Love Struck

Disclaimer: Any characters names you may recognize belong to JKR. Personalities and plot are all mine

Prologue: Meet the Girls

Lily Potter sat by the fire drying off her freshly painted finger nails. She wasn't paying any attention at all to the boy sitting beside her who was nervously twisting his hands in his lap.

It was only natural for Harry Thomas to be a natural wreck. He had a crush on Lily for the past four years and he finally worked up the nerve to talk to her.

"So, what do you think?" Harry asked. Harry smoothed back his hair nervously hoping he wasn't sweating too much.

Lily looked up her brown eyes were sparkling in the firelight.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Lily asked sweetly. Her smile was like the sun beautiful and bright.

Harry was blindsided and almost forgot he was trying to ask her out. He cleared his throat, "I had asked you if you would like to go with me to Hogsmeade this weekend." He stumbled over his words a little bit and began to run his fingers through his hair again.

"Oh like a date?" Lily asked and she started playing with strands of her long red hair.

"Yes, a date!" Harry said excitedly.

"Sorry, no can do. I don't date guys who are named after my father" Lily said with a smile. She turned back to drying her nails in front of the fire. She didn't see Harry's frown, and she didn't realize how disappointed he was.

Harry opened his mouth to refute but what was he going to say. It wasn't his fault his name is Harry. He should've known he didn't stand a chance asking out Lily. A lot of guys asked her out and she never said yes. Getting up dejectedly, Harry left the common room and went down to the great hall for breakfast. When he sat down he banged his head for being stupid enough to think he could get a date with the elusive Lily Potter. He had no idea what he was thinking. His brain was probably still fogged from the dream he had of him and Lily just hours before.

Conner Simms looked angrily at the kid who just sat down and banged his head next to where Connor was sitting. It made Conner lose his train of thought.

"Don't take it too hard Conner," Dominique said, "You are one of the few guys who can say he has dated me for over three weeks. You should be proud of that accomplishment."

Dominique Weasley had been trying to break up with the loser for the past half hour but he didn't seem to be able to pick up the hint. She didn't know how much plainer to tell him.

"But I don't want to break up with you" Conner said. Dominique was the prettiest most unique girl that Conner had ever laid eyes upon. He was quite shocked when she came up to him in Defense class and asked him out last month. He swore everyday he grew more in love with her. And then today he comes down to breakfast ready to great his girlfriend when she said "Conner, I don't think this is working out. So I'm breaking up with you."

"Look Dom," Conner reached out and laid his hand on her arm. He might have thought it was a good idea but apparently he wasn't allowed to touch her anymore because fire danced in Dominique's ice blue eyes.

"Don't ever touch me again. I broke up with you, get over it" Dominique said. Truly annoyed, she stood up. She whipped her hair so it hit Conner in the face and then she stormed out of the great hall.

As she walked away Dominique decided that her new boyfriend of the month would be Braden Wood captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team. Knowing they had an early morning practice she headed towards the pitch.

Roxanne Weasley flew towards the ground. She loved the way the wind felt in her hair. Quidditch was the best sport in the world and one day she was going to play for the Holyhead Harpies like her Aunt Ginny did. Roxanne landed and headed towards the locker rooms. They had been practicing since the break of dawn and now she was ready for a long hot shower.

"Hey" Roxanne saw her cousin Dominique and gave her a hug. It was odd to see Dom here because it's a well known fact that she doesn't like sports.

"Have you seen Wood?" Dom asked with a twirl of her hair.

Roxanne smiled, her cousin Dom was a major flirt. It was only a matter of time before she set her eyes on the quidditch captain.

"Yeah, practice just ended so he should be headed this way" Roxanne said.

"Then I'll just head that way" Dom said and she pointed towards the stands.

"Don't throw him off his game, we got a match coming up" Roxanne shouted after her cousin. She doubt her cousin heard or cared. With a sigh Roxanne went into the locker room and headed straight for the showers.

She took a long shower and when she arrived back at the lockers she noticed half of the guys were standing around goofing off. Roxanne scoffed as she headed for her locker. She hated it when guys didn't shower after practice. They would walk around the school smelling sweaty and covered in grass stains. For some reason they thought that was attractive.

Mark Wilson, right chaser, was joking with his friends when Roxanne walked out of the shower in nothing but a towel. She was hot and looked a lot like her mother Angelina Weasley who used to work for Which Broomstick. Mark knew that Roxy was a prude who liked to play hard to get, unlucky for her that was his favorite game. As she walked by Mark reached out and grabbed her bum.

Roxanne acted on reflex and slapped Mark in the face.

Red faced and stinging didn't stop Mark from smiling.

"You know you want me" Mark said.

"Ugh" Roxanne said, "over my dead body."

"Don't be a tease, show us what you got" Mark said while his lackies looked away. They knew what happened if you made Roxy angry.

Sure enough Roxanne pulled out her wand.

"Don't make you curse you" she said.

Mark was preparing a cheeky reply when the sound of his own name being yelled froze him.

"MARK! What did I tell you about hitting on my cousin?"

Mark snapped his eyes to James Potter, who was standing right outside of the door to the showers. Potter might be a year younger than him, but everyone knew that he wasn't a guy to mess around with, especially when it came to his family. James once sent a kid to the hospital wing for making his cousin Lucy cry. The kid was in the hospital wing for two weeks.

"I can take care of myself James" Roxanne said highly annoyed.

"Sure you can" James muttered.

James Potter hated when guys hit on the girls in his family. Lily is only fourteen year old and yet James already has to tell guys off for staring at her inappropriately. It's been like this since he first arrived at Hogwarts. His cousin, Victorie used to get asked out at least once a week. She had a boyfriend and told them that she wasn't interested but they didn't want to hear that.

Sure James had his fair share of girlfriends, and sure those girls probably had brothers or male cousins, but this was different. It wasn't like James was making out with the girls in front of their families.

Sulky, James got dressed into his normal clothes and left the locker room without talking to the rest of the team. James headed towards the great hall. He had no idea what time it was but he hoped that they were still serving breakfast. Wood woke them up at an ungodly hour to start practice and James could practically hear his stomach roaring.

As James was entering the hall he was almost knocked over by an angry red head.

"Whoa, slow down" James said and he grabbed Rose's arm. "Where are you going in a rush?"

"Now is not the time James, I have to find Finnegan so I can curse him into oblivion" Rose stated. She twisted her arm out of James's grip and stormed her way towards the nearest stair case.

Rose Weasley was mad. Today was supposed to be her one stress free day. She decided to give herself a break from studying for her midterms. Everything started out normal until Gracie asked "How come you start dating Ian Finnegan and didn't tell me?"

Rose choked on her pumpkin juice and demanded to know what Gracie was talking about. Apparently Finnegan came back to the common room late the night before and told everyone that he spent the whole night in a cupboard making out with her. Rose was grossed out at that mental image. Finnegan was a melon-head idiot who couldn't tell the difference between a Pygmy Puff and a Pekingese.

Rose got to the common room but he wasn't there. She stormed up to the sixth year boys' dormitory and that was where she found him. Finnegan and his lazy dorm mates were still in bed. Rose pulled out her wand and said "Agumenti"

Water gushed out of her wand and landed all over Finnegan's bed.

Ian Finnegan was having a nice dream about making out with two of the Weasley girls when all of a sudden he got cold. It was as if he were drowning in the black lake. Suddenly spluttering and sitting up, Ian woke up. He fell out of bed trying to dodge the stream of water. In all of his rumblings he woke up his dorm mates.

"What the bloody hell is your problem?" Ian asked as he tried to shield his face with his arms.

"Stop telling people that we're making out. I wouldn't kiss you if I had to choose between you in a dementor. And I swear if I hear another rumor about the two of us I'm telling James."

Rose stormed out of the room leaving behind the sound of laughing boys. Rose stomped angrily towards the fireplace. It was rare for Rose to get truly angry. She usually was the level headed one. But she was tired of Ian and his sick delusions.

"Hey Rose."

Rose sat down next to her cousin, "Hey Lily, what are you doing?"

"Painting my toe nails. I have color changing nail polish, want to try?" Lily waved around the bottle.

"Sure" Rose said. She sighed, maybe today wouldn't be a bad day after all.

AN: I know I shouldn't be starting a new story when I have so many unfinished stories, but I've been working on this one for a while and I can't get it out of my head.