No... No, Not the First Time I Saw You

A/N: It's been a long time since I made an LJ fic, and I didn't have the chance to finish it. Although I got reviews telling me it was a great story, something came up that I just lose the heart in writing again.

I hope that my story will be... well nice. After so many attempts these past few days, I just hope that I got the right plot for my story.

As we all know, J.K. rules and those you recognize are hers.

[My story will be based on James and Lily's point of view]

Chapter 1: From Salem to Hogwarts Lily's POV

"Wingardium Leviosa!" I muttered and the water balloons were levitating. If only I knew that life here in Hogwarts is going to be interesting, I shouldn't have moved with my dad. Life in America, Salem's Magical School, is so much better. I missed my friends terribly. I missed Professor Salem, it was so nice of him to offer me a house I can live in during the summer; but dad didn't want to be alone with my sister Petunia.

It's my first night here and I've gotten no friends at all... yet. Headmaster Dumbledore and I had a talk that he'll introduce me the next day to the school. he put me in Gryffindor after placing a ragged old rag hat in my head. The moment an elf named Willy escorted me to the dorm straight to my room, I thanked him and unpacked my things. I realized as I stare around my surroundings that I'm gonna be staying with 4 girls. I decided to get my broom and stay at the rooftop, it's what I usually do at Salem every time I don't feel well. It's just eight in the evening that I thought I'd be back by midnight so I can be all alone in the common room. I took out my balloons in my pocket, it's been a habit to keep one, and put water in it through spell and I cast it to levitate. I saw some kids lurking near the forest that I decided to send the balloon straight at their heads. Good thing I am so smart at doing this kind of stuff. The looks on their faces were priceless. I can't see them properly but by the motion of how they reacted is so funny. I tried to dock in case they'd notice me, I'm not sure if they did. Then when they went inside the forest I decided to head back to the room.

Funny thing is, my roommates are back but fast asleep. I looked at my watch and I was surprised to see it was one thirty in the morning already. I noticed a note in my bed and I realized my roommates wrote it.

Welcome to Hogwarts Lily Evans.

Hope we'll all be good friends.

Marissa, Erin, Krishna, Stacy

I smiled at myself and looked at their beds. They look nice... Funny thing is, I was imagining that this girl is 'Ms. Perfect', that girl is "Ms. I- love-pink", this one is "Miss Shy" and that one is "Ms. Rebel". It can't be seen in their physical looks, I've been imagining this since my plane ride from America. Then I decided to go down the common room, and it's deserted. "Good." I told myself and I decided to sit down by the window, put down my broom, which I forgot to return in my trunk, and took out my water balloons again. I was in that position for how many minutes, I'm not paying attention to the balloons for I was staring out at the windows. I keep on wiggling my wrist for Professor Fiona joked me out that it'll help me with my spells in the future. I was admiring the view I've been getting through the window when suddenly the water balloons popped. Not on my broom! I quickly spun around, and when I noticed where the water splashed the most, I quickly close my eyes. I shook my head muttering lots of 'no's' into myself. Then when I opened it, I saw my prized possession broom, one of the best brooms I've ever had, drenched with water. It's not just water, it's somewhat sticky, because I wasn't able to perfect the casting spell for that water. Then I noticed four boys talking with each other not paying any attention to what had happened. Who the hell are these guys popping out my balloon and not even a single laugh or teasing was heard from them. So being the red-headed-easily-annoyed-Evans that I am...

"You idiots!" I shrieked. "How could you do such stupid thing!" Finally I got their attention. They were staring at me like I'm-an-alien-out-of- nowhere. 'Well I am to them.' I told myself. Then I noticed a small guy hiding behind the long-haired guy's back. He was shivering with the anger I erupted at them. 'Looks like he's so guilty about it.' I thought. But then when I was about to apologize for such outburst, a messy-haired guy interrupted me.

"Who do you think you're calling an idiot?" He shouted. Then he saw my broom drenched with sticky water that looks like goo now, with a quite surprised look on him. I'm not sure if the surprised look meant 'Wow, she's got one of the latest-broom-not-anyone-can-have' or 'Got to keep that in mind for my next prank'. Either way I wasn't able to guess which one is which for the 'surprised look' faded and became an angry one. "Only an idiot will be levitating such water balloons on top of an expensive broom."

I welcomed my target more appropriate for my anger, saying to myself I need to release out my anger or I'll explode myself. Since I'm not sure who popped it out, I said the first thing that I thought of. "Who do you think you're calling an idiot?" then he raised an eyebrow on me and I was so ashamed that I just repeated what he said. Then I think quickly and told him, "Why would you pop out the balloon while I was playing with it?"

"You're playing with the balloons? For Chris sake I didn't know a first year would still be interested in the water balloons!" Then messy-haired guy and long-haired guy laughed. I noticed the small boy still quivering and one of them looks like ashamed of his friends.

I was so mad that I headed towards them and jabbed my finger twice both on their chest. "Listen you, whoever you are," I said, "I'll shout if I want to and I'll play if I want to. Now look what have you done!" She chose to ignore the fact that she didn't knew yet who popped her balloons.

"You're broom shouldn't be left in the table, and you should be watching your toys." Messy-haired guy told me and swatting my finger off his chest like a fly. Then she suddenly became aware of their sizes. They we're like giants with my midget size, now maybe that's the reason why they thought I'm a first year. I stepped back involuntarily. Seeing the gleam satisfaction in his eyes in made my shivered and I cursed myself for letting me feel like I'm such a coward. "Since it's all your fault, I expect you to pay the damage." I said coldly.

"How much?" Messy-haired guy answered.

I was surprised to hear him speak like that. He sounded like a rich kid who can afford everything with a snap of his fingers. I turned to look at my drenched broom, knowing that it's gift from my uncle Matt that cost him a year of overtime work in the Ministry, I just shook my head because I've got know idea how much was it. I don't want to ask him how much is it but I just said...

"I'll send this one to Quidditch and Beyond for repair and leave me all your names so they'll be the one to charge you for that." I said smirking when I saw the look on their faces. They think that I'm such a dumb kid, well that'll prove them wrong. Quidditch and Beyond is like the world's center shop for Quidditch. You have to be a member to be able to be provided with their services. And again, Uncle Matt applied me for it. I'm not a spoiled brat, but he just happened to love his niece.

"Neither it is James nor Sirius' fault. I popped it out. I didn't notice anybody and I thought my friends left it levitating to scare away the newly sorted kids." The small boy said, finally stepping aside behind long-haired guy's back. I pity this kid, I dunno why but I just do.

"It's not your fault." I told him. "You're friends then shouldn't be feeding you with thoughts of scaring away new kids."

"But we just did. The first years were kinda scared when we cast the stair to accidentally fall from seventeenth floor, which is the way to our dorms, to the basement. They thought they're gonna die!" Mr.-I'm-so-ashamed-of-my- friends said. Hmpf. I really hate this.

"So what do you have in mind aside from sending it to Quidditch and Beyond? Blackmail?" Messy-haired guy muttered. I forgot about him for a moment, now he's sitting in one of the chairs. That just gave me a fair description of him, messy-jet-black hair that looks like it'll never be straighten, deep brown eyes, a magazine cover guy material.

"We'll just talk about this in the morning so that I can easily give you the damages report from the shop." I said and whistled for my owl, conjured up a wrapper for my used-to-be-prized-possession-turned-trash-for-now- broom, and sent him off. Unaware of the guys staring at her every move, she looked at them with raised eyebrows.

"What a clever ploy to get in the Marauders way again." Long-haired guy smirked.

"How dare you suggest that I have personal interest on you all?" I said angrily. "Just give me your name and I'll have the shop charge it at you." Mr.-I'm-so-ashamed-of-my-friends gave me a list of their names and I put it in my pocket without reading it.

"Wait a second..." A squeaky voice blabbered when I spun around to return to my room. It turned out to be the small boy's voice. "You don't know the Marauders?"

I stared at him in surprise, trying not to laugh at him. "Should I?"

"We are the Marauders, James, Sirius, Remus and I'm Peter." He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Good for you." I replied.

"I can't believe you don't know us." Peter, the small boy's name said. "Well we're the one who pulled off dungbombs, fireworks, and cockroaches to let everyone know, especially the new kids that we rule the school."

"Is that what you think Peter? I can't believe this rat doesn't know why we're doing it." Remus, Mr.-I'm-so-ashamed-of-my-friends, told a bemused James and Sirius.

"Okay, let's say she was asleep then. We're so famous in the wizarding world, that our names are always on the papers."

"I don't read patrol or obituary reports." I said truthfully, I only happen to like quidditch picture magazine that belongs to my cousins.

James, messy-haired guy, let out a barking laugh. "Come on guys, let's not waste our time with this ickle first year girl." He said and started to stand up and heading for their rooms I guess. Peter and Sirius, long-haired guy, let out a squeal of protest but with the look on James and Remus faces, they just shut up. As I watched them leave, Sirius, the last one to go up the stairs looked at me and said.

"What spell did you use for that goo?" He asked in an innocent look and tone on his face.

I ignored him and went straight to my room. I heard James calling out for him and that's it.

This is my first night or rather I'll say night and day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Whatever the Marauders, as they call themselves, reputations I don't give a damn out of it. Whatever business they had in a time like that, I don't care. That just remind me that it is now two fifteen and I should be going back to sleep. I crept slowly in the room and remove every accessory that I have. I muttered a spell to freshen me up, to clean myself up which I only do in times like these, well I don't want to disturb my roommates. And then prepared myself for a the day ahead for me...

A/N: Well... reviews please... I desperately need it! I welcome suggestions and comments... please review... it would be deeply appreciated.