Chapter One.

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Lily POV

Dear Diary,

Okay, okay, I understand that you think I'm crazy, insane perhaps? But the fact of the matter is... James Potter is, what's a good word? Nice, hott, romantic. Did I forget anything? Oh yeah, prankster, and most popular guy in the school. But, the thing is... he is claiming to be in love with me, like that would ever be the truth. He is just joking, like always. I might actually fall for him, and be embarrassed infront of all of Hogwarts. Yep, I told you that you would call me crazy! But, you have to see my point of view. James Potter is rude and arrogant, well to me at least.

My friends have tried to convince me that James Potter is number one on the hit list of school. The funny thing is, that Potter only has eyes for me, while I would rather soak my eyes in alcohol before looking at him.

They've tried the, 'Lily you could have James Potter, dreamy, hott, Quidditch star, but you choose to look the other way!' No, that guilt thing doesn't work for me, so don't even try. He is mean and conceited, and I think that maybe, perhaps if he shrunk his head a little, then I might possibly consider looking at him again.

Anyways, I don't really understand why I got this diary in the first place because I got it to get my mind off of the infamous, one-and-only Potter. So much it's done for me. Maybe I'll just chuck it in the fire tonight. Yeah... Wait, what am I thinking I spent five galleons on this at Hogsmeade yesterday.

Well, I better go, It's getting extremely late, and I can feel Potter trying to catch my eye. -Lily

I closed my diary and pointed my wand at it to lock it. I have become so good at non-verbal spells that I needn't say anything now. Don't take that as I'm bragging, it's just it's quite simple. Even Potter mastered it. He's clearly mastered a few other things too. He hasn't asked me out at all this year. And that's really saying something, because he has his routines, but nope, not none. That was really bad grammar, but I'm allowed to think the way I want!

'Lily,' I see Ja - Potter walking up towards me and he is holding a bundle of scrolls in his hand. I begin to brace myself for the first ask-out, then turn-down argument of the year. 'Dumbledore asked to meet us in his office at seven tonight.' He said, much to my secret surprise. I couldn't help but look confused with his politeness, yet quickly hid my expression.

'Why didn't you tell me sooner? We have to be there is like five minutes!' I screeched, running a hand through my tassled hair, which was knotty and messy because it was the end of the day, and I'm wiped.

'Sorry.' He mumbled, looking around confused, wondering what he really did wrong, I mean, honestly, he only just got the note from Dumbledore, himself.

'Look, don't apologize.' I snapped annoyed at my own self.

'Alright.' Potter said simply, as if the snappish comment on my part didn't affect him at all. How can he do that?

'Well, I guess that we better get going then.' I said quietly, feeling the unusal feeling of awkwardness between the two of us.

'Sure.' James said with a genuine smile. He really does have a nice smile... too bad he is too arrogant for my own taste.

On the way to Dumbledore's office, I guess you could call it tense and very quite. Nobody was in the hallways and the school seemed deserted. A little dodgy if you ask me. James asked how my summer was, I answered the automatic, fine, yet it was far from fine... Petunia decided to get married, completely overshadowing the fact of how important becoming Head Girl is. Don't get me wrong, my parents congratulated me and all, but it was completely interrupted by a shrill scream coming from our living room, followed by a elated Pentunia who was announcing that Vermin proposed.

Ja - Potter gave me a questioning look. Maybe he noticed my bitter voice when I said 'fine'.

'Sounds great.' He said jokingly, but I gave him a pathetic smile.

By this time, we got to Dumbledore's office and James smiled saying loudly, 'Milky Way.'

'What?' I asked him. A Milky Way was a muggle candy.

'Dumbledore and I are on close terms.' James said slyly, yet very cute at the same time. I don't see how such a hott guy can really be that rude.

'Ah. Miss Evans, Mr. Potter. I am glad you came on time, please come in.' Dumbledore said, moving aside from the doorway to his office. He gestured is to sit in a seat, which Potter and I obliged politely.

Normal POV

As James and Lily sat expectantly at the edge of their headmaster's desk, awaiting to be assigned some Head Boy/Girl duty.

'I have some beginning things to say to you two,' Dumbledore began. 'First of all, as you both know, an evil wizard, Voldemort is rising to power. The wizarding world, or all of Britain... is not safe. I want all prefects to do double duties this year. Also, both of you will be searching corridors until eleven all Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Weekends are scheduled for professors. Secondly, it is up to you, but you may host one large event, possibly two, such as a dance to get everyone in the spirits. You are the organizers. And finally, the Head Dormitories, the door is the fourth to the Fat Lady on the right. It is of a woman and her child. The password may be changed anytime, as long as both of you are present. For now, it is 'pumpkin juice'. Any questions?' Dumbledore asked all at once.

James shook his head no. Lily, however, looked shocked. 'Head - Head Dormitories?' She stuttered in surprise.

'Yes. I feel that the room will satisfy you greatly, if not, we can always arrange for a House-Elf...' Dumbledore began.

'No. I'll be fine.' Lily said, looking at the ground, trying not to reprimand her headmaster.

'Alright.' Dumbledore said, with a slight smile and twinkling eye.

'I shall see you upon further notice. As for now, all your supplies are begin transferred to your new dorm rooms. Good night.' He said, opening the door, motioning for them to leave.

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'Head dorms, eh?' James asked as they walked down the corridor, looking for this portait of a lady with her baby.

Lily glared at him playfully. Was she actually flirting with James Potter?

Once they got there, they said the password and walked into the room. It was... wow! That was the only word to explain it. It was elaborately decorated with red and gold filling the room. James blinked. He had heard rumors... but never this much.

'Wow.' Lily said chuckling.

'This is... okay.' James said shrugging.

'Okay! Is that all!' Lily said looking at him as if he were crazy.

James put on a funny smile and laughed. 'I'm just kidding.' He said playfully.

Lily smiled. He couldn't believe he made her smile.

'So... you're summer. You never really told me...' James said, as he slumbered on the couch and stretched out, leaving no room for Lily to really sit. She found a comfy chair across from him and stared at him... not believing that she was about to have a normal conversation with James Potter.

'Well, were you're parents glad that you got Head Boy?' Lily asked him unexpectedly.

Not knowing where this was going, James answered, 'Of course they were, definitely surprised, but none-the-less happy. Weren't yours?' He asked her.

'Well, they would be, if my dratted sister didn't announce her engagement at the exact same time I opened the letter. From then on, all was forgotten.' She said shaking her head, blinking away tears. She wanted Head Girl more than anything.

'Dratted sister?' James asked his eyebrows raised up.

'Muggle. Hates magic. Hates me. Hates everything about me.' Lily said simply.

'Hates... all magic?' James asked shocked that it was even possible to hate magic.

'All of it. She tried to strangle my owl, but got out of it by saying that she thought it was dinner, and she was attempting to pluck the feathers for my mother.' Lily said darkly.

James scoffed and shook his head disbelievingly.

'No, it's true. And, now she's marrying this man, Vernon, Vermin I like to call him, but he completely ignored the fact that I am his future sister-in-law. Never try and have a normal conversation with that man... Now that I think about it... I've never seen them even hold hands.' Lily said, surprising herself of the words that were coming out of her mouth.

'That's crazy. So, not so good of a summer?' He asked pathetically.

Lily smiled, again!

'I hate my home. I hate my house. I hate being muggleborn.' Lily mumbled to herself.

'Being muggleborn has nothing to do with it. You just grew up with a dratted muggle sister. Being cut off from magic sucks, but really, it's probably better than my situation.' James said smiling, yet shrugging as if he didn't care, when really he did.

'And what's that?' Lily asked.

'I'm all alone during the holidays.' James said simply.

'What?' Lily asked surprised.

'Unless you count Sirius and all the elves.' James said laughing.

'Your parents?' She questioned.

'Aurors. Never home. Maybe once a week, but at midnight, then gone again in the morning. I see them maybe for a few weeks at the most all put together.' James said, but for some reason, he didn't look too sad about it.

'And you're not...' Lily started.

'Mad? Nope, I'm used to though. My mum is a pretty good cook when she comes home. She's seen more frequently than my dad, who is... is... tough.' James said with a shudder. His dad had very high standards for him.

'Oh.' Lily said.

'Yeah.' James said simply.

'Well... I'm just going to go to bed, alright... James? I'll see you in the morning?' Lily asked, smiling at James Potter for... possibly once in her life.

'Good night, Lily.' James said, calling her by her first name in a long time.

Lily smiled for the third time, and it was really a true smile.

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