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You seem to have stumbled across my Fan Fiction, Almost. I hope you like it, there's a summary down below. It will go from 1st to 7th year…and by that I mean there are 2 chapters in first year, and the rest is 7th year. Please…if you read, review! I really want to hear what you think!

Disclaimer: I do not own any character you recognize from the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling, nor do I own any items or places that you may recognize from the HP series. J.K. Rowling owns them, and she has made loads of money off of them. I'm just borrowing.

So we all know the basic story line: Boy meets Girl, Boy likes Girl, Girl Hates Boy, Boy wins Girl over, and Girl falls in Love with Boy.

We also know what came of their love: Harry Potter, only the most famous wizard after Dumbledore and Merlin.

Everyone knows their names, but no one knows their story. Well, here it is. Almost: a Lily/James Romance.

First Post!

First Year, Day One

The First One

A young redhead with stunningly green eyes tearfully hugged her father goodbye in the middle of Kings Cross Station. Well, it wasn't exactly the middle of the station; it was in front of that stone barrier between platforms 9 and 10. You all know the one.

The girl finished hugging her father and whispered, "Goodbye," as she gave him one last kiss on the cheek.

Her father gave her one last squeeze and said, "Goodbye, Princess. Have fun".

She turned to her grinning mother and gave her a kiss and a high five. Her mother said, "Bye pumpkin. You're going to have the best time. Just don't forget to write to us old fogies back home."

The young girl turned to the last person standing relatively near the scene. "Bye Petty. I'll see you…" She trailed off as her sister stomped away and plopped down on a nearby bench. The girl turned to her parents, sighing.

"Don't worry about Petty, Lily hon. You know how she gets." Her father said consolingly.

"I know, but Daddy, I'm not gonna see her for like 3 months! Why can't she even say goodbye civilly?" Lily complained, looking at Petunia's slouched form.

"Lily pumpkin, don't worry about her, she'll get over herself eventually. She's just jealous. Concentrate on your school, and the train ride. You'll meet plenty of new friends. Don't get in trouble!" Lily's mother admonished. Lily smirked; she had a knack for getting into trouble. She also knew she would have no trouble finding friends; it was just how she was. Looking at the eleven year old, you could clearly see self-confidence gleaming off her bright face. With her sweet, yet suspiciously innocent, smile, clear green eyes with full lashes, vibrant red hair and a cute sprinkling of freckles, Lily was going to be a beauty when she grew out of her gangly limbs and filled out a bit.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah mum, I know. Oh, geez, it's 10 of eleven! I have to go through to the train!" She gave her mother and father one last kiss each, shot one last glare Petunia's way, then grabbed her trolley and made a semi casual walk/mad dash for the barrier. She shut her eyes, bracing herself for the impact….

BAM!

Lily jerked her eyes open, and gasped, for two reasons. First because she had made it through and there was a ginormous red engine in front of her, and second because there was a boy with black hair and glasses groaning on the ground in front of her trolley. After getting over the shock of the materialization of the Hogwarts Express, she ran around the front of her trolley and bent down next to the boy who was still groaning quite dramatically.

"I am so sorry!" Lily exclaimed. She cautiously reached out a hand to touch the boy, since he still had his eyes closed. She nearly screamed when his eyes popped open at her touch and he shot into a sitting position.

"What's your problem? Who goes around knocking into other people with their trolleys!" The boy demanded. He shook off Lily's hand and stood up, slightly rubbing his butt. He had hit it rather hard. He looked around for his stuff, and found his trolley with all of his luggage still intact standing next to him. He decided he had taken the brunt of that darn girl's hit. He wasn't paying any more attention to the girl, since he thought he had gotten the last word as per usual, but she was still next to him, silently fuming, though not for long.

Lily's temper was rising rapidly, as is prone to happen to redheads. "How can you say that? It's not MY fault that you were stupid enough to stand in front of the barrier! Your supposed to move you know. It's your own fault, don't yell at me," she shouted. Her hair was glittering with static, and her eyes were narrowing. Stupid boys, with their stupid mouths, and stupid ideas and stupid cooties! Lily's mind was overrun with fury. The boy turned to her in surprise.

"Don't yell at me! You…you…stupid girl!" The boy was flushed now too, not only was he knocked over, but he had also been yelled at. By a girl. And he had no comeback. But the worst part was she was right, and he knew it. It had been his fault.

On Lily's part, her mouth dropped open in shock. Her? A stupid girl? She was going to show him. "What's your name?" she asked, still shouting.

"James Potter, what's yours?" James shouted right back, abashed and confused. Why would she want to know his name?

"Well, James, you look out. Cuz I'm not a stupid girl, and I'll prove it too!" A thoroughly upset Lily turned on her heel and marched towards the train, leaving a floored James behind her. When she abruptly turned back around because she had forgotten her trunk in her anger, that boy was grinning like a fool.

"Oh, and my name is Lily…Lily Evans. Don't forget it." She grabbed her trunk and stalked off as regally as she could manage while lugging a heavy trunk behind her.

After she managed to heave her heavy trunk into her chosen compartment, she looked out the window by her seat. She saw families hugging, kids her age and older running around on the platform, and even a boy and a girl…kissing. Gross. She was interrupted in her observations by a knock on the door. She turned towards the door to the compartment and beckoned the girl in.

"Hey mind if I sit here? You looked like a first year too, and every where else is full." The girl asked as she shrugged her shoulders. Her long brown hair swung as she did so, and Lily could have sworn she saw some red in it.

"Of course not, have a seat. Yea, I'm a first year. Lily Evans, nice to meet you." Lily stuck out her hand, very formally for an eleven year old. The girl laughed out loud and grabbed Lily's hand.

"Are you always so formal?" The girl giggled, "My name's Samantha Zamora. Oh, I'm so glad I met someone, I was nervous. Of course I'm more nervous about the Sorting and stuff. Ooooh I really want to be a Gryffindor. What house do you want to be in Lily?"

Lily looked at Samantha curiously, "House? Um, I haven't heard about any houses."

"Ooooh, are you a muggleborn?" When Lily nodded, Samantha went on excitedly, "You mean you had a felly vision? And a…umm...Telerpone?" She stared at Lily. When she heard Samantha's ridiculously mixed-up names for a television and a telephone, she burst out laughing.

"It's a…haha...TELE vision, and a…hahaha…tele-hahahaha, telephone! And yes, I– hahaha…had them. I'll show you sometime Samantha. Now what about those houses?" Lily could barely restrain herself. Samantha's mouth was wide open with her lower jaw on the floor. Samantha shook her head and laughed at herself.

"Oh yea, the houses! Well there's Gryffindor, obviously, and those are all the really brave and cool kids. Then there's Ravenclaw, which I guess would be my second choice, that's where all the really smart kids go. Then Hufflepuff, which I guess would be better than Slytherin. Hufflepuff is really shy kids, and they're supposedly hard working and loyal, but they're really, really bad at Quidditch. That's what my brother said; he's in Gryffindor, 6th year. He's a chaser. Then there's Slytherin, which is all the bad sneaky kids," Samantha said this all in one huge breath, "Oh, and call me Sammy. Only my parents call me Samantha." Now it was Lily's turn for her jaw to drop.

"How do you know all of this?" She asked in wonder.

"I'm what they call a pureblood. I grew up with magic, both of my parents are wizards…Not that I see my dad very much. I have 5 brothers…it's crazy at my house. There's Casey, who's married, then Ben, who's a 7th year Gryffindor, then Jake, who's the 6th year I told you about, then there's Will, he's a 3rd year this year and then there's little Adam, who's 9. I have two half- sisters too, but they're both Squibs. All my family was in Gryffindor, that's why I want to be in it." Sammy explained. Lily looked even more shocked at this. Five brothers? She only had one sister, and Lily didn't even like Petunia. Sammy sounded like she loved her family so much; it made Lily a little jealous.

"Oh," Lily said, "I only have one sister. She's two years older than me, and I don't like her very much." Lily laughed at that, what an understatement. In the middle of their conversation about Quidditch, where Sammy was telling an enthralled Lily about her favorite sport, a girl rushed into the compartment with sunglasses askew and hair everywhere. Lily and Sammy just stared. She flew into Sammy's lap after tripping over Lily's trunk, and started laughing hysterically when another girl came running into the compartment, slightly panting. The sunglasses girl rolled off Sammy's lap and plopped, down onto the seat next to her, and across from the other girl.

"Hey, do you mind if we sit with you?" The sunglasses girl asked Lily.

"Um, no not at all. I'm Lily Evans, and this is Samantha Zamora." Lily replied.

"She means Sammy. I hate being called Samantha, ergh. What are your names? And why were you chasing her?" This last comment Sammy directed at the silent girl sitting next to Lily.

"I'm Marissa Wilconsin, or Missy, and this lazy bum with the sunglasses is Chelsea Standifer. I'm half blooded and she's pure," Missy said, inclining her head at Chelsea,

"And I was chasing her because she stole my sunglasses because she was too lazy to look for her own. And she refused to be seen without her precious sunglasses," Missy shook her head at Chelsea, "Can I have them back now?"

"Fiiiiine, if you must." Chelsea took of the sunglasses, revealing chocolaty brown eyes. She tossed them at Missy, who promptly shoved them in her long, longer even than Lily's, blonde hair. Lily and Sammy were laughing at the pair, and then Sammy asked,

"So what house do you two want to be in?"

"Oh definitely Gryffindor," gushed Chelsea, "My older sister, Jenney, is there too." Missy looked more hesitant.

"Gryffindor I guess would be my first choice, but Hufflepuff wouldn't be bad either. I just don't know if I'll make it to Gryffindor or not. I'm not very brave." Missy hung her head.

"Oh Missy, I'm sure you'll get Gryffindor. I'm worried too since I'm a muggleborn. This one," Lily jerked her head at Sammy, "Is pureblooded and her whole family was Gryffindor." Sammy shrugged, and then her face suddenly brightened.

"Oh Merlin! Wouldn't it be awesome if the four of us all got Gryffindor? That would be so cool! I mean, we're friends already, and this way we won't have to go around meeting so many more people. Oh, I hope we all get Gryffindor!" Sammy looked around at the other girls, who all looked excited and hopeful. She grinned and then reached into her back pocket.

"Anyone want gum?" She asked out of politeness, but was met with three shrieks of excitement. "I guess that's a yes," Sammy laughed and passed everyone a piece.

"Haha, I guess we're all gum addicts," Chelsea found this extremely amusing and rolled off her seat laughing, and she hit Lily's trunk again, but harder. All of a sudden an awful stench filled the carriage. This time, Sammy's shrill scream was added to the other three voices, as the girls caught a whiff of the smell that overtook the carriage.

"EWW, dungbomb!" Chelsea and Sammy chorused. Lily wrenched open her trunk as a recent scene flashed through her mind. That boy, grinning at her. She should have known better she thought furiously. That, ladies and gentlemen, is how the first scream of "JAMES POTTER!" rang through the Hogwarts Express and the Hogwarts halls.

The other three girls stopped their commotion as they heard their new friend screaming two words, actually a name, and then storming out of the door and down the corridor.

Ok, you know the drill...Review!

There have been quite a few reviews concerning my blood introductions. So, to clear this up, I did this in order to show the type of world these kids were growing up in. Just as Malfoy did it to Harry in the first book, James and the rest of the magical children have grown up in a world dominated by blood lines. You can imagine how their parents must have acted in regards to purity of blood, even if they were not siding with Voldemort. In Harry's time, this obsession has calmed down a lot, leaving only the Slytherins to be driven by purity of blood.

However, back when James and Lily were young, this craze was still in full blast, and even the most tolerant of wizarding families would have known who was who, and would have cared about what blood you were. Hence, the introductions by the boys and girls, and also how Remus has heard of the Blacks and Potter, two of the most respected pureblooded families. Considering the Blacks were crazy over blood lines, it stands to reason that the equally as powerful and ancient Potter family would have some lasting misgivings toward those with dirtier blood.

James and Co. might not have cared, especially as Voldemort, the evil power, became more closely associated with purity of blood, but their parents most certainly would have. Nurturing a child can have an impact, as would making sure a child has good manners, both of which come into play in these introductions.

So that's my reasoning- feel free to disagree, but that was why I put all of that business in to my story.

-Sarah