N/A: Well. You've to remember that I wrote this fic before I read the fifth book so I know that some things may be wrong ^^. Despite of that, I thank Kristen for translating this fic. And you'd shall do the same, because if it isn't for her, you wouldn't be reading it ;-) Disclaimer: I own nothing!

1. An Unusual Letter

A young girl, around twenty three, was walking back home after a long and tiresome day of work at the Ministry of Magic. Se walked teenager-like, earning the men's attention. She was red-haired and her eyes were emerald green, which made her even more attractive.

Lily Evans, that was her name, ha been for several years working for the Ministry. Her efforts on gaining her boss´ approval were starting to be of some meaning and she felt proud. She hoped that some day she'd be appointed as head of some department, but at that moment she was only an assistant for an elderly man. Her income wasn't huge but it was just about alright for having an apartment in Hogsmeade.

She pulled off the enchantment she had around her house, a burglar- reppeller, and took out of her tiny handbag a little silver key. It wasn't that she had anything very valuable but she'd always been a cautious girl, which was quite good for her as lately there had appeared a terrible man, so-called Lord Voldemort who'd been gaining power steadily, which made her feel extremely uneasy. She'd always thought that society had underestimated him and that he'd had his vengeance.

'What I need now, is a ice-like shower. That'll brighten me up' (N/A: This are Lily's thoughts)

Before entering her house, she checked the letter box and picked up the post. Then she got in and put all the letters on a table.

Few minutes latter, Lily was already out of the bathroom, wearing a white bathrobe and had a towel around her head. She was now a little less tired than when she returned from work.

'The shower has definitely done some good on me. I should have now something to eat, yeah'

She opened the fridge and saw hat she needed to go shopping for some food urgently, as the food she had then was practically air. She swished her wand and the only edible food there was left started to prepare itself: pumpkin juice with some lettuce and chicken.

She flicked her wand one more and made her dinner fly around the room until she reached an armchair and sat heavily on it, letting her food drop on the table in front.

'I need some rest and relaxation. Working this much can't be health'

She picked up absent-mindedly her mail while she started drinking the juice.

'Bill. another one. letter from mum, sure it's to check I'm OK.' she said as she opened the letter. Sure enough, she was right. Her mother only wanted to ask her how were things going on, whether she needed money, and if she did, that she shouldn't hesitate and ask. But Lily always refused point-blank. If she was going to succeed, she'd do it alone. She needed nobody's money. No need to say that she was extremely proud and stubborn.

'What's this?'

She was holding a completely white envelope, which had only written on her address. There was no sender. An anonymous, maybe? She looked at it curiously, while she lifted her glass of pumpkin juice. Intrigued, she opened it as she sipped the juice.

Everdearest Lily, I'm sure that even though several years have passed you haven't forgotten me. Would it be OK if we meet on Friday at nine o'clock sharpish, Hogsmeade plaza? By then you'd already have left the Ministry. Hope it's OK with you, Your Jamsie.

When she read the signature, she dropped her gall, dying to orange the colour of the floor.

'Shit!'

She decided to clean the mess later. What she was holding in her hands was much more important.

'What in the name of hell wants Potter now, after so many years?' she thought.

'I hate him'

'But he's right, Lils, you haven't forgotten him, even though he was such an arrogant and bigheaded berk who'd made your life impossible at Hogwarts. always messing about with his friends. The Marauders. Always with their idiotic jokes! And they thought they were the height of cool! They were nothing but a bunch of idiots!! What on earth does he want? He comes in my life again like that, as if he owned me. and how does he know that I work at the Ministry?'

'I hate him. I hate him. I hate him!'

Some sparks went out of the chimney and that brought Lily back to earth.

'Lils!' said a woman's voice. Few seconds later, the head of a young girl stood out of the chimney. She was tanned, with honey-like eyes and extremely pretty. 'Lily!!'

'I'm coming! Hold on, Emi'

She ran to the fire place to find her best friend since school. They'd been before neighbours and the happened to be a few years later both accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

'Hey, is there anything wrong, Lily?' she asked, forgetting the reason of her coming, when she saw her friend's face.

'No! Well. Actually maybe. yes. Read this' she said as she shoved the letter to Emi.

If it hadn't been a serious situation, Lily would have enjoyed the several tones of colour that acquired her best friend's face.

'Your Jamsie?' she asked, raising an eyebrow.

'He must be on crack or something. He's up to something, I'm sure. I have a very bad feeling about this'

'Maybe he only wants to see you' said Emi in a low voice.

'SEE ME? Hold on, see ME? Rewine! ME?! Are we talking about the same JAMES POTTER??'

Emi smiled mischievously. She'd always suspected James had fancied Lily at school, teasing her with his antics, trying to attract her attention. But when she brought up the subject, Lily would go all moody, telling her that she'd gone mad and that that was absolutely impossible.

'Well, if you've got that forbidding sensation, don't go'

'That's what I'll do' said Lily sternly. 'How many years have past since we've seen each other? Five years? And now he comes along with this letter. an the signature, your Jamsie. He's up to something, I'm sure!!'

Lily pace up and down the room while Emi watched her amused. She was positive that Lily would end up going to the date, even though if she's just be able to get a glimpse of James. bet she'd go.

'Settled down, I won't go! I need some rest. Night, Emi.'

The red-haired girl ambled out of the room, heading her bedroom, while her friend's head stayed were it was, in the chimney, thoughtful and quiet. She hadn't told Lily what she's come for in the first place, but she thought it was no longer important. She shook her beautiful head. James and Lily were a hopeless case, but they were a perfect couple anyway.

'Who knows. after all, there's only a thin line between hate and love' she whispered just before disappearing.

T/N (Translator's note): Hi! Hello, this is Kristen Black but this fic's not mine, it Zoe's. I'm trying to translate it, but I'll go quite slow cus I'm also writing mines and I'm under a lot of strain with school, music, work, volleyball, the Certificate in Proficiency English and my mother, so please don't press me much. Today, 16th October 2003 is Zoe's birthday and this is my present, hope she likes it. I'm about to fall asleep cus today I got up at 4 o'clock in the morning cus I had to study Biology, so I'll stop with my rant.

N/A: Do you notice that It have passed a looooong time since Kristen wrote this chapter? Don't blame me, pliz ^^. The next I'll upload It sooner oka?