Author's Note: Ok, so i haven't written in a couple of years but i didnt like my story 'The Final Year' as much as i wanted to. I want to portray the characters a lot more to my liking in this Story. It's about James and Lily's final year at Hogwarts how I imagined it would be. Please take the time to let me know what you think. I have left a lot of the basic stuff out because if youre reading this, i assumed you have some sort of knowledge about Harry Potter lol. Otherwise, Enjoy

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all.

Chapter One.

People didn't walk away from him.

He was the one who always walked away from them. Always. That was always the last thing anyone saw. The untidy, yet incredibly handsome, back of his head.

James swore loudly, before running his hand through his hair. Could anyone get on his nerves that much?

The scarlet couch in the Heads Common room looked extremely inviting to him right at this very second. Slowly, but very surely, he made his way over to the couch and picked up a fluffy gold cushion. Of course he would regret his next move, but James still lobbed the cushion, with all his might, towards the door labeled Head Girl. His hazel eyes watched it soar across the room in slow motion, just like in all those muggle movies, and finally land with a bang (a bang which he never thought capable of a fluffy cushion) on a shelf which, two seconds previously, looked quite… bright?

'Shitttt.'

The cushion hit the floor and flames began to rise, slowly at first, before engulfing the entire pillow. Of course he would hit the only shelve with candles on it. Cursing the fact that he should have a better aim, considering he was the Captain, the star of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, he raced over to the pillow and muttered, 'Aguamenti.' The flames subsided as a jet of water sprung through the tip of his wand. Lucky we play with a quaffle, not cushions, he thought lamely.

James coughed as smoke slowly filled the small common room, and he waved his hands around his face like an idiot, trying to find a trace of clean air. A knock at the portrait made him stop, and he prayed to Merlin that it was his best friend, his brother, replacing the one that he was never fortunate enough to have. He reached the back of the portrait and kicked it open, and was thankful that for once today, his prayers were answered.

A smile spread across Sirius Blacks face, twisting his tanned features to make him look even more perfect then even James himself. Or maybe not. Equally attractive, both boys stood in silence and stared at each other, one whose hazel eyes we turned to slits that even Lord Voldemort would envy, and the other with the stupidest grin from ear to ear on his face. James got the urge to slap the smile straight off his perfect face. How could anyone be happy right now?

'It is polite to let a guest inside, rather than allow them to hover on the door step awkwardly. It invites unwanted small talk,' Sirius said in a pleasant voice.

James let his eyes relax, and matched his best friends mocking voice, 'Would you like to enter?' before motioning him inside with one hand and adding his trade mark smile which would have any girl fall to his knees.

'Why Thank-you.'

Siruis strode past him, or strutted as most people would call it, and sat on the couch where that damn pillow was only a few minutes before. James watched him, his arm still outstretched as if waiting for his best friend to ask why there was so much smoke in the room. But he didn't.

'So this is what royalty looks like?' His blue eyes scanned the room before meeting James'.

James gave a weak smile, dropped his arm and went and sat down aswell.

Sirius sighed and shook his head, 'What a day.'

'Tell me about it,' James replied.

'Ha! As if your day could even compare to mine. Guess who i put in the hospital wing before the school year even began?'

'You didn't.'

'I did.'

'Why didn't you wait for me to get there?' James looked disappointed.

'Because you're done. Finished. dead, if you will. Well maybe not dead, but you might as well be. You're Head Boy now.' he said the words as if they were poison, and lets face it... They were.

'You think i wanna be here? In this stupid room with that red headed bitch on my back all the time,' Jame's look of disgust didnt surprise Sirius. He was used to the two of them fighting like an old married couple. Except they literally hated each other, and the idea of them ever marrying was laughable

'Im affraid here is the only plus side Prongs.' Sirius eyed the room again, this time spotting the burnt pillow and surrounding carpet. 'Already tried to burn this place down?'

'Something like that.'

James stared at his best friend. There were slight bags under his eyes which would make Sirius have a hissy fit if he saw them. Maybe he hasn't looked in the mirror lately, nothing normally faults that flawless face.

The truth was, James and Sirius could have been brothers. They both looked similar, tall, tanned and each had muscles that put their shirts to shame. The only difference was their eyes and hair. James had hazel eyes and a messy mop on his head, and Sirius had sparkling blue eyes. You would never find a hair on his head out of place, even (much to many other males disgust) after a game of Quidditch. They were perfect. They were natural leaders. They were the height of cool, and didn't they know it.

'So what did Regulus do to piss you off this time?' James looked curiously at his brother. Sirius hadn't put his REAL brother in hospital for over a year now.

'Nothing. But it got me two weeks of detention.' He paused, thinking, and smiled, 'It was worth it though.'

'Well, if it was worth it...' James trailed off, not knowing what to say next.

'What's up with you tonight?'

James stared at the floor, of course Sirius would notice. 'Apparently i wont have a life this year.'

'I told you that as soon as that fat arse letter came during the summer. A letter that big only means one thing...'

'I know, it just finially hit me today,' James replied with a sigh.

'But you've always know-' Sirius stopped in mid sentence and turned his face so that hazel met blue, a tiny 'Oh' escaped from his lips.

James nodded, his best friend knew him too well. 'Of course she would have gotten Head Girl. But to attack me like that... I havn't fucked up yet have i?'

'You know what she's like Prongs. She's as fiery as any red head. She takes her job seriously.'

'Yeah, a little too seriously.'

'Maybe she heard about the train,' Sirius suggested.

'Nobody knows about the train. Apart from you.'

Sirius tried to keep his face blank but James knew him too well. Sirius let his mask slip for less then half a second and James swore loudly.

'Jillian Johnson was quite proud. I mean, how often do you get to shag a marauder on the hogwarts express? It would be such a nice 'welcome back' gift.'

James swore again. 'Dumb bitch needs to keep her mouth shut.'

Sirius laughed, 'bless her, she'll be telling her grandkids when she's all old and wrinkly.'

'I was wondering why Evans was so mad before.'

Sirius shrugged, 'it's not like you did anything wrong technically. Morally, however, maybe you did cross the line.'

James laughed at his best friend. Sirius was the first one to sleep with someone of the Hogwarts Express. 'What else is there to do?' Were Sirius' words when he told James over the Summer.

'Padfoot, you were the one who shagged that seventh year on the way home last year.'

Sirius smiled, 'Oh shit, i did too.'

They both laughed and sighed at the memory. James sat up, causing Sirius to look at him curiously.

'Where are the other two?' James asked.

'Peter's asleep and Remus is, well, i don't really know.'

But the portrait behind them opened and both of them stared at the person who dared to interrupt them. Or persons. Lily Evans laughed, pulling along someone behind her whom James couldnt see.

'No peeking!' she said over her shoulder. But she stopped when she spotted the two boys sitting on the couch. James couldn't deny it, she was beautiful. Some people are born that way, other people pretend to be. But she was born that way. She wore no make up and yet, she didn't need to. She had pulled her dark red locks up into a bun on the top of her head, allowing her face to be seen from every different angle.

As soon as she had spotted them (or maybe just him), however, the smile that was spread across her gorgeous face immediately vanished. A look of complete and utter disgust filled her pretty little features, and James returned it equally.

'Wow, it's very... Smok-,' Remus trailed off, dropping Lily's hand and staring at his friends.

'Remus, Lily, nice of you to join us,' Sirius said, patting the couch on the side opposite to James.

Remus made his way over to where his friends sat. Lily, however remained where she was.

'You want to explain the smoke, Potter?' she asked.

James started to say something but Sirius cut him off, 'It was my fault Lily. I thought i was more talented with a wand then i actually am,' he answered, with an apolagetic smile. The smile he used on teachers to get out of trouble.

'You were one of the top of the year last year were you not?' She answered with a smile spreading to her lips.

'Yes, baby, but even the best fall down sometimes,' he answered, winking at her.

'Your charm works on me as well as Potter's does. Im not a blonde bimbo who melts at the mere sight of you two,' she said, waving her wand at the burnt pile and it disapeared. 'Maybe next time clean up after yourself.'

James cut Sirius off this time, 'Why would we Evans, when we have you cleaning up after us. Maybe you were a house elf in a previous life.'

Lily glared at him, before turning to Remus and saying, 'I've changed my mind, I'm going to bed. Night.'

James watched her walk towards the room which the pillow was suppose to hit. She opened the door, hesitated, and slammed it shut beind her.

'I'm gonna glue that door shut so Big Red will be late for her first class tomorrow,' James said, throwing another pillow at the door and this time hitting it.

'James.' It was Remus. James didnt want to talk to him at the moment.

'What.'

'It wouldn't hurt to just try and be her friend. You two are going to have to work together a lot this year and you're just making it even more awkward then it has to be.'

'I'll try when she says sorry,' he spat back, still not seeing how such a smart boy could be so dumb. How Remus could be so close to the stupid girl in the dorm across the other side of the common room. But he knew why. Ever since they had both become prefects in their 5th year, they have been practically brother and sister.

'James, you need to let it go,' Remus replied, staring at his friend straight in the eye.

James looked at Sirius for support, noticing that he had been very quite for the last couple of minutes. But he merely shrugged and answered, 'It would make sense, i mean you do have to work with the girl now. It's not an option anymore. You've ignored her ever since it happened, or when you weren't ignoring her you were teasing her or making her really pissed off but you can't do that now.'

'Ok, thanks so much for the lecture, Sirius, but if you think me and that girl are going to end up like them,' he pointed to Remus before continuing, 'then you've got to be out of your mind. Maybe she should have thought about what she was doing before she pulled that prank on me. I never intentionally hurt her but if she wanted to play dirty, then i'm as dirty as they come!'

And it was true. He couldn't see them as friends. Yes, he had loved her but not anymore. All he felt for the girl was hatred, hatred he never thought he was capable of. And it made him sick, he hated what she did to him and he could never forgive her. If he could forgive her, then it would always be at the back of his mind. She had ruined everything that day. But most importantly she had ruined him. He had loved her so much that he was willing to give it all up for her. For some stupid girl. Hell, any girl would take him at the drop of a hat but the one he actually wanted, never wanted him back, and didn't she make the most of it...

'Prongs,' Remus started, and James knew they were back to being marauders, he wasn't speaking as Lily's best friend. he had used the name. Not James, but their name. 'I just want you and her to have a good year. God knows what will happen after we leave this damn place but it's our final year so let's make the most of it.'

James smiled, 'I'll put up with her but im not being her friend. Ever.'

Sirius laughed at his stubborn best friend. Oh, what a year this will be...

Thank-you for reading :) R&R pleaaaaaase.