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Chapter 1
Blast that damned James Potter. Lily's face was scarlet and her green eyes were burning with rage. Always, me, the butt of his stupid jokes. Stupid, stupid, sodding prat.
Lily marched down the stairs, on her way to the large expanse of Hogwarts grounds, where she could cool off. A group of prefects that had been standing in a huddle by the main doors of the castle saw the enraged Head Girl approaching and scattered, whispering amongst themselves.
"Damn, she looks pissed."
"I hope she didn't find out that I skipped on patrol duty."
Lily's eye twitched at this remark. She had a keen sense of hearing, but couldn't be bothered with prefects now.
"I bet its James. Anyone want to bet me?"
Ignoring them, Lily stormed out of the castle, seething.
"Evans, wait!"
Lily had heard the footsteps coming. Oh, bloody hell, why hadn't she run? Well, one thing was certain, she would not turn around.
"Evans!"
She kept walking. One foot, then the other in front of the previous. Repeat. Good steady rhythm. A rhythm that did not involve the murder of James Potter. She would not do him the honour.
She heard her last name called out again, then, more softly: "Lily!"
"Bugger off, Potter!" she screamed back. She did not want to face him. She would not turn around. Would not.
"I was just joking, Evans, talk to me, please?"
"No! Has no girl ever said that to you before? N bloody O!"
She heard him swear to himself, then he sang out, "Please, Lily?"
She turned around. She couldn't not turn around. It had to be resolved at some point anyway.
"So talk, Potter," she commanded.