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Lily smiled to herself as she pinned the shiny Head Girl badge on to her school uniform. This was her last year at Hogwarts, and she was determined to make it her best year yet. Not only would she once again because top of the year with her grades, but she also wouldn't have to listen to James Potter's constant pick-up lines. It was going to be amazing. She had passed him several times while walking about the train already and he hadn't muttered one word to her. She was surprised at this so she stayed back after the prefect meeting to chat to him.
"So Potter, what's you deal?" she asked sternly.
"Don't know what you're talking about, Evans." He replied, relaxing more into his seat.
Lily sighed, "You most certainly do know what I'm talking about. You haven't used one of your crappy pick-up lines on me yet. What are you playing at? You better not be planning some other useless attempt to ask me out because it WILL NOT WORK!"
James chuckled to himself at how easily she got fired up, "Chill Evans. I've given up."
"What?" Lily looked confused.
"I mean, I've wasted every day of the last six years trying to ask you out, and you have rejected me again and again. So I've given up." He shrugged.
"Good. So you won't be asking me out anymore?" she questioned.
"No, I won't be. Unless that's a problem with you." He smiled flirtatiously at her.
"Argh! No, that is in no way a problem with me." She rose and left the compartment and went off to find an empty one to get changed into her robes in.