I startle awake to the sound of my newest alarm clock my mum recently bought me. It had wheels, and already, that was enough to drive any non-morning person insane. Not realizing how close I was to the edge of my bed, I tumbled of it, hitting my knee on the hardwood floor. Angrily, I hit the 'alarm off' button and collect myself back onto my bed.

"Lily! Are you alright dear?" I heard my mum yell from downstairs.

"You're a little late on checking, mum," I yell back, "But yes I'm fine."

"Good. Don't forget you have to go to school today. I would make sure everything is packed if I were you."

I grumbled as I realized today was the last day I would sleep in on my own bed for a while. I checked the clock to see what time it was. "9:38 a.m? How could I sleep in like this?" I shout at myself. Thankfully, I'm not tangled in my bed sheets and I escape from my bed's grasp with ease. My red hair blocks my eyes for a brief moment in time while I'm running to the bathroom, leaving me to stumble a bit. I quickly relieve my bladder and begin doing my usual morning routines, but at a much quicker speed and skipping a few things here and there. I praise myself for taking a shower late last night so I don't need one this morning. I run back into my room, looking for clothes. "Crap," I muttered to myself. All of my clothes were either dirty or in my suitcase. I quickly scavenge for a clean outfit from my suitcase and get dressed. I put my hair out of its ponytail and mess with it as it frames my head. It'll have to do for now. I have no time for proper makeup so I decided to just wear eyeliner and some mascara.

I throw on my shoes, grab my suitcase and my owl's cage-which contained my owl- and ran down stairs. Praying to Merlin to not let me slip and fall down the stairs, beimg that I don't need a black eye at the moment. I somehow manage not to fall and I run into the kitchen. I gently put my owl's cage on the kitchen table, but I throw my suitcase on the kitchen floor. "Done!" I almost yell. I look at the clock and saw that it read 10:15. My dad just rushed in to see what all the commotion was about. He opened his mouth as if he were about to say something, but I stop him by kissing him on the cheek and running out the door to a car that was already running.

"Lily, you forgot your bags." My dad called after me.

"What?" I look down at my hands and realize they are empty, realizing such a thing, I run back inside to collect my bags. I give my dad a hug and thank him. "Thanks dad, but I really have to go." I tell him gently.

"I understand," he looks down at my bags then back to me, "need any help with that?"

I look at the clock on the stove as it read '10:18' "No, no, no, you're fine. I got it." I lied. I didn't have it. Knowing my dad, he would help, but his goodbyes took forever. And sadly, I didn't have the time today. I run back out the door, with everything I needed in hand and dashed to the car before my dad would stop me. I threw my belongings in the trunk, but a problem hit. My suitcase wouldn't fit in the trunk. "Please, for the love of Merlin, not today." I mumbled to myself. I use all my strength to squeeze the suitcase to fit. Eventually, it worked. I ran to the passenger's seat of the car and quickly buckled myself in. "Ready?" I asked my mum in an exasperated voice.

"Lily honey, are you sure you'll make it in time?" my mum asked worriedly.

"Why would you think that? I'm sure if we speed-" I was interrupted by my mum's face. She pointed the clock on the dashboard of the car that read '10:35'. "How in the world does time fly like this?" I unbuckle myself and hear a car rolling into the drive. "And right on time." I said rather loudly. Petunia and Vernon had just rolled into the driveway. Vernon took her out on a rather early breakfast date. In fact, a little too early. But I couldn't think more of it now. I needed to get to that train. Hogwarts express left at exactly 11:00. I had to apparate today. I said bye to mum, rushed out of the car and got my suitcase which I spent a while getting into the drunk. Purposely, Petunia walked by and bumped into me.

"Watch it, freak." She said with disgust in her voice. The same facial expression showed on Vernon's face as well as he was walking right behind her.

"I don't have time for this, Tuney." I got a firm grasp on my luggage and appareted to Kings Cross Station.

I looked at the clock. I had exactly seven minutes before Hogwarts Express left me behind. I sprinted toward platform 9 ¾ as fast as I could. For some reason, Kings Cross wasn't crowded today like it usually was. I quickly shrugged this off and ran into the wall, which led witches and wizards to the train that would take you to your favorite place, Hogwarts. I smiled as I passed through platform 9 ¾ and made my way to the person who took my bags. I know there is a certain name for that kind of job, but I'm not bothered to learn the title. After I tip the man, I run toward the prefect car of the train. And as soon as I walk on the car, unforgettable eyes landed on mine. Hazel eyes that belonged to a man. But they were some how disguised by the man's glasses which covered them. I stop dead in my tracks.

"Merlin, Evans. Looks like you just saw a dementor," he commented.

My heart was racing so I didn't respond right away. His face, it just captivated me fore a reason. Something changed about James Potter this year, but I can't tell what. Did he get a haircut? What happened to him that is making me act this way? I almost wanted to, no, stop thinking such things Lily! Get a hold of yourself!

James held out his hand. "I'm uh, not sure how to properly greet a person, so uh, yeah." He looked at me, then my own hand, then back to his.

I picked up the offer and shook his hand. I have to admit; it was nice not bickering for a little bit. As soon as I touched his hands, I felt something. I don't think it was a prank, but I felt almost woozy after I shook his hands. What did my mom call them? Butterflies? It made no sense being that-

"Ah, I see the headboy and headgirl have finally met!" Remus Lupin exclaimed.

I looked around the car, looking for a person that had a 'headboy' badge on. "Where?
I asked Remus. I hardly noticed I was still holding James's hand.

"Uh, right here Evans." James said. I looked at James and dropped his hand immediately.

"Stop playing games, Potter." I said flat out.

"I'm not though." James pulled his cloak aside and on his shirt was pinned 'headboy'.

I stood there, shocked, horrified and somehow, glad? No, I most certainly was not glad. "You have got to be kidding me."