Hello fellow readers and writers of ! I have recently posted a story, 'Shining Light', but I haven't had any urging to continue. So, in the meantime, I'm posting this story, 'How it all Began', as a bunch of one-shots concerning Lily and James and how they actually got together. I don't know about you, but that little blast to the past JK shows us in TOotP, well it doesn't look like they're even remotely close to getting together. So, here's me, giving you what I think happened. They're supposed to be one-shots, but I know that stories rarely ever turn out the way you plan them.
Enjoy! And review…
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"Evans!" James Potter ran down the halls of Hogwarts, "Hey, Evans! Wait!"
Lily Evans, the subject of his attention, remained seemingly oblivious to the seventeen year old boy chasing after her and the glares of said boy's fanclub.
"Evans," James gasped, skidding to a stop next to her, "Look at me."
Lily ignored the demand and stared straight ahead, keeping the expression on her face carefully neutral. Too blank, and he'll know that you're trying too hard to ignore him. Pay attention to him, and then face the consequences of stupidity.
"Mate," Sirius Black landed beside him, rubbing a stitch in his stomach and inwardly Lily smiled. It was always fun to see the Marauders try and catch up with her, Quidditch players or not, "Why do you run so fast?"
"It's called muscles, Padfoot," James grinned at her to see if she was looking.
"I have muscles!" Sirius cried indignantly. Haha! Another one of their 'I'm Manlier' fights that seemed to happen quite often with the two friends. They usually lasted quite a long time, Lily though with satisfaction. Long enough to get to potions while they're still arguing!
"Yes, yes," Remus and Peter had arrived now, taking the slower path, "But I suggest you get on with it Prongs or we're going to walk straight to potions."
Darn him to the fiery pits of Hades dwelling.
"Oh, right," James continued his little quest, "Evans! Earth to Evans! Fait attention de moi!"
Vaguely, Lily wondered where he learnt French. She was doing quite well in staring ahead, trying not to crack before Sirius got bored and decided to poke her.
Have you ever had someone go on a tirade to get you to do something, while then poking your fat repeatedly?
No?
Because it's annoying.
Very annoying.
"What, Potter?" Lily had cracked.
James looked slightly taken aback at her tone.
She looked… dare he say it? ... Un-angelic.
"Well," he said, quite rattled at her glare, "I, umm, I have them somewhere."
He dug in his bag for a few seconds- Lily tapped her foot impatiently- before producing half a pack of cards that he quickly spread out poker-style.
"Pick a card!" he said triumphantly. Sirius snickered behind him, obviously inside of the joke.
"Huh?" Lily said blankly. She had expected something more… grand. Something more… Potter.
"Pick a card," James repeated slowly.
"Why?" she switched her stare. Now it was the bunch of cards that were shriveling up in fear.
"So I can guess it," James said as if it were obvious.
"If I do, will you leave me alone?" Lily asked hopefully.
"Well…" he contemplated this for a bit, then answered, "No, not really, but I will leave you alone in potions."
"Deal," Lily said immediately, taking what Potter-free time she could get.
She extended her hand and brushed her fingers over the cards indecisively, before picking one in the middle. These things needed time, after all.
It was the ten of spades.
"Is it the…" James rubbed his temples, as if this was taking energy from him, "Is it the queen of hearts?"
Lily smirked, "No, Potter, it is not."
"Are you sure?" he asked innocently.
Lily started to grow tired of his games, "Yes, Potter, I am positive I am right, and you are wrong."
"Oh," he started casually, "It's just that you've already captured my heart, so you might've done the same with the cards too."
Lily rolled her eyes. How immature and repetitive can one get?
"Go away, Potter," she started to give the card back.
"Keep it," he winked and walked off with his friends, immediately launching into conversation with them.
"Boys…" Lily muttered, shaking her head.
But, she looked at the card in her hand. Instead of the boring black ten, it had transformed into a read queen of hearts with a lily smack in the middle.
Lily smiled to herself, and did something else to add to her un-Lilyness.
She kept it.