Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the world in which I'm writing this story, I just own the plot.

Chapter 1

"Back off, Potter."

"I'm not touching you, Evans! Just for one hour! I'll go wherever you want to! I promise you!"

"Well I promise you a 'NO' every time you even try and ask me out, Potter. Leave me alone." With a huff, Lily Evans Turned around and continued to talk to her friend in a conversation which had been interrupted by a certain boy's pleas for a date with her. "Ugh, Nat, why do I even pay attention to him? He is so ANNOYING! And so damn persistent, I've said no on every date he's asked me out on since 3 rd year!" The red-haired 7th year straightened the Prefect badge on the front of her robes.

"Oh come on, Lils, he's one of the best looking and most popular guys in the whole year, forget that, the whole SCHOOL even, and he wants YOU! Take advantage of it, don't complain!" said Natalie. With waist length raven black hair and classical features; Natalie was easily one of the most beautiful girls in the whole Gryffindor house. She had a fair share of admirers, but was amazed that the fabulous James Potter had such a desire for Lily and that Lily didn't cave in. "You two are soul mates! He's gorgeous, amazingly smart, and caring, just like you! He loves you, and you know that you like him back!"

Lily shot her best friend an icy glare. Really, you can be so exasperating sometimes, she thought. "Caring? Don't make me laugh. He's a mean, arrogant, bully, that's what he is."

A few yards behind Lily, James Potter sighed. What'll it take me to get her to like me? He thought. The bespectacled boy had long held a crush for the beautiful redhead, but was always rejected. "She's going to like me this year… this is my year…"

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"Where the hell is Prongs?" asked a handsome, tall, muscular boy. Shaking his long black hair out of his eyes, he turned to a boy next to him. "Wormtail, have you seen him anywhere?"

The small, mousy boy shook his head and craned his neck farther to search.

Sirius shook his hair out of his eyes again and said to nobody in particular, "If he doesn't show up in the next… 2 minutes, I'm getting on the train without him."

"I think I see him… yup, that's him!" exclaimed a tall, gangly, boy.

"You sure, Moony?" asked Peter skeptically.

Sirius took one look at the spot that Remus had pointed to and said, "Of course he's sure, Wormy! Look around him! Be observant, for gods sake!"

"I don't see any- oh. That's Prongs, all right."

"I swear," said Sirius wearily, "Evans isn't pretty enough to stare at to risk missing your train, but we're looking at the king of fools, so…"

Sure enough, James was standing with a glazed look right behind the beautiful redhead.

"Well, what are we waiting for, lets go snap him out of it!" said Remus. "Hey Prongsy Boy, you wanna get onto the train now or what?" he yelled.

James continued to stare at Lily.

Sirius muttered "Come on, somebody hex him before he notices…" and started to wrestle Remus's wand from him.

Remus tugged his wand away from Sirius. "Are you crazy? We'll get detention on our 1 st day back!"

"Who cares? For the Marauders, that's normal, innit? Anyways… " Sirius strode over to James and gave him a hard shove in the back.

"HEY!" James yelled, startled.

Lily turned around and gave James a look of disgust before walking away to the Head Girl's carriage.

"Damn. Sirius, what is WRONG with you? Finally get a chance to look at Evans, and you just got to be there to ruin it, don't you?"

"Thank you." Sirius gave James one of the sweetest smiles he could manage without bursting into laughter, and then said, "Hey, know who Head Boy is?"

"No, who?" said James with a look of utter curiosity on his face. The Marauders were well known for the prank that they pulled on the Heads of Hogwarts each year. Last year they had charmed the Head Boy's pants to fall down whenever he looked at a girl.

"I dunno, I'm asking you, aren't I?"

"How the hell would I know? If the Head Boy is Moony, then I need the password for the Head's Dorms."

"Why?"

"Why? Cause Evans is Head Girl, that's why! She and the Head Boy get to share a dorm!"

"Doofus, didn't you read the Hogwarts letter? They said that Dumbledore's gonna announce the Heads at the feast; there's no possible way you could know that Evans is Head Girl already!"

"You're right, I don't, but you know that its gonna be her anyway, don't you?"

"Good point…"

"Hey, you guys, you hafta hurry of we wont get good seats on the train!" yelled Remus from the other side of the platform, where he was talking to some 1 st year girls and telling them where to board the train.

Both Sirius and James ran over to Remus with their trunks and got ready to board the train, Peter huffing and wheezing behind them, trying to catch up.

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"Hi, Chelsea!"

"Lils! Nat! Hey, how are you two?!"

"Great, how've you been, Chels?" Lily smiled at her second closest friend in the world. Apart from Natalie, nobody was as good a listener as Chelsea.

"I've been fantastic. Spent my whole summer getting tanned in France; how're you, Nat?"

"Oh, I'm fine, I hung out at home most of the summer… how's Mike?"

Chelsea smiled. Her blond hair and tanned skin made her look beautiful in an unusual sort of way, but she was oblivious to opinions on her looks and wouldn't care even if her skin turned blue and her hair turned pink. Her older brother, Mike, was one year older than her and had graduated from Hogwarts the previous year. "Mike's good, he just got a chance to play for the Chudley Cannons, did you hear?"

"No! Oh, wow, that's so great! He must be pretty excited!" said Natalie.

"So, did I miss anything important? I know I got here kind of late, sorry…" Chelsea grimaced. "I woke up late today…"

"No, not much… oh, unless you count me getting ambushed by that idiot, Potter, for the millionth time." Lily sighed exasperatedly. "And yes, for the millionth time, I said NO, Chels, so don't even TRY to get me to change my mind, because I won't."

"I still think you should give him a shot, Lils, he might change…"

"Yeah? Well call me when he does, and then I'll think about it."

"Fine. Have it your way. You're missing out on a great guy, Lils -" started Natalie.

"Oh, shut up, Nat. You just want me to hook up with James so I can tell him to set you up with Black. What do you see in Sirius, anyway?"

"I DO NOT!!!! Sure, I like Black, but -"

"Save it, Nat. Sure, you like Black just as a friend. We get it." Chelsea said with a exasperated look on her face. "Just admit it, okay? It is painfully obvious." The look on her face changed when she saw the shiny badge on Lily's chest. "Still a Prefect, Lils? I was sure that you would be made Head Girl! Don't tell me that BELLATRIX got Head Girl – HOW she even got to be Prefect, I don't know."

"Oh, I dunno, Chels. They're starting something new this year, Dumbledore's announcing the new Heads at the feast today; I still have a chance… but if Black makes it and I don't – we have a problem."

"A chance? A CHANCE? Lily, don't be silly… you are definitely going to make it!!!!" said Natalie with an incredulous look on her face.

"Hope so…"

A/N. My 1st fic. Should i continue? R+R PLEASE!!!!!!!! It'll mean a lot!