In the beginning there was the two of us, and we were the best of friends. Yes, that's right, I Lily Evans was best friends with James Potter.

It all started in primary school, grade 5. James had been at the school since kindergarten and I had just moved to town. It was my first day and I was walking to school when I heard a shout.

"HEY...HEY WAIT UP!" Shouted a tall boy with messy black hair. He ran to catch up with me. "I'm James, James Potter. Are you going to school here?" He pointed at the school up the road and I nodded.

"Yes I am, my name is Lily Evans, I moved to town last week. I'm just starting grade 5."

"You should be in my class then. I'll show you around the school, it will be great." He grinned and offered his hand, I took it and calmed significantly. The wind calmed down and suddenly a leaf that had been falling off the tree beside us turned into a butterfly and fluttered over and landed on my nose.

"You… you're magic!" He whispered excitedly. "I didn't know anyone else in town was!"

"I'm WHAT?" I exclaimed rather loudly. "Magic is for little kids, its not real."

"You're a witch! You have to be! In a town full of muggles like this I didn't expect one but here you are! How else could you have turned that leaf into a butterfly?" He seemed in awe and gazed into my eyes. I of course having a typical red head temper responded wonderfully.

"Fuck off Potter. I'm no freak" She remembered the last time she had done something that simply couldn't be explained. Petunia had called her a freak. She had promised herself she wouldn't do it again.

"Its okay! You aren't a freak! You are magic! Look I am too, just come over to my house after school and I'll show you." I looked him in the eye skeptically but nodded my head.

"You had better be telling the truth Potter" He grinned a giantly and pulled me into school.

"We go to the gym to find out which class we are in, but don't worry I'm sure we will be in the same class." As we entered the gym he pulled me over to the grade 5 section and scanned a list, finding himself on it but not me. I looked at him sadly and as I was about to speak a look of determination crossed his face. Focusing hard he stared at the list and all of the sudden my name was on it. He brought us to the teacher and my name was on her list too. Magic indeed.

"How did you do that?" I hissed at him, not wanting others to hear.

"I told you, its magic"

"Ya, but I can't control mine! You did that by choice!"

"I'll explain at my house. Just be patient, we can't talk in school!"

The day seemed to drag on, as the final bell rang I jumped up from my seat, packed up my homework and found James. He took my hand and silently directed me to his house where he explained the world and my future. Little did I know that a year from now I would be screaming at him on the Hogwarts Express.