Greetings, greetings to all. I'm back after a very long absence. Anyway this is a small fic I've had in mind for a while now. Enjoy. Any comments welcome weather they be positive or not. The more the merrier. Oh and take note that there may be spoilers from Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix. Anyone how hasn't read it should.

Disclaimer: Just the usual stuff, I own nothing because if I did I would be filthy stinkin' rich. I would like to be filthy stinkin' rich but the sad fact is I'm not.

Oh and the title stinks. I'm not in a very creative mood at the moment. I plan on changing it as the story progresses. Suggestions are more than welcomed.

This will be a L/J story soon, hopefully. Be patient. If you'd rather not then leave.

Anything but Ordinary

James sat in his seat twirling his quill around. History of Magic was perhaps the most useless subject in James' opinion. He glanced wistfully outside wishing he was outside relaxing under a tree or soaring on his broom.

Besides him sat his best friend Sirius Black. James supposed he was planning a prank against their archrival Snape for Sirius was muttering under his breath "the git doesn't know what waiting for him," in a smug satisfied tone.

Besides Sirius was Peter Pettigrew one of his other friends struggling to keep awake. On his right sat Remus Lupin who was occupied with taking notes as Professor Binns droned on and on.

James glanced around the room as he studied his fellow classmates. The Gryffindors shared this class with the Ravenclaws which he found to be fortunate.

It was bad enough his house shared Care of Magical Creatures and Potions with the Slytherins. James didn't think he would be able to stand Snape and Binns all in one double period.

Again James stared out the window wishing he were outside and not here listening to Binns go on and on about the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy of 1692.

He stifled a yawn as his eyes wandered about the room again and finally settled on a Ravenclaw redhead who was obviously struggling to pay attention.

A small smile tugged on James' lips as he imagined the look of frustration on Lily Evans' face. He had given up trying to pay attention much less take notes for History of Magic ages ago.

Later of course he would read the chapter and question his pal Moony if he had any questions. It wasn't like he cared much for History of Magic, but he James Potter always got good marks.

The bell rang interrupting James' thoughts as he shifted back to reality. With one large sweep of his arm he stuffed his belongings back in his bag and stood up.

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a redhead talking animatedly to a Ravenclaw brunette he knew only by sight. The two chattering Ravens left the classroom, both looking relived to be leaving History of Magic behind.

James turned back to his friends impatient to be leaving the History of Magic classroom. The room was stuffy and made James feel sick. It would help is the windows were opened but Binns never seemed to notice any problem with the lack of fresh air. James didn't blame him, he was after all a ghost, but still he couldn't help but feel irritated.

Sirius he noted had his arm draped around Stacy Smith, a Gryffindor blonde. Stacy sent a flirty smile his way before turning back to Sirius. Sirius winked at James as he and the blonde exited the classroom, probably in search of a more private place.

James shook his head as he watched Padfoot leave before turning back to his remaining two friends.

"He never gets tired of them does he?" he commented to Remus and Peter.

Peter only gave a slight shake of his head while Remus lightly stated "That's Sirius for you."

The three Gryffindors made their way outside to the lake so they could refresh themselves a bit before lunch.

"There's a Quidditch match tomorrow," Peter informed his two friends. "Ravenclaw versus Slytherin" he continued. "Anyone want to place some bets? Remus? how about it?"

"Nah, I'd rather not place any bets."

"Well them what about you Prongs? Common Prongs old buddy old friend, this is the only way I can get that trick box off of you. What do you say?"

"Sorry Wormy but I intend to keep my little box. It comes in handy. The other night it squirted Jefferson with some goop when he tried to touch it. You should have seen the look on his face. Priceless I tell you.

Ah come on you guys, it'll make the match all that more exciting.

"No can do pal." came James' response.

"Spoil sport," mutter Peter under his breath while glaring at James and Remus before breaking out into a smile. "Look, here comes Snape.

James looked up and indeed it was Snape, or Snivellus as he liked to refer to him. A grin etched James' features as he called out to the boy.

"Hey, Snivellus why don't you come over here a minute so we could chat a little. It has been a while since we've has a nice talk. Maybe we could even give you some advice on how to style your hair because the look you're going for isn't exactly in at the moment. In fact, I don't think it's ever been in." James heard Peter snigger besides him as Snape turned, his eyes flashing.

"It's too bad I can't say the same for that tangled mess that is your hair Potter," Snape stated coolly. "I find it amazing" he continued "that your little Mummy and Daddy haven't gotten around to introducing you to a comb."

With that James leaped to his feet and pulled his full 6"5 self him to tower over the much shorter Snape.

"Watch your mouth there Snape otherwise you may find it meeting my fist."

"Tut, tut Potter, I can't believe you would resort to such barbaric ways.

"If you really want to see just how barbaric I can get them why don't you put those books of yours down and face me....unless you're afraid of big mean James." he retorted.

"Luckily for you I have places to be," Snape said in a silky voice. "For you see, I unlike you am a Prefect and have duties to attend to." With that Snape turned and left towards the castle.

James muttered "coward" under his breath but sat back down.

"You shouldn't let him provoke you James" came Remus' voice for beside him. "It's what he wants. He wants to get you in trouble. It would please him very much to see you stuck in detention.

James snorted. "Detention? Please, detention is nothing."

"Still James, it's best to leave him alone."

"Whatever" he said as he spotted a group of Ravenclaw girls sitting in a circle talking. He noted that Lily Evans was among them. His right hand automatically swept to his hair leaving it even more disheveled than it was before.

James smoothed out his robes and walked over to the group of Ravenclaw girls who seemed to be discussing a plan to sneak into someplace, but as soon as he neared them they dropped the subject and quickly pretend to be talking about the weather.

James smiled as he sat down and encircled the waist of one Lily Evans' with his arm.

As if on cue Evans jerked herself away from his reach and glared hotly at him.

"What is the matter with you Potter? Can't I have one moment of peace without you? And I would appreciate if you would stop touching me. The very sight of you disgusts me as it is, so imagine having you touch me." she shrieked.

James noted that her eyes intensified in color when she was angry and decided he liked the way her clear emerald eyes darkened.

"Why can't you ever leave me alone? Not even for a moment am I free of you.."

She continued to rant but James stopped paying attention and glanced over at her friends. He didn't know most of them since they seemed to be all from Ravenclaw with the exception of the one male who appeared to be Slytherin. James wondered how Lily Evans could stand being around such filth but he snapped back into reality when he remember that Lily Evans was still yelling at him.

"Now for the last time Potter just go away.

"Ok I will" James said smoothly. "I'll leave you if you join me next weekend for a little snog in the Astronomy Tower."

James braced himself expecting Lily to explode once again but instead she stormed off muttering about what a egotistical bastard he was.

James noted that Evans' little group was glaring at him so he decided to return back to where he had been with Remus and Peter.

He glumly noted that Sirius had returned and from the look on his face he has witnessed the whole scene.

James plunked himself down again the trunk of a tree while letting a large sigh escape his lips.

"I don't get it, why does she keep on turning me down? It's not because I'm not good looking, or because I'm not smart, or because I'm not funny, or athletic or......

James stopped as his friends burst out into laughter.

After a while their laughter had ceased and turned into comforting faces, at least in Peter's case. Sirius had a grin on his face and Remus simply rolled his eyes.

"That's just it Prongs," Moony began. "Lily doesn't care about all that stuff, she wants someone real, someone who's not bragging out himself all the time and strutting around..."

"I don't strut!" James said as he frowned. "Snape struts but I don't." he scowled.

"You'd be surprised." finished Remus as he opened a book and started to read.

James frowned as he looked out onto the lake. "I don't strut...or do I..."

End Part One

*rubs hands together gleefully* I finished a chapter. Hurrah. On and if you haven't noticed already, I am most definitely not British. I would try to de-Americanize my writing, but then it would seem like I was trying to hard to be British and that never works out. Review if you dare.