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Authors Note: Hey everyone. Well, this is my first fanfiction. Please excuse the length of the first chapter, I had to set a few things up, therefore it's not as long as I wish it was. Towards the end it may seem like I'm rushing into Lily/James relationship but the next chapter will explain Lily's actions. This is my fanfiction, note the word fiction, so if you have a problem with the plot/characters/ spelling/ punctuation...whatever...don't waste your time bitching about it in a review. If you don't like the story, then leave. Don't read it all and then send me a review telling me how much you hated it. It doesn't make any sense. Anyway, here it goes...

Rating: PG-13 for strong language and adult situations.

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The rain fell around her, sending her to a state of happiness and bliss. The two feelings came very rarely for the young girl. All she had tasted recently were the bitterness of sorrow and pain. She felt lonely, isolated from the rest of the world. Life for her had once been normal but over the past year, everything had taken a turn for the worst. Lily Evans didn't know what it was like to have a happy life anymore. She was more than sure that her life would always consist of negative feelings. Might as well get use to it now, she told herself.

Exactly a year ago, Lily Evans had lost her parents. They had been attacked by a group of Death Eaters and Petunia, Lily's sister, blamed the whole incident on Lily and her "freaky ways". This did not help Lily's pain at all. If anything, she felt as if more of the world had been pushed on to her. As if everybody saw things the way Petunia did. Lily had only one choice, turn to her boyfriend and friends for help.

Shortly after the death, maybe a month or so, Lily found out her boyfriend, James Potter, had been cheating on her for over 2 months. She didn't know who at the time but she knew the rumors were true when Lily had confronted him about it. When she finally decided to end it, he begged and groveled at her feet for forgiveness but she went on. After about 2 months, Lily discovered that Tiffany Arnolds, Lily's closest friend, had been James's secret lover and still was at the current time. They had a long and tough row about it and in the end, Lily walked away from that just as she had done with James.

In the course of the past couple of months, Lily had watched many muggle-born families and muggles oblivious to the magical world become party of another world and became non-existent in the world of the living. Hatred had been spreading quickly and the rise of the dark side had been coming for quite a long time but was somehow overlooked by the ministry. The arrival of Lord Voldemort had crushed the wizarding world and set them back greatly. Chaos and terror spread and it wasn't even safe for Lily to be alone in the Quidditch Pitch during a hard storm, but there she was...alone.

She was unaware of her very small but significant audience as she spread her arms in the air and tilted her head back, water seeping through her small black sweater. She knew she would catch a cold in her belly-baring shirt and low-rise jeans but this wasn't something she cared about. She didn't wish to change and she didn't wish to attend classes tomorrow. The weekend had been perfect. She spent her mornings sleeping, afternoons working, and evenings and nights out in the rain. As Lily began to dance, she splashed mud up on her jeans but did not stop. For once in quite a while, she began to laugh for no reason. To the on-looker, her actions made her seem almost insane but he watched as she spun around and began to laugh. This brought a smile to his lips as he remembered her laugh, her sparkle in her eyes, her loving personality but she no longer had anymore of those traits. He couldn't help but feel guilty. He had helped to destroy the beautiful young woman but hope was no yet loss he realized as her long auburn hair swung about in the air, flinging water all over the place. Not like it matted much. The ground was covered in puddles due to the excessive amount of rain that had arrived this weekend.

Lily became quite aware that someone was watching her and she knew who. He had been watching her for weeks. He sat behind her in classes and she felt his eyes burn a hole in the back of her head. He sat on the opposite side of the bench and down a bit so he could watch her without being so obvious about it. She smiled to herself as she began to swing her hair about, knowing the effect she was having. He was remembering and so was she. She remembered the good times and forgot the bad times. The happiness inside of her poured out as if it hadn't seen light in years. She felt free and she felt calm, only to come to a disappointment as she realized tomorrow it was back to her old morbid self.

Despite the depressing thought, Lily decided she wanted to see her watcher's mouth water and she pulled her sweater off, baring a spaghetti-strap black tank-top that showed off about the same amount of skin as her sweater with the exception of her arms and more of her back. Water dripped down her neck and she suppressed a shiver. Yes, she thought, she certainly was going to get sick but she wanted to see him squirm. She continued to dance, watching him from his seat in the stands. He was rubbing his temples but staring intently, watching her every move. He wanted her, but he couldn't have her.

That's how he knew things must be for a little while longer. He would try and be her friend. She needed someone and he would creep back into her skin as she would become close to him again. She would remember the happy times and he would pull her out of her depression. He would let the old Lily live again and bury this darker-sadder side of her he never wished to see again. This was his plan anyway, and he had no idea how much work it would need but he was prepared. He was willing to do anything to at least kill this side of Lily.

Lily began to remember already. Just having him around again had been lifting her dark feelings. Memories of happy times flooded her soul and she couldn't help but feel great again. Her lips tingled at the memory of their warm kisses being shared. An even wider grin played on her lips as she remembered what had happened last summer

Lily was staying with James at his flat for a while after her parents death and she had never felt so happy as she woke with James's arms wrapped around her, her head resting on his chest. She had felt a sense of peace for the first time in a while. The following week was when she ended it.

James watched as she stopped spinning and staggered for a moment, before she slipped and fell to the ground. Her laughter rang in his ears. She laid there for a second as her laughter died and James made up his mind. He was going to go talk to her. He was going to seize the rare opportunity of talking to her when she's in a great mood.

Lily watched as he made his way carefully across the fields. His black hair dripped water and she had to hide her smile. His shirt was soaked through and despite the fact that it was nearing the end of June, the cold water and cold air chilled them both. He stood next to her body and smiled weekly. She kept a stern face but nodded to show she had noticed his presence. He groaned inwardly. He would have to make the first move.

"Hey Lily," he greeted her.

"James," was the only reply he got.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Enjoying the rain. I could be asking you the same question."

"I was passing by and I saw you out here." he said lamely.

"Passing by the in the pouring rain?" Lily asked as if she didn't know he had been watching her.

"Whatever." James said with a simple shrug.

"Tell me, James, do you like that shirt?" Lily asked, knowing that he was wearing a very expensive, designer-brand t-shirt.

"I guess." James said, shrugging again. Lily smiled innocently.

"What a shame." she said. James opened his mouth to state how confused he was when his feet we kicked out from under him and he landed on the muddy ground next to a hysterical Lily Evans.

"Lily! This is a very expensive shirt." James complained.

"Shouldn't have worn it in the rain." Lily said smugly. James scooped up some mud and threw it right at her. Her stomach and top of her jeans were now covered with mud.

"Now you've done it boy." Lily said, kneeling into the mud and proceeded to rub mud all over the front of his shirt. She lost all sense of self control as she felt his muscles through the thin layer of his shirt.

James was in heaven as Lily's muddy hands ran all over his chest. He grabbed more mud and pinned her to the ground while proceeding to rub mud over her stomach and her hips, careful not to get too close to any sensitive areas.

"James!" Lily squealed, trying hard to get out of his grasp. She began to laugh as his hands roamed over a ticklish spot. His hands were all over and it felt so good. What happened today stayed in today. Tomorrow things would go back to normal. She would push him away again. Just let me have my time, she told herself.

Lily managed to get James off of her as she rubbed mud into his hair ("LILY! MY HAIR IS OFF LIMITS!" he shouted as he jumped off her.) The mud war continued on for quite a while until every part of them was covered in mud. Lily let out a sigh as she leaned back on the ground.

Tomorrow, she kept telling herself. Enjoy today because tomorrow it all goes back to normal. Only two more weeks to last through and then its summer vacation.

The voice in her head continued on and on but it slowly faded away.

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