Edit: 01-03-2010, IMPORTANT: If you are reading this story, I beg you to please read the new version of it. (Of Raindrops, Flower, & Wishing Wells) It is about a thousand times better. I wrote a lot of this version as a fourteen year old with no skill whatsoever. The new version is me at eighteen.

Read this only if you're doing it for kicks. It's quite cliché.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot. JKR owns everything else.

It's hard to pretend you love someone when you don't but its harder to pretend that you don't love someone when you really do.

Chapter One: The Hogwarts Express

It was September first and Platform 9 & 3/4 was packed, as was usual, with young witches, wizards, and their families all getting ready to say goodbye for the school year. A pretty girl of fifteen was talking to her Muggle parents.

"Good bye Mum, bye Dad, I'll see you at Christmas!" the redheaded witch told them, kissing them both on the cheek.

"Be sure to write, dear, and tell us how you prefect duties go," the girl's mother told her daughter, handing her a prefect badge.

"I will, I always do. And I shouldn't have any problem being a prefect. I love the younger kids," she answered brightly, her green eyes, inherited from her father, were all alight.

"We know you'll do fine," he said warmly. A whistle sounded. "Five minutes, you better get on the train."

"Good bye, dear, we love you, see you at Christmas!" her mother said, giving her one last hug.

"Bye, oh, and tell Petunia I said good bye as well. She was asleep when I left this morning."

"We will, dear, we will. Now get along!"

Lily Evans hauled her trunk into an empty compartment on the train and began to heave it up onto the luggage rack, with difficulty.

"Oi! Evans! Need a hand with that?" Lily turned, again with difficulty, to face the owner of the voice.

"Not from you, thanks," she said coolly to the handsome boy standing behind her. His jet black hair was messy, as usual, sticking up in every direction and his hazel eyes were framed by wire-rimmed glasses.

"Suit yourself," James Potter replied in the same cool tone, rumpling his already messy hair. "I hear you were made a prefect. Remus too."

"Good for him," Lily said, clearly not caring in the least as she continued to push her trunk up onto the rack, which was proving to be quite impossible. James just chuckled.

"You're adorable," he told her as he watched.

"And you're an arrogant waste of space. Now that that's settled..." she heaved one last time and was finally able to get her trunk onto the luggage rack. She turned to look at James, hands on her hips, and finished, "Leave."

"Alright, alright. But you will go out with me this year Evans," James said as he ran a hand through his hair.

"You said that this time last year, and the year before that, Potter. I don't think it's likely to happen."

"We'll see, Evans. We'll see."

"Would all prefects please report to compartment number one. All prefects to compartment one," a male voice said over the intercom. Lily sighed and brushed past James and into the hall.

James walked to the compartment across the hall and sat down with Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew. Two of his three best friends.

"No luck with Lily-flower, mate?" Sirius, the handsomest of his friends, with his black hair that fell casually into dark brown eyes, asked with a grin, which James returned.

"Not yet my good man, but it's only day one."

"Uh huh," Sirius said with a mock-knowing look. He loved to tease James about his little "crush" on Lily Evans. He was the only one of the four boys who truly knew how much James cared about Lily. To Peter and Remus Lupin, she was just the only girl to ever turn James down, and therefore, it was like a challenge. But Sirius could tell that every "no" from Lily was like a slap across the face (which had happened once or twice) even if James was good at laughing it off.

"Hey there James, have a good summer?" Remus asked as he entered the compartment a few minutes later. Remus was a tall, rugged looking boy with light brown hair and deep grey eyes. He usually looked a little worse for wear, you see, Remus Lupin was a werewolf and each full moon took its toll on the young wizard.

"Not bad. Course, being stuck in a manor without my three best mates to help me prank the place is only relaxing for so long. What about you?"

"We went to visit some distant relatives that I didn't know we had. They were like my third cousins or something... anyway, turns out the whole family have," He paused to make sure the door was closed, "'Furry little problems'."

"Seriously? Wicked," Sirius grinned.

"Well it was nice to have people around who know how hard things get around full moon. To have some company."

They sat in silence for a while. Sirius yawned and said, " Well, mates, I think I'll take a little nap. Wake me when the food trolley comes by, will you?"

"Not me, I'm dead tired," Remus told him, and as if to prove it, he laid down across two of the seats and closed his eyes. Peter stretched and curled up on the seat not taken by Remus.

"I will, Sirius. I'm not tired."

"Thanks, and James?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't let Lily-flower get you down. She'll come round eventually," James just smiled weakly.

While his friend slept, James watched another sleeping form. Lily Evans was curled up in a seat in the compartment across from the his own. Her two best friends were talking animatedly, but she was already sound asleep. She's even adorable when she's sleeping. James thought with a small smile.

"Dear, are you feeling alright?" the kind voice brought James out of his thoughts. "I've been talking to you for five minutes, hun, do you want anything off the trolley?"

"No thank you, but my friend does, just a minute. Oi! Sirius! wake up! Food's here!" he exclaimed, shaking his friend awake.

It's not very long, but there you have it, Chapter one. Please review and tell me what you think! Update to come soon!

Love Always,

Kayla

"The time when you need to do something is when no one else is willing to do it, when people are saying it can't be done."