A/N: Okay, I probably shouldn't be starting another fic, but the hell with it, I felt like it.

Summary: Lily thought she was going to a boarding school when she turned elevin. She thought that she would be separated from her best friend, James Potter. Little did she know what this "boarding school" had in store for her...

Chapter One: The Day We Met

James Potter has been my next door neighbor forever. I think. I don't really remember anything about playing in diapers, like our parents describe, but they've got pictures, so I guess its true.

Not that that's a bad thing. James is sweet. He's a nice friend. He's been my best friend since we were three. Unfortunatly, we knew it wouldn't last forever. Our parents have been talking about boarding school for as long as I can remember. Apparently, they all wanted to go to boarding school when they were little, but their parents wouldn't allow it. I ask you, why would you want to go to a strange school far from home?

The day I met James, I was one. My Mom has it on home vidio. James and I watch it sometimes, just for fun. I was in my back yard, wearing a tiny pink bathing suite, and sucking my thumb, when James snuck up behind me and fell into the wading pool I was sitting in. He had tripped on my toy boat.

I, of course, shrieked with laughter, but James was drowning right before my eyes. I wonder now that I didn't notice it. My mom rushed to the rescue, pulling James out of the pool.

The earliest memory I have with James is on our first day of kindergarten. He and I weren't too good of friends yet, but we were still neighbors. We were placed in the same class, and on the first day, my mother had an emergency with my evil sister, Petunia. I forgot what it was.

So, obviously, she couldn't walk me to school. I was to walk with James and his Mother. Mrs Potter was suddenly called into work, though, because one of her patients had just gone into labor.

That left me and James to walk ourselves to school. We figured, no prob, we know where the school is, right?

Before she left, his mom told us to make sure that we held hands when crossing the street, so one of us wouldn't get lost.

This idiot of a child, Eddie, saw us holding hands, and told the whole kindergarten class that we were going out before we even got to the classroom. When James and I found out, we were pissed. I punched that kid so hard, I swear he must have seen stars.

Next thing I know, Eddie is on top of the school roof. Whoa, that was unexpected. James looked around guiltily, and that was when I should have realized something was up. Of course, Eddie got in huge trouble, and from that day on, James and I were rarely seen without each other's company.

Now, there were many other occasions when I should have realized something was up with James Potter. Like the time in the second grade, when he pulled a whole quart of chocolate ice cream from his cubby, and none of it was melted.

Or the time in fourth grade, when he turned Billy into a frog. But I was the only one who saw it, before Billy changed back, and of course, I thought my eyes were just playing tricks on me. Ha.

Now, my eleventh birthday just so happened to be on the same day as James'. July 31. That was the day I got my letter.

I had been asking my mom for months where I would be going to school the next semester, and I never once guessed she might already know. Then again, I didn't know she was a witch.

I got my Hogwarts letter yesterday. I have to say, I am surprised she pulled that kind of thing on me. After my dad died, I thought I knew all of my mom's secrets, because we were so close. My sister Petunia had already moved out, and was in college, so it was just me and Mom.

She had me fooled. I thought I was going to some horrible all girls school or something. When I found out James was going to Hogwarts, too, I ran right over to his house and barged right in.

"James! Ja-mes! Where are you" I yelled.

"In here, Lily. What's up" He asked.

"Did you get your letter, James" I asked excitedly.

He shot a nervous glance at his parents, and I knew then that no one had told him I was a witch.

"What are you talking about, Lils" He asked, sounding worried.

"Your Hogwarts letter. This letter" I said, holding out my letter.

His parents looked at me, amazed. He quickley my letter, and then, satisfied that it was real, turned to his parents, looking triumphant.

"I told you" he said, smiling"I told you she was a witch. I could tell. Just look at her. Does she look like a muggle? Look into her eyes."

I was confused. Of course, I had been told by my mom that I was beautiful, but, coming from James, it was so much more satisfing.

I had almond shaped, emerald green eyes. My auburn hair fell to mid back, and it was my best feature, in my opinion. I had naturally red lips, that I am also very proud of.

"Now, James, we are glad that Lily is a witch, of course. But what if she had been a muggle. What if you mentioned Hogwarts, told her about us, only to find out she wasn't a witch. It all worked out for the better. You see, Lily dear" said his mother, turning towards me" We knew that your mother is a witch. But, your father, we couldn't be sure about. After all, look at Petunia. Something obviously went wrong there. "

She had a point.

I think yesterday was the best day of my life.

A/N: Is it good? Yes? No? Should I countinue? Yes? NO? I need answers, people. I ain't updating till I get some reviews, so dish up!

Jenna