Summary: The final year at Hogwarts for Lily and James Potter. My first piece of fluff. (:

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CHAPTER 1: Feuds and Frisbees

It was breezy summer day on the first day of September, and Lily Evans had just stepped on the Hogwarts Express.

"You're Head Girl this year, Lily. Make this count." Lily thought to herself. Lily remembered how happy she had been when she received the letter at her house. She smiled at the thought of how happy her parents were, but her smile faded when she remembered how annoyed her older sister, Petunia was. Lily wandered around the train, and spent many fruitless minutes searching for the Head Boy.

"I hope it's not that Ravenclaw boy. Absolutely awful. Maybe it's Diggory, from Hufflepuff. He's nice. Or maybe it will be Remus. Ugh, working with a Marauder. But if it had to be one of them, he could be the most bearable. Oh, where is he? Late on the first day." Lily thought.

"Evans," came a cool voice behind Lily. "There you are. I think we should head up to the Prefects compartment for the meeting."

James Potter was standing inches from Lily, grinning more broadly than ever. He had changed significantly over the summer, and was now long and lanky, although his mane of black hair was still as messy and uncontrollable as ever. His round glasses were perched on the bridge of a slightly crooked nose, and his hazel eyes were gleaming with mischief. He was a lot more handsome than Lily had remembered, which caught her slightly off guard. His expressions, on the other hand, looked exactly the same as they had for the past six years. Lily's eyes glanced at the Head Boy badge that was gleaming on his chest, and immediately bubbled with anger at the boy she had hated since her first day at Hogwarts.

"Potter! What are you doing? Give that badge back to the Head Boy!" Lily screamed. "I don't have time for this!"

"No, I think you misunderstood. I'm Head Boy. Here, look at my letter, if you don't believe me." he said, still grinning.

James ruffled through his bag, and handed her a piece of parchment. Lily peered at it, and sure enough, it was exactly the one she had received at the beginning of the summer. She felt as though receiving this bit of news was worse than eating the vomit flavored Bertie Bott's Beans.

"What? How did this happen? I mean, he's...a rogue!" said Lily, muttering to herself.

"Well, I'm touched you think so highly of me. Seriously though, it's a shock to me too. Wonder who Confunded Dumbledore?" said James, his cocky grin still plastered on his face.

"Listen, Potter," said Lily. "Seeing as this is our last year, and more importantly, our N.E.W.T year, I can't be distracted by... well, basically, you. So, as Head Boy, no funny business."

"Lily, Lily, Lily. When have I ever been a troublemaker?" he replied with mock hurt, his eyes still gleaming.

"Oh, yes, Potter. You are the epitome of moral behavior." Lily snarled. "And stop calling me Lily. To you, it's Evans."

"Fine then, Evans. Are we gonna get to this meeting, or what?" said James, running a hand through his hair.

Lily curtly nodded, and walked confidently into the Prefect's compartment. James followed holding a Fanged Frisbee, which he let loose into the room. The Frisbee began to violently fly around the small room, and started to attack any piece of open flesh it could find. Everyone went wild, and Lily screamed at James. After finally immobilizing the flesh-eating toy, Lily turned her attention to the rest of the group.

"Sorry 'bout that," said James gruffly, looking at the floor.

"Yes, well. I apologize also for the immature behavior of the Head Boy. Best hope we don't see that during the year." Lily glared at James.

The two Heads briefed the Prefects, and Lily was surprised to see that James didn't waste the meeting planning pranks, and even told the Prefects their duties. Once the meeting ended, though, James wasted no time in leaving the compartment as fast as he possibly could.

"Hey, James!" Lily called after him, as he rushed ahead, presumably to find the rest of the Marauders.

"Stop calling me James. To you, it's Potter." he said, running his hand through his hair, and winking.

"Haha. Funny. Nice to see we're all real mature here." said Lily with no humor in her voice. "Well, I wanted to say that other than the incident with the Frisbee, the meeting went mostly okay. What I mean is, you were okay." " she said, slightly confused, or rather, angry with herself.

What was causing her to say this? Why was Lily Evans telling James Potter that he was doing something right for once in his life? All Potter had done was make her life more difficult since their first year at Hogwarts. With his incessant habit of asking her out, and his annoying group of friends, James had done nothing to deserve her compliments, or even the time of day. Yet something was different this year. She couldn't put her finger on it, and quite frankly, this feeling made her worried. She had hated James since Day One, and she wasn't going to mess things up.

"What? Did I hear you right? Did Lily Evans just tell me that I managed to do something right?" James said, with a shocked expression.

"Shut up. I just might take it back." said Lily, rolling her eyes.

"Calm down, Evans. No unfriendly feelings here okay?"

"All right Potter. Because for the last six years, we've just been the best of friends, right?"

"There's the spirit!" said James, smiling as wide as he possibly could.

Lily rolled her eyes, and together, they headed back to their compartments. James' hazel eyes looked around in all the compartments, presumably looking for the rogues he usually spent all his time with; the Marauders.

"Oi! Prongs, here!" said Sirius Black, James' best mate. "Evans, it's a pleasure to see you as always. We were actually just talking about the biggest killjoy around. Funny how you showed up, isn't it?"

"Shut up, Padfoot," said James. "Don't talk to her like that." But Sirius just grinned, and looked at Lily with a comical look.

"Oh okay, James. Just because you're in love with her doesn't mean we all are."

James' didn't respond, and just stared at the floor. Lily however, had heard just about enough.

"I'd try and insult you, Black, but you're simply not bright enough to notice." she said pleasantly.

And with that, Lily spun on her heel, and walked towards her own friends. James caught up with her soon enough, and grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Hey, Evans. I'm sorry about what he just said. He's been off his rocker recently... or, actually, he was never on his rocker. Just don't pay attention," said James, in an apologetic voice.

"No, Potter. I can't just not "pay attention". You and your Marauder friends. You're all the same aren't you? Arrogant toerags, thinking you're better than everyone. Well, you're not! Sirius is a jerk, and you are just like him, if not worse! And I can't believe that I actually thought for a second that you may be changing this year!" finished Lily.

"Oh, okay Evans. If that's what you think." his face slightly flushing.

He turned around and headed back to his compartment, where Sirius, Remus, and Peter looked at him solemnly and apologetically.

"Sorry, mate. That was bang out of order. Rotten luck." said Sirius.

"Yeah, seem to be having a lot of that." said James, staring at the approaching castle out the window.

Kinda short... sorry! How's the beginning? Reviews welcome!