A/N: A Lily and James (mainly) fanfic. Please be nice, this is my first fanfiction. Thank you to my beta and best friend, Moody-Jamu!

Disclaimer (applies to whole fic): I do not own Harry Potter.

Enjoy!

Ch. 1 – Enjoy the Holidays, Will You?

Lily POV:

It was August.

I couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts for my fifth year. This was the year couples came together, the year for O.W.L.s, the year that would change my whole life as a witch (okay, I know I'm being a bit dramatic).

I wanted to meet all my friends. Most of them were in a certain group called the Marauders. They were complete idiots, but they could be fun at times. Padfoot, Wormtail, Moony, and Prongs. Just kidding… obviously not their real names, just pseudonyms. Anyway, their real names are Sirius, Peter, Remus, and… James. I knew all them better than they knew themselves… well, except for James.

James Potter. He wasn't a player (maybe…), but he was an overconfident git. Okay, maybe not that bad, but I didn't know him that well. He never seemed to want to talk to me when I came along.

I wonder what my friends are doing now.

Sirius POV:

Ugh. Where the bloody hell is James? Late. That's what he is. I didn't think I can stand one more second in this bloody house with these bloody people (I have extremely strong feelings). Even staring at all those posters of naked muggle girls is getting irritating. I never thought that was possible!

What's that noise? "Hey, hey, Siri!"

What, who said that? "Regulus, if that's you, go to hell!"

"You git, it's me, James, come look near the window."

Yes! He's here! "James, you're two bloody hours late."

"Hey, do you know how hard it is to try and go somewhere right in front of my mum's nose? And I couldn't forget your little surprise, could I?"

"You sound like a boyfriend talking to his girlfriend, not that – ugh, never mind. Let's go already."

And just then I see two heads pop up, very nearly scaring the shit out of me.

"Pete? Moony?"

"How's my surprise now?" James mutters from the background.

"Shut your bloody mouth, Jamie."

"Fine, fine, come on!"

-One Hour Later-

"Finally we're here!" I mutter in relief.

Not a second too soon, we all hear, "James Charlus Potter!"

Prongs turned an uneasy shade of purple as he turned around and saw Ms. Potter standing right in front of him. James towered over her but as she got more and more angry, he cowered below her.

"Sneaking off in the middle of the night… no note… but you couldn't care less if I were worried sick."

Ms. Potter looked at Wormtail, Moony, and I, who were all backed one step away.

"How glad I am to see you boys," she said, smiling sweetly. "You must be starving. Come in, come in."

After eating our breakfast too quickly (believe me, Ms. Potter is a wonderful cook and you wouldn't want to miss her meals for anything), we decided that we would go to Diagon Alley tomorrow.

Remus POV:

Mmmm. That was good food, especially since nothing tastes good to a werewolf, not that Ms. Potter knew that.

"Shall we go up to our rooms?" Wormtail asked.

"Sure. You coming, Prongs?" Padfoot asked.

"Huh… oh, yeah." Prongs said after having a "talk" with his mum.

I entered my room and saw that my owl had delivered some mail.

"Hey! Lily send us an owl!" I told the other Marauders as I entered Prong's room.

"Wait –" James said.

"Great. Tell us what she said!" Siri told me, interrupting James.

"She wants to meet us in Diagon Alley tomorrow."

"Good. Tell her ten thirty should be good." Siri answered.

"Wait! Who the bloody hell is this Lily you all seem so excited to meet?" James asked.

We all stood there staring at him with our mouths wide open enough to fit in at least twenty candies.

"You've never seen her?" I asked.

"Not even a glance?" Wormtail asked.

"Are you kidding me?" Sirius asked bluntly, in perfect unison.

"Uh… no? Who is she?"

"She's a muggle-born in our year. We all know her and are friends with her. Oh, and she's a redhead and has the most emerald-y eyes!"

"She sounds stupid." James said, rolling his eyes.

James POV:

Remus grinned wolfishly. "Because she's a muggle-born… I never thought you would have prejudice against them."

I fell on my bed, sighing dramatically, not even bothering to defend myself in a case against Moony.

"Alright," Remus said, "You'll just have to meet and judge her tomorrow. Good night!"

And with that, the Marauders left my room, and I was left wondering how my meeting with Lily Evans would be. To be quite honest (which I never am) I do think I love her, but no way in hell am I telling any of the Marauders that.

A/N: Well? What do you think? Review please! Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.

Chappy 2 is under construction.