Life with Lily

Disclaimer: If I own the Harry Potter books or cast do you honestly think I'd be typing this?

Summary: When Lily finally admits her love for James is it to late? And who is this new girl james is seeing on the sly?

Lily leaned on the door frame to the entrance to the head common room. As she stood before the portrait of a boy and girl smiling down at her, she thought about how excited she was to get the position of head girl. She had automatically owled her friends, Audrey Raines and Grace Jones to tell them the news, unfortunately neither had responded putting Lily in a bad mood. They could have brought it up, but no their to busy gossiping about those stupid boys-

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud laugh behind her. As she whirled around the frown on her face quickly turned into outrage. In front of her stood James Potter, a silver badge with the letters HB pinned on his robes.

"Well if it isn't the love of my life. How about a kiss for the new year, my darling?" He asked leaning dangerously close to her.

Her face was less than an inch away from his. His green eyes looked deeply into her chocolate brown ones. He rested on arm on the wall, to prop himself up and the other slid across her face, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She looked down as a scarlet blush crossed her face.

James is such a- such a-. She looked back into his eyes and felt as if she'd melt. What am I thinking this is Potter! James Potter the arrogant boy who does nothing but bother me. Well I'll show him. She thought, a devious expression crossed her face.

"Oh, of course my darling. First close your eyes." Once he had closed them, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face. "You perv, like I would ever kiss you, ew how disgusting."

James hand flew quickly to where he had been slapped a confused look coming across his face. "What- I thought"

"Obviously you thought wrong Potter," she said, practically spitting out his last name.

A slow smile creeped across his face, causing a loud laugh to erupt from him. "Oh I get it, don't worry so are you planning on opening that door anytime soon," he asked, an evil plot forming in his mind.

She glared back at him. "Potter you know I don't know the password." She said through gritted teeth.

"Oh that's too bad huh? I could help you out but I don't know, after all you did hit me."

"POTTER, OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" She screamed her face going red from anger.

"Well, I don't know, you hurt my feelings, but if you really want to get in, you could- no you would never go for that-."

"What? I just want to go inside and go to sleep. Tell me Potter."

"Ok, kiss me." He stood before her; he obviously had the upper hand, a devilish grin on his face, his eyes shinning bright.

A smile crossed her face, "Oh ok." She said, a evil glint in her eyes.

He leaned in again when-

"James Potter! What do you think your doing?"

He looked up, his smile gone from his face. "No-Nothing Professor Katrink."

"I should hope not," he answered; the old professor shook his head and sighed. "Now go inside and get some sleep, both of you- go on then."

James glared at the back of the herbology teacher's head. "Chocolate Frogs," he mumbled.

The old teacher smiled and continued his walk down the hall.

"Well night Potter, oh and thanks for the password."

James cursed under his breath and step inside the room.