I don't own Harry Potter or anything related to it, but I'm a really big fan. This is kinda my take on how the whole Lily/James thing started. Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1

Lily Evans sat on her bed with her legs folded underneath her. She had a dozen or so loose pages around her and she was going over the final arrangements for the millionth time.

About two weeks into the summer she had received her letter from Hogwarts. It had looked exactly like the other six she had received, except for, well, the large lump in the bottom left hand corner. She had instantly ripped it open to discover a shimmering gold badge with the words "Head Girl" printed upon it.

Her mother and father had both rushed into her room, one carrying a soapy frying pan and the other a cricket bat after hearing her scream. It had not been for some masked thug as they had expected, but for the utter delight and excitement that Lily had felt.

She had raised the badge and could only mouth "Head Girl!" Her mother had seized her, pulled her into a tight hug and had told her that she had never been so proud while her father had already rushed down stairs to telephone her grandmother, aunts, uncles and cousins. (They, of course, all thought that she went to some posh private school in the north of the country for the brightest young minds.)

Well, after that she had contacted Professor Dumbledore to set up a meeting with him. She had a mountain of ides that she wanted to discuss with him. After about two hours, she had fully explained her numerous ideas and he had given her the go-ahead on a few of them.

Her favorite of them had been a short summer prefect camp. She wanted to unite the prefects and teach them some well needed team-work skills.

She had been planning it for a month and everything was going to go off smoothly. She'd make sure of that. And to think there was only a day left before the trip.

Excitement flooded her as she thought about how much fun they were going to have. As they were not allowed to use magic out side of school and most of the prefects were still underage Lily had planned a ton of muggle team building exercises.

The only thing that she had not planned and was not completely sure of was the final list of prefects attending. Dumbledore had insisted on sending out the letter to the prefects, although Lily was still not completely sure why.

"Ok, the food is packed, the tents are in the car, Dad's phone Greg and confirmed…" Lily went through her mental check list again. Her Dad would be driving her out to their camp site tomorrow morning. They would be camping on a part of her cousin's farm out, near Kent. She and her dad would set up the tents and then she'd wait for everyone else to arrive. They were to arrive around one tomorrow afternoon.

Lily was starting to get worried though. Dumbledore had said that he would send her a list of all the prefects attending but she had still not received it. She started shuffling the pages on her bed into a neat pile. She looked out of her curtained window and saw the late summer sun setting, casting a deep scarlet colour across the sky.

Suddenly something caught her eye. A dark shape was steadily making its way towards her. As it drew closer she saw that it was a large brown barn owl, a school owl. Finally, she thought breathing a sigh of relief.

She got up and crossed to open her window. The barn owl flew in and landed on her desk, sticking out its leg to allow her to untie a yellow envelope. She took the letter, grabbed a small owl treat out of a box on the desk and fed it to the owl. "Thanks" she muttered as the owl took off again. She shut the window and went to sit on her bed again. She unfolded two pieces of parchment. The one was a short letter from Dumbledore wishing her luck for the camp and the other was the list of prefects.

She slowly read through the list:

Fifth years:Alex Tate & Susan Marshal

Sixth years: Damian Fredricks & Amy Smith

Seventh years: Samuel McDonald & Ashley Dickson

Ravenclaw

Fifth years:Nick Rawson & Christy Mathews

Sixth years: Kevin Quirke & Nancy Bell

Seventh years: Mark Hudson & Stacy Edwards

Gryffindore

Fifth years:Jared Figg & Cathy Steward

Sixth years: Jack Baker & Vicky Nightshade

Seventh years: Remus Lupin & Lily Evans

Slytherin

Unfortunately none of the Slytherin prefects will be able to attend the camp due to various reasons.

"Surprise, surprise" thought Lily sarcastically. She continued down the list.

Head Girl: Lily Evans

This brought a familiar smile to Lily's face.

Head Boy: James Potter

"WHAT!" screamed Lily, "No, there's no way, no way in hell that James bloody Potter could be head boy. I mean come on. This must be a mistake."

Without a second thought she got up and crossed to her desk. She picked up a blue pen (she preferred to write with them while at home rather than a quill), pulled a piece of parchment towards her and wrote a quick letter to Dumbledore.

Dear Professor Dumbledore

Thank-you, I just received the list but I think there must have been a mistake because on the list. It says that James Potter is head boy. Please would you inform me as to who is the actual head boy, it would be most appreciated.

Yours truly,

Lily Evans

Lily read through the letter again and was about to send it when a thought struck her. She would not be able to send the letter and receive a reply before she left. After all she only had a few hours left.

She scrunched the parchment into a small ball and dropped it into the waste paper basket. It had clearly been a mistake. She would just have to wait and see who turned up tomorrow with the head boy badge. Yes, that would be the simplest solution.

With that Lily went to sit on her bed again and went through the final arrangements for the millionth and first time.

Her alarm clock screeched 07:30. Without opening her eyes, Lily stuck out a hand and turned it off. She opened one eye and checked the time. What was she doing up so early, it was holiday. She was about roll over and sleep on, when a jolt of excitement shot through her body.

Camp!

She sat up, stretched her arms above her head and got up. She walked to her desk's chair and picked up the pair of jeans she had laid out the night before. She dressed silently, lost in her own thoughts and before she left her room she checked her reflection in the mirror next to her closet.

"Perfect" she thought as her reflection stared back at her. Twirling a piece of long red hair between her fingers she descended the stairs to the kitchen.

"Oh and Mum, did you hear that Mrs. Muir's daughter has got herself involved with some horrid boy from London, and now they getting married. They've only known each other a few weeks but according to Lisa he found out about the money she's going to inherit from her grandfather and that's why he's so eager to get hitched."

Lily's sister, Petunia, was already sitting at the kitchen table, gossiping happily to her mother, who was frying some eggs and not really listening to a word her daughter was saying. When Lily entered Petunia's expression turned sour.

"Ah, here she is, the freak herself."

"Good morning Petunia. How did you sleep?" Lily asked in a sweet voice. She knew this would annoy her sister beyond all reason.

Petunia pursed her lips and said "I'm sorry, I don't speak Freak."

"And I don't speak Bitch but here we are."

Petunia gasped, "Mum, did you hear what Lily just said to me?"

"Hmm, no, sorry dear."

Petunia scowl. Lily smiled to herself, she had done it again.

"Dear, would you like some bacon and eggs?" her mother called over her shoulder.

Without waiting for an answer, her mother placed a plate in front of her pilled with bacon and fried eggs.

"I don't want you starving to death on this camp," Her mom said, smiling at her "Now eat up, before its cold."

An hour and a half later, Lily and her father were in the car, speeding along the highway. It was a two hour drive to Greg's farm and she still needed to set up the tents and get everything ready.

When they final arrived at the farm, they first stopped off at the farm house to thank Greg. He gave them a map of the farm and showed them exactly where they would be setting up camp.

"Oh, I'd love to take you there meself but Bessie went and got herself tangled in a fence so I'll be having to see you later."

Their camp site was near the edge of a small wood. Greg had somehow rigged them a tap so that they had fresh water and had also left a large pile of fire wood although neither of these would be needed. Although they couldn't see the farm house from here they knew it was just on the other side of the wood.

Lily and her father made short work of setting up the tents. There were three of them, a girl's tent, a boy's tent and a general cooking/lounging tent. They looked like normal 6-man camping tents from the outside but they were magically enlarged on the inside. Lily had borrowed these from her best friend, Heather. Heather had a large family and they loved going camping. Lily herself had only been camping twice in her life, the first time when she was six years old with her parents and the second had been last summer with Heather and her family.

Once they were finished, Lily and her father had a quick tour of the tents. The girl's tent had five bunk beds in a large room, with two bathrooms on either side of the door and everything was adorned in shades of pink and purple. The boy's tent was exactly the same except it was covered in blues and greens. The last tent had was a large open plan room with the kitchen on the left side, a gigantic dinning table, large enough to seat twenty people, in the middle and on the right was lounge with many squishy armchairs and couches and small fireplace.

"Well, I'm impressed poppet," her father said as they started unloading the food from the car "I'd never have imagine that you would be able to fit twenty people in that little tent."

Lily didn't reply but just smiled.

Round about 12:30 her father bid her good bye, told her to call if she needed him and left. Lily had just taken a seat at the dinning table when she heard someone call her name. She jumped up and raced outside.

Remus Lupin was standing beside one of the tents with a large backpack slung over his one shoulder. He was tall and rather skinny but had a handsome face. He was one of Lily's co-prefect and a very good friend.

When he saw her, he smiled and said "I'm sorry Miss, but I'm looking for our Head Girl. Have you seen her?"

"Remus!" Lily exclaimed, rushing over and hugging him.

"How are you?" he asked as the two of them walked towards the tent Lily had just emerged from.

"I'm wonderful, what about you? How has you summer been? What have you been up to?"

"Not really much" Remus explained as they took seats at the dinning table. "Just been working a bit at the local pub. My father said it would do me good to learn the value of manual labour."

"Manual labour?" Lily asked, raising and eyebrow.

"Yes, I have the pleasure of lugging crates and barrels up and down the stairs, as well as washing dishes."

"Oh, I see. So you've been working out then. It might come in handy, you know." Lily said smiling at Remus.

She had definitely missed being able to talk to him. He wasn't like the other guys at school, always pulling pranks and laughing their heads off at someone tripping up the stairs. He was mature and sensitive towards her and interesting to talk to. He was genuine; he never tried to act cool or manly around the girls or his friends. He was just him. He was one of those guys you could have a serious talk with, without him snickering at something immature and at the same time you could sit and laugh about the stupidest things together.

"Oh, by the way, how did you get here?" Lily asked.

"Dad dropped me off, along-side Apparation. He's on his way to see someone."

"Oh. I wonder how the others are getting here?" Lily thought out loud.

"Well, the letter said that we could arrive by alone-side Apparation, Floo powder or muggle transportation."

"You don't by any chance have the letter with you? Dumbledore sent them out so I haven't actually seen what he wrote."

"Oh, yeah, sure," Remus replied, bending down and searching through his backpack. "I brought mine alone, just in case Dad got lost."

He handed her a piece of parchment, with Dumbledore's handwriting on it. Lily read through the letter:

Dear Mr. Lupin

Our new Head Girl, Lily Evans, has taken it upon herself to organize and unite our prefect body. She has so planned a 3 day long camp during the summer holidays. She has ensured me that this would be a pleasant experience and would like you to attend.

It will take place from the 27-29 August. You would need to arrive at For Ever & Evan Farm no later than 13:30 on 27 August. You may arrive by the following means: alone-side Apparation, Floo powder or muggle transportation. As this camp will take place on a muggle farm I wish to remind you that no magic will be permitted.

Please send me a reply as to whether or not you will be able to attend.

Yours Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

(Headmaster)

Dumbledore had also enclosed a list of equipments and clothing that would be necessary.

"Well, I honestly don't know why Dumbledore didn't allow me to send out these letters. There isn't anything higher grade about them." Lily said, shaking the parchment in her hand.

Remus was about to reply, when a swishing noise distracted them both. Lily looked towards the fireplace and, where a moment ago an empty grate stood, large emerald flames were now dancing. Out of the flames stepped a tall boy with sandy hair.

"Hey there, Lily, Remus." Mark Hudson greeted them. He was a fellow seventh year, in Ravenclaw.

Remus stood up to shake his hand. "Hey Mark, I'm glad you could make it." Lily said, giving him a brief smile.

Lily quickly checked the time on the oven door. It was 13:10. The others should be arriving soon. As this thought crossed her mind, she heard two faint pops just outside the tent. Remus had dissolved into a conversation with Mark about their summers and so Lily raised herself from a chair to greet the new arrivals.

Two fifth years girls stood outside, one short with a long dark plait down her back, the other only slightly taller, with strawberry blonde hair in a high ponytail.

"Hey Lily" they both greeted. Susan Marshal and Cathy Steward.

"Hi, you guys can come inside, while we wait for the others." Lily offered them each a smile and directed them into the lounge tent.

Over the next twenty minutes everyone had arrived. They took up seats in the lounge and Lily stood in front, facing them.

She scanned their faces, some looking excited, others nervous and the Hufflepuff fifth years look like he might be sick. She also scanned over their collars. Most of the fifth years were wearing their new prefect badges, but most of the other weren't. She saw no indication of who was Head Boy. She had expected it to be Remus but he hadn't mentioned it and she knew he would have at least told her.

When everyone was comfortable, she smiled at them and cleared her throat.

"Well, now that we're all here, I'd just like to say thank-you for coming. I really appreciate it that you guys are willing to work with me on this and I hope you guys will enjoy yourselves. This whole experience is so that we can get to know each other better and make friends with the other prefects that we'll be working with this year." Lily smiled at them and most of them smiled back. It was going well so far.

"I thought that we might start today with a short hike after you guys have unpacked, you know, to ease our way into it. Then dinner and then later tonight we could just chill, and socialize. So is that cool with everyone and are there any ques-"

But Lily was cut short by someone dashing through the door and yelling "I'm here, I'm here, sorry I'm late." The person sounded quite out of breath and come to a stop as everyone's eyes turned on him. He smiled broadly at them "Hey guys. Oh, good, you haven't started yet."

This person had untidy black hair and a wicked smile. Untidy black hair and wicked smile that Lily knew all to well. James Potter, her worst nightmare realizes.

"Potter, what are you doing here!" Lily in the calmest voice she could muster.

Potter swung his backpack off his shoulder and sunk into a seat next to Remus before answering. "I thought the Head Boy was suppose to attend. Well at least that's what the letter said."

Lily realized that everyone was still staring. She would not lose face in front of them. Giving Potter a deadly look she continued. "The guys' tent is the one on the left, the blue and green one and the girls' tent is the one on the right covered in pink and purple. You guys can go unpack and I'll call you when we're ready to go." Lily gave them an encouraging smile and everyone got up to leave.

Lily strode over to the couch Potter was sitting on, grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into the kitchen.

"Potter, if this is some kind of sick joke-"

"Lily, its not, I've got the badge. I'm head boy." Potter stuck his hand into his pocket and pulled out gold badge. Lily looked at it and sighed.

"Very well, but Potter if you mess this up for me, I will kill you and that is not a threat, that is a promise."

"You're really hot when you're angry." Potter said move slightly closer to her.

"Can't you take anything seriously?" Lily snared.

"Of course I can, like for instance, I think you're seriously attractive. Come on Lily, go on a date with me."

"Oh, you are an arrogant, self-assured git."

"Yes, but you love me for it."

"Potter, don't try me." Lily took a step back and gave James a deadly look "Stuff this up for me and I'll have your head on a platter." With that she turned on her heals and left the tent.

AN: I'm sorry this chapter is so long and relatively dull but I thought it better to get the intro stuff done in one chapter. I promise it'll get better.

How did you guys like it? Should I write more? Please review! It would be most appreciated.

Oh, and I apologize for my horrendous spelling.