A/N: Okay everyone, this is going to be way different than most fanfics you probably ever read. There are four authors and each of us picked a marauder, our personal favorite to read about, that most represents us. I am Sirius (haha not at all; cliched pun) my personal fanfic account is starkidpotter13 so yea. But we'd all love reviews and we are going to alternate between the four of us. By the way, AMRandom is on of my besties and so I suggest you go read her new story 'Tiger Lily.' so if you do read her fanfic you'll probably be able to guess who is who, and i obviously am the best.

Anyway I just say this is T for minor swearing (mostly stuff me and Prongs writes) and don't worry NOTHING will be graphic, disgusting or errodic . There's some special ones out there for those special people who want to eternally scar their minds...not that I've read any…ummm so yea I probably should apologize for and sexual comments/suggestions I just do it subconsciously. Kinda like Sirius.

Finally this is a Lily/James fanfic (my fav ship) and it is going to be a multi-chapter fic obviously. We're not sure how often we're going to update but we understand those of you who live off updates like us. Merry Christmas. We're all on holiday but we'll try our best to update before 2012. :D Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Head Girl, Bacon, and Sexy Shoulders

Lily's POV

Everyone wants to wake up to an impatient owl, right? Yea somehow there's some random ass owl in my window at 7 in the morning.

"What do you want?" I mumble rubbing my green eyes. It's cool for a summer day and I look at the shining sun. "It's too bright." if you didn't know already, i am not a morning person.

The horned owl clicked its beak tentatively and my head spins in the direction of the wide open window. I see a letter tied to the bird's leg. Suddenly I'm wide awake.

"Oh. My. Merlin. Is. That. The. Head. Girl. Letter?" I shriek. I hop out of bed and run to the owl. I take the letter and hold it. I sniff the parchment smell. I run my long fingers over the Hogwarts seal. I try to calm myself down, but it's not working. I am hyper ventilating.

"Holy crap! Merlin's pants!" I can't take it anymore and I rip open the letter and a supplies list tumbles to the ground.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Miss Evans,

Congratulations. We are proud to inform you that you have been chosen as this year's Head Girl. We couldn't think of a better choice.

Enclosed is a list of all the necessary books an equipment. Term will begin on September 1st.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

"Lily breath," I pant, "I'm Head Girl! I am the freaking Head Girl! The mud blood! Me! I did it!" I gasped for breath. "I got Head Girl!" I scream at the top of my lungs. I dance around in circles with the letter clutched to my chest. I'm laughing and smiling regardless to the fact its 7 AM in the morning.

My bedroom door is flung open. That was rude. What if I was naked?

"Are you alright?" asks my amazing mum hurriedly.

"What hell, freak!" screeches my dear sister, Petunia. Her thin honey blonde hair is already perfectly combed and her clothes in perfect place. "I was getting ready for my date with Vernon and then you made me jump and ruin the nail I was painting. God, do you have any sensitive? Look it chipped." Petunia huffs. Pity.

I laugh. "Who goes on a bloody date at 7 in the morning?"

Petunia face goes bright red. Sucker. "It's at 10 because we're going to the theater and I wanted to be ready when he comes, thank you very much." She stomps away. Yes, leave Petunia no one wants you.

"Honesty, Lily you could be a little more friendly to her. She just envious," say my mum openly.

"Its not me it's her!" Lily protested.

My mum shakes her head. "So what's the news?"

"I got Head Girl!" I smile.

"Oh my flower! You did it! i am so very proud! Oh my baby," cooed Mrs. Evans. She pulls me into tight hug. As much as I love her standing about seven inches taller than her its a hard feat.

"Mummmmmm... Get off me," I complain.

"You would be made head of the freaks," comments a reappeared Petunia. No one asked your opinion. Now leave like I said before. Hmmm...guess she doesn't get the memo.

I push my mum off me to face Petunia.

"Sod off, Petunia," said I.

"Make me bitch." she retorts. Ouch, usually she'll just back down. Got to give her credit for trying to stand me the insult queen up.

"I'd like to see you try."

"You wanna go?"

"Any day."

"Fuc—" wash your mouth out, Petunia, Mummy isn't going to like that.

"Girls stop it right now. I will not take the two of you fighting like that. Petunia can we help you?" my mum says strictly. Killjoy. I was just to get to the insult about how no one would very fuc— you know what never mind.

"Lily let me borrow your black skirt," demands Petunia. Hell, no. I'd rather go out with Potter than let Petunia wear my clothes on her date with the troll.

"Absolutely not. I am like four feet taller than you and you'd look like your going to a funeral," I say. It's true she'd look so stupid. The skirt is suppose to be short and i am really tall. It fits great on me, but on her, she's like five inches shorter, well it might be fashionable in the 1800's.

"Freak," and for the second time Petunia stomps away angrily. Do you think she got the memo?

"Well that was pleasant. And now what can I get my Head Girl for breakfast?" asks my mum. I love my mum.

"Anything, Mum would be great. Perhaps something with…bacon?" I do love bacon. It's probably the main reason i am not a vegetarian. The aroma is just so yummy. I'm like screw all these different colognes and just make bacon cologne and I guarantee that dude will have girls waiting in a line. Anyway…

"Sure flower coming right up,"she turns and walks half way down the stairs. "Lily, who's Head Boy?"

My mind wonders to Remus Lupin, my good friend and fellow perfect. I'm quite

Certain it was him but I can't be sure. Or perhaps Amos Diggory. He's a Quidditch player and he has some pretty sexy shoulders. Not thats all I look for in a guy but hey it was after a hard Hufflepuff Quidditch practice and it was hot out. So he took of his shirt, his abs are ripped and his shoulders are well sexy. Teenage girl here.

I shake out my fantasies and reply "I am not sure, Mum. I guess I'll find out on the train back."

I prance to my room and sink into the squishy chair. I pull out a fresh piece of parchment and began a letter to Marlene, my wild and rebellious best friend. She might or might not have a tiny crush on the ever so hot (yes, I'll admit I think he's hot, but don't say anything) lady's man Sirius Black.

Marlene,

I got Head Girl!

Love,

Lily

I know probably should write more, but I can't stop the quill from shaking in my hand. I attach the short note to the foot of my trusty snow owl, Batty.

"Liiillllyyyy. Breakfast!" calls Mum from down the stairs. Perfect timing.

"Coming Mum," I yell back.

I glance at the Head Girl letter sitting on my desk. Wether I liked it or not I knew my 7th year would be, by far the most magical one.

A/N: Thoughts, suggestions? I am all for its please don't mind random joke I make during the chapter some of you will probably get them... I hope. On another note I first wrote this all in 3rd person and I had to go and change it all cuz we agreed to write in 1st person. Yea I am totally the smart one here. As long as this isn't your first fan fiction reading you'll know what every author will say;

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