Roses Have Thorns and So Do You.

By Bookworm2003

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

"Okay, your turn, Lily, truth or dare?" Lily Evans looked down and thought hard, no matter what she said; her friends will get on her case about it.

"Um, dare."

"Let's see..." her friend Emily Swanson said, her eyes glinting, "For your dare, Lily, first you will tell us the name of your crush, and then we'll figure out a way for you to get him. Now SPILL."

"Okay, okay." Lily said, taking a deep breath, "it's......James Potter."

"What?!?!?!" All of her friends shouted.

"Okay, did you just say James Potter?" Her friend Mandy Sampson said, incredulously.

"Yes."

"Wow," Alice Blair gasped, "Lily, he could be hard to win over."

This was the truth, even as a fourth year, James Potter was dating sixth and seventh years, as well as being revered as a Quidditch star. Lily knew that it would be difficult for him to notice her.

"I've got it!!" Emily said, after thinking a while, "You should send him anonymous letters saying that you like him and then you should tell him that it's you."

"Ok, I guess I'll have to do it." Lily said sighing, I have a bad feeling about this, she thought.

The next day, Emily came into the dorm with a grin on her face. "Lily, today is your first day of your dare!!"

"No," Lily groaned, "Does it have to be today?"

"Yes Lily, there's only two more weeks of school left, if you don't start now, you never will."

"Fine, but do I have to write it?"

"Yes."

"But he might have one of those quills that can read my handwriting and tell him that I wrote it." Lily said, exasperated.

"Well, I have a disguise quill." Emily said, producing a pink-tipped quill and a scented sheet of lavender parchment."

"Okay, I said I'll do it, but does it have to be so girly?"

"Yes," Emily said as she put the parchment and quill on the table, "Now write it."

"What do I write?"

"A poem, short and simple."

Lily sat down and began thinking, what should I write? About five minutes later, Lily handed the parchment to Emily. It was outlined with little roses and hearts and in the middle sat a very short poem.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
You may not know it,
But someone likes you.

"It's cute." Emily said, putting the parchment in a similar lavender envelope, and sealed it with a heart. She wrote James Potter on it and left.

"Oh, yeah Lily," Emily said, "James will get this tomorrow at breakfast. Cheerios!!" And with that, she left.

Lily stomped up the stairs, heart heavy of what she just did, when suddenly, she collided head on with James Potter.

"Ouch!" Lily said, then realized who it was, "Oh, I'm sorry."

James Potter kept walking, not noticing her and her apology until he reached his current girlfriend, he sat down and immediately began making out with him.

"Lily, could you stop staring at the mating rituals of bimbos and sport stars and get in here?" Mandy said, pulling her into their dorm, "Alice is having a bit of a crisis."

"Like what?" Lily said stepping into their dorm.

"Well..." Alice said, unsure, "I just found out that Peter Pettigrew likes me!!"

"Wow, that's disgusting!" Lily said, sticking out her tongue.

"Almost as disgusting as Lily crushing on the womanizing Potter." Mandy said, smiling evily at Lily.

"Oh yeah Lily," Alice said, forgetting all about Peter, "When is Potter getting the love note?"

"It's not a love note, and he's getting it at breakfast tomorrow." Lily said, wearily.

Lily woke up the next morning, feeling rather down, she didn't want to go to breakfast and humiliate herself, but she knew that Emily will make her, and sure enough, when Lily dragged herself out of bed, late, she felt a ton of water being poured on her.

"That's your shower Lily," Emily's voice rang out from the bathroom, "Don't think you can get away with the shower excuse of missing the mail."

"Fine."

Lily hastily threw on her school robes and trailed out behind a very disgruntled Emily, who was rather testy for being late to breakfast, and especially maybe being late for the post.

Lily and Emily got to the Great Hall just in time to see the owls swoop around and dropping a violet envelope in front of James Potter. He opened it and Lily saw his expression. He was amused and stood up and waved the lavender parchment around and said "Someone? Everyone likes me!!"

"How cocky can that bastard be?" Emily asked.

"Well, at least he doesn't know that it's me." Lily said.

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Lily followed the dare exactly for a week. On the day that their finals ended, Lily sat in the crowded common room as the Marauders threw a party. She was sitting away from the crowd in front of the window, writing another letter.

"What are you doing?" James asked, approaching Lily with a stealthy glint in his eye.

"I'm writing."

"Let me read it." Before Lily could say no, James snatched the letter out of her hand.

"Dear James," He read out loud, with everyone silencing around him, "How are you doing? How do you think you did on your exams? You know that I still like you, right? I hope you feel the same way about me. I suppose that you already know who I am, even if I'm not suppose to tell you yet. Oh well, gotta run. XOXOXO, Me."

"Awww, isn't that sweet." Sirius Black piped up from the crowd that began to gather around them.

Lily heard snickers from everyone, but before she could be humiliated anymore, she ran up the stairs into her dorm and buried her face in her pillow.

"Lily, are you alright?" Emily said as she rushed towards her.

"No," Lily sobbed, "Damn that bastard. I hate him. He thinks he's all that, he thinks that he's so cool, but I'll show him. You'll see, Emmie."

"Lily!" Alice and Mandy both rushed in, "You must hate him so much."

"Yeah, I do."

"He's a bastard, don't mind him." Mandy said, while Alice hugged her.

"Besides, the school year is almost over, you won't see him for a while." Alice said reassuringly.

Life went back to normal after the humiliation day. James Potter resumed ignoring her. His fan club decided to relive that day of humiliation and the rest of the year passed uneventfully, and soon, Lily found herself on the Express home.

"So, Lily," Emily said, breaking the silence, "Ready to go home?"

"Yes I am."

"I'm sorry that things worked out this way."

"It's not your fault." Lily said as the train came to a stop. They went out the barrier and parted, all the while, Emily was feeling guilty.

A/N I'm baaaack. It's the summer, so I write more, now then I expect reviews! Please? Alright, I hope that you like this chapter and Lily's poem isn't mine, it came from the book the Princess in Love, copyrighted by Meg Cabot.

P.S. I'll take any kind of review. Whether if it's praise or criticism.

Ciao,

Bookworm2003