A/N: (Frisky) This is my fanfic from a few years ago. Probably not some of the best writing. Not sure if i'll finish it, but here's what I have. It takes place right after the entire Snape/James situation in 5th year (marauder's time)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter...sadly...
Chapter 1: Thinking of you.
How can one single person be so arrogant? Lily thought while walking, angrily away from the hazel eyed stare of James Potter. She could not stand him.
"Wait, Evans, don't go! I'm sorry!" James began jogging after her. Why was it that the one girl he liked hated him? "Evans, come back"
She came to a blocked-off hallway. She spun around. There was James. She tried to shove past him, but he grabbed her arm and made her face him. A sensation started at her lips and spread itself to every corner of her body. He had kissed her. Surprisingly, this kiss had felt so ------ right.
They found each other's eyes. He was in absolute shock as she kissed him back. After a moment that seemed like forever they broke away again. He, James Potter, was in love.
The two just stood for a while, not moving, staring at each other in complete awe. Lily could not believe what had just happened. She had just kissed James Potter. The same James Potter she had sworn to hate for all of eternity. She began to walk away. Before she left, he spoke.
"Evans, did we just..."
"Yeah, we did."
"Did you..."
"Yeah, I felt something." She walked all the way up to the Gryffindor common room, not speaking a word to anyone. When in the common room, she sat in a big, red, cushioned chair and stared into the fire. While staring into the flames, she thought of James.