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A/N: Okay, this is my second story. I hope you enjoy!

"When Pigs Fly"

Silence filled the compartment. Lily Evans was sitting by the window and trying to read the latest Witch Weekly, but her mind was elsewhere. She hadn't flipped the page in the last hour.

The compartment door slammed open and then shut. Lily glanced up quickly with an annoyed expression etched on her face.

"Can you be any ruder?" she growled.

James Potter jumped on to the velvet seat, propped his legs up, and placed his hands behind his head. His tie was slightly untied and his shirt was untucked. He had that charming, bad boy look going for him. Most girls fell at his feet, doing anything he asked them to do. James ignored her and closed his eyes shut. Lily let out an annoyed sigh and went back to staring at her magazine.

The compartment door slid open and the head of a pretty brunette peaked in. James opened one of his eyes slightly and then closed it again, ignoring the girl.

"Lily, you coming?"

Lily closed her magazine and grabbed her bag. She walked up to James, waiting for him to let his legs down for her to pass, but no luck.

"Potter, can you move you're legs?" she asked letting a low growl come through.

James opened his eyes and smirked. He left his legs right were they were.

"Nope."

Lily frowned and tried with all her might to heave his legs off onto the floor. No luck.

"Potter!" she yelled. She pushed at his legs one last time before letting out a frustrated growl. She jump onto the seat and climbed over.

"You're unbelievable, Potter!" Lily exclaimed as she shut the compartment door right into the face of a smirking James Potter.

As Lily and her friend walked down the train to their compartment, James stuck his head out of the Head's compartment and shouted, "Red, don't forget to help Hagrid with the first year!"

Lily turned around with such speed and shouted back, "My name isn't Red!" James, however, already closed the door. Lily's friend snickered and earned a glare from Lily.

"Michelle, it isn't funny!" Lily exclaimed to her friend.

"Red, suits you," laughed Michelle and she continued on. Lily stood there staring at her retreating back before running to catch up. All the while screaming, "Does not!"

SPACE

Lily slammed the door shut and huffed. She grumpily sat down next to one of her other friends while Michelle laughed at Lily's expression.

"I hate him, despise him," Lily grumbled. "The only reason he calls me Red is to annoy me," she huffed.

"Which is way to easy to do," her blonde friend, Jeanette replied. Lily frowned.

"He probably doesn't even know my real name."

"Probably," laughed Michelle. She reached up to tie her hair into a ponytail. "From all the fights I remember, and there are many, he's never called you Lily or even Evans."

"It isn't my fault he always plays pranks," Lily said.

"The goody two shoe and the mischievous, bad boy," sighed Jeanette. "Weird, isn't it how he might not know your name. You're called on by the teachers at least a hundred times a day," Jeanette said randomly afterwards. Michelle laughed.

"I do not!" Lily protested. Michelle rolled her eyes. Lily slouched in her seat.

"How am I suppose to work with him the whole year?" she asked aloud.

"Try and get along?" tried Michelle.

Lily let out a laugh. "Fat chance," Jeanette commented.

"When Potter and I get along it's the day when pigs will fly."

"Pigs can fly, though," Michelle said confused.

"It's an expression!" Lily threw her hands up in the air, like in surrender, and Jeanette laughed.

A/N: Short, I know. I'll try and make the next chapter longer. This chapter was suppose to show that Lily and James don't really get along. James doesn't even know her name! They are completly, utterly different.

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