exhale sharply through my nose, "You were supposed to be a touch more eloquent about it."

James laughed at me, his hazel eyes shining. "My dear Lily, if I went about it eloquently would we be any less dead?"

"We sure wouldn't."

He clapped his hands together, bouncing on his toes. "Haha! Two points for James, none for Lily."

"How in Merlin's name did you get two points?"

"One for you admitting you were wrong earlier and one for winning our little banter just now." He was grinning broadly, dusting imaginary dirt of his shoulder.

"I'm pretty sure that once we tell our whole story, they'll see that I clearly had the most points."

James scoffed, "You were always so competitive."

"And you were a stupid, annoying jerk!"

James doubled over, clutching his chest and gasping for breath. "Struck in the heart!"

I chuckle and push him over, some things never change. "Where do we want to start?"

James picked himself up off of the ground, "How about fourth year? We can start when I turned your hair a brilliant shade of fuschia!"

"Hmmmm, what about first year? When we met on the Hogwarts Express for the first time."

James shuddered, "No! I don't want them to know about my chipmunk cheeks."

"They know now."

"HOW?" His eyes were wide and mouth gaping.

"You just told them…"

"Oh, right… Where do you want to start?"

I stood there thinking for a few minutes, "How about a week before the start of seventh year? I think that's a good place."

"Excellent. Are we going to tell them about our first date and our first kiss?"

"Obviously."

"And about how we snuck out of the castle and—"

"YES! We're going to tell them everything."

This excited James he was bouncing up and down, "Oh good! I love hearing our story."

I smile at him, my emerald green eyes twinkling. "So do I, but this time we're keeping score."

Author's note: I love writing Lily and James. And yay! We now have a completed prologue! I hope you liked it!