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Chapter One-

"Not again..."

I stood there, watching the scene before me.

We, the Gryffindors, were having potions with the Slytherins. James Potter, the messy-haired prankster, had his wand to Severus Snape's throat! Severus had been annoying James - so, of course, James had did what he always did. Counter the 'attack'. I definately wasn't proud of that...

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You see, I'm Lily Evans. I'm a seventh year Griffindor. I had known James and his troublesome friends ever since the first train ride to Hogwarts. Sirius and James had some trouble getting along at first - but they ended up friends. James had met Remus Lupin, the most studious of the four. They hit it off from the start! Then, he met Sirius Black, the total girl magnet. Oh merlin... It's crazy! And to complete the four, James met Peter Pettigrew just after working out his problems with Sirius.

After they had all started that friendship, which to this day still holds so strong, I came in to their story.

I had been sitting in my compartment, talking to my own new friends. That's when it all happened. It went so quickly... I'm supprised that I still remember it so well. The Hogwarts Express shook as we went over a big bump of some sort. My first impression of James Potter was a strange one.

James had somehow fallen into my lap, his legs sprawled out as if he hadn't expected to be thrown onto me. Sirius snickered while Remus and Peter gasped. My friends fell silent, taking in the picture of this hazel eyed boy's head on my lap. He seemed to turn scarlet. So did I. Although, after all these years, I don't think we had been blushing for the same reason. I had been nervous - and I had thought that he had been too. But, as I've learned, Potter didn't blush about something as simple as that.

I remember our voices, talking quietly in small voices. His seemed far more prouder than my own.

"Are you alright?" I had asked.

James Potter had only stared up at me for a moment, seeming to be lost off in some other world. Then, he had bolted up right, getting off of me. "Oh, sorry, miss..."

We exchanged smiles.

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So that was my first impression. It was odd, yes, but I can't lie. I did sort of have other thoughts on my mind other than, 'Oh god! A guy's on my lap!'

Anyway, years had passed. James and I had grown up together - as some might have put it. I watched him be embarrassed, even though he had tried to hide it - and he had watched me all the same. I think I might have gone a little rough on him at times though. I mean, until our sixth year, I had screamed at him every time he gave the smallest prank. And that same year, he seemed to have started to realize that he shouldn't go around pranking - everyone... Yeah, it didn't completely stop. He still pranked a lot of Slytherins... However, he didn't prank as much as he used to.

Then, another year passed. James and I returned for our final year - this year. It has still only begun. But, I'll catch you up. I was made Head Girl - and James Potter, yes, the 'troublesome, horrible, prankster', was made Head Boy. I know, I know. It's strange. I can't believe Dumbledore. What exactly was he thinking?! Oh well... I have to admit, James isn't too bad. I guess he's not too bad when he's not trying to show off...

Well, back to the story!

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Severus grunted, trying to reach his wand, but Sirius was ahead of him. He had snatched it out of his robe's pocket.

Remus sat quietly near his cauldron, reading a book, trying to block out all the comotion. Peter, on the other hand, watched in excitement.

James grinned, probably happy to have the attention. However, there is such a thing as being too proud.

I was glaring at James, hating him - but somehow, another emotion was crawling up my throat... I dunno what it was. All I know is that it was strange.

James glanced at me, keeping his wand to Severus's throat while he made his other hand manage to leap to his head. Honestly, I don't understand how making his hair any more messy could help.

I said in a grim voice, one that I hadn't been planning on, "Stop it, Potter. Head Boys do not harm the students. They help them."

James replied in the new voice, the one that seemed deeper than the older one that I had been used to, "Ah, Evans. Come on. Even Heads have to have fun. What would you say to you and me having some fun by going to Hogsmeade together?"

Grrrr... James would never understand me, would he? "No, Potter. I don't date gits, pranksters, or anything of that deranged nature. Of course, you are every bit of the things I hate, so what would make you think I would ever agree to dating someone like you?"

The raven-haired boy turned his gaze to me, almost forgetting about how Severus was at the tip of his wand. "Evans, you know that you love me." He grinned.

I fumed in fury. I did not like him the least bit! He wasn't the boy I had met on the train in our first year anymore... He was a monster! A self-obsessed jerk! "I do not!" I retorted. "Let Snape be and go away!" I wished more than anything that the professor would walk back in. He had left to go collect some ingredients... Look at what could happen in a matter of minutes!

Potter wighed, lowering his wand, still ignoring Severus. "Ah, alright, Evans. What? Do you have feeling for Snivvelous now?"

I glared at him in hatred, "You do realize that you insulted yourself right there, right?"

Severus was making his hand get closer to James's wand. I noticed. His eyes looking at it eagerly. Sirius and Peter were watching me now, and Remus of course was still reading... I kept my gaze away from Severus.

James frowned, "Yes, Evans. I'm sure that I did. Of course, that is only a true statement if you truly did not notice that it was sarcasm..."

I grumbled, sick of him. I charged at him, his eyes widening in supprise behind his glasses.

"Oof!" I had hit him, James had caught me though. Crud... I slapped at his hands that were now holding me still. "Let - me - go!"

"I will if you'll go out with me..." Was James's 'intelligent' reply.

Sirius chuckled, Peter giggled madly, and Remus looked up, though, he too didn't notice what Severus was doing. And, as you might have guessed, James had dropped his wand when he had grabbed for me. Nice trade, eh? Your wand for the girl who would happily behead you?

Severus dove for his wand, but James beat him to it. Of course, I was dragged down too...

James snatched his wand, sending Severus's robes on fire as he glared at him, "You aren't taking my wand..."

I groaned, folding my arms as I still sat on the cold floor. James squatted, having placed me down just in time to retreive his wand. Severus spun around in circles, crying out in pain - or maybe just fear. The other marauders laughed, tears even starting to form in their eyes for doing this so hardly.

James gave me a flicker of a grin as he looked at my face, but realizing the reality, a frown replaced it. I could tell that this had gone 'all wrong' for James. He lifted me up, and strangely enough, I accepted the help.

However, the moment after, I was once again in his embrace. I shoved at him. "Quit! Let me go!"

The professor walked in, seeing me and James, he must have received the wrong impression... "Miss Evans, Mr. Potter! The dungeon is no place for such a thing! There will be no romance on here or in any other classroom!"

I went pale. Ewww... Romance with James? What the hell was that professor thinking?!

James chuckled, "My apologies, professor." He released me, and I was relieved to return to my seat.