It's starting to rain just a bit. We've been riding on the Hogwarts Express for about an hour now and I've been sitting in the room of the car all by myself. Not that I'm complaining. People tend to get on my nerves sometimes, not everyone, I had some friends here at Hogwarts, but I preferred books over people. I hear the door slide open. It takes me a moment to actually be bothered as to who just entered my territory. I look over to see Potter. He looks at me with a smirk on his face.

"What?" I snap at him. I didn't mean for it to sound hostile. It just slipped.

"Oh, nothing," he continued to say as the smirk on his face lingered. He closed the door behind him and pulled the shade on the window of the door down so no one could see in.

I instantly tensed. "Potter, just tell me what the bloody hell you're doing." Instead of answering me, he ignores me. He walks over to and sits down next to me. I can feel those butterflies in my stomach again. I'm not sure why I'm doing it, but I'm leaning toward him, as if I'm a magnet. James smells of what you would expect a handsome boy to smell like. The smell enchanted me and I was left wanting him more. "James, I-"

'Shh." He interrupted me. Usually I would be angry with a person who interrupted me, but I guess I could forgive him now.

James pressed his lips against mine. They were warm, soft and strong; the perfect combination. And then, I did something that was even more of a shock to both of us; I kissed him back. Sparks started to fly everywhere. I wanted him more and more, and I could tell he wanted me more by him leaning into me every time our lips moved. I put my fingers through his dark hair, getting lost and feeling like I was in heaven. I felt James's hand touch my back, pulling me closer to him and I allowed it. I wanted more, but something happened.

"Lily?" I heard James ask.

"Why'd you stop?" I ask him.

"Lily? Lily, wake up." The voice didn't belong to James anymore. In fact, it belonged to a new prefect for this year in the Ravenclaw house. I looked at her, her blonde hair and blue eyes were full of wonder and curiosity. She was leaning over me. Apparently, I had fallen asleep against the window in the room of the car. Rain does make me tired, especially when it's dark like it is outside. Once my eyes were aware of what was happening, she explained.

"We'll be at Hogwarts in 25 minutes. You should get ready, being that you're in fact the headgirl. I shouldn't even be telling you this." She shook her head as if I were a problem, walked out of the room and slammed the door behind her.

"I never understood the temper of some Ravenclaws."

I look across from me to see Remus Lupin eating chocolate. He was looking at the door, but his attention came back to me.

"Chocolate?" He offered.

"Yes please!" I said as giddy as a schoolgirl.

He broke me off a piece of his chocolate bar and devoured it. It was like a sweet wonderland.

"Wait, have you been in here this whole time?" I ask him seriously.

"Yes, along with James."

"Wait, what?"

"James and I have been in here for a while. Well, James was in here first. But I quickly followed behind him-"

"So, Potter was in here. For how long exactly?"

"I'd call it about 30 minutes. And then I came in, so you can go ahead and add another 30 minutes to that. Which puts us at an hour of being in here."

I nodded at his explanation. I'm still somewhat angry at the fact that Remus could've woken me up instead of that Ravenclaw.

"So where's Potter now?" I say with a hint of disgust.

"Well he went- here."

I look up to see James had entered the room.

"We're just talking about ya, mate." Remus said like it was usual. Well hardy-ha-ha but in my spare time I don't talk about Potter to his friends. I instantly blush.

"What? No we weren't. We were talking about um-" I couldn't think about anything. James sat down at the seat across from me.

"About what?" James asked, "If it's about how attractive I am, I already know." He said with a chuckle.

"Big headed git," I mumble.

"What's that?" He put his hand to his ear playfully. He knows what I said. "Hottest guy in Hogwarts? I know. Thank you for telling, Evans."

I roll my eyes and continue to look out the window. "Some things don't change do they?"

"Some do, some don't." He answered me.

"That was a rhetorical question, Potter," I mumble to him.

"A what?"

I sigh, "Never mind."

A few moments pass when the castle appears. I stand up to put my cloak on and I look down at Remus and Potter who have yet to do anything. As a matter of fact, it looked like Potter was actually asleep. How in the world can a boy get into a deep sleep like that in less than five minutes? I look down at Potter again. You know how some people say that people look more innocent when they sleep? Well, I guess it rang true. I didn't want to disturb Potter. I actually wanted to crawl up beside him and cuddle with- Stop it Lily! For all that is holy, stop thinking things like that!

I ruffle his hair and yell, "Oi, Potter. Get up. We'll be at Hogwarts in like, five minutes."

His eyes lazily adjust to everything, but he seems to keep looking at me. "I could get used to a wakeup call like this."

"What? No, come on, get up."

"I'm getting there, woman." He straightened up in his seat, doing nothing but sitting there, "Why are women so pushy?"

I ignored his ignorance. But Remus shrugged as if he were agreeing with him. I roll my eyes and I find Potter's cloak on my seat. In fact, it looks like it was covering me when I was sleeping by the looks of it. But, Potter would never do that. Would he? Unless there was some kind of curse that would rub of you, maybe. I throw his cloak at him.

"C'mon Potter. Now."

'Why are you always like this, Evans?"

"Me? What about you?" I snap back.

"I'm just gonna, let you two be…" Remus mumbled as he quickly got up and left the room.

"What about me?" He really wants to know.

"Well let's see here, Potter," I almost growl at him, "You always try to get under my skin! I don't know why, but you do." My voice rises.

"How? Name one example." His voice wasn't rising with mine like it usually does. It just stayed… Calm almost.

"Well lets see here, in fourth year you yelled to everyone that I was on my period. Last year, you hid my books so I would have to be late for my most important class, but your only solution to giving me back my books were to be if I snogged you. And may I remind you when-"

He grabbed my shoulders so I would stop talking. He looked me deep in the eye as if it were a way of forgiving him. My stomach does that weird butterfly effect again. "And what is one thing that all of those have in common?" He asked me sincerely.

"That you're a big headed, egoistical git."

"What? No," He shook his head, "all of those things I did in the past. Name one thing that I have done to you so far this year."

"You were in here while I was sleeping, Potter." My voice was lowering.

"Yes, but did I do anything that would, get under your skin?"

"You put your bloody cloak on top of me while I was sleeping!"

"And how would that be 'getting under your skin'?"

I think for a moment. He had a point. He was just being kind. I had no answer for him.

He sighed. "Lily, it's just, this year is our last year here… Together,"

Together? What was this boy talking about?

"And, I just don't want to spend it you know," He looked at me as if I had an answer.

"No, I don't know."

"I just want it to be special. I don't want to spend it fighting all the time. I really, really want you to see that I've uh," He hesitates for a moment, "I've changed over the summer."

I look at him like he was insane. "Jam- Potter, a person can't change like that. Especially in a matter of two months."

"You'd be surprised, Evans."

I hardly noticed that he was still holding my shoulders. We've actually moved closer together.

"I'll make you notice that I've changed. I don't know how just yet, but I will. You'll see."

I wasn't sure how to continue this conversation at all. I looked at James's hands, which were still on my shoulders, and I shrugged them off. I looked him right in the eyes. "I uh- we have to go help the new students and uh, yeah."

He nodded blankly and followed me out. The train stopped and we helped the first years getting off the train and lead them to the boats.

Everyone had settled into their houses and was beginning to make themselves at home. I bumped into Alice Prewett on the way to the Gryffindor Tower and chatted a bit before she left and had to do some things. Later, McGonagall led Jame- Potter and me to the Heads' dorm.

"This is where you will stay. It's optional to stay here and are welcome to your house dorm anytime, though it is known for the headboy and headgirl to plan, sleep and communicate in here. No one but yourselves and Prefects are allowed to enter this room."

We nodded and thanked her for her time as she exited the room. "Oh one more thing," she added before she left the dorm, "The password is up to either of you. When you decide upon the password, whisper it into that painting over there."

"Cool," Said Potter.

"Yes indeed." McGonagall was almost completely out of the room when she turned back to us one last time, "Even though the rooms in this dorm aren't enchanted, we expect no funny business from you two."

Instantly, my face cringed. 'Funny business'? With Potter? Not in a million years, sorry to get your hopes up McGonagall. "Don't worry, Professor. Nothing of that sort will happen." I almost chuckle at the end of stating that.

She nodded her head and left completely out of the room.

"So what if that stuff does happen?" Potter said with a smirk.

"Don't worry, it won't." I tell him as I spin around on my heel and look at him. I hadn't realized how tall he's gotten over the summer. I'm pretty tall my self, above average height for a girl, but Potter is now easily over 6 feet tall.

"Well why not?" He moved closer to me, "After all, we're all alone in here. Neither your room nor my room is enchanted. Things can happen, Lily Flower."

I laugh at his remark. Wait; did he just call me Lily Flower? No way did he just give me a nickname.

He walked even closer to me, put his hands around my waist and pulled me to him. And the worst part? I wasn't fighting him off. He kissed my cheek multiple times, but right before he kissed my lips, I got out of his grasp and quickly ran over to the painting in which we set the password. I couldn't kiss James Potter, no matter my feelings toward him.

"Butter beer," I whispered to the painting. It wasn't moving at all, perhaps it wasn't supposed to. But now it knew the password and it instantly locked the door. Good distraction Lily.

I felt the same hands wrap around my waist again from behind me. And the same lips started to kiss my neck. Why wasn't I fighting this? Come on Lily, you should know better! Wait, what a good way to tease Potter by kissing him then telling him you had no feelings? It was a plan, and it was all I got at the moment.

I spin around and plant a giant kiss on his lips. I'm standing on tiptoes just to reach his mouth. My hands instantly move to his crazy hair and mess it up even more as my hands run through it. His hands found my bare skin from under my shirt and his hands started roaming. I wouldn't let him get that far, but if I were teasing him, why not make some fun out of it. He picked me up while we're still kissing and led us to the couch that happened to be in the dorm. He slammed me on the couch as he landed on top of me. His tongue was begging for entrance. And I let it happen. Our tongues fought for dominance and it was fantastic. His lips were warm and wonderful. I just wanted more. I rolled over on top of him, which led to us falling on the floor; thankfully, this woke me up from my evil plan.

I slowly stop kissing his wonderful lips and sit up. Even I wasn't sure what kind of plan I was doing. Was it even a plan? Did I just want to tease him or did I really just want to snog him at least once in my life? I wasn't sure. But no one could know of this.

"If you even mention this to a soul, you will be dead." I stand up from where I was sitting on top of him and walk to my room. A smile crept across my face as I was walking away when I heard Potter yell back to me.

"Oh you're good Evans, you're good." He chuckled. "What, no goodnight kiss for me?"

Without answering I went into my room and shut the door.

"This isn't over, Evans!" He called back.

I fall against my door and slide down to the floor with the biggest smile on my face. Damn, James Potter really was the greatest snogger.