A/N: Hey Shhayy-j11 here. So, I 3 James & Lily! Just wanted to write a fanfic on 'em~ This is sorta my 1st time writing (ok, I wrote a previous story but… it was crap =.=). Hope dis is okay (: Basically I'm starting with Lily beginning 6th year ;D I just 3 their relationship, don't you? Pls review to tell me how I can improve and all~ I'll really appreciate it (:

Disclaimer: I don't own any of JK's work! If I did, I wouldn't be studying my bum off would I?

Chapter 1

Of first meetings and chasing trains.

Lily Evans is a seemingly normal girl. She lives in your average 2-story house (nothing too fancy), and is a part of a loving family of four. She grew up in a lovely neighbourhood with space to run, children her age to play with and a comfy bed to go to at the end of the day. She loves her parents and bickers with her sister like any other younger sibling would. So far, she has led a life filled with love and warmth. Isn't that nice?

Emphasis on 'seemingly' though.

Everything about Lily has never been completely 'normal', even her looks. She seems to stand out in any crowd, including her family. For some reason, she inherited neither her mother's blonde hair nor her father's brown one, but her great grandmother's fiery red hair (which, by the time she reached the age of 16, would tone down to a lovely auburn, much to her delight) She has a splash of freckles across her nose and sparkling green eyes that seem to capture everyone's attention when she walks into a room. Everything she does is quite unpredictable with her temper, yet she can be as gentle and endearing to a person as a mother is to her child. She has a sharp mind and tongue to match and as you can see, she is quite different from the average red-head.

However, she became different in a whole new level when she was about 10-years-old. Normally, kids her age would be flying kites or playing dress-up. Little Lily, however, was controlling flower petals, making them bloom at random moments and even jumping off swings to find herself floating gracefully to the ground. She met a peculiar boy by the name of Severus Snape. And through him, a door leading to a whole new world was opened to her.

Lily Evans was different alright,

she was a witch.

"Mom! Where's my blue cardigan?" Lily shouted from the bedroom. She was never one to pack early and now she was seriously regretting it. With less than an hour before departing for King's Cross Station, Lily was getting desperate. I wish I'd hurry up and turn 17 already! It's hard enough running round the house in search of a piece of cotton, but just the thought of lugging that trunk all the way to King's Cross… *shudders*

Lily mentally shook herself in hopes of focusing on the task at hand; finding said piece of favourite yet easily misplaced cotton.

"Tuney! Have you seen my cardigan? You know, the blue one?" she yelled across the hallway. Petunia's sharp facial features poked out of her room as she snapped, "Why would I have ANYTHING that belongs to you, freak? Anyway, that cardigan is sooo last season! I wouldn't be caught dead in it! Why the hell do you even want it? Oh that's right, you're a FREAK. I bet your freakish friends back in that freak school of yours are fashion disasters-"

"TUNEY! Honestly, if you aren't gonna say anything helpful or even remotely nice, it's best if you say nothing at all!" Lily hollered, very pissed off. She rushed down the stairs to find her beloved parents, hoping they would have a clue as to the whereabouts of her favourite cardigan. Mr and Mrs Evans were both in the living room, sitting on the loveseat watching TV. Timothy, commonly known as Tim, works as an Engineer and has brown hair with touches of grey in it and matching brown eyes that were currently glued to the television set and his strong arm wrapped around his wife's shoulders. Rose Evans, the local kindergarten teacher, was snickering as she felt her husband hug her tightly as they watched the movie. Her blonde hair that usually fell delicately across her shoulders was tied in a loose bun and her dark blue eyes twinkling mischievously as she watched her husband tremble in fear. Lily smiled at the old couple as they watched the 'horror' movie. Her father was an utter scaredy-cat while her mother an absolute horror fan, for actual horror movies, anyway.

"Dad!" Lily exclaimed as she placed her hands on her father's shoulders. Mr Evans jumped a few centimeters off the couch and yelped in fright. His wife couldn't help it anymore and fell into a fit of giggles. "Honestly, Tim! This has got to be one of the least frightening 'horror' movies ever! Casper the Friendly Ghost, really?" Mrs Evans questioned as she watched her husband whirl around to find his daughter grinning mischievously down at him. A blush crept up his cheeks as he straightened himself out and stood up in what he thought was a dignified manner.

"Well, Lily flower," Lily rolled her eyes at the nickname only her dad was allowed to use. "Judging from the frown on your face and the shouting contest just now, I'm guessing you still haven't found the loudly mentioned cardigan?" Lily dramatically pouted, not before flopping down into the space between the old couple and wrapping their arms around their shoulders.

"Oh sweet-mother-o'-mine, you should know where it is right?" Lily asked sweetly, batting her eyes for the sweet-little-Lily-Evans charm, or the Evans charm for short.

"As a matter of fact, yes. It is in the laundry room, go check!" Mrs Evans smiled as her daughter hugged her in gratitude.

Lily rushed into the laundry room and sighed in relief at the sight of her blue cardigan and a bunch of other clothes she had forgotten to pack. She grabbed them in haste and made a beeline for her room. After another fifteen minutes, she was dressed in her favourite shirt, a pair of comfortable jeans and a pair of her old converse with her trunk in her hands.

"Dad! Time to go! I need to get to the Kings' Cross in the next forty-five minutes!" Lily dragged her trunk down the stairs before gratefully accepting her dad's help.

33 L&J 33

By the time Lily reached Kings' Cross, it was already 10.50, leaving her ten minutes to get to the Hogwarts Express. She was way ahead of her parents and in her own little world that she did not realize she was heading straight for a person, until she actually knocked into him, of course.

Oh man oh man oh man…. Okay, relax, you have ten minutes, it's alright… Oh no! I only have ten minutes! Ahh I'm gonna end up-

CRASH!

"Oh! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" a rather flustered and embarrassed Lily asked. She was busy picking up a few bags that were strewn across the floor and was surprised when a familiar voice answered her.

"Hey Evans, fancy meeting you here!" the voice of James Potter caught her attention. Lily couldn't help but smirk at his casual remark. How ironic… She thought, remembering this similar situation that occurred five years ago.

~FIVE YEARS AGO~

"Mom! Where are we supposed to go? The ticket here says 'Platform 9¾!' There's no such thing!" Eleven year old Lily was beyond exasperated as she paced around the space between platforms 9 and 10. She turned around sharply to face her mother but instead knocked into a black haired boy around her age and the force of impact knocked both kids down.

"Hey!" the boy exclaimed before widening his eyes behind round wire-rimmed glasses. Lily's emerald eyes also widened as they met hazel ones. Both children just stared as their parents rushed over to them and helped them up, but their gazes never left for a second.

"I'm so sorry! Little Lily here is such a klutz! Is your boy alright?" Mrs Evans asked anxiously. The boy's mother smiled kindly and assured Mrs Evans that her son was fine. The two ladies helped their children up and their husbands helped with the trolleys which were now on the floor.

"I'm sorry this might sound a bit strange, but do you perhaps know where Platform 9¾ might be?" Mr Evans asked politely. The little boy perked up and looked up at her father before exclaiming, "I know! Is your daughter here attending Hogwarts?" Lily's eyes brightened at the mention of Hogwarts and looked at the boy expectantly, waiting for him to continue. She was surprised when he merely chuckled before grabbing her hand and pulling her through the wall in between platform 9 and 10 and into the hectic Platform 9¾. Lily heard a gasp behind her but she was speechless as she took everything in; families hugging goodbye, old friends meeting up, trunks being hauled into the train, the train, oh the Hogwarts Express! It gleamed in the sunlight, beckoning Lily as she took each step closer to the new world she would soon be a part of…

She squeaked in protest as she was pulled into a bear hug. "Honey, remember, don't sleep too late and try not to stuff yourself with anything sweet. Goodness knows how you have such a sweet-"

"Mom! I love you, ya? Urm… Say g'bye to Tuney for me…" Lily murmured, trying not to tear up the thought of her sister. "Bye Dad, take care, ya? I love you all so much!" Lily hugged her parents tightly but was forced to let go early when she felt someone tug her wrist. She turned around to find the boy from earlier (whose name she still did not know) pulling anxiously as he kept glancing at the train. "Hurry!" he exclaimed. "The train's leaving!"

Lily's eyes widened as she dragged her trunk towards the train. Thankfully, her father swiftly helped her put it in and immediately the two of them began running towards the door. The boy was much faster than Lily was, so she instinctively grabbed his hand, afraid she wouldn't be a part of a world that was slowly leaving in the form of the train exiting the station. Together they climbed quickly onto the train and collapsed by the door, each panting heavily. They were immediately faced with the booming voice of a fierce adult who saw their dangerous entrance. Lily grasped the boy's hand tighter as she cringed, not wanting to face the wrath of this mystery woman alone…

"Oi Evans, EVANS!" the voice of James Potter again brought her to reality. Her parents were now catching up and she finally remembered what was going on.

Hogwarts. Express. Ten minutes. Wait, no! About three minutes. Right. She quickly pecked her parents on the cheek and hugged them tightly before giving them quick goodbyes. She promised to write regularly and just like five years ago, she grabbed the hand of the same boy whose name she now knew and raced to the Hogwarts Express that was slowly making its way out of the station. The only difference was that she knew for certain that the place where that train was going, was where we she truly belonged.

A/N: Yay! So that's Chapter 1! Hope you enjoyed it~