A/N: Hey guys! This is my second fanfiction and I am really excited to post it. I will try to pot once a week but it will most likely be on the weekends and once school starts I will most likely be posting on Sundays because I will have volleyball everyday of the week. I really hope you guys like the story. I know that there are some characters in the story, like Frank Longbottom and Amos Diggory that should have already graduated because I am writing this in their seventh year but I need them for the story.

Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling. I never will be and if I was, I would not be writing on . I would be publishing this story because I know how some of my fans want it really badly. But, as you can see, I am posting this on so I am, in fact, not J.K. Rowling. :(

"Now, Lily, Remember darling, do not forget to write us, OK?" My father was gripping my shoulders very tightly. We were standing right outside of platform 9 ¾. I looked up at him; there were tears in his eyes.

"Yes, Father, I will not forget." I answered him stepping through the platform and leaving the Muggle world.

When I got to the other side it was like relief had hit me. This summer was the worst summer of my life. My mother had died. That had been a great blow. My father had been depressed for months when I finally made him get out of the house and try to have fun. I know he still misses my mother but he shows it less.

It is my first year at Hogwarts without my mother. I am going into my seventh year so for the past six years I have had her support through all of this. It took my father a little bit to get used to a witch in the house but he finally caught on around fourth year. Now, my sister is a different story. Petunia has never been the happiest about me being a witch. She insisted on not even going onto the platform this year. That is why I am here alone right now.

I take a deep breath and turn around looking at the place. I looked at the giant scarlet red train that will take me to my happy place; the place that was my safe haven for the past six years.

"Hey, Lily." I felt someone slip their hand into mine; their hand was very big, smooth and warm. I turned around and saw the person I just wanted to see.

"Jacob!" I exclaimed and threw my arms around his neck, kissing him on the lips for the first time in months. Jacob Griffin had been my boyfriend for the past ten months. He was a half-blood and was a fellow Gryffindor. Jacob had addressed me first in sixth year saying that he found me fascinating and would love to get to know me, after a few months of spending every waking minute together, Jacob kissed me and I found myself kissing him back.

"How are you doing? Are you ok?" I knew that he was referring to what happened to my mother over the summer, I hadn't told him what happened and he knew not to press me about it because he knew that it was very traumatizing to me.

We started walking in the direction of the train.

"I am doing as well as I can. Are you going to be sitting with Alice, Mary, Marlene and I on the train?" I asked. I knew that he had his own friends from other houses, but he also enjoyed being with Potter and his posse. I didn't mind Remus, he was probably the most decent one there, but I could not stand Potter and Black. Jacob has to put up with all four of them anyways; he shared a dormitory with them, including Frank Longbottom who was Alice's boyfriend.

We climbed aboard the train because I did not see any of my friends on the platform so they must be in a compartment.

"When we get on the train I need to head down to the Prefect carriage for a little bit, do my Head Girl duties and then I will be back." I promised Jacob. I had to let go of his hand and walk behind him because the passageways on the train were a little narrow.

We walked through most of the train when I finally found a compartment that consisted of Alice Prewett, Marlene McKinnon, Mary MacDonald and Frank Longbottom. I slid open the door.

"… it was amazing, I couldn't believe how all the Muggles acted there but I could tell my dad was having a blast, Mum didn't enjoy it so much though, the rides made her a little sick." Alice finished talking and turned to me. "Oh, Lily!"

"Hey, Lily," Everyone chorused together.

"Hey, guys."

"Hey, Jake," Frank called to Jacob; I didn't like it when people called Jacob by his nickname, Jake, but there was nothing I could do about it.

"Guys, I would love to stay and chat but I need to go do my Head Girl duties but I will be back soon. Is it all right if Jacob stays with you guys for a little bit?" I asked pinning my shiny gold badge on the robes, imprinted on the badge was HG. It made me feel giddy just looking at it.

"Yeah, of course." Marlene answered. I turned to Jacob.

"I'll be back soon." I stood on my tip toes and kissed him on the cheek. I was fairly short for my age, a whopping five feet three inches where Jacob was six feet one inch.

I opened the door to the compartment and walked out.

Smack!

Suddenly I was falling to the ground and I put my arms out behind me to break my fall.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Evans." I heard the foulest voice say. I opened my eyes and let them adjust, proving my suspicions.

"Potter." I said with venom. He stuck out his hand to help me up but I pushed it away and got up myself.

"Where are you going in a hurry, Flower?" Sirius called from behind him. I hated the nick name that Sirius had for me but no matter how many times I told him to stop he just wouldn't.

"I have to go to the Prefect meeting," I pointed to my badge. "Head Girl."

"Oh, yeah, James don't you have to go to that?" Peter spoke up.

"Why would Potter have to go?" I asked. The words were slipping out of my mouth.

"I happen to be Head Boy." James pointed to a gold badge that stuck out from his black robes. Engraved on it was HB. I groaned.

"Why isn't Remus Head or something?"

"Don't you think I have already asked Dumbledore that?" He flipped his hair; it looked tamer than last year, at least he wasn't brushing his hand through it.

"He answered saying that he got the right person." Sirius laughed a little.

"Is Remus at least a Prefect?" I looked at Remus' robes and saw that there was a silver badge that was engraved with Prefect. I sighed in relief.

"Do you want to walk down with us, Remus?" James asked.

"Actually, the Prefects go down after the Heads do just so the Heads can converse." Remus said matter-of-factly.

"What's with all the commotion out here?" Jacob came out of the compartment.

"Oh, just talking about Prefects and Heads." Remus answered.

"Oh," Jacob looked at James, a loathing kind of look.

"Don't worry, Griffin; your girlfriend will be taken care of." James turned on his heal and started walking.

"Um, Potter?" He turned around on his heal again.

"Hm?"

"The Prefect carriage in the other way." I giggled a little.

All James did was stick his nose up in the air and started walking the other way with a little "Hmph".

I walked after James.

One thing that I did not like about the placement of the Prefect Carriage was that it was at the same end of the Hogwarts Express that the Slytherins sat in. I always had a habit of looking into the compartments as I walked. We passed a compartment with about two Hufflepuff fifth years in it, then five Slytherin sixth years. Right before we got to the Prefect Carriage I looked into the next compartment and my stomach shot up to my throat and bile rose in my mouth. I had locked eyes with none other than Severus Snape, my ex-best friend. I swallowed the bile and continued walking.

James and I hadn't said a word to each other on the way but once he got into the Prefect Carriage he spoke.

"Ok, I have no idea how to do this… so is it Ok if I just let you talk?" He admitted.

"Yeah, that's fine. I was planning on doing that."

"I was also wondering if it would help if I got all the Prefects to write down if they were going to try out for their House's Quidditch team. I thought that maybe I could look at the list and whoever I think will make the team we can work their patrols around the Quidditch schedule. I also know that the Heads are the ones who plan the Quidditch matches and I will really be able to help with that, also Hogsmeade trips." He nodded as if saying he was done talking. I cleared my throat.

"That, um, would be a lot of help." What happened to the Potter that I knew? The one who was always showing off about his Quidditch skills, the one who was always trying to make his hair look like he just got off of a broom, the Potter who was always asking me out. We were alone, why wasn't he taking his chance? "Wait, how will you know if they will make it on the team?"

"Well, I was also awarded with Gryffindor Quidditch Captain and I will mostly base it off of the people who were on the team last year." He pulled a plain piece of parchment out of his pocket and a special quill that you did not have to dip in ink. He placed it on the table that was surrounded by seats for the Prefects.

The door opened and Remus walked in, then Alice and then Amos Diggory. James and I waited by the front of the large compartment for the Prefects to finish filing in.

Once everyone was here I stood up.

"Hello, everyone. I am your Head Girl Lily Evans and this is your Head Boy James Potter." I gestured to James. Everyone in the room started chattering.

"Why is he Head Boy?"

"Is Dumbledore out of his mind?"

"I bet that Lily made Dumbledore choose him."

"Don't be foolish, Dumbledore would have to be the one asking Lily if James could be Head Boy; Lily thinks Potter is a git."

"Guys, I need to finish talking." I tried to shout over everyone. I looked at James next to me. He put his hand on my shoulder as if saying, "I got it."

"Listen up!" James' voice boomed over the crowd and everyone quieted down.

"Thank you, Po-James. Now, as I was saying. For all of you new Prefects there a couple ground rules that you have to follow. First, you must show up to your patrols unless you have a detention or you have talked to James and I other wise. While you are on patrol," I raised my voice a little. "you can give detentions to anyone but you can only take points away from people that is in your house. You will be patrolling any night of the week, Monday through Friday, from nine to eleven. The nights that you will be patrolling will be consistent so James and I will make sure that the morning after you patrol you have free period first, so you can get some rest. One last thing, if you are planning on trying out for Quidditch, before you leave can you please put your name, House and number year you are in, just so we can plan your patrolling around it. Well, off off!"

At that, everyone piled out of the large compartment but not before most of them put their name down on the Quidditch sheet.

Once everyone was gone James took the sheet.

"I bet you want to go back you your boyfriend now." He said while looking down at the paper.

"No, its ok; he can handle being without me for thirty more minutes." James looked up at me over the paper.

"I thought you really liked him?"

"Yeah, yeah I do. But, over the summer we never saw each other and I was thinking a lot…" I drifted off. "You probably don't want to hear this."

"No, its fine, Evans, I can probably help you if you are having trouble with the relationship." He moved and sat down next to me now.

"Well, I don't know… he seems a little… distant sense the end of term and…" I didn't know why I was confiding him with all the things that were troubling me with Jacob but I felt safe that none of these things would be told to anyone. "He seems like he has feelings for his old girlfriend, Jocelyn Joyce from Hufflepuff, and she seems like she wants him back. She's the type of girl that will do anything, even if it means hurting anyone in her path, to get him back."

"It doesn't seem like that is the only thing on your mind." He started putting checks next to names on the Quidditch paper.

"Well… not really. I guess… I don't really care if he goes back to his old girlfriend." He quickly looked up at me in astonishment, and then he smiled.

"Ah," He said putting down the quill. "That's the jackpot." I smiled a little. "Well, what are you going to do about it?"

"What do you think I should do about it?"

"I think that if you are unhappy in the relationship then you should break it off."

"You really think so?" I thought about it in my head. Breaking up with Jacob? I don't know; we had a fantastic relationship and I am probably just getting paranoid.

"Yeah, I mean, I would." He shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing and looked down at the paper.

"James?"

"Hm?" He said without looking up.

"Have you ever been in love?"

The question took him by surprise; I could see his eyes move up to me without moving his head. Then after thinking for a little bit, his head followed his eyes.

"I'm in love right now and I know that for a fact." He nodded his head as if agreeing with himself.

James? In love? It couldn't be possible. He was the type of guy that always went out with girls just to shag them or snog them a couple times and then he would dump their sorry little asses without even telling them why.

"With who?"

"Well, Lily, that is a secret and if I were to tell you I would have to kill you." He winked at me.

"Why are you being so nice?" I asked after a couple minutes. He had given up on putting the checks next to people's names and was now doodling on the side of the paper.

"What do you mean?" He asked without looking up. I looked out the window and watched as the mountains went by.

"Well, you are not being your usual self; you aren't being cocky about Quidditch, you aren't pushing your hair back like you used to, you aren't asking me out all the time and your wand is in your pant leg by your shoe, it isn't in your hand at the ready like it usually is in case you want to hex someone for fun."

"Well, I realized over the summer that doing that stuff was not helping me get farther in life at Hogwarts. I want to settle down with a real girlfriend because this is my last year at Hogwarts and I want to go into the world with someone by my side, the person in particular I will not say. I am giving up my foolish games because I realized that the girl I am in love with does not like that type of stuff, that's all." He looked at his watch when he finished talking. "I think we can go back to our compartments."

I nodded and we got up. I was too astonished from what James had just said to talk but I grabbed his arm as he was about to leave. I didn't know what I was going to say but I needed to say something.

"By the way," I cleared my throat. "I like it how you are now, maybe we can be friends." I let go of his arm and I swear that I saw a smirk on his face as he turned around.