A/N: a little maurderers-day type fic. It's kind of lusty and passionate, no slash in this one. (I find slash can ruin the actual HP for me, so I don't write it! lol) Please R&R, any helpful comments are appreciated! (I know it may be tempting but the "you suck" comments don't help ;))

Chapter One

            Lily Evans' long straight brown hair swayed across her shoulders in the gentle fall breeze as she stood outside in the courtyard of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. She looked down at her dainty hands, that were placed gently on her lap as she leaned against one of the concrete pillars. She studied her black high heeled boot, and noticed that her right knee high sock was lower then the left. She bent over and quickly adjusted them accordingly. She stood up straight and examined herself in the discoloured window of an empty classroom and made sure her kilt was even. It was only the first week of school and fourth year was brutally hard. With that thought, she realized she should probably start in on her assignments.

            Lily glided swiftly down the halls and up the large marble staircase leading to the Gryffindor common room. In her first year, Lily had made friends with Felicity Finnigen and been sorted into Gryffindor House. Three years ago, she had first laid eyes on the cutest, most troublesome boy in Hogwarts, James Potter. She had had a crush on James ever since she first saw him at the breakfast table, and thought about him all summer. She had been so anxious to see him, but every time she got near him her heart would race faster and faster, and her palms would get sweaty. It was a terrible reaction she had to him, and she had hoped things would be different.

                In Lily's absent-minded thoughts, she had actually bumped into someone lightly. Taken by surprise however, she nearly fell over.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry," an older boy with messy jet black hair and round rimmed glasses looked her face to face. Lily's heart almost stopped, because there holding her arm was James. "Are you alright?" he inquired, looking deeply concerned for her.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." She said, not really sure what words were tumbling out of her mouth. The corner of James' mouth titled up, creating a cute, smug looking half-grin. Lily steadied herself and slowly, gently pulled her arm out of his grasp.

"Sorry about that. I didn't see you the—" but James was cut off by another older boy rushing to his side.

"James! We've got to run, Severus caught Remus in the act of Operation Dung—" but he stopped when he noticed Lily's curious face in front of him. He looked from James, to Lily, and back to James. "James, this is no time for flirting." He teased, making James bow his head in embarrassment. Lily too looked away, praying her cheeks weren't as red and burning as they felt.

"I'm Sirius," the other boy said, outstretching his hand for Lily to shake. She shook his hand and put on a faint smile in recognition.

"Lily Evans" she introduced herself. At the sound of her voice, James looked up at her again. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment before Sirius interrupted.

"This is James. We're best mates," Sirius explained. Lily looked down and forced herself to stare at the Gryffindor crest on his robes. Suddenly sounds of running footsteps came along the corridor.

"Sirius, James, hurry up Severus caught me!" Lily guessed that the boy was Remus.

"C'mon James," Sirius said, nudging him as he and Remus jogged off to safety.

"Bye!" Lily said hastily, and a little over exaggerated. James nodded in farewell, and ran off after his friends.

"Idiot," Lily said to herself. I'm so stupid! She cringed. She continued her way down the corridor, but was stopped by a very superior looking Slytherin boy. His white-blonde hair was slicked back onto his head, and his robes were immaculately clean and tailor made.

"Have you seen Potter?" he demanded, standing so that he was blocking any way for Lily to pass. Lily was taken aback, and took a step backwards.

"N-n-no." she blurted out. She didn't even know who this rich snob was, why should she tell him anything?

"He just came this way," the corners of his lips curled into a malicious sneer, knowing that he was right. Lily thought quickly, and knew what to do.

"Actually, I think I did. Here let me show you," she said and lead him in the direction of where Lily and James had stood. As they got to the stairs, Lily stopped and pointed down the staircase. "They were running pretty fast, you might be able to catch them if you hurry." She lied blatantly, but with a look of pure innocence on her face. Neither the Slytherin nor Lily knew that James, Sirius and Remus were hiding behind a pillar further along the corridor.

"Good," the Slytherin boy said. He started off down the stairs, but Lily stopped him quickly.

"Just incase I see him later, should I tell him you're looking for him?" she asked.

"If I catch him now, you won't need to, will you?" he said viciously. He then softened his tone to be very sing-song, and said slowly, "But if you do see him later with no obvious wounds, let him now Lucius Malfoy was looking for him. We have to have a little chat." And with that, Malfoy was gone.

Lily watched the back of his shining blonde head descend down the long staircase. Lily glared at him until he was gone completely. She smiled at herself, feeling somewhat proud for her efforts, and went off to find Felicity. If only James had seen, she sighed.

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