Read and Review please! I'm starting a new story because I really can't go back to Because of a Purple Bra. Seriously, that story is killing me. But I'm really into this one and I'm so excited to be writing it :)
Basically, it's a different take on Lily and James's relationship. Instead of Lily hating James, James hates Lily. So what does Lily do when she finds out that James's long term girlfriend is cheating on him? And even worse, when she discovers that she's falling in love with him?
PROLOGUE
James Potter's girlfriend was cheating on him.
I don't know why I of all people had to stumble upon this. Me, the very person that James hates more than the slimy Slytherins. I was on a patrol at the end of my sixth year, wondering aimlessly through the corridors without thinking I'd actually come across anyone. Usually, I had Remus to patrol with me but he'd taken ill that night so I was left sweeping through the fourth and fifth floors by myself.
I wasn't even looking for anyone. I had no desire to patrol that night, my mind consumed by the thought of all the homework that was waiting for me back at the dorms. It's like fate wanted me, Lily Evans, to find them in a compromising position. At precisely the right time, I had been fumbling with the bobby pin in my hair, and with such a stroke of luck, my hand had slipped and the pin fell down, skidding across the smooth surface of the floor. As I bent down to pick it up, I noticed a little more noise coming from the alcove to the left of me. I had rolled my eyes, cursing the two idiots who thought an alcove after curfew would be a good time to snog each other senseless, and composed myself as I made the decision to walk away from the couple. I wasn't in the mood to deal with two idiotic hormonal teenagers.
And of all the nights to have worn James Potter's Quidditch scarf, it had to be tonight. Before I turned around to walk away, my eye caught the gold and maroon scarf crumpled in ball by the alcove. Everyone knew it was James's, it even had his initials sewn on it, and I could visibly see the elegant cursive of the J and the P. James had given his scarf, his lucky Quidditch scarf, to his girlfriend, Alicia Thomas, as a sign of his commitment to her, a sign of how serious he was about her. I smirked a little, happy to have caught Potter in such a situation and decided that I was suddenly in the mood to intrude on their love fest.
But as I stepped a little closer, I heard two words that changed everything. Little did I know that those two would force their way into my life, twist and wrap themselves into my future and consume my sanity.
"Ohh, Amos."