A/N: This will be 12 one-shots and drabbles about James Potter and Lily Evans. Some like this one will not have their relationship established yet. This is a romance story and they will be connected. Please R&R! :)

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Flying Lesson [1]- (Plot) Someone bullying a member of your pairing, Pairing: James/Lily

The 2016 Monthly Prompt List Challenge: [word] family

Pick A Card, Any Card II: Queen of Spades - Write about a someone who is more than they seem.

Ultimate Battle Competition II: Accessory Set

W.C: 893

Disclaimer: Nope. Never Have, Never Will.

More than Meets the Eye

James Potter was the undisputed King of Gryffindor, at least in his humble opinion, and the best Quidditch Captain there ever was. In short, as to not prolong anything because this could go on for a while, he was simply amazing. He was the Jokester, the Popular One, the Rebel, the Jock, and the Nice guy. He was the bloke everybody could go to advice for and who everybody did go to advice for. He was the undisputed King of Gryffindor.

Lily Evans prided herself in her intelligence. She worked hard for her grades and took pleasure in her results. She was a hell of a good duelist and a master at Potions. She was beneath all the pranks Potter and his gang, save Remus, pulled for laughs. She didn't find enjoyment in laughing at other people's sake. If she were to describe herself in three words, she'd choose: friendly, smart, and mature.

Lily didn't know when her eyes first started following James Potter, or when she caught herself doing that. Perhaps it was when she first arrived at Hogwarts and found him to be an utterly annoying and rude boy. Yet before she even realized it herself she had a ton of small notes on James Potter in the back of her mind that she had accumulated over the years. When he was rude, when he showed kindness, when he showered her with presents, and all these little details unconsciously had been engraved in her mind. She frowned upon his actions and smiled when he helped others. She even, on rare occasions, helped him avoid trouble. He wasn't that bad.

Lily sighs, closing her Potions book and the door on her thoughts. It will do no good to think of James right now. She doesn't even know why she's thinking of him. She leaves the library unable to concentrate on any of her work. She makes her way towards the Gryffindor Tower and remembers a shortcut she recently found. She walks slowly to clear her ridiculous thoughts out. It is in the silence that she hears two boys arguing in a lesser known corridor. "Do you understand, Potter?" sneers Mulciber as he slams James against the wall of a lesser known corridor. Lily doesn't really know what to do as she sees the sight before her. Surely, James could get himself out of this one. She knows he's done it before.

"He's not talking," grunts Nott as he stares at a defenseless James.

"Look here Potter," spats Mulciber as he sees James' indifference. "We'll break both your arms and legs. Do you understand the situation you're in?"

James shrugs and continues to stare down at the two burly Slytherins. Lily seems to be stuck in her spot. Why wasn't James doing anything?

"Potter, you're a goner," cackles Nott as he begins muttering curses. James' winces as a spell hits his body. Yet he doesn't raise a finger.

Mulciber seems to get irritated that nothing is setting him off. "Black is scum, you know that. Filthy blood traitor you hang around. He's evil, you know. He'll betray you. Not to mention, that half-blood friends of yours. What was his name? Ah, Lupin! He's so poor and pathetic. Pettigrew is a fat lump. You're all a sorry bunch!"

Lily tightens her hold on her wand and seems to be running toward them when she sees James throw a punch. She quickly disarms the boys and stops James before he can do anything more. "Stop! I'm telling Professor McGonagall!"

The Slytherins scowl and run away before she can hex them. She sighs and turns to look at James. "What was that all about? Why didn't you defend yourself?"

James grins lopsidedly as he brushes his robe off. "I can't do that. Setting a bad example if I whip their arses."

Lily raises a brow as they start walking toward the common room. "Really? I didn't know you thought of that."

"Cleaning up my act," James says proudly. He winks at her and laughs as she scoffs in disbelief. "If I get another detention today, I can't play the Quidditch match tomorrow. Horrid, isn't it? Besides, I didn't want to fight back. I usually don't do anything."

Lily quickly pulls out all her memories of James and the Slytherins arguing and dueling. She frowns as she realizes that he's telling the truth. He does hex others when he's not alone but like today, he usually just takes the hateful words. "But you did throw a punch back there."

James shrugs, stuffing his hands inside his pockets. "I don't mind when they talk about me but my family is a whole different issue." He looks at the ground and Lily smirks as she sees him turn slightly pink. "Don't look at me right now."

Lily grins, pulling a lock of red hair behind her ear. "That's bullying. You can tell someone, you know."

James doesn't answer and looks at her curiously. "Why? Are you worried?"

This time it's Lily's turn to flush. "Forget it, Potter." She starts walking faster than him. She bites her lips and turns around to scream. "You're not half bad, that's why!"

She can hear his rambunctious laughter as she slips inside the common room. She grins and nods. Yes, as much as it pained her to think it, Potter wasn't that bad.