A/N: Hey all.

This is chocoholicbookworm. This is the username I share with my cousin and two friends. This fic is co-written with Bez, one of the aforementioned friends. For those who care, I am still using my username for fics that I write alone.

This is an AU story of James and Lily. It was beta-read by my good friend Ashantelle. Which reminds me… Ashantelle, sweetie, if you're reading this now, please return my chapter 3.

Please review after every chapter. Thanks.

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Prologue

It was a warm summer day. Hugh and Amerie Potter sat in the backyard sipping lemonade with their two closest friends, Colin and Rose Evans. Though the Potters were wizards and the Evanses were Muggles, the two couples were very close. Hugh worked for Gringotts and Colin was a Muggle representative for the said bank. The two met and were almost instantly inseparable. When the Evanses sometimes felt unsettled in the Wizarding world, the Potters made sure that they felt welcome.

In a swimming pool about a foot away from where the two couples sat, six-year-old James Potter and six-year-old Lily Evans were splashing about and laughing. The two children were best friends; hardly would you see one without the other. Though the older Evans girl, Petunia, showed no signs of Magical ability, Lily did, and she and James often discussed the mischief they were going to cause once they got to Hogwarts.

"I'll race you to the other side of the pool!" yelled Lily.

"Okay! Ready, set, go!"

"No fair, James, don't pull my hair!"

The adults laughed as they watched the two children. Their friendship was the most pure and innocent of all.

-six months later-

The Potters stood at the Muggle airport, bidding their friends goodbye. Colin was reassigned and has to move his family to Barcelona. Lily was inconsolable. She wailed and refused to get on the plane.

I won't go! I don't want to leave England! I like it here! I don't want to leave all my friends!" Spotting James, she added, "I don't want to leave James! We're supposed to do everything together! We can't do everything together when I'm in Spain!"

"Sweetie, we'll be back in five years! You'll be able to go to Hogwarts with James, and everyone and everything will be the same when we return."

"Five years is too long! What if James finds a new best friend?"

James approached Lily, holding back his tears. "I'll never ever find a new best friend, Lily. When you come back, and when we go to Hogwarts, we'll still do all the stuff we planned to do."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Lily got on the plane with her parents, and they flew to Barcelona, leaving their closest friends behind. Despite his belief that big boys didn't cry, James Potter cried his lungs out on the trip back to Potter Manor.

-5 years later-

Lily Evans got on the Hogwarts express. She was really excited to see James. After five years, she wondered what he looked like. It seemed like decades since she saw him last, yet at times it seemed like just a few days.

She was shaken from her reverie when something hard hit her. It was James! She opened her mouth to say hello, but before she could, he ran off with a boy she later found out was named Sirius Black, without so much as a second glance.

"Maybe he just doesn't recognize me," she murmured to herself. But a sinking feeling in her stomach told her that he had forgotten his promise.

Later that day, she found out that her gut feeling was right. Though James remembered who she was, he forgot all about their friendship. She was sad at first, but decided not to think too much about it. She made friends with Selene White, another girl in Gryffindor house, with whom she shared a dormitory. Pretty soon, they became best friends, and she didn't think that much about James anymore.

Nearly six years later, things hadn't changed. Though Lily and James were in the same house and spoke civilly with one another, they weren't close, despite the fact that their parents were so close it was as if nothing had changed. Yet, there would be times when one would remember their friendship with the other, but would be too shy to mention it. "There's no need to mention it," they would tell themselves.

Little did they know that the upcoming summer would be spent remembering their friendship.