Head Boy & Girl
James met Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew on the train in their usual compartment.
As usual, Remus was reading, Peter was eating, and Sirius was winking at a nearby 6th year in the compartment beside theirs.
"Prongs!" Sirius shouted, as James opened the door. At this, Remus and Peter looked up, and dropped what they were doing.
They all got up, and did the official Marauders handshake.
This involved very precise timing, which they had nailed in the 6 years they'd been best friends.
"Padfoot! Prongs! Moony! Wormtail!" They all yelled together, slapping the person that stood in front of them across the face. James thought Sirius overdid his slap a little, and retaliated by slapping him again. So Sirius slapped James again. And James slapped Sirius again.
"Alright, alright, that's enough of that I think!" Remus cut in between them, as they both now had huge red welts on the sides of their faces. They didn't care. They were all grinning uncontrollably, giddy from the excitement of seeing each other again.
It was only at that moment that the sun decided to shine on James' Head Boy badge, blinding them temporarily.
"Bloody hell!" Sirius exclaimed roaring with laughter.
James felt blush creeping towards his cheeks.
"Shut up alright?" He said.
"What in Merlin's name was Dumbledore thinking putting you as Head Boy?" Sirius laughed again.
"Wait, who's Head Girl? I hear they decided that Head Boy and Head Girl share a dormitory together this year." Remus said.
"No idea," James said, while Sirius and Peter chanted "Ooooooh!" together.
James simply yelled, "Shut up you two numptys!" and stormed out of the compartment.
"Oi! Where you going?" Sirius asked, poking his head out the door.
"Gotta go find out who the Head Girl is! Wish me luck!" James said, winking.
As James walked through the train, he caught the eyes of many different girls. But this was all normal; girls followed he, Sirius, and Remus everywhere. They practically had their own fan club. James winked at some, and grinned at others.
He chuckled to himself, watching them giggle and flip their hair at him.
As if. He thought.
There was only one girl who could ever pull that off. Not that she ever had done that, but she probably would look good (as usual) doing it. He kept his favorite redhead on his mind as he walked into the Head Boy and Girl compartment. He was surprised when imagination and reality emerged, as he saw none other but Lily Evans sitting in the compartment, looking out the window, with a distant expression on her face.
She turned as she heard the door open.
"Hello Potter." She said, sighing.
"Hey Evans." He said back.
He took his time sitting down, unsure of whether to sit beside her or across from her. He decided on across, so he could talk to her more easily. He found himself always contemplating every decision he made when Lily was around.
There was a very awkward silence that followed.
"The answer, as usual, is no Potter." She told him, looking impatient.
He looked at her.
"I beg your pardon?" He asked, not understanding what she was talking about.
"You're here to ask me on a date again?" She told him.
"I am?" He asked, finally understanding. "Well, if you want me to so much…" He drifted away, knowing she did not.
She snorted.
"Oh please. But seriously, I need you to leave. Only Head Boy and Head Girl can be in this compartment." She told him, pointing to the door.
He actually laughed.
"Oh Lily, silly Lily." He said, shaking his head. He adjusted his robe, for it was half hiding his badge.
She glowered at him. "I told you not to call me…" She stopped suddenly, her eyes finally realizing what she was looking at.
"You have GOT to be bloody joking!" She yelled.
He grinned, absolutely enjoying her displeasure. Then a thought struck him: He would be sharing a room with Lily Evans. Lily Evans. He repeated, his grin growing even wider.
"So, I hear we're sharing a room then." James said, guiding the conversation away from how he became Head Boy. To be completely honest, he had no idea how it happened either.
Lily groaned.
"There must have been some mistake." She said. "There has to be some explanation…" She said, obviously thinking hard.
He smiled at leaned back in his chair, putting his arms behind his head. He was quite happy to sit and stare at her all day. He watched her thinking, and it was a long time before he realized she was talking.
"-ything funny Potter, I will hex you into oblivion." He heard her say.
"Hmm?" He said. She sighed.
"I said, since we're sharing a room, you had better not try anything funny or I will hex you into oblivion." She said.
"Try anything funny?" He placed his hand on his chest and gasped, trying to look offended. "Now what kind of man do you take me for?" He said.
She snorted when he said "man".
"But that reminds me…" He said, getting up and walking up to where she sat. He knelt down on one knee.
"Lily Evans," he began, taking her hand.
"Oh Merlin." She said.
"Will you please do me the extraordinary honor of…" He said
"Say "Marry me" and it'll be the last thing you say."
"Going on a date with me?" He finished.
She threw her head back, laughed and pulled her hand out of his. He tried to look hurt, though he had expected this.
"Come on Lils!" He said, exasperatedly. "When will you ever say yes?"
"When will you ever stop asking?" She countered.
They both said "Never," at the same time.
Lily sighed. She turned to look out the window, while James continued staring at her.
"Looks like we'll be there soon." She remarked.
"Yeah. Oh, incidentally, when's the first Hogsmeade trip?" He asked curiously. He knew she knew where this was going, as she sighed and said: "Forget it Potter. It will never, ever happen."
"No more Hogsmeade trips ever?" He said.
She glowered at him.
"You know that's not what I meant Potter."
"I know Evans, I know." He said, and began thinking…