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Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the gray.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray
Ooh, the more I get of you
The stranger it feels, yeah

~Kissed by a Rose -Seal

I had already changed into my robes so right when the clock hit noon, I booked it out of the door. The faces of my surprised friends made me laugh even though I constantly reminded them of what time I needed to leave. I was excited. To say that I didn't wonder who the Head Boy was would be a lie because honestly, it was driving me mad. I was to share a room with this boy for my entire last year at Hogwarts. I would be sleeping near him, showering near, and just overall living near him. It was extremely predominant that we get along. This of course, shouldn't be too difficult because I find myself enjoying the company of many different people. I rarely dislike someone to the point of not wanted to talk to them or even be around them. But I digress.

As I walked up to the door I felt my hands quickly jump to my skirt to straighten it out and then to my shirt to make sure everything was up to par. My adrenaline was kicking in and I couldn't stand it anymore. I slid the door open quickly and walked inside only to be surprised at what I saw. Sitting in front of me was the one boy who was an exception to all of my rules. You see, as a prefect and a woman who wants to keep her priorities in order, I pride myself on being able to calmly assess situations and fix problems while keeping a smile on my face. I found that impractically impossible to do while in the same vicinity as the boy in front of me. I didn't hate him per se; I just couldn't handle being the self-controlled and kind woman I was whenever I am around him. I find myself yelling obnoxiously and waving my wand around threatened to hex him into oblivion. I am not proud of myself of course, but it does help me smile knowing that I am the only one in school who can resist his ever present charm.

My instincts kicked in and I had to literally bit my lip to stop myself from screaming my head off. I needed to mesh. I needed to be less uptight and more freeing. I needed to calmly ask what he was doing here. I needed to…..oh fuck it! "Potter, are you blind or did you not see the "Heads Only" sign on the compartment door?" I tried to regulate the sound of my voice, which was not an easy feat.

Ever since I had slid open the door he has been staring at me steadily. His hazel eyes, which were hidden behind his famous glasses, sparkled as my self-control slipped and turned into a yelling jamboree. This was why I hated him. He loved to watch my anger boil and by golly he was good at getting it there. He leaned back on his seat to where his messy hair was flattened in the back by the wall. "Evans, it may have only been last week, but I can assure you that my mom has taught me how to read." His smirk was unbearable. It was strange because his smile usually made girls like/lust for him even more, but for me, well it just made me loathe him even more than I already did. "Can you read?" He asked curiously.

"Excuse me?" I sneered. His smile was gone and replaces with a look of pure confusion.

"I was just wondering because well, Evans, are you blind or did you not see the "James Potter Head Boy" badge that is obviously handing from my robes. " His smile returned. I wanted so badly to slap him across the face. Not because I was angry with him but because I was embarrassed. He had used my own insult against me and in the end I was the only one affected by it. I hated it when that happened and because of my short temper it happens a lot. "Okay, now that our warm welcomes are over maybe now we can get starting on the schedules." I nodded and sat down. "Well first I was thinking-"

I cut him off. "I'm sorry."

His eyes shot up to mine. "Qu'est-ce que c'est?"

My eyes widened as I turned my head a little. I wasn't sure if he expected me to know what he meant or not but I can assure you that I only speak English. After seconds of silence as the fact that his eyes haven't left mine, I assumed he wasn't going to tell me what he meant so I just explained myself. "I shouldn't have assumed that you were here to cause trouble. I mean, you can imagine my surprise seeing you here and I just thought-. The point is that I shouldn't have yelled at you, especially since you did nothing wrong."

He continued his intense stare. I felt extremely uncomfortable and hadn't planned on this even happening. Lily Evans apologizing to James Potter. To me it didn't seem that big of deal. To everyone else it probably meant that hell froze over. "Interesting." He finally said.

"What's interesting?" I said with a hint of animosity. "I am not incapable of apologizing."

"That's not true. You seem to be incapable of apologizing to me." He smirk returned. He thought this was funny. Correction, he thought everything was funny.

"I've just never had a reason to apologize to you Potter. My actions have ALWAYS been justified." I returned a smirk and leaned back.

He did the opposite and leaned forward only to mess up his hair and put his elbows on his knees. "Okay, well what about that one time when you-"

"We should probably get started. The prefect meeting will start soon." I didn't know what he was about to say and I wasn't exactly sure if my previous statement was true. I didn't know if all of my actions were justified, but I didn't need him telling me that and then having to apologize again. One apology every seven years was enough.

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The Prefects stared in awe as the Head Boy and Head Girl continued to argue in front of them. The meeting had started thirty minutes ago and they were practically done. All that was left was the issue of patrol. This caused the two heads to enter the battlefield.

"You can't just undermine me." I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"I wasn't undermining you, I was just-"

"Oh, I think I know what undermine means."

"I never said you didn't. " James tried to explain.

"You implied it!"

"All I wanted was to give some input!"

"You interrupted me."

"You wouldn't let me talk."

"Why should I let you talk? You weren't even a prefect so you don't know what you are talking about! You need to learn the ropes before you jump on a horse and gallop across the country!"

"Wow, that analogy was interesting!"

"Oh shut up!"

"All I said before was I think they should be able to pick their own patrol partners."

"And I'm saying that they will all end up snogging if they are allowed to do that.

"Oh, Evans, I think they can control themselves."

A single hand was raised from across the compartment. James and I stopped yelling and looked at the person who raised her hand. This was Bex Brimingham, pureblood Slytherin. "I agree with James. In fact, I think that James should be the only person in charge because quite frankly, I can't see myself taking orders from a mudblood."

Before I could say anything James slammed him fists onto the table and everybody flinched. "Damn it Bex. Are you really that stupid to that in front of me? We're not even at school yet and I am going to have to give you detention."

"Excuse me? I was agreeing with you!"

"Two detentions." His said with a monotone voice.

"What?"

"For being dumb enough not to know what you did wrong. Want another." He was leaning over the desk and sneering at her. I had never seen so much hate in his eyes before. I looked down and noticed that his wand had been thrown across the floor to the point that if something happened he wouldn't have been able to reach it.

"Stop!" I yelled. "Meeting's over. We will post the schedule later. Just uh, just patrol the halls." Everyone nodded in understanding and stood up to leave. Remus smiled at me which helped lift my spirits until I saw Bex and the rest of the Slytherins smirk in victory before leaving the compartment.

James sighed and stood up straight. "It's like she doesn't even care that she got detention."

"They just like getting a rise out of us." A mentioned with a low tone. I started getting the papers together but stopped when I noticed a pair of hazel eyes staring at me intensely. I turned to look at him but was only met with confusion. I couldn't tell what he was thinking or what he wanted to say. He just stared.

"Us?" He finally broke the silence. "You mean me. "

"I'm sorry?"

"They got a rise out me Evans. Not you." He walked up closer to me and as I tried to back up I had forgotten that I was right near the table. There was nowhere to back up. "It's like you don't even care what she called you."

"I didn't ask you to jump to rescue me."

"Then who would?" He stepped closer. "I am not going to stand around and listen to them call you that." He signed and turned around to grab his wand. "Do you know why my wand was over here?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Because I didn't trust myself not to hex that bitch Slytherin. Not the smartest move for me to make I admit."

"I can stick up for myself." I crossed my arms and started shoving the papers into my bag.

"Yeah, you can stick up for yourself when it doesn't matter. You stick up for yourself around me, but I would never hurt you. But when those Slytherins insult you, you don't say anything. You don't do anything and they know that. They know you are afraid of them. I think you need to get your priorities straight." He stood there expected me to respond. But I couldn't. My throat felt constricted and if I made even the slightest noise, I would break. I breathed heavily and composed myself enough to say something before leaving.

"I will make the patrol sheets for this month. It will be posted in the Prefects room." I breathed deeply again before walking out.

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