We all know that Lilly Evans didn't like James Potter, but we also know that they ended up married...how? I hear you ask. Well, basically James becomes - whoa! Almost told you there! Read it and find out!

It was a warm summers evening, and Lilly had decided to go for a walk. The moon was at its most beautiful tonight. A full moon, how romantic, Lilly thought. Movement around her chest made her start. She had been quite sure she was alone. Lilly looked down, it was just a stag. Wait, a stag? Well, this is Hogwarts I suppose, thought Lilly. The Stag licked her hand as she patted it absentmindedly. Lilly was not aware of sitting down, but suddenly found herself sitting with the stag next to her. The stag licked her face. It was a rather affectionate stag, thought Lilly...

After a while, Lilly started to become cold, and sensing her discomfort, the stag stood up, and lead her back to the castle. Once she had disappeared out of site, the stag turned into a teenage boy. 'Bye Lilly,' he whispered softly into the night.

James couldn't get Lilly out of his mind. He knew she hated him, but he knew how her touch had made him feel. Lilly was the one person on earth that he wanted to be with, he was certain of that. He had told Sirius about this, but Sirius had been of little help,

'She'd never touch you in that way if she knew who you were, give up and chase after someone who you've got a chance with why don't you!' Remus however, had refused to give any advice. He just sat and listened, pretending he couldn't see James secretly hexing Snape.

Finally the full moon came around again, and the four friends crept 0outside where they transformed into their animals,

'Come on Prongs, lets get Moony away from the school for a bit,' Sirius growled,

'No, you go...' said James, vaguely,

'You're not waiting for i her /i again are you?' Remus began to growl loudly at the others, 'Suit yourself, I'm taking Moony away from the school grounds in case Lilly turns up again.' Sirius guided Remus to the Womping Willow and Peter crawled under the branches. Then they were gone.

James waited outside the door of the school. He waited, and waited. Just when he was about to give up hope and go searching for Sirius and Remus, the door opened. A beautiful girl with long, red hair and green eyes stepped cautiously outside. She saw the stag immediately and began to stroke it behind the ears. She started to speak to the stag, murmuring all her woes and fears. She told him how she was scared that Snape would hex her any day, how she wished she could have someone to understand her, to listen without needing to talk.

'No-one understands me like you,' she told the stag, 'I could tell you anything, and I bet you would listen. I could tell you all about James Potter. He makes me sick! He's arrogant and thinks he's so great just because he's good at Quidditch. You know, sometimes I can't even blame i Snivellus /i for wanting to curse him at every opportunity.' He voice had become so loud that she suddenly started as a light went on in the gamekeepers hut. She stood up and stroked the stag once more; he nuzzled his nose into her hand in a way of saying goodbye.

Lilly found she kept bumping into James everywhere. Each time he'd nod in her direction, for once not drawing attention to himself, but keeping his head down and smiling at her in a special sort of way. He was even starting to be less conceited and arrogant in lessons. Working quietly and not making stupid jokes like he normally did. In fact, when they were seated together in Transfiguration, he did not (as usual) try to chat her up. Instead he talked to her like a normal person. She even found herself enjoying the time they spent together! Lilly was quite perturbed by this newfound liking of James Potter. He was never out of her mind, but for once, Lilly enjoyed thinking about him.

Lilly knew that the stag would wait for her at the full moon, so when the time came, she crept out of the castle, pausing every few minutes to listen for sounds of the caretaker. Once out of the castle, she saw the stag immediately. Standing alone, shining against the moon. Tonight they did not, as they had before, sit down together; instead they walked slowly around the grounds. As usual, Lilly told the stag about her month, barely hesitating to tell it about James, 'He's just so different now! He talks to me properly, and listens with no distractions when I talk to him. He now works hard at lessons.' She paused thoughtfully, 'you know, if I didn't know better, I would think he knew all my thoughts!'