Summary:
Lily was born in a rich family and was visiting England for the summer. James worked at the local bar in Hogsmeade and met Lily during the yearly festivals. She disliked him the moment she met him, but he persisted. Based on the movie "The Notebook".

Forgotten Memories

I am just a normal Wizard who had a normal job (well as normal as being an Auror can get). In context, I am no one special. I have had a normal life these past eighty years or so. There are no monuments dedicated to me (and probably never will) and my name will probably be forgotten as soon as I die.

But in one respect, I have succeeded as glouriously as anyone that has ever lived. I have loved another with all my heart; that may not be enough for others, but it had been and will be always enough for me…

"Today is the big day," I said cheerfully to the Healer behind the counter.

She smiled and I could see the pity in her eyes as she handed me the potions. "That's what you said yesterday."

"I know," I replied, still smiling with hope, "but today is different, I can feel it." I waved goodbye and walked down the bustling halls towards the lift. I rode the lift a few floors up to the fourth floor. As the lift reached the floor, a cool female voice said Fourth Floor: Spell Damage. I quickly got off the lift as the Healers that were clad in lime green and the anxious visitors pushed against me.

I whistled optimistically while I walked down the halls towards room 416. As I was nearing my destination, I heard a Healer saying patiently, "Come on, my dear. You should really get some fresh air. Let's go up to the Visitor's Tearoom for some drinks."

I walked into the room and saw a young dark skinned Healer talking to an aged lady that was sitting by the window. She continued to stare blankly out the window until I knocked politely on the door. She turned around at the sound of the noise and the emerald eyes, dulled with age, met mine. The woman was in her eighties as well. Although she was old with her skin wrinkled and her hair completely white, one could see the energy that her youth once had far deep into her eyes.

"Who are you?" she asked uncertainly.

"This is Prongs," the Healer explained. "He is going to read to you today."

"Read?" she asked suspiciously. I held out the small black book in my hands.

"Oh, no," she shook her head, "I don't know."

"Oh, come on," the Healer encouraged, "You will like him. Trust me. He is quite the funny guy, aren't you?" She directed the last question at me. I chuckled and held out my arm to the lady. She looked at me hesitantly before letting me guide her towards the door.

I slowly led her up towards the Visitor's floor, unhurriedly through the St. Mungo's busy hallways. I took her to a small private room that was more like a greenhouse than a room. The room was filled with countless flowers and plants that covered at least three quarters of the walls. She smiled and looked wondrously around at the new environment.

"Careful, you don't want to get too close to that plant," I said warningly as I closed the door. I gestured to a clump of vine-like plants in front of us. "The Crumple-Horned Snorkacks like to nest there." She backed away nervously. I guided her to a comfortable sofa that was located in a plant-free space right beside a window.

"Alright, where did we leave off last time?" I asked her as we settled down. "Oh right, the night of the Hogsmeade Fête. James was there with his friends, Sirius and Mary." I put away my round glasses and took out my reading ones.

"James?" she asked, her eyes narrowed in question.

"That's right," I replied, "That was where they met, July 6th, 1965." I sighed and opened the notebook to a previously marked page. She continued to gaze at me with a newfound concentration. I flipped the page and continued reading, "Now, they were seventeen. James was a local boy who worked part-time at the bar. His employer allowed him a day off for the festive…"

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James, a teenage boy with messy jet-black hair and hazel brown eyes, laughed along with his friend, Sirius, as they walked down the streets of Hogsmeade. Sirius also had black hair, but his was shaggy and longer than James.

Today was the yearly Hogsmeade Fête which celebrated the downfall of Grindelwald twenty years ago. Hundreds of wizards and witches, young and old, came to celebrate every year. There were live performances by famous bands, stalls that sold goods and food, and also countless entertainment games.

"Hey! How are you doing?" Sirius called out at a group of girls. He waved at them and they giggled before they hurried past. James rolled his eyes at his friend.

"I don't think Mary will be too happy to see you trying to pick up other girls," James told his friend.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her," Sirius shrugged. James rolled his eyes again.

The pair reached a wide open field where about twenty people were flying on brooms in the air. A few of them were throwing apple-sized balls, clearly trying to hit the other people. The people without balls shrieked in surprise and laughed as they dodged the flying objects. James and Sirius walked up to the very edge of the clearing and looked up at the flyers.

"Who's the girl with Mary?" James asked, nodding towards the redhead flying along with the burnet, Mary.

"Her name is Lily Evans," Sirius replied. "She's here with her parents for the summer. Her dad is loaded with enough gold to last you two lifetimes."

For some reason, James was immediately attracted to her. He didn't know whether it was her laugh that he felt could warm up a whole room, her flaming red hair, or her sparkling, bright green eyes. All he knew was that he wanted to get to know her better and nothing was going to stop him; not even the fact that he knows she is in a higher society than he is.

"Ah, here they come," Sirius commented as each of the people on the brooms slowly landed; it was quite obvious that the game had just ended. Mary walked arm in arm with Lily, laughing with a group of teenagers as they left the field. The two girls were wearing matching summer-flowery dresses, except Lily's was green while Mary's was red.

"Hey babe, I brought you some drinks," Sirius said to Mary, holding out a bottle of Butterbeer. She detangled herself from Lily and stepped in front of him.

"Thanks!" Mary beamed and kissed him fully on the mouth. As this was going on, James had stopped Lily, facing her so that they were only half a meter apart. Her friends had also stopped when they saw that Lily had been blocked.

"Do you want to dance with me?" he asked her, staring intensely into her bright green eyes.

She blinked. Then snorted, "No."

"Why not?" he asked persistently.

"She's with us!" one of the boys announced. James ignored him.

"'Cuz I don't want to," she said, slightly annoyed. Before he could say anything else, a tall, strongly built blond came up behind Lily and said, "Hey, Lily, wanna go on the Accio Brooms?" She smiled at him and her eyes sparkled brightly before she put her arm around his waist. "I'd love to." Without another word, she walked around James with the blond boy in her arms and her friends quickly followed, leaving James standing there alone.

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The Accio Brooms was basically a ride on a broomstick. However, they weren't normal broomsticks: they were longer so that it could fit two people easily and they were also more comfortable. Usually an Accio Broom ride had about ten to fifteen brooms following the lead one. Also, the people on the brooms didn't control the brooms; the person in the very front did (which was always the maintenance guy). The ride went in large circles around the small settlement. It sometimes went as high as over the rooftops or as low as the stalls so that the people could almost touch the ground with their feet.

And there on the ground was James who watched Lily and the blond boy with calculating eyes. As soon as their broom reached the low point of the ride, James ran and jumped onto the broom, right in between Lily and her date. Lily screamed as the broom swayed dangerously as it steadily rose up.

"Hey, what the hell!" the guy roared at him. James ignored him and turned his attention to Lily. "Hey, my name is James Potter," he said, holding his hand out.

"So??" she asked, ignoring his hand.

"So, it's really nice to meet you," James said, not discouraged at all.

"Hey, James! You can't just do that!" yelled the maintenance guy at the front (whose name was George Mackenzie).

"I'll pay when we get down!" James yelled back. He turned his attention back to Lily.

"Who is this guy?" the blond was asking Lily.

"I don't know!" she said, frustrated. "James Potter wasn't it?"

"I would really like to take you out," he said sincerely as the blond in front of him said, "Buddy, do you mind?!"

"No more than two people on the brooms!" George Mackenzie yelled.

"Alright, alright," James grumbled. He hopped off the broom, but his hands were still holding on the stick so that the rest of his body was hanging in mid-air. Lily gasped in surprise.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Lily shrieked, "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

"James! I know your crazy, but this is just plain stupid," Sirius yelled from behind Mary's shoulder. Their broom was right behind Lily's.

"Will you go out with me?" James asked again, looking up at her.

"What?!" she said, infuriated, "No!"

"Why not?" he persisted. His face was getting redder and redder by the second as he tried not to slip off.

"She just told you no!" the blond boy said, trying to cut in.

"I don't know," Lily said sarcastically, addressing James. "Because I don't want to!"

"Well, you leave me with no choice." Before she could reply, he let one of his hand go and he swung dangerously below the couple. Lily screamed again, covering her mouth with her eyes wide open with shock.

"James, are you crazy?" Mary asked loudly, exasperated.

"Let me ask you again, will you or will you not go out with me?" James inquired, yet again.

"No! I won't go out with you!"

"Aw, come on, my hand is getting tired," James complained as his fingers slowly slipped lower.

"Then just grab it with your other hand!" screamed Mary.

"Not until she agrees," James said stubbornly.

"Oh, sweetie, just go out with him!" yelled Sirius, seeing that this was getting nowhere.

"What? No—ARGH! Alright, alright! Fine! I'll go out with you," Lily said, throwing her hands up in defeat.

"WHAT?" the blond roared at the same time that James asked, "What did you say?"

"I wanna go out with you!" Lily said loudly.

"What?"

"I. Want. To. Go. Out. With. You," she pronounced each word clearly.

"Oh, no no. I wouldn't want to be forcing you just because you feel sorry for you," James said, feigning hurt.

"No, it's okay, I want to go out with you," said Lily through gritted teeth.

"Hm, what did you say?"

"I WANNA GO OUT WITH YOU!" she screamed.

"Okay, okay, all you had to do was ask," James said, grinning arrogantly as he grabbed the broom with his other hand.

"Oh, you think you're so funny eh?" Lily asked, anger coursing through her eyes as she glared down at him. "You think you're so cool. You're just cocky and full of yourself."

"That wasn't funny, James, you idiot!" Mary called out at him.

"Oh no, it's fine. I'll take care of this," Lily told Mary. With that said, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her wand.

"Wait, wait, what are you doing?" James asked worriedly. Even from where he was, he could see the dangerous glint in her eyes. "Wait!– Oh dear Merlin…"

Lily laughed wickedly at James. She had just jinxed his pants off so that his brightly patterned boxers were shown for the whole town to see. Behind them, Sirius was roaring with laughter while Mary was having trouble catching her breath from giggling so much. People on the ground were also pointing up and laughing at him…

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"…James hung there in embarrassment while everyone jeered at him. It was a few minutes before he could let go safely," I read to the lady.

"And then what happened?" she asked curiously, "Did Lily go on the date with him?"

"Well the next morning…"

A/N: Well, what do you think? ) Review please!!!