Chapter 1

Lily glanced up at the tap on her window. Finally, my Hogwarts letter is here, she thought. She quickly unlocked her window and pushed it open. The owl pushed the letter into her hands, before speeding off into the distance. She absently pushed the window closed and dropped onto her bed again, breaking the seal on her letter as she sat. She pulled the letters from the envelope, glancing down when she saw something colorful drop into her lap.

"OH MY GOSH!!" she squealed when she realized what it was. She grabbed the badge from her lap and stared at the red and gold letters, HG. This could only mean one thing. She opened her letters and scanned the contents. The first two letters were a list of her new schoolbooks and her letter from Professor McGonagall saying she was invited back for her seventh year.

The last letter, however, was the one she was looking for. She quickly read the letter, a grin spreading over her face.

Dear Miss Evans,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been given the honor of being this year's Head Girl. Included is your badge, which will be worn at all times. You will be performing the rounds alongside the prefects and your fellow Head Boy.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

Lily reread the letter seven more times before she stood up and raced downstairs. She came to a stop in the kitchen where her mother was making dinner and Petunia was setting the table. The sight of Petunia made Lily hesitate, but her excitement got the better of her.

"Mum! I just got my letter! I'm going to be Head Girl!" she said, excitedly. Her mother turned, her face as red as her hair from the kitchen's heat, and smiled at her, while Petunia just rolled her eyes with a very sour look on her face.

"That's wonderful, dear! I know how much you wanted this," her mother said, giving her a hug. Her mother smiled down at her, her brown eyes sparkling.

"Thanks, Mum. Where's Dad? I want to go tell him!"

"He's in his study, dear," she replied, just before Lily raced off to find him.

Lily reached her father's study seconds later, pausing briefly to knock, before she was invited in. Her father was a lawyer, yet somehow always managed to find time to spend at home, preferably in his study. He was a tall man with dark brown hair and bright green eyes, like his youngest daughter.

"Dad! I got it! I'm Head Girl!" she said, with a grin.

"That's great, Lils! I knew you'd get it!"

"Thanks, Dad. I still can't believe it!" she said, glancing down at her letter as if to make sure it hadn't disappeared. Her father smiled at her.

"You had better get cleaned up for dinner. We'll go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to get your new books and things."

"Alright, Dad."

Lily kissed him on the cheek before she went upstairs to get ready.

Lily helped her father finish loading her trolley before she turned to say goodbye. She quickly hugged and kissed them all goodbye, before she could tear up, then turned to her trolley. She quickly pushed it towards the wall between platforms nine and ten. She positioned her trolley and then ran straight at the wall, vanishing from sight.

Lily emerged seconds later onto Platform nine and three quarters. She pushed her trolley to the train and dragged her trunk and owl cage to the prefects' compartment. She smiled when she recognized the short dirty blonde head of one of the girls that were loading her things as well.

Anna McKinnon had been a prefect along with Lily the past two years and one of Lily's best friends for the past six. She quickly loaded her trunk and then rushed over to her friend.

"Anna!" she squealed, happily. Anna spun around and grinned at Lily.

"Lils!" she squealed back, hugging her best friend. "Everyone is in one of the back carriages, I'll show you," Anna said, when they had finished with her trunk. She led Lily into the corridor and to the back of the carriages. Anna pushed open one of the compartment doors and dropped into one of the available seats. Lily grinned at the others.

Alice Prewitt and Gwen Watson grinned up at her. Alice was sporting an even shorter hair style than the last time Lily had seen her. Her black hair was cut above her shoulders with her bangs falling into her sparkling blue eyes. Gwen however was quite the opposite. She had long wavy blonde hair with light brown eyes. They both stood and hugged her before she dropped down next to Anna.

"So you're Head Girl now... I knew it!" Gwen said, referring to Lily's letter. She grinned at her friend and sighed.

"But who is Head Boy? That's what I want to know," Lily replied. The three girls exchanged a look, which Lily didn't miss. "What?"

"Um, Lils," Alice started, biting her lip.

"It's Potter," Anna said.

"No!" Lily exclaimed. The three girls nodded in unison and Lily stared at them in horror. "What am I going to do?" she asked them. It was common knowledge that Lily and her friends hated the Marauders and tried to avoid them at all cost. And now Lily would be forced to work alongside Potter for hours on end all year!

"This'll be interesting," Alice muttered, to the slight grins of Gwen and Anna.

A few hours later, a knock came on the door to the four girls' compartment. They glanced up as one, to see James Potter and the rest of the Marauders in the doorway.

"What do you want, Potter?" Gwen asked in annoyance.

"I want to talk to Lily, Watson. Got a problem with that?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe I do," Gwen started, before Lily laid a hand on her arm and shook her head. Lily stood and left the compartment, James and his friends not far behind.

"Potter, if you want to talk to me, then you don't need your flunkies to back you up," she said, looking pointedly at the three boys behind James. Sirius bristled and opened his mouth to say something, but James shook his head and they turned and left, walking down the corridor to their compartment.

"I wanted to talk to you about our Head duties."

"What about them?" she asked.

"What do you want to do about the weekly meetings we are supposed to have?"

Lily thought about it for a moment before she replied, "Let's meet in the Library at 8 p.m. on Saturday nights. We can switch it around if it becomes a problem for either of us." He nodded and she turned to go.

"Lily?" he asked. She turned to look at him.

"Yeah?"

"Never mind," he said and walked off to his compartment.

Lily shook her head before entering her own and dropping back into her seat and joining in the conversation.