AN: Hello, everyone. This is my first fanfic and I sincerely hope that you enjoy it. Please Review!

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Chapter 1: How to Frustrate a Flower

Lily Evans sighed. She hated very few things in life. One thing that she hated was ham. Another was James Potter.

He was egotistical, arrogant, and smug. There were few things she hated in life more than smugness. He was also oddly attractive to her, and this frustrated her to no end. Especially with all of her friends mocking her about it every day of her life.

It wasn't that she could not go out with him- he was no where near unattainable for her. On the contrary, she could ask him any day, any time, and he would jump with joy at the chance to finally pin "Lily Evans" in his book of conquests.

But that was just it. Lily was not interested in a fling. She only ever got involved with serious people who would promise her that it would be a serious relationship. James had "dated" almost every vaguely attractive girl in Hogwarts- save the Slytherins, Lily, or any one of her friends.

Back to the sighing Lily. She was sighing because it was time to go back to Hogwarts. Usually going back excited her to no end, but today, she wasn't half as happy. This year would mean her last ride to Hogwarts on the red Hogwarts Express, her last beginning of the year feast, her last Quidditch match, and her last time seeing the place that she had called home for the last 6 years.

Irena elbowed Lily lightly in the side, making her jump and look over with a sharp, "What was that for?"

Ena raised her eyebrows. "No reason. No reason at all. You told me to remind you to go to the Prefects meeting, but I can see that the Head Girl would rather stare out the window into the beautiful September gloom." Ena shook her brown tresses out of her face.

Lily sighed again, "I'm sorry, Ena, it's just that it is a bit depressing, isn't it? I mean, this is the beginning of our last year at Hogwarts. Next year is going to be so- odd. No more odd speeches from Dumbledore, lunches by the lake, yelling at the Marauders-other than Remus that is. I have no clue why he hangs out with those idiotic-"

"Lily! The meeting!" Ena growled at her rambling friend. Her hair had fallen back in her face. Fed up, she pulled a hair tie off of her wrist and tied it up in the usual sloppy bun.

"Oh, yes."

"I'm going to go find Madison and Elizabeth. Being in a compartment alone gives me the chills. And since, some creepy Slytherin would probably end up jumping me," Ena shuddered at the thought.

Lily rolled her eyes at her over- imaginative and social friend before wandering out of the compartment towards the Prefects car at the front.

I wonder who made Head Boy, Lily wondered silently as she edged her way around the food trolley, banging her hip into the side. She gulped in air, bit her lip, and kept on going. After letting out the breath, she kept going, and pressed her hand to her hip. Probably Remus. I don't know who else Dumbledore would give it to.

She walked into the compartment and stopped dead. Her hand fell away from her side. She really did not feel the pain anymore. All of the feeling that she could possibly have in her body rushed to her head in her complete and total shock.

No. Way.

"Hello, my dearest Lily Flower. I was just about to start without you."

"Potter?" Lily gasped. Her mouth hung open and her green eyes were wide in disbelief.

"Oh, now, don't look at me like that," James smirked. His hazel eyes glittered mischievously at the utter horror on his Lily's face.

"I'll look at you however I like, Potter," Lily said, finally regaining her cool. "Now, give that back to Remus," she pointed at the Head Boy badge, "or whoever you stole it from and maybe I won't give you more than a week's detention. Although that's a big maybe."

"Well, I think that would be a bit daft, don't you? Giving some bloke this nice, shiny badge. Especially seeing as I am Head Boy, and all. I think Remus would get into a bit of trouble."

The prefects all snickered. Everyone in the school had seen Lily and James quarrel at one point or another. They had become like legends of sorts. It was actually quite amusing. James loved to make Lily mad, and Lily always took the bait.

"Why would -bu- you can't be- I mean, it's you! - and- oh, God. This year is going to be a nightmare," Lily groaned into her hands.

"Ah, Lily, you know that you love me," James grinned smugly. "I, at least know that. You're just too proud to admit it. Someday you'll see and I'll be right, as always, my dear, wonderful, beautiful, funny, hot-tempered-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Potter or you will sorely regret it," Lily snarled. James opened his mouth to respond, but Lily beat him to it. "Alright, everyone, without further ado, I would like to welcome you all to the new school year. We need to figure out the schedules before we leave this compartment today."

Groans filled the air in the compartment as the prefects realized what having perfectionist Lily Evans as their Head Girl would mean for them the rest of the year- hard work and long meetings, making sure that everything was perfect, no matter how long it took them. And this, the first meeting of the year, seemed like it might go on for hours.

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