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Chapter 1
Lily POV
"Would you like me to help you with your trunk?" James asked me as I was about to board the Hogwarts Express. My first thought was to retort and say, "No, I am perfectly capable of getting on the train myself, thank you very much. You know I have done this six times before!" But something was different about James Potter, something had changed.
"I guess." I said coolly. James lifted my trunk onto the train effortlessly. Then he held out his hand towards me like a true gentleman. I ignored this gesture; after all he is James Potter.
I pulled my trunk along the hallway towards the front of the train where the Heads compartment was located. This year I had been made Headgirl. I noticed James was following me. No, it couldn't be, Dumbledore would have to be off his rocker to make James Headboy. I reached the door to the compartment and opened it. Much to my displeasure he followed me.
"Why are you following me Potter?" I asked somewhat rudely. "Wait, your not… you mean to tell me…. Are you the He……?" I couldn't bring myself to finish my sentence for fear of the answer.
"Yeah, unbelievable I know, but it's true I am Headboy. Sirius nearly wet himself from laughter when he found out." His words echoed in my head. No way, this could not be happening. "I knew you'd be Headgirl though."
I looked away. Why is it that he always gets everything without even trying? He has never had to work hard for anything: good grades, popularity and good looks all come easy to him. I have spent six years working my butt off to achieve my goals.
"Look Lily." James began to say. His voice sounded sweet, though I pretended not to hear him. "I want to put our past behind us. This year we are going to have to work together and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me. I have learned to accept the fact that you don't and will never like me the way I like you. Believe me; I have spent the summer moving on."
I glanced back at him. This time I didn't look away. He seemed mature, unlike his usual annoying self. He hadn't even asked me out yet. Last year he had asked me out every single day though my answer was always no. I had begun to dislike James Potter as much as I disliked the Slytherins. His obsession with me drove me crazy and the idea of having to work with him seemed appalling.
But now he seemed different. He wasn't acting egotistical and he looked….well, hot! Maybe it was the way his jet black hair stuck up in odd directions or how he seemed so relaxed. Maybe it was because his hazel eyes always seemed to glow with happiness or because he always seemed so sure of himself and didn't let anyone bring him down. No, this couldn't be happening! I can't be falling for James Potter!
"I promise I won't ask you out anymore. When I am around you I will focus on head duties and take them seriously. I promise to treat you like the lady that you are and not take advantage of our new living situations." James continued.
James had brought up a good point; we'd have to share the headdorm. I eyed James suspiciously. How could he have changed over the summer? Why was he just standing there looking so calm?
"So you expect me to believe you've changed?" I finally blurted out.
"No, that would be too much to ask, but I will prove it to you. You'll see I am not the boy I used to be." He said looking me in the eye as he spoke. I could tell something had changed about him, but it all seemed too good to be true.
The prefects began to enter the compartment. James and I introduced our selves, though everyone already knew him because he was the chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. I went over the rules and James surprisingly pitched in at times. Then he assigned the prefects patrolling duties.
"Nice work Potter." I said with an air of surprise in my voice. "I honestly didn't think you had it in you."
"Please…..Call me James." He said.
"See you around… James" His name seemed to flow smoothly from my lips. He grinned at me and I could feel my stomach flutter. I couldn't believe it; I was actually falling for James Potter.