Hey, there. I'm sick today, and I think that when I'm sick, I get all the inspiration to write. Anyways, this is a little story that if I get a good response, I'll continue with. For all my readers earlier on, who read 'Just Friends' and what not, I'm sorry that I deleted that. All my ideas were dry. I'm so sorry! I really don't care for Sirius/OC anymore. I'm more of a James/Lily kindof person. Well anyways, here's the first chapter.

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Lily's POV

Diagon Ally has to be one of the most interesting places I've ever been. Small children running around for books and cauldrons a week before school, Ministry workers stern, and serious as they run into people, but best of all, you rarely ever see someone you know, unless you plan to meet up there. Unfortunently, I don't have to plan for the worse. It just happens.

"Lily? Is that really you?" I was in a deserted shop, ordering a small coffee, when someone started to poke me on the shoulder. I wanted to turn around and yell, "Yes it's me, and stop poking my shoulder. It's bruised!" But see, most people wouldn't understand why it's bruised, and why I would yell at them for poking it.

So, instead I grabbed the hand, and turned around with a barbie small. One that is fake, but they wouldn't be able to tell even if they wanted to.

"Yes. Hello," I looked the person in front of me over. Long shaggy hair, tall, gray eyes...I knew him from somewhere...But where? School? Yes, definatly Hogwarts.

"Hello, dear Lily-Pad! I suspect you don't remember me?" He sounded like he actually expected me not to remember him! Such low expectations...

"No, I do Mr..." I wanted to kick myself. This was stupid. I really should just ask him who he was.

"Sirius. Black. Sirius Black. Now say it together for me." I smiled again.

"Hello, Sirius Black. Fancy seeing you here." I turned around, and took my coffee.

"Hello, Lily Evans. How long has it been?" He asked thinking. "Ah, far too long!" He said, answering his own question. He was coming back to me now. Best mates with James Potter, Remus Lupin, and what was the other one? Peter...Peter Pettigrew! The Marauders they called themselves. Sirius was always referring to himself in third person, and always answered questions he had just asked.

"Not long enough." I mumbled. "So, how is everything?"

"Everything is amazing. Living in a small pad with Prongs. Ah, I mean James. You do remember him?" How could I forget him? Asking me out everyday fourth through sixth year. Then, becoming head boy in our seventh year. Haven't seen him since, but I sure did remember him.

"I'm sorry, but James? Who?" Sirius looked taken back.

"James Potter? My best mate? Asked you out almost everyday?" Sirius stopped, and grinned. "You're just playing stupid! Aha! You can't pull anything over Sirius' own eyes!"

"Yeah, I remember him. How is he?" I took at small sip at my coffee.

"Tired all the time. He is an Auror now, and works all the time. Never complains though. He's single. Complains about that." He then winked at me.

"What?" I asked, confused at what the wink meant.

"Oh, nothing, small, innocent, Lily-Pad." He draped his arms around my shoulders, and walked me out the door. "He should be out here buying a new robe. Care to join Sirius in finding the famous James?"

"Actually," I crawled out of his arms, "I think I should go. Abby will be wondering where I am. It's getting late, isn't it?" I looked down at my watch, and saw that it was seven o'clock.

"I actually have a party to get to as well, so I must be going. I'll see you around, Miss. Evans! I will tell James you said hello!" He pulled me into a hug. I faught every urge to slap him. We were never close. Ever.

"Alright, but make sure you also tell him that it was really only you who said it." I smiled, and turned to walk home.

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Later

Still Lily's POV

"Abby? You home?" I pulled the key out of the door, and shouted into the hall.

"Yeah, in my room. I'll be out in a minute!" She shouted from her room. I put my keys and purse on the table by the door, and took my coat off, onto the coat rack. I then shuffled into the den. It was still raining, so I started a small fire.

"Hey, Lils. Go put something pretty on." Abby walked into the den wearing a short deep blue dress, that matched her eyes perfectly. Her black hair was curled to perfection, probably by magic.

"Why? You going on a date that you can't handle alone?" Abby could never handle anything on her own. We always joked that I didn't allow any help, and she couldn't get enough.

"Ha, ha. Very funny. But no. A party with all the aurors. It was supposed to be at Alice's, but she had a fire, and I offered to have to party over here. Alright? So go change!" And I was so ready to make tea, and watch reruns of The Price is Right. Damn Abby and her parties.

"Alright, but just for you, I'm going to look so ugly that no one will want to even enjoy the party. Instead, they'll leave, and I will be able to watch The Price Is Right!" Abby laughed.

"That show sucks, hon. But alright, go ahead. No one's stopping you, except for all those cute guys." I laughed at her and I started to my room.

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Super short, I know. But I have some ideas for the next chapter that you all might like. Please review with some critism to help me out. I really am not sure about The Price is Right, but I went on google and typed in 'popular 60s TV shows' and that was on the top. I wasn't alive when Lily was, so sorry if I got that wrong. But anyways, thanks for reading!

Oh, and the random outburst about her shoulder has some importance. It wasn't just random.