I will seriously love you forever and ever if you leave reviews for me, because I need inspiration. I need that help that you guys leave me. Anyways, right now the first 3 chapters are going to go up pretty fast because I've got them written for the most part. This chapter is unfortunately tiny (shorter than the prologue), but the ending to it was good. PLEASE review!

Disclaimer: JKR owns almost all the names, and some of the contents. Rest of it is my crazy imagination.

Ch. 1
(James)
"Honestly!" James exclaimed to his best friend, Sirius Black, "What was I thinking?" he was of course referring to the incident the other night when he had kissed Lily Evans. Barely. It hadn't even been a real kiss.
"Maybe-" Remus Lupin tried to reason with James.
"No. Listen. First of all, I have a bloody girlfriend. And second of all, she was so drunk she passed out right after the k-kiss." he hesitated, "Thing." even he didn't know what it really was.
"Prongs, mate," Sirius retorted "maybe you weren't thinking."
"But I was," James frowned. "I wasn't nearly as drunk as her and I knew that I wanted that kiss-thing to happen." he ran a hand through his hair distractedly. "Wormtail, what do you think?" James was addressing Peter Pettigrew, the fourth Marauder (as they were collectively known), and Peter squirmed uncomfortably. After a bit of silence James repeated himself, "Well, what do you think?"
"W-well. I think we- sorry, *you*- should talk to Lily." Peter admitted quietly.
"Spoken like Moony," Sirius whispered. Peter blushed. But James continued pacing with an even more thoughtful look on his than before.
"He might have a point..."
"James, you can't just pop up at Evans' front door and say, 'What did you think about our kind-of-kiss?' " Sirius nodded as a manner of praise to his own words. James paid him no heed. "No, but we shouldn't think of what we can't do... We should think of what we CAN do."

(Lily)
"MAR!" Lily practically yelled into the phone. Marlene McKinnon (though three years older than her) was Lily's closest friend.
"Okay, okay." Lily's friend sighed. "Let's go over this. You think you had a foreplay dream about James Potter."
"No, Mar, I KNOW I had a foreplay dream about Potter. I just don't remember what's real and what's not."
"Lily... That's not the point. The point is that you have NEVER had a dream like this, not even with your ex-boyfriend with whom you were going out with for three years and now you have this dream about JAMES SODDING POTTER." Lily shook her head, knowing full well her friend could not see her head.
"But Mar... What am I supposed to say to him when we get back to school? I can't very well go up to him and say, 'I think I had a foreplay to shagging dream featuring you, even though I've hated you for 5 years. Can you clarify what was real and what was dream?' now can I?-"
"Lily!"
"No, Mar. He said something last night." Lily heard Marlene sigh, "He said he had a girlfriend." Lily knew her friend was about to interrupt her, but when she heard this statement, she stopped grumbling.
"Wait. He WHAT?" Marlene was genuinely shocked. Lily could've cried right then. She knew she liked Potter so, so much and the jealousy was driving her mad.
"He said-" her voice cracked, "He said he had a girlfriend."
"Oh Lily... Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure!" Lily was on the verge of tears, she felt them building up behind her eyelids.
"Love... Why don't we meet at the Leaky Cauldron at, say, 5 today?" Marlene asked with love in her voice.
"Okay." Lily sniffled. She hung up the phone and sat on her bed with remorse filling her up slowly. And finally, after holding them back for so long, the tears came. They came in body-wracking sobs. They came in petite sniffles. Or they just fell silently down her pretty face. When her mum called her name for lunch, Lily replied in a slightly shaky voice, "Coming mum!" then, pulling out her wand (she had turned 17 about 6 months ago so she was allowed to use magic outside of school) she whispered, "Evanesco." and her tears disappeared, but she could still feel them taunting her, right under her eyelids.