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Chapter 1

Excitement bubbled up inside of Lily Evans as she approached the scarlet red train. The Hogwarts Express had never seemed as comforting and as discomforting as before. This was Lily's last year to ride on this train to her home away from home, and she wasn't exactly sure if she should be happy to be back or sad that it will be over all too soon. As Lily stood there contemplating her feelings someone ran into the back of her, causing her to ram into the cart holding her luggage and fall onto the floor.

"Oh my gosh!" Lily gasped. "Get errrfff me," she yelled into the ear of the mystery attacker.

"Lilyflower, must you always be so unpleasant towards me?" whispered James Potter into her ear causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. Lily's face flushed from embarrassment as she saw a couple of first years giggle at the new Head Girl's predicament. She wanted to be a good example for the other students, so having a boy laying on top of her on her backside was not exactly the best first impression.

"Must you always be obnoxious?" snapped Lily. "Potter, get off of me right now before I turn you into a one-eyed toad!"

"Only if you would kiss me, so I could be your prince."

At that, Lily rolled her eyes at the thought of actually kissing James Potter. 'Yeah, in his dreams,' thought Lily. Finally, James hopped off of her, and held out a hand to help her up.

"I'm perfectly capable of helping myself off the ground, thank you," groaned Lily as she stood up and dusted herself off. Lily took a few breaths to get rid of her agitation. Today was supposed to be a good day, and she was not going to let Potter ruin it for her. Lily had been working hard for the past six years to earn the position of Head Girl, and now that she had been awarded the position, it seemed like nothing could bring her down. Not even someone as annoying as Potter.

"I know that, Lils, but I was just being a gentleman," James said with a slight smirk on his face. 'Merlin, she's beautiful,' he thought as he looked her over. The summer had treated her well. Although her skin was white, he could tell that it was slightly a shade darker than before. Her gorgeous red hair flowed over her shoulders, and down to her waist. Was it just him, or did her legs get as long as her hair, making her school skirt seem considerably short? James glanced up to lock his eyes with her piercing emerald ones, which made him realize she was talking to him.

"...and we better hurry or we'll miss the Prefect's meeting."

"Excuse me, what are we talking about?" inquired James.

"Merlins beard Potter! Do you ever listen to what I say, or are you always too busy checking me out," blurted Lily. 'Oh gosh, that was a little too honest Lily,' she thought to herself. Sometimes she wished that she could edit her words before they came out of her mouth, but geeze, he wasn't hiding the fact that he was looking over every inch of her body. She was beginning to feel violated. 'Don't lie to yourself Lily. You know you are flattered by his satisfied expression,' she thought. Lily shook her head at the ridiculous thought. She couldn't help but give him a once over as well when she first got up off the floor. The first thing she noticed was that his jet black hair was messier than ever, yet his body had toned a lot over the years. Although he was an arrogant prick, she wasn't blind. She could allow herself to look, as long as she didn't touch. The next thing she noticed was a gold badge on his vest. 'You've got to be kidding me,' she thought as she squinted to read the words Head Boy and Quidditch Captain written across the front of the badge.

"Basically, I was congratulating you on being awarded Head Boy AND Quidditch Captain, talking about scheduling, and stuff we should discuss in the Prefect's meeting that begins as soon as the train leaves, which is in approximately..." Lily looked down at her watch. "One minute! Bloody hell! Thanks a lot Potter. Now there won't be any places left on the train."

"Not to worry, my dear. Not to worry. Don't you know that the Marauders and I have a special reserved compartment for ourselves? You can come sit with us."

"Ugh, just what I want. To spend the train ride with you and your lackeys," grunted Lily under her breath as she stepped up into the train.