A/N- Based on the song 'This Little Girl' By Cady Groves. Listen to it!

Second Year

"Potter!" Lily called. He spun around, right as he was about to enter the Charms classroom.

"Yes?" She cleared her throat, and looked away awkwardly, flushed.

"Um… Would you… er… go to the dance with me?" She stuttered. James looked confused, as I what she were saying couldn't possibly be directed at him, then a grin broke out on his face.

He snorted. "Oh, this is rich! Go to the dance with me, Potter! Please? No one else is thick enough to take me, and I was hoping you were!" He doubled over in laughter. Sirius poked his head out of the classroom.

"Something wrong, Prongs?" He asked, a sadistic smirk on his flawless face.

He looked at Lily, and his face looked to be sort of a mix of pity and amusement. "Well, nothing's wrong with me, but her, I don't know about her. She thinks she actually has a chance of getting to go to the dance with me! Come on-" He paused. "What is your name?"

She stared at him incredulously. "You know, I thought you would be a gentleman, from what all the girls say about you. I thought you would have manners and be kind. I guess everyone is wrong about you. You are a bullying toerag, James Potter." She spun around to leave, then paused and looked over her shoulder at him, but not making eye contact. "I'm Lily Evans. Don't ever so much as look at me again. You don't deserve it."

She then proceeded to walk away, chin held high. Only then did James realize that the girl had been extremely beautiful. Sirius chuckled in amazement. "Prongs?" He said. James looked at him. No one had ever talked to him like that; he was always the perfect one.

"Marry that girl."

Third Year

"Lily. How many times do I have to say I'm sorry? Just go out with me already. I'm the hottest guy at Hogwarts, and you can't deny it." Lily snorted.

"You are so arrogant. I will never go out with you, and get that into your thick skull," Her emerald eyes glared into his chocolate ones, and she added, "And I most certainly can deny what isn't true."

"Lily! I am and you know it. I know you like me."

"I swear if you ever talk to me again I will set a restraining charm on you."

James huffed and promised to ask her out again tomorrow.

Sixth Year

Everyone was gathered around the two students, looking for a good wizards' duel between Hogwarts' two favorite archenemies.

"Lily! Just go out with me! I've changed, I swear!" James dodged another one of Lily's infamous hexes, and the ring of students dodged with him. The redhead's curses were the worst when she was with James. "Why won't you give me a chance?"

"I've given you plenty of chances!" James half sobbed, half laughed. "One chance. In second year."

"Ha! When you blatantly rejected me and then somehow decided I was the love of your life, then tried to force me to go out with you, multiple times! That was one too many chances, because it took everything I had to ask you to that dance, and you just laughed in my face!"

James froze in his tracks. "That's what this is about?" Lily narrowed her eyes.

"Um, yes!" She sent a flash of blue light his way and the circle of wizards and witches parted again. "How clueless are you?"

"Lily!" He took one stride towards her, and she pointed her wand at his nose. He held his hands up.

"I'm two steps from the edge. Don't push me over it."

"Please, I need to talk to you."

"Watch out you don't push me any further, Potter."

"Lily! Listen to me!"

"James, I swear if you take one more step I will kill you."

"You couldn't kill someone, Lily."

"Maybe this little girl is capable of murder, because you hurt her, and every girl is capable of murder when you do that. You're not the only one walking around with a curse on your tongue."

"I'm doing this because we need to talk. Privately," He threw a glare at the crowd, who reluctantly dissipated. He took a step towards her cautiously, and when she didn't react, he pulled her into his arms. "Who knew that someone could hold a grudge for that long?" He chuckled and tucked her head under his chin. "I'm sorry. I should never have treated you like that, and you deserve so much better than someone like me. That's why I'm letting you go."

Lily reluctantly admitted to herself that she didn't want him to let her go, and she didn't know why, but being with him just felt good. It wasn't as if she liked him, but she did want to be friends, if only so they wouldn't have to fight all the time.

"James?" She up at him through her eyelashes.

"Yes, we can be friends." He smiled at her; not his usual sexy smirk, but an actual smile that outwardly portrayed his happiness. It was a nice change.

Seventh Year

"Lillllllllyyyykiiiinnnssss! Wake up! The first day of being a Head student with your best friend James is here!" Lily groaned and turned over in her comfortable new bed.

"LilyLilyLilyLilyLilyLily wake up now!" He shook her shoulder and she slammed her pillow over her head. James jumped on top of her and started to tickle her.

The poor girl writhed and screeched under his grasp and escaped from the bed, fleeing into their mini kitchen. (Yes, the Heads' dorms had a mini kitchen. Jealous?) James laughed manically. "Knew that would wake you up." She glared at him, and backed further into a corner. He started to come closer, and as he did so, he put his arms in front of him, imitating a zombie.

Lily squeaked and sat down on the floor, curling herself into a ball of auburn hair and flannel pajamas. James plopped down beside her, and she unfolded herself from the Lily pretzel, looking at him.

"Happy first day of our last year here, Lils. I'm glad we could be friends for it."

"Me too." Lily fought the urge to lay her head on his shoulder.

Late Seventh Year

"I can't believe this is the last school dance we'll ever go to, even though we've still got a month of actual school," Chelsea remarked. Lily and Marlene nodded in agreement.

"So have either of you gotten dates yet? Lily asked.

"I'm going with this gorgeous Ravenclaw sixth year, Tyler Threshwood," Marlene said.

"I'm going with my spoon," Chelsea said.

Marlene stared at her. "You're not even joking, are you?" Chelsea just stared back, as if daring her to say anything else.

"So, what about you, Lils?" Marlene asked. "Got a date?" Lily smiled sadly.

"I may go with my spoon, too." She said.

"Aw, you'll find someone, Lily. You're one of the prettiest girls in school, how could you not?"

"You'd be surprised."

"Well, is there anyone you want to go with?" Chelsea asked.

"Not really," She replied.

"Oh, sure." Marlene smirked.

Lily sighed and stared off into the distance. "Well, there is someone, but we're just friends." Her two friends exchanged glances and faint smiles.

"Is it James?" They asked in unison. Lily looked at them, mortified.

"Ugh! Hell no! I would like to stay friends with that." Her friends were, as you could guess, confused with this.

"Then who is it?"

"It's… er… Xenophilius Lovegood."

"That Raven fifth? Lily, that's social suicide. Ew." Marlene said. Chelsea glanced imploringly at the blonde.

"Well, he's nice to me, plus, it isn't like I want to date him, I just want to go to the dance with him."

"Lily, whatever you want to do. He does seem nice, though."

"Um, okay." Xenophilius said. "I'll go to the dance with you. But why would you ask me?" Puzzlement wrote itself on Lily's face.

"Why wouldn't I ask you?"

"Because Sirius Black is planning to ask you, everyone knows. Well, except you, apparently."