Right this is my first story and i decided randomly to do this late one night, so please be kind to me! i OWN NOTHING all rights to the respective owner, I'm simply a fan having a bit of fun!

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'My dear boy, what is it you see?' Trelawney asked intently, leaning in so close to him I was sure she could smell is cologne.

'oh wow, I see me' he replied, not really talking to Trelawney, more like he was speaking to himself 'I am not alone' he leaned in closer to the crystal ball. I myself had never believed in divination, to fluffy in my opinion not enough solid fact but he seemed so absorbed that I felt myself leaning in, along with the rest of the class, silently willing him on.

'I'm with a girl, a beautiful young woman' he carried saying what he could see.

'yes, yes and?' Professor Trelawney pushing him forward with her words.

'its, me and oh Merlin, lily, in Hogsmead with me next week?' he was no longer staring into the ball, but sat back in his chair smiling suggestively at me, smug proud smile on his lips. He was clearly very pleased with his performance, especially not only fooling the whole class that he could actually see the future in that small crystal ball, but me as well. I huffed and sat back in my chair across from the small round table that sat between us. The class had realised it was an act by now and were all laughing amused by his antics. Even though I hate to admit it, it was amusing. Professor Trelawney was the only one who didn't realise it was fake and was looking from him to me with a confused look on her face as to why he had stopped.

'what do you think, imaginative this time?' he said to me, still in a relaxed proud position

'I've got to give it to you, you sure know how to mix things up' I replied as I packed my books into my bag. As I got up to leave and started down the corridor I heard him call in response -

'so?'

'still no!' I called over my shoulder and turned that corner.

'you love me you know!' he shouted back over the chatter of a corridor full of students.

'you sure about that potter?' I called back, then disappeared out of his sight.

That was the James Potter I was used to! The obnoxious prat, who was constantly asking me out and pulling pranks on innocent students, who was so full of himself it was a surprise to even Dumbledore that he could fit through doorways. Not this sweet caring mature James who made butterflies flutter in my belly and blush when he smiled at me! I don't know what had come over me lately. Admittedly at the end of sixth year we had become friendlier even though he was still asking me out but now he was head boy he changed so much - for the better. However that didn't mean I knew how to handle this James. I'm aware I may have confused you a bit, let me tell you how this began.

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