"Potter why don't you go drowns yourself!"

Yes that would be my best friends yelling at one another. Potter's real name is actually James Harry Potter, but the yell-ee only knows him by one name- Potter. Although, she does enjoy calling him other things that are far too derogatory to mention in simple conversation.

"Now Evans, no need to be a mean little prude!"

"Arrgh! You are infuriating!"

"Lily flower…"

And here we go again. I can not tell you how many times I've heard the "Lily flower Lecture." I swear she has cue cards made or something. Lily says the same, exact thing every time; I can recite it, "Potter! How many times…"

"…have I told you to refrain from referring to me as Lily flower?"

Damn I'm good. By the way, "lily flower's" real name is Lillian Marie Evans. But never, never call Lils Lillian. The last time someone did they ended up in the hospital wing for an overnight stay.

"Can I call you Lily dear instead?"

"No!"

"How about Lily pad?"

"Potter!"

"Oh I know! Tiger lily!"

"I swear…"

"No to tiger lily then? How about sugar muffin?"

"Errgh! No!"

"Honey cakes?"

"Potter! Shut it!"

I swear they have this fight at least once a month. Believe me Lily and James fighting is nothing new. They've been feuding since they laid eyes upon one another way back at our first year welcoming feast. James asked Lily, or Red as he referred to her as, to pass the tomato sauce. He then proceeded to laugh and comment about how it matched her hair. Lily being true to her redhead temper proceeded to smile sweetly to James and then spit into the bowl as she handed it to him.

Oh look Lily is beating James with a potions book.

What can I say? My friends are weird. But the funniest thing about James and Lily is not that they fight like an old married couple. No, it would have to be that they are the co-heads of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Yes James and Lily are the leaders of the school who are supposed to punish students for fighting, discourage discourse and promote peace and harmony between all houses. Ironic, eh?

"Potter! You are a prat!"

"I am not!"

"Jessie! Tell him he is a prat!"

I hate it when they drag me into their fights. By the way, my name is Jessie Spring. I've known Lily since first year when she slapped Sirius Black across the face after he strutted into the girl's bathroom. But more about that thing, Sirius Black, later. Anyways, James I've known for what seems like forever. Jimmy-poo and I used to have to go to these stupid pureblood conventions when we were younger because our parents liked having the opportunity to see old friends from school. And of course they couldn't get a babysitter because they were under the impression Jimmy and I could entertain one another. It was also at these idiotic conventions that I met Sirius Black. Gag me. We were like two and the first thing he did was look up my skirt. I abhor Black. Which is quite odd seeing as James and Black are practically attached at the hip. I do wonder about them sometimes… not really. You see James is madly in love with lily and Black has established himself as Hogwarts main playboy. I do believe he is the reason boys can not go up the girl's staircase. He is also the reason you don't enter "The marauder's lair" if there is a tie on the handle of the door. He disgusts me.

Now before you go and get the wrong idea, Black and I are not like Lily and James. Not at all. Let me explain something to you. Black and do not have the same "relationship" as James and Lily do. James loves Lily- Black does not love me. Lily 'hates" James because she finds him arrogant and immature, which he is- I loathe Black, he is a narcissistic jerk who enjoys torturing me.

"Fuck you Potter!"

Brilliant James, simply brilliant. And I have told him repeatedly not to turn Lily's hair green.

"Anytime Evans."

"Eww! I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole!"

"Aww, Lily pad just admit it you love me."

"No Jamie you're quite mistaken, I loathe you!"

Now she's done it. You would think after nearly seven years they would stop being as juvenile as this.

"How dare you call me that!"

"You turned my hair green!"

Seriously, how old are we again? Eleven? The one thing James abhors above all else is being called Jamie. Not even his mum is allowed to call him that.

"You called me a prat!"

"I simply stated the truth Jamie!"

"Damn it Evans!"

"What Jamie?"

"Stop calling me that!"

"What's wrong with calling you Jamie?'

"It's a girl's name!"

"Perfect for you then!"

"Shove it Lillian!"

Strike three for Potter. He ought to run.

"You are so dead!"

Ow. That hurt. I had no clue Lily could tackle like that. Oooh… I think I'm going to go take a shower now, before Lily gets up there and uses all the hot water because she touched James.