Disclaimer: If I was J.K Rowling, I would be creating fantastic characters of my own and not asking for reviews. Therefore, only the plot belongs to me and the characters are just being borrowed to have a little fun with :)

Annoyingly Persistent

A series of short incidents between James Potter and Lily Evans told from her Point of View.

The First Time

It was strange when Potter started gaining interest in me. We'd been sort of friendly, both of us being in Gryffindor and Fifth Year but I'd never really been interested in him and he hadn't particularly sparked up more than a polite conversation with me before. I had a huge crush on Benjy Fenwick in Sixth Year but nothing had really happened between us- Oh how, I wish! Sev was always telling me how much he hated Potter but I chose not to participate in his incessant bitching. I was supportive and I wasn't pleased when Potter and Black picked on him but it was what boys did. Gryffindor boys always hated Slytherin boys and vice versa. Who was I to mess with the grand scheme of things? There are plenty of Slytherins who I despise, but Sev is my best friend. I've known Sev almost my whole life, how could be possibly be harmful?

I love Charms. I really do, it's quite possibly the easiest subject to get by in. Not to mention it's really fun! Today we're doing the Colour Changing Charm. I know I'll do fine, I got a letter from the Ministry for turning Tunie's hair blonde. Personally, I don't know why she was so upset…blonde suits her so much more than that mousy brown she has. I'm really looking forward to Halloween, it's in just over a week! The Feast is one of my favourite events at Hogwarts. I can't wait to have some of those peppermint eyeballs! I licked my lips, thinking about this as Professor Flitwick addressed me.

"Miss Evans, snap out of those day dreams and perform the Colour Charm on Mr.Black's robes if you please," he said politely. I enjoy Flitwick. He's quite adorable perched on his stack of books.

"Yes Professor" I replied standing and walking to the front. Of course Black had offered to be the guinea pig. The boy loves attention, and people are completely content on giving it to him. I smiled at him and he smirked lazily back. I fought to roll my eyes. He's as conceited as Potter. Waving my wand, I spoke the incantation and his robes turned a vibrant, hot pink. The class laughed as I turned my wand over in my hands. I grinned and he looked amused.

"Nice one Evans" he muttered as he looked down at my choice of colour.

"Thought it suited you a bit better," I replied making the class chortle and Flitwick beam.

"Well done! Take five points for Gryffindor!" he announced clapping his tiny hands. I curtsied playfully and went back to my seat where Dorcas was beaming at me. It was then when I felt eyes on the back of my head. Feeling uncomfortable I looked over my shoulder seeing Potter watching me with sparkling hazel eyes. He ruffled his mop of raven hair and smirked at me. I smiled politely back and turned back to talk to Dorcas.

I was chatting away about something or the other when James approached me that night in the common room. He had an air of arrogance as he plopped down on the couch opposite me. I smiled vaguely and continued talking to Marlene.

"Evans" he said interrupting my conversation.

Irritated, I turned to him with an expectant look. "Yes Potter?"

"I like what you did in Charms today, that took guts" he said, leaning back against the chair. I think I heard Mary gasp. He is rather good-looking, but I was annoyed he'd interrupted a perfectly interesting conversation to say something so pointless. And what was this about guts?

"Guts?" I asked, eyebrow raised.

He looked surprised that I wasn't thrilled that he was talking to me.

"Yeah, well not many people often make a Marauder look silly and get away with it" he explained, leaning forward giving me a charming smile. I didn't really think it was all that charming though, in fact I was downright pissed off.

"That's a bit conceited isn't it?" I replied. It's not as if they're Merlin's gift to Hogwarts!

"I suppose so, but anyway what do you say…you and me at Hogsmeade next weekend?"

The nerve. Why couldn't he just ask me politely?

"I suppose we'll both be there," I said, playing dumb.

He looked surprised again and said, "Well no, I mean together". I was pleased to see he had started to look nervous.

"No, I'd rather not, thank you" I replied nonchalantly. Arrogant, bullying boys are certainly not my type.

His mouth dropped open and he looked like a goldfish. I chuckled and said,

"You really ought to close your mouth Potter, unless you're looking to catch flies" I commented.

He looked stunned, like he wasn't able to speak. So instead he just got up, ruffled that silly mass of hair in puzzlement and walked back to his waiting friends.

I laughed loudly and the girls joined in.

I suppose rejecting him was the worst idea I've ever had because it was from this day on that Potter absolutely refused to leave me alone. Bugger.

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