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Summary: They were two completely different people. He was the egoistical jerk with all the money and power in the wizarding world. While she was a nobody, an outcast. No body EVER stood up to him, until he crossed paths with her.


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Chapter Three: Wise men say only fools rush in

I turned around only to see the Hazel eyes I had been dreading to see since last night. The look in his eyes was unlike what I expected. Instead of the cold, lifeless stare he usually looked at me and other people with, he was looking at me with the softest expression on his face and his eyes were glistening from the sun's light.

To say it was a beautiful sight would be an understatement—not that I'll ever admit that to him. I couldn't look away; he had me in some sort of trance. His eyes… they… I don't know how to explain it. The best comparison I can make is he's the sun and I'm Earth, the gravitational pull between us is stronger then I can fight.

"You have a really good voice." He said a small smile enveloping his face. Maybe he isn't as bad as I thought he was?

" You heard that?" I said embarrassingly. I blushed and looked down at my bare feet and wiggled my toes in the cold water. He lifted my chin and once again his gravitational pull took control and I was frozen in place.

" It was beautiful, there's nothing to be ashamed about." He said softly while the hand that was once under my chin, now stroked my left cheek softly. I blushed again, but this time I didn't look down. His small smile turned into a grin when he realized I wasn't embarrassed by it.

" Thank you," I whispered softly while using my right hand to try and keep the hair from flying over my face. I cursed myself for acting this way around him; I don't even know why I'm acting this way around him.

He smiled at me again, showing off his sparkling pearly whites. It was then and there that I decided James Potter has the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. It was also then and there that I realized that I liked him. Maybe he isn't such an ass after all?


James Point of View:

My nose hurts. Like hell. I want to go to the Hospital Wing, but I know Madame Pomfrey will question me and I was not telling anyone that Lily Evans, of all people, punched me. I still can't believe it actually. And even though both Remus and Sirius protest against me getting revenge, I'm still going to do it anyways.

It was then, at no later than 7:00 in the morning that I heard the most beautiful sound ever. The soft melodic voice called to me. It was beautiful and enchanting, I could only imagine that the creature making it would be so as well.

I don't know if I was consciously or unconsciously walking towards the noise, but all I know is that I got there. It was then that I saw her. Her wild red locks gave her away like a strawberry surrounded by many apples. I knew it was Lily. The one person I had swore to heavens and Earth that I would do whatever it takes to take her down, was the one person that was taking me down.

I wanted nothing more at that moment than to take her in my arms and hold her and kiss her. I wanted her… I needed her.

I don't really remember what happened next all I know is that I talked to her and then I touched her. I grabbed her chin so I could get a good look at her bright green orbs and I told her just what I thought. Well not all that I thought, but you know that she has a beautiful voice and all.

From there my hand lingered on her cheek as it gently stroked it. It was then and there that I realized I loved Lily Evans for all she was. It was then and there that I swore I would do whatever it took to make her mine.


Lily's Point of View:

It's been two hours. Two whole hours after the incident at the lake. In these two whole hours I been replaying everything he's done for the past seven years. Every cruel joke, every not so funny joke, and finally the cold lifeless glare that looked upon me last night. I never wanted to see that look on his face. I don't think I could take it.

Alice awoke and I knew she sensed something was off, but she never asked. Instead she sensed my need to be alone and went off in search of Frank, her not so secret crush. I let out a frustrated sigh and fell upon my bed. Because I couldn't just think about the bad qualities of James Potter, somehow every time I went to think about how much I hated him I would be reminded of his smile and his laugh.

In all honesty I was confused. Confused as to what I feel this way for anyone, nevertheless James Potter. Confused about how I hated him one moment and then in the next I wanted nothing more than to be able to call him mine. I seemed to be developing to alter egos: one who cared for James Potter and one who never wanted to see his face again.

I finally decided after hours upon hours of thinking that I'd give him a shot. I changed out of my pajamas into some jeans and a shirt and walked down the stairs to the Common Room. I didn't see him anywhere so I just assumed he had already left.

I practically skipped my way down to the Great Hall. Once there I quickly took my usual seat at the end of the table next to Alice. She grinned at me and started piling mashed potatoes on her plate. I followed suit, all the while my eyes scanned the hall for the familiar head of messy black hair.

I caught sight of him about 10 seats away from mine. He was launching a spoonful of mashed potatoes at Sirius's head obviously annoyed at something he said. I smiled at his playful antics and shook my head before digging into my own plate full of food.

Dinner passed by all to fast and I was planning on telling Alice about my feelings on the way back to the common room so I can see what she thinks. After that I plan on asking James to speak to him alone and well you know what happens from there. Alice and I walked out of the Great Hall arm in arm. She seemed all to pleased by my unusually chipper mood as she laughed and smiled along with me at nothing and everything.

" Alice I have to tell you something." I whispered to her. She turned to look at me while we were walking and grinned.

" Does this 'something' have anything to do with why you're so happy?" She asked knowingly, while she elbowed me lightly in the ribs. I laughed and nodded my head enthusiastically at her. I felt like a child, but I really couldn't care less.

" I like Jam—

Before I could finish my sentence I felt a cool breeze whipped pass me and something tingle at my feet. Alice gasped and put her hand over her mouth. I was shocked and it took me almost a minute before I collected myself and looked towards my feet.

Two different types of red was the first thing I picked up on. One a little brighter and more solid than the other. As I looked closer I realized what the two things were. The realization caused me to have the same reaction as Alice. I let out a strangled cry as I touched the back of my neck and confirmed it.

My once long, wavy red hair now fell an inch or two above my shoulder. My hair the only part of me that ever made me feel beautiful was gone. The only brag worthy part of me had been ripped away and to replace it was even curlier and more messy short bob of hair.

But that was only part of the redness. As I felt my neck again the warmness of the rushing liquid slipped through my fingers and landed with a slight 'plop' on the floor. It was my blood. There was a deep gash on the back of my neck, one that was most defiantly bound to leave a scar. I turned towards Alice and her once shocked expression was now mixed with anger and sympathy. But her glace wasn't cast towards me; no she was looking behind me.

I hesitantly turned my body around and I literally had to hold back the gasp pf surprise and anguish that almost escaped my lips. There with that awfully cold look on his face stood James Potter in all his glory.

He had one of his arms wrapped around Lexi Hampton, the prettiest and meanest Hufflepuff girl you'll ever meet. She had a wicked gleam on her face as she snuggled into his shoulder and glared at me. It all clicked then. He was playing me. All that stuff at the Black Lake it was all a lie to throw me off my guard. To make me believe he cared. I could see Remus, Sirius, and Frank behind him sending my sympathetic glances.

I gulped down a mouthful of saliva before turning back to look back at Potter who was spinning his wand in his hand. The bleeding on my neck still hadn't stopped and I saw him send a look that way. His eyes widened when he saw the gash and the blood trickling from it. I almost thought I saw his gaze soften, but I had to be wrong.

Blinking back tears I turned on my heel and walked away, not even realizing I was heading the total opposite direction of where I should be going. I let a few tears fall as I slipped from their line of vision. Once I saw the Forbidden Forest come into view I broke off into a run.

I could feel the trees scrape my body, leaving even more damage upon me. But none compared to the emotional damage James Potter had just caused me. None came even remotely close to how I felt when I saw him behind me with that evil look on his face. I felt betrayed, angry, and sad but most of all stupid that I fell for his game. That I fell for him.

I came across a little pond and I stopped and fell to my knees. After getting a good look at myself and letting out a disgusted cry I wiped my tears and let a hard expression cross my face.

For it was then and there that I swore that I'd never let James Potter anywhere remotely close to my heart again. It was then and there that I let my body fall into unconsciousness. So there I lay in the middle of the Forbidden Forest next to a little pond, my hair mess up and my body scratched and bruised. It brought back to many of those memories. It was then that I realized James Potter had just hurt me more than they ever have or can.


Bad? Good? Watch ya' think? Sorry about James, but you couldn't expect me to get them together so quickly now could you? Where's the fun in that? ;p