I had never really liked or tolerated James Potter. His character and personality automatically turned me away from him, a kind of repelling. I never dreamed that I could ever have more than loathing, as a deep, intense feeling for Potter, However I never dreamed that he could change…
"Alright Evans? My senses must be messed up because your eyes are talking to me!" Was the way that James Potter greeted me on Platform 9 3/4 in my fifth year and usually poor Muggle pick up lines that never did any good on me. It didn't matter to Potter that half the girls in Hogwarts were after him he was always after me, Lily Evans. Why I was so special to him, I don't know.
"Evans! Baby! Hey, I just realized, you look a lot like my next girlfriend." Was what Potter shouted to me when I was in the common room one night. Each year he got even more irritating and obnoxious. I couldn't stand him! So when he greeted me with a mediocre, "Hey Evans". As he walked into me in Platform 9 3/4 in our Seventh year, I was pleasantly surprised, yet there was something that was nagging me in the back of my mind that was bothering me, I just hadn't figured it out yet.
As I had been made Head Girl this year, I had to go to the prefect's Carriage at 11.30 and be briefed with the new Head Boy. I contemplated my choices as I walked down the various carriages of the train. I had not been told who it was but my sources told me that it was a Gryffindor. That didn't really give me a lot of choice. There was Tyler King, My best friend's brother who was born in September and she was born in August, much to her distain. There was also Simon Argall who I wasn't really familiar with but we got on just fine. Neither had been prefects but were model students, but then there was them .They that needed no introduction, The Marauders. The Marauders consisted of Peter Pettigrew, a small boy who was quite insecure and I suspected he hung around Potter and Black for security and popularity rather than loyalty. Then there was Remus Lupin, a tall boy with messy brown hair. A closer friend to Potter and Black than Peter dared to try. He disappeared every so often, but not many read too much into that, apart from one particular Slytherin boy who I would rather not mention. Then there was Sirius "I'm too sexy for Hogsmeade so don't even try to out hot me unless you're James" Black. He annoyed me as much as his precious Potter did; and he enjoyed it unlike Potter. He was known by the girls as the hot guy who hung with James Potter, who was equally as hot in their opinion, and also as the Heart breaker of Hogwarts as every girl who dated him knew. He was as tall as James in not taller by a couple of millimetres, with matching black untidy hair. Swoon. Then there was Potter. Pompous prat! Ever since I first met him on the Hogwarts express all those years ago he had been a git. And he had been chasing after me for almost as long if not from then on. He still thinks that he has a chance with me after all this time. Or at least he did. That thought made me uncharacteristically glum. But I soon snapped out of it as I passed the wannabe death eaters compartment. He saw me, I suspect out of the corner of his eye, enough to make him turn around. For a moment I thought that he would smile. As this journey reminded him of the first one we took together. But he just scowled, admittedly pissed; I scowled right back at him. This made him squirm slightly. So it should. Any way if it had to be one of the Marauders I would rather that it was Remus because he had been a prefect these past 2 years and I am relatively friendly with him. There were times when he would just disappear into thin air but I learned not to question them, which he was relieved about. Hell even Black for Merlin's sake, anybody but Potter! Before I knew it I was at the prefect's carriage. Slughorn has there already waiting for me;
"Ah. Lily Evans, my dear girl and Potions Protégée." Slughorn said as he took my hands in his. "It seems like only yesterday you stepped into my classroom nervous as a vampire in the Sun." he continued, a fat tear rolling down his cheek, I didn't know what to say so I just smiled. It looked as if he had a full speech prepared. "And here you are now. Seven years later. All grown up and Head girl for Merlin's sake! You're making me feel old Lily."
"Aww don't say that. You're only as old as you feel. Hell when I have children of my own you'll probably still be teaching here when they get here." I replied over him." And hey an anti aging potion may have been invented by then so you will go on teaching my children for many years professor-"
"Sorry to interrupt, sir, but I believe we have a meeting," A cocky voice said behind me. I turned to see who it was. The Emerald eyes met the Hazel.
"Oh no." I muttered…