Chapter 1: Cause You're Soo Damn Sexy!
"Do you have to make my life a living HELL?" She screamed at him, the sardonic expression on his face heated the core of her anger.
"Come on Evans, you don't really want me to answer that do you?" A contented smile played across his face.
"Well, what would you say if I did?!" He stood at the other end of the hall; students began to stick their heads out of the surrounding classroom doors to find out what all of the ruckus was about.
"Hmmm…" The boy with a mocking smile grabbed a chunk of his thick black hair and held onto it for affect.
"Well I guess I would say I do it because…" He took a second to think until an impish smile spread across his face.
By this time students began to pile out of the classrooms and lean on the walls to watch the argument.
"I guess it's because I think you're just so damn sexy whilst you're mad." The words rung around the hall like a swarm of blind bats, ricocheting off of the walls until the students all began to laugh. Subtle at first, the laughter soon became louder and louder until the flustered girl could handle it no more.
"JAMES POTTER, YOU ARE A WICKED, WICKED BOY!" The girl screamed over the crowd who had now begun to chant: 'Lily loves James! Lily loves James!'
"Oh, come on Lily! Just admit it, you can't keep you're eyes off me!"
"WATCH ME!" Lily yelled as she turned on her heel and walked away from the laughter and wolf whistles and chants of: 'Lily loves James'.
"Nice one Prongs!" A big hand clapped James on the back as its owner joined the Gryffindor table at lunch. James choked and spat a piece of chicken onto his plate.
A tubby boy, whom the other boys called Wormtail, cringed across the table.
James laughed, "Thank you, Padfoot." He bowed modestly, nearly dipping his nose in the choked up chicken.
The pale boy with thin brown hair, who sat next to Wormtail, rolled his eyes.
"Couldn't you have waited until I was out of Potions before you decided to put any plan into action?" The one named Padfoot sulked.
"Honestly Sirius, what James did was not a very mature thing to do, Lily could have been hurt…" The thin haired boy was cut off.
"Oh Moony, you sound like my mother! Sirius this, Sirius that! Actually, my mother was more like Sirius; you're a disgrace to this family! Blah, blah, blah!" The boys laughed at Sirius' impersonation of his mother.
"Yeah Remus, loosen up! It's not that hard!" James tucked his hands behind his head and leaned back on the bench as if he was laying down, looking at the clouds. His feet held him balanced by gripping onto a wooden post on the table.
"Ok James, I'll loosen up... how's this for a start?" The one called Remus pulled James feet off of the horizontal table post sending him falling backwards off of the chair.
The boys laughed hysterically and after James gotten over the shock, he joined in too.
"That bloody git!" Lily flopped down onto her bed, shoved her face in her pillow, and screamed as loud as she could.
The girl next to her put the parchment she was writing on, on her bedside table and rolled onto her back.
"What did he do now?" She asked, rather agitated at having to stop her letter.
Lily sat up and begun her story without any recognition to the irritation of the girl who was still holding her quill.
"I was on my way back to the common room after Muggle Studies and I hear a coat of armor rattle as I'm walking down the hall. I spin around and no one's there so I continue on. I keep walking and all of a sudden a portrait practically jumps off of the wall! Well, lets just say that poor sleeping Gregory the Great was NOT happy when he was awoken to find himself on the ground and me the only one in the hall." Lily let out a sigh.
"So I turn back around and walk into something hard. I fall over backwards, look up and there is the hand, that had just hit me in the head; floating in mid air, with no arm attatched!
Ok, so I freak out a little, I stand up and touch the hand, so were palm to palm, and you know what happens?"
The girl with the jaded expression raised her eyebrows.
"The hand linked with mine, then next thing I know I'm spun around, so I'm leaning backwards in thin air, something smacks my lips and I'm being kissed!"
The girl's jaded expression is no more. She gets onto her knees on her bed and asks anxiously: "Who was it?"
"James bloody Potter!" Lily growls.
The girl lets out a sigh of relief. "Lils, the boy's teased you and pranked you since first year…"
"I know! I pushed him and fell on my ss and then I look up and Potter is standing there with a malicious grin on his face, and that bloody invisibility cloak in his hand!"
The girl who sunk back onto her backside and crossed her legs looked out the far window in wonder.
"What is it Amanda?" Lily asked desperately.
"Well, I read this muggle magazine the other day and it had an article on why boys pick on girls…"
Lily suddenly wished she hadn't asked.
"And?" She asks, the urge to find out the answer overwhelms her.
"And they say the boys do it as to get the girls attention, because they like them."
"EWWW!" Lily broke out. "This is JAMES POTTER we're talking about! Gross! Those stupid Muggle magazines don't know anything!"
"Suit you're self." The Amanda girl raised her hands in retreat and went back to her letter.
Lily pulled a book from the drawer next to her and began to read.
How could anyone thing James would like me? Ewww, as if I'd ever like James!
Lily thought about it for a second… but only a second.