Before I start this story I would like to mention a few things. Firstly, I deleted That Summer. It's horrible, but writing it became a chore and I didn't feel that it was up to my standards, then I lost the file and that became my excuse for not continuing it. I just about finished this one (Rainbow Stockings) so that will not happen again, but to all of you who supported me through That Summer, I'm very sorry and I wanted to say thank you. Also, if you're very interested, you can PM me and I'll send you the epilogue which I have had written since before it was posted. Secondly, Rainbow Stockings was mainly a joke for me to write when school was stressing me out and it had a very jokey tone, but towards the end it completely changed and I wasn't making quite as many jokes and everything was rather serious, but I love the way it turned out and I hope you do as well. Anyway. enjoy.

Chapter 1- Sly as a snake

Lily Evans positively fancied James Potter. She had ever since first year when she saw his hair. It was certainly an irrational thing to base a fancy off of, but she didn't want to date him, oh, no, she only wanted a snog or maybe something more.

James Potter was practically indifferent to her, it was maddening. What did it matter that they had barely spoken ten words to each other in the six years that they had known one another? But that was not the point. The point was that James Potter had never cast his hazel eyes in her direction. Not once. Not even that one time that she accidentally lit her hair on fire.

Almost everyone at Hogwarts knew of her obsession except for him. He was so smart yet somehow so incredibly daft at the same time. It was frustrating and Lily found that she was spending an unhealthy amount of time staring at him. She found herself wanting some awkward eye contact because at least that was something. But despite all of her efforts to get into his trousers, he seemed oblivious to her existence.

Lily continued her walk down the corridors. She didn't particularly have anywhere to go, but the Gryffindor party wasn't starting for another few hours and she didn't want to be in the common room during the setting up stage. Last time a bottle of firewhiskey had been dropped on her foot, it was a minor injury for Madam Pomfrey to fix, but nonetheless Lily vowed to never be on the decorating committee ever again. And true to her word she had stayed as far away from the Gryffindor common room as possible.

"Ah, it's dear Evans!" Her head snapped up, meeting the amused gaze of Sirius Black. His green and silver tie hung loosely around his neck and he walked with the easy grace of all the pureblood's that Lily had seen.

Lily knew some things about Sirius Black, three things to be exact, it may not have been much, but it was more than most others could say.

1) He wasn't like most pureblood's. He was much more tolerant of girls than everyone else in his house.

2) He didn't have friends. He wasn't the type. He was the kind of boy who was in everyone's business, but made sure you kept your nose out of his. He belonged everyone, yet nowhere.

3) He hated his parents. That was the information Lily had learned through careful prying and a bit of spying on her part. It was more than the typical teen angst, he genuinely wanted to escape from them. He had never openly showed support for Voldemort and maybe that was why his parents were so bitter.

"Yes, or so I've been told." They weren't friends, Sirius didn't have friends, as previously stated. He mostly spoke with her when he was bored or when there wasn't anyone around. The Slytherin's would have his head if he was talking to her without throwing one hex.

He smirked. "You've always been the clever one, pity you weren't sorted into Ravenclaw."

"Of course, I'm a valuable asset." Lily grinned, while Sirius was quite sarcastic with her, she treated him like a mate because she had grown fond of the Slytherin who didn't seem to belong in that house. "Of course, you ought to have been a Gryffindor."

His cocky smirk faltered. "Oh, I don't know about that. It's very fitting that I'm a snake."

She tilted her head, he thought she didn't know. Well, to be fair she shouldn't know. She was never really supposed to find out that Sirius Black had practically begged to be placed into Slytherin, that he thought he would have the best chance there. Lily really only found out when she read his journal. He had dropped it in defense against the dark arts, he had never seemed like the type to keep a journal, but the pages were stained with sprawling letters that had to be Sirius's handwriting. She shouldn't have read it, but she never claimed to be a saint.

"I suppose." Lily replied. "But you also would have fit as a lion."

He shrugged. "Well, I am quite sneaky."

"What do you mean?" Lily snorted. "You've never done anything remotely sly."

"Oh, really? I put a lust potion in the firewhiskey. Maybe now you'll be able to get into Potter's pants. It was simple really, I only-"

"You did what?" Lily asked, maybe she had heard him wrong.

"Lust potion, in the firewhiskey."

"Oh, bloody hell! Black, you idiot!" At that Lily turned on her heel and sped down the corridor. When she woke up that morning she never anticipated that she would have to stop all of her housemates from shagging each other. Maybe she should stop having expectations.

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