Chapter One – First Things First

A/N – Ok so this is my first fanfic. So don't butcher me please!!! This is written for a friend of mine who is a huge marauder fan. I only hope I can live up to her expectations! Anyway constructive criticism is much appreciated – just give me something to sweeten me up before you hack my story to pieces. That is, if this deserves a review. Lol. Thanks for giving it a try anyway, eh! This is set in James and Lily's seventh year when they are Head Boy and Girl!!!

Disclaimer – I don't own anything you may recognize here. Trunks... mirrors... trains... oh and JK's characters of course!

Lily Evans frowned at her reflection. Her clothes were neat and ironed and her hair was brushed to perfection.

Boring, she thought.

For years she had been such a nice girl. Never a hair out of place, always looking immaculate.

And that's why you don't have a social life. No one invites the girl who looks like a miniature version of her mother.

But this year was going to be different. She glanced over at her open trunk where a short skirt lay and a low-cut top. Her mother had been shocked at her purchases but she was determined that she was going to be noticed this year.

Looking back down at her knee-length skirt and plain white shirt she sighed.

Just not yet, she thought.

She turned at the sound of her father calling her name and, resigned, picked up her trunk and made her way to the car.

James Potter strutted along the platform. He looked good and he knew it. Then he halted in his tracks. A tall boy with black hair and a cocky grin was leaning out of a compartment window.

"Oi, Potter! Get your pompous arse over here!" Sirius called, earning a few reproachful glares from various well-to-do parents.

James walked towards the window, and picking up his trunk, shoved it through the window. He then proceeded to climb through the window with the assistance of an enthusiastic Sirius. He was half way through the window when the train started moving. Kicking his legs madly, James struggled to keep himself inside the train, eventually landing head first onto the floor. He sneezed violently, making his eyes water before grinned up at Remus who was looking at James with amusement.

"Hey there, Moony. Having fun sitting back while I almost fall out of a moving train?"

"James, with a head like yours, I always knew you were going to have trouble getting through," Remus shot back, lifting his legs out of reach of James' flailing arms.

"You know, you're quite right Moony. Prongs over here does have an abnormally large head!" Sirius laughed.

James tried to kick Sirius from where he was on the floor, while Peter laughed on the seat opposite Remus.

But James quickly stopped when the compartment door slid open. He didn't have to look up to know who it was. The plain black school shoes in front of him still bore marks where James had tried to charm them to cha-cha non-stop.

"Well, well, Potter. It seems you've finally realised that your place is at my feet," Snape drawled.

James got up to look Snape in the eye. He was pleased to see that he was just as tall. He could feel Sirius, Remus and Peter standing behind to him, ready to back him up in a duel, if necessary.

"Being having a bit of a cry, Potter?" Snape said, gesturing to his watering eyes. "Did Black finally dump you?"

Sirius lunged forward, but was held back by Remus and Peter. James was just about to reply with what he thought was a hilarious comeback when fate intervened.

In the form of Lily Evans.

"What is going on here?" she snapped, hands on hips.

"I-oh... well you see... um..."

"Severus, get out of here and try not to cause any trouble."

Snape sneered at Lily, muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'Mudblood' and stormed off.

James beamed at Lily, clearly oblivious to what was coming next.

"And you!" she cried, poking James in the chest. "You were meant to come with me to meet up with the prefects! Some Head Boy you are."

Sirius smirked, not used to hearing someone call his best friend Head Boy.

"Yeah that's right, you man-of-authority you. Go out and make us proud!"

Sirius wiped away fake tears and waved after James' retreating back.

"... And here's the complete list of this year's prefects, and here's a list of the Hogsmeade visits, and last of all, here's your copy of the school rules."

Lily dumped a large, worn book on top of the large pile of sheets that lay in James' arms. The sorting had only just finished and already Lily had called him away to a meeting. His stomach grumbled at the thought of all the food he could be consuming.

"And don't you even think about going and eating NOW! If you dare get one speck of food on these documents, I will skin you alive and then boil the flesh off your bones!" Lily threatened.

"Ok, ok! I'll go put them away!" James sighed, his appetite lessened by the horrible graphic images that had just been flashing through his head.

He reluctantly trudged up the stairs towards the Gryffindor tower. The Fat Lady seemed surprised to see him and started to drill him on why he wasn't down at the Feast. Thankfully, after muttering the password (bagel chips) he was allowed in. He dumped his stuff on his bed and hurried down to the Great Hall. He was dismayed to find that dinner was over but soon cheered up again when he found that dessert wasn't. Sitting down next to Sirius, he piled his plate high with cheesecake, apple pie, ice cream and chocolate mousse.

"Right on, Prongs! Go for gold!" Remus laughed.

James grinned through his food but his grin turned into a frown when he noticed Lily's look of disgust.

"What? I don't have my forms here do I?" he said, his mouth still full.

Lily made a noise of disgust before turning her back on him.

She found herself looking over at the Slytherin table. She could see Severus Snape sitting there, not touching the dessert, and scowling at everyone else who was eating.

He's the complete opposite of James, that's for sure, she thought.

As if knowing she was thinking of him, Snape looked up Lily. She shivered as his black eyes bore into her own. Looking away, she tried to forget how haunting he had looked with his pale skin and black eyes.

Severus sat at the table, a feeling of disgust in his stomach. The cheery desserts sat in front of him, full of their sweet sugary goodness. He might have had some if it were not for the scene that Potter was making at the table opposite him. He was eating like he had been starved for months. Suddenly, Severus could feel a strange twinge like someone was watching him, he averted his eyes and saw Lily Evans, staring back at him. Her emerald eyes were filled with something that looked like pity. Then she shivered and turned away from him.

Had enough of the staring contest already, Evans? he thought to himself.

He smirked at the thought of what Potter would think if he had caught Lily staring at him.

He'd probably be jealous the attention wasn't on him.

His smirk deepened as his thoughts became malicious.

"Hail the KING of the cheesecake!" Sirius cried, falling to his knees in front of James as he entered the dormitory.

James placed one hand on Sirius' head and held the other one out.

"Thank you, my people!"

Sirius grabbed the hand that was on his head and used it to push James to the floor.

"What happened to me being the king?" he asked, struggling to wrestle Sirius off of him.

"We're having a revolution! LA RESISTANCE!" Sirius cried, pinning James to rug.

"Now, now, ladies no need to fight over me," Remus said from his bed where he was reading.

"You wish, Moony! I'm prettier than you are. They're fighting over me!" Peter called from the other side of the room.

"Don't be fools! I'm the prettiest of you all! Ask any girl with good eyesight!" Sirius yelled, getting off of James.

Thankful to have gotten off of the floor for the second time that day, James walked stiffly over to his bed.

"So, Prongs, what were you doing with Lily during dinner?" Remus asked.

Sirius laughed loudly.

"Yeah, James, were you playing Head Boy and naughty schoolgirl?"

James threw his pillow at a now howling Sirius.

"She was just giving me the rules."

"Oh, so that's what they call it these days," Peter retorted.

James rolled over, determined to block out the comments of his friends. There was nothing between him and Lily.

Wasn't there?

A/N - Oh, and sorry if that sounded too Aussie. I tried!