CH 1 - It's Lily

Lily Evans was a smart girl. She knew how many stirs it took to make a hiccuping potion that would make a person hiccup just right. Above all, she knew James Potter was an arrogant pig. So why was he acting this way? As far as she knew, he looked just fine. That ruled out his parents being murdered by Voldemort, and as much as she hated to say it, Severus hexing some sense into him. She shook her head, why was she thinking about Potter? Granted now Potter was mature, and didn't hex students in the halls for cheap entertainment, but there always was the option that he was secretly going out with the new transfer student, Azalea Rose. She would have changed Potter.

Azalea was a sweet Ravenclaw, witty with beauty to match. A transfer from America, something never done before, she was a whole new type of girl. Unafraid, daring, sweet, beautiful, witty, and tomboyish. The perfect ideal girlfriend. Apparently, according to her ex boyfriend, she was a self confessed stubborn arse, not at all clingy, enjoyed her space, and read constantly. But, in the end, he cheated on her because he was 'tired of her not caring' and when he told her, she dumped her iced coffee on his head, and walked away. Thus, she became well known for her temper, and her love for iced coffee. Sirius had tried to ask her out, but she just turned him down with out batting an eye. He gave up after a week of her 'no thanks'. It wasn't too shocking that Potter had changed because of her. Or was it?

Whatever, Lily shook herself mentally. She glanced at the clock in the Gryffindor common room, groaning to herself. Great. Rounds. She rolled her eyes, and walked over to Potter and his mates.

"Potter, rounds"

"Thanks. I'll meet you outside the tower", he packed up his books in his book bag, and sidestepped Sirius's pathetic attempt at a trip.

"You're welcome", Lily walked away.

Once James finally came out of the portrait hole, they walked down the hallway in an uncomfortable silence. After almost two hours of Lily being stubborn, and James being silent, Lily finally tried to break the silence.

"So Potter, if we're gonna work together, I have to know something about you", the silence was cutting like a knife.

"Alright", Potter conceded,"My favorite color is red, my favorite food is treacle tart, and my favorite Quidditch team is the Falmouth Falcons. What about you?"

"You don't know my favorite color after practically stalking me for six years?", Lily raised her eyebrows inquiringly.

"Good point", Potter's lips turned up into his trademark grin.

The rest of rounds were relatively pleasant, with James defending his favorite Quidditch team, and Lily attacking with what little she knew about Quidditch.

After rounds were done, they walked up to the Fat Lady.

"Cornish Pastry"

"No", the Fat Lady yawned sleepily.

Lily gave James a confused look, "Did you change the password?"

"No, did you?"

"Why would I change the password?"

James shrugged,"Maybe Dumbledore changed it"

"It's worth a shot", Lily felt a stab of frustration at Dumbledore.

"Lemon Drops"

"No"

"Cornish Pixie"

"No"

"Um", Lily searched for random facts about Dumbledore,"erodelbumD"

The Fat Lady raised an eyebrow and James gave her a strange look,"no"

Almost half an hour later, they were still guessing.

"I have a lovely bunch of coconuts", Lily said, cursing Dumbledore to Godric's Hallow and back.

"No"

"Cornish Pride"

"No"

"Go Monty Python", James yawned, and messed up his hair tiredly.

The Fat Lady's portrait hole opened up, and Lily looked at James with confusion.

"How do you know about Monty Python?"

"Remus has a thing for muggle bands"

"Oh, ok", Lily yawned,"Goodnight, Potter"

"Goodnight Evans", Potter walked up the stairs to the boy's dormitories.

"James, it's Lily"

James looked at her tiredly with an expression of something Lily couldn't decipher, "What?"

"Call me Lily", Lily felt shock running through her veins. She hadn't meant to say that, but as she thought about it, it was better now than never. She gave him a small smile, and walked to the girl's dormitories, nerves frozen in shock. She and Potter, no James, had a non Head duties related polite discussion. That would definitely take some getting used to