Chapter Two: You're Kidding, Right?

Lily and Logan got to her class, and they stopped.

"Well, I have to get to my Charms class," Logan told her.

"Okay, talk to you later," Lily said.

Logan then leaned down and kissed her on the cheek just as James walked up. Logan walked away and James came up to a smiling Lily.

"Why do you like him, Lily?" James demanded.

"Who said that I liked him?" Lily asked, blushing, and started walking into Professor McGonagall's room.

"Oh please, Evans," James said, following her inside. "You blush and giggle whenever he's around. When have you ever blushed or giggled before?"

Lily sat down, but didn't answer.

"Why do you like him?" James asked again, sitting down next to her.

"Because he's sweet and nice and funny and not intrusive, like some people I know," Lily explained.

"Lily!" Bridget said as she came into the classroom. "Is this how it is? You find a boy that happens to be cute and irresistible, and you just run-ooh."

Bridget was cut off mid-sentence by an attractive-looking guy that Lily had never seen before. She rushed off to go say hi to him. Meaning, she rushed off to a broom closet to snog.

The bell rang just before Sirius ran into the classroom.

"You're late, Mr. Black," Professor McGonagall said sharply.

"Oh, that's a lovely shade of back you're wearing, Minerva," He gushed.

"That's Professor McGonagall to you, Black," She corrected.

Sirius sat down in between James and Remus, and got out the parchment and started passing notes.

Three feet of the parchment later, the bell rang again, and everyone packed up their stuff to leave.

"Miss Evans, Mr. Potter, could I speak to you for a moment, please?" Professor McGonagall said.

"Um…sure," They said.

After all of their classmates had left, McGonagall looked up from her desk and said, "Lily, I'm sorry to tell you this, but you're failing."

Lily just stared at her while it sunk in. "What?"

"I think that you need to find a tutor, which is why I've also called Mr. Potter here."

James smirked, and Lily's eyes widened.

"You're kidding, right?" Lily said in disbelief.

"I think it would be a good idea if Mr. Potter were your tu-" the professor started.

"Professor, why him?" Lily asked.

"He has the highest grade in all of my classes, and he understands the material," McGonagall explained.

"I can't work with him." Lily told her.

"Really?" James asked. "I've always thought we made a good team."

"What's more important to you, Miss Evans, your pride or your grade?" the annoyed professor asked.

"What time?" Lily asked, glaring at her new tutor.

"Is seven good?" James asked for the second time that day.

"Perfect." Lily said, sarcastically.

Later that day, Lily made her way to a vacated classroom to go to her first study session with James. The very idea made her want to puke.

"Hey, Lily," James said, his trademark lopsided grin in place.

"Okay, I want to clarify something before we start," Lily told him. "Number one: just because you're my tutor doesn't mean we're all buddy-buddy now. Number two: This is temporary. This is just a rough point in my schooling career, and will continue only until I get back up a passing grade. Number three: You are to tell no one. Only me, you and McGonagall know, and let's keep it that way."

"I'll agree to all that…" James told her.

"Okay good."

"On one condition."

"So close."

"I'm your new boyfriend," James told her.

"You're kidding, right?" Lily asked, hoping this was the last time she'd be saying that phrase that day.

"That's all. If you can't then I'll tell McGonagall that you are unteachable and you'll just have to fail."

"You know how low you're going, right?"

"I told you I'd do anything."

Lily sighed a defeated sigh, thinking of Logan and how much she hated James, "Fine."

James smiled, "Great."

"Hey, Lily," Logan said, coming up to her on her way the Great Hall.

"Hey Logan," Lily said, and she smiled at him. He reached out his arms for her books and she handed them to him.

"I'll take the books," James said, taking them from Logan.

"I'm carrying them," Logan said, coolly.

"Yes, but I'm her boyfriend, and carrying books is in the job description," James told him.

"What?" Logan asked looking at Lily.

"Yeah. You heard right. I'm her boyfriend." James grinned, triumphantly.

"Lily?" Logan asked her, hoping she'd contradict this stupid lie.

"It's true," Lily said, regretfully.

"Alright," Logan said. "Well, I'll see you when you come back to your senses, Evans."

The harshness in his voice made Lily flinch.

"You suck," Lily informed James and she stormed off to sit with her friends.

A/N: Poor Lily. Don't worry, James matures. But yeah. Doctors have now proven that giving me a review is good for your health. And you should always listen to your doctor. :-)