Hello all! I have decided to start a multi/chapter story on Marauders era James/Lily and gang! I have a lot of ideas for the fic, but the main premise that will be outlaid in the next chapter is that all sixth years are required to participate in challenges to see who will be Head Boy and Head Girl next year. Laughs, drama and tomfoolery to come! Please read/review!

DISCLAIMER: All belongs to JKR

Chapter 1: To Hogwarts We Go

I've always hated trips on the Hogwarts Express.

Ever since first year, something has gone horribly wrong with my journey to my favorite place on Earth. Well, excluding Fortescue Ice Cream Parlour during Double Scoop Fridays. But that shit is hard to top.

My first year on the train is when I discovered my sensitive stomach during long travel periods and spent most of the trip in the loo barfing up the first chocolate frog I'd ever eaten. Second year was when I was rejected by Ricky Thompson. I had asked how his summer holiday was and he called me a Mudblood. Oh why do I go for the bad boys? Third year I'm sure was rotten, although I don't remember why. My fourth year was when I tried having sex with my then boyfriend Sam Pickett and the keyword in that sentence is "tried." A compartment bench plus a moving train plus an unlocked door? Epic failure.

Last year was probably the worst of them all. I had just sat down in my compartment with Marlene and Dorcas when a group first years barged in. They swore all of the other compartments were full and us, being gracious fifth years, allowed them to sit with us. As it turns out, those horrid boys had just purchased x-ray glasses from Zonkos and were eyeing us all up. That's probably not the last time I'm going to curse out a group of underclassman and I'm not even sorry about it.

So now, sitting alone in a cold compartment in the back of the train reminiscing on all of my very blissful Hogwarts Express memories, I am determined to enjoy my second to last journey.

I stand up and straighten my jumper that I put on over my uniform. As per tradition, I always change out of my muggle clothes right when the trains departs because of the absolutely ridiculous queue that forms once we reach the outskirts of Hogsmeade Station. Grabbing my wand, I rush to find my best friend, Marlene McKinnon. She wrote me right before September 1st to explain how she had already planned to rendezvous with Zachary Ulric on the train and to not look for her until we reached the castle. However, if everything I've heard about Zachary is true, I know that whatever they plan to do will not last the entire trip.

I finally spot her curly brown hair and rip open the compartment door.

"Marlene! Oh, thank Merlin I've found you! Dorcas needs you right this instant." I see her scorching further and further away from Zachary once she catches the wink I send her way.

"Right, of course!" She stands and turns to her fling of the week. "So, sorry to run. I'll catch up with you after the feast, yeah?" And then we are out of the compartment and on our way to save Dorcas Meadows from her cousin Twyla.

"How on Earth did you know that my hook up was going poorly? Are you a Legilimens? I mean it would make sense why you're so smart if you just copy everyone else off in the class. You truly are a clever witch, Lily. People really don't give you enough credit."

"Oh, hush! I just have listened to Sandra bitch and moan enough about him to know he uh—" I pause to think of the correct term, "works fast."

We burst out laughing and stumble upon Dorcas' compartment.

The thing about Dorcas is that where there's Dorcas, there's usually Twlya. Their mums' are twin sisters and that's why Dorcas and Twyla are mistaken for sisters so often. Their looks, however, are the extent to their similarities. While Dorcas is Marlene and I's fellow Gryffindor roommate and best friend, Twyla is an uptight Ravenclaw with a diadem so far up her arse you can see the glimmer of the sapphires when she opens her mouth to speak.

Dorcas beats us to it before we have the chance to open the door. "Marlene! Lily! Please, please" her chocolate eyes plead, "come join us."

In the compartment is Dorcas, Twyla, Benjy Fenwick, Marco Waters and Georgina Culligan. Benjy and Marco are playing exploding snap while Twyla and Georgina are flipping through the latest edition of Witch Weekly together.

Twyla looks up at us cooly. "Oh, hello." Her and Georgina share a look before eyeing up Marlene and I. Probably trying to see if either of us has gained any weight over the holiday or have a blemish on our faces.

We greet everyone before Dorcas ushers us out of the compartment to "get some air."

"Get me out of there!" She hisses as we move closer and closer to the front of the train. "Lily where were you? You said you'd sit with me." She blew her honey blonde bangs out of her face and looked ready to cry.

"I was going to, Dorcas, but then I just got caught up in my thoughts after the Prefects' meeting and sat alone for a while. Sorry, Dora, but it looked under control in there, yeah?"

She was going to murder me. This petite blonde with fairy princess eyes is going to claw my eyes out. Dorcas may be the sweetest person I know, but bitch can bite.

"Under control? Are you kidding? Twyla not only would not stop comparing our skirt sizes and whose teeth are more white, but she also asked Benjy and Marco who they'd rather do!"

"Do? Like, fuck?"

Oh Marlene, your way with words enchants me.

Steam practically shot out from Dorcas' ears. "Marlene do you have to be so crude all the time?"

Marlene looked at her feet for a moment almost looking ashamed, but then glanced up. "Well, what the verdict? Which lucky lady gets the immense please to be with Benjy and Marco?"

I separated Dorcas and Marlene before a brawl began in the hallway.

"Enough! Dora, you know she is just trying to rile you up. And Marlene, don't take out the fact that you didn't get a good shag in before we reach Hogwarts on her."

It was truly perfect timing when the four Marauders peeked out of the compartment next to us. I paused my rant to turn and look at the boys all piled on top of one anther to get a look at the cat fight in the corridor.

Sirius Black raised a brow to Marlene. "McKinnon, if you need a good shag you know where to find me."

"Stuff in Black," she spit at him.

He pushed James Potter aside and moved toward her. "With pleasure."

I gagged in disgust and pushed us down the corridor. "You're a pig!"

The last thing I saw before Dorcas pulled me into the compartment was James slapping Sirius upside the head.

As Hogwarts journeys go, this one wasn't even really all that bad.