A/N: Why hello everyone! Can you freaking believe it? I have an actual story up! Its so exciting! Anyways, this was going to be AU, but my friend FORCED me to write a cannon, or try to at least, and this is what came out. Tis a tad bit short, but the chapters will grow. This starts out in the middle (or end actually) of L/Js 6th year, so yeah...please please please please please review, I will be eternally grateful, and I'll be sure to respond to all of your questions. To be honest actually, I have no idea where this is going to go at the moment, but I'm hoping that it will come to me eventually!

Disclaimer: sigh must I go through this? Really now? You all know it, you're not idiots...alright, here you go: I DON'T OWN ANY CHARACTERS. ZIPPO. NADA. NONE.

Neurotic

Chapter One: Don't Give Up On Me

At six o'clock in the morning, on a sunny Saturday in May, the occupants of the Gryffindor dorms were sound asleep in their cozy beds, all dreaming of what would happen at the quidditch game later that day.

At six-oh-two in the morning, on that very same sunny Saturday in May, the occupants of those very same dorms were awoken, quite unpleasantly, by a shrieking yelp from the one and only redhead who could screech that loud.

The girls in the seventh year dorms jumped up, screaming as well. When they saw who had yelled however, they plopped back onto their beds.

"What did he do now Lils?" Alice Walters, a bubbly, bright-eyed girl asked in a tired voice, rubbing her eyes.

Lily Evans, or, as the Gryffindors now called her, 'the-annoying-girl-who-hates-James-Potter-with-a-fiery-passion', stood with her arms crossed, glaring down at her bed, where a package now sat.

"What the fuck does he think he's doing?" Lily exclaimed suddenly, her emerald eyes flashing.

The other girls in the rooms shared a look, eyebrows raised as Lily continued to stare stonily at the brightly wrapped object.

"He remembered your birthday Lily, that's so sweet, maybe we should-"

"I'm NOT opening it, he could have poisoned it, or it might explode, or-"

"Or maybe he was just being thoughtful." Alice interrupted Lily, pointing at the girl.

"I say we open it!" Emmeline, another dorm mate piped up, bouncing slightly on her bed.

"Ooh yes, let's open it!" Alice agreed, bounding over to Lily's bed and picking up the present. She shook it, hearing something rattle around inside it. "Sounds expensive Lillers, you sure you don't just want a little peak?"

"No." said Lily firmly, wrenching the package away from Alice. She opened the trunk that was at the end of her bed and dropped the gift in unceremoniously. "I'm going to breakfast. Don't get any ideas, because I-" She flicked her wand lazily, "-am locking it."

"You ruin all the fun Lily, I hope you know that." Emmeline grumbled, getting back under the covers of her bed. "Since nothing is happening here, I am going back to bed. It's too early for a Saturday anyways."

"Fine," Lily said stiffly, now fully dressed in her muggle clothes. "I'll see you all at lunch then."

"I'll come with you Lils; I'm sleeping in too late anyways." Alice said, getting dressed in her muggle attire as well.

Lily and Alice left, walking out of the dorms. As they headed down the staircase, Lily let out a low growl.

Alice looked at her quizzically, stopping her steps.

"What was that exactly?" she asked, eyebrows raised.

"Potter." Lily let out, her jaw clenched, standing still too.

At the end of the staircase, grinning cockily as he always seemed to do when Lily was around stood the infamous James Potter.

Lily cracked her knuckles, still glaring at the smiling boy.

"Lils, let's not get too carried away now, no castration today, mkay?" Alice said nervously, recognizing the look in her friend's eyes.

Though this happened almost every day (James seemed to piss Lily off a lot actually), Alice never knew how to handle these situations. And because everyone besides Alice enjoyed the quarrels, James was in the hospital wing at least once a week.

If Lily had heard her, she didn't show it.

After bouncing on her heels, Lily set off down the stairs, eyes locked on her target.

James was still smiling, but it had taken a turn for the worse, resembling more of a grimace now.

His best mate, Sirius Black, stood beside him, grinning widely at the furious girl tearing her way to them.

"I dunno Prongs, she looks pretty pissed, maybe we should just move over-"

"YOU HAD BETTER NOT MOVE YOUR ARSE JAMES POTTER!"

"Or maybe we can just stay here." Sirius corrected himself, eyes wide.

James gulped in response, quickly gathering himself. Standing up straight, he ran a hand through his abnormally messy hair.

In a flash, Lily stood in front of him, eyes blaring.

"Lily love! Have you received my gift then? Splendid, but I don't really need a thank y-AGGGGGHHHHHH-HOLY FUCK-I'm BLEEDING!!"

James was now lying on the floor, his hands covering his face.

Lily was standing in front of him, her face tight. She leaned down, and all of the spectators who had been watching the scene strained their ears to hear what she said.

"I will never give you anything Potter, ever."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, on the same Saturday, Lily sat in the library, piles of books surrounding her.

With James being in the hospital wing, the quidditch match had not gone as smoothly as planned, and Lily had not been left alone.

The library, where no one ever went on Saturdays, was the only place that she could find solitude.

Lily was currently buried in a book about the Goblin Revolution of 1193, going over the requirements for their History of Magic project.

"In 1106, the chief Snüürben-Glochzﬞnigher, set free the…" Lily muttered to herself, eyebrows furrowed.

Immersed in the text, she didn't here anyone come up behind her until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

Lily gasped, slamming the book shut.

She spun around to see Remus Lupin standing behind her, smiling amusedly.

"Hullo Lily; didn't mean to frighten you," He said, sitting down beside her.

"Oh, no that's alright, you just startled me a bit." Lily smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"Sorry," Remus said, pushing books out of his way to set down his bag.

"It's okay, really." Said Lily, giggling slightly.

"So I heard that's it's your birthday, Miss Lily." Remus teased.

"I wonder where you heard that," Lily sighed, rolling her eyes.

There was a silence for a little, while Remus thought of something to say.

"He means well Lily; he just, kind of gets all confused when he sees you."

Lily clenched her jaw, standing up to put her books away.

"Are you going to yell at me too now Remus?" she whispered, shoving the books back into their places.

All day she had dealt with all the Gryffindors yelling at her. If it hadn't been for her, they would have won, now they were behind Slytherin dammit!

"I'm not going to yell at you Lils, just…" He paused, trying to find the words.

Lily turned to him, her eyes showing more emotion than she meant to. She bit her lip, crossing her arms.

"Just what Remus?"

"…Just, don't give up on him yet." He finished, looking Lily straight in the eye, holding her gaze.

Lily frowned, picking up her bag.

"I'm going to leave now Remus, I'll see you later." She said; her back to him.

"Bye Lils," Remus said quietly.

Lily walked away, her heavy book bag making her stagger slightly.

Remus chuckled to himself; she was very stubborn now wasn't she?

Another A/N: Sorry if the ending bit confused you, but I'll probably end up re-posting this chappy anyways, the first ones are always the worst. If you enjoyed it, review! If you didn't, still review!

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