They say behind every guy that's a jerk there's a girl that broke his heart. When Lily Evans called me a jerk, I told her this. She said, "Oh yeah Potter? And what girl has ever broken your heart? You've had just about every girl over the age of fifteen in this whole damn school!" Then she bustled off.

Evans, oh silly Evans, how beautiful she is even when she's so mad at me… Evans you don't understand then, what a silly Lily. Gorgeous Evans with that fiery red hair and a temper to match.

The next day I bumped into Evans at breakfast, probably because I couldn't stop staring into her eyes, they are like a sea of emeralds, easy to get lost in, hard to find your way back out. "Sorry Evans." I said as I helped her up. "Ever figure out that girl that's broken your heart Potter?" She said back as she huffed off.

Yes Lily, I did. I knew exactly who it was, but to this day, I haven't given up on her. Yes Evans, I knew right when you asked me. You. But it's okay, I won't be giving up, kind of like you won't be giving up on calling me a jerk.