Summary: James and Lily defy Voldemort three times. It does not clarify when these times are, if they are together or not. This is one of those three times when James and Lily are sent to a sleep away camp for a month, not knowing each other at all, but end up fighting for each other lives.

Summer Romances:

You may admire a girl's curves on the first introduction, but the second meeting shows up new angles."

Sorry for how late this has been, I've been really sick, and then I have to make up all the work I miss, on top of do the work in class. I hope I made up for it by making it super long… I'm sure I will be quicker for the next chapter.

Chapter 3: Hiking is Hard Work

[James POV]

I am beginning to think this camp hates me. Can a guy please enjoy a sleep in? Its bloomin summer and I'm instructed to get out of bed at 8 o'clock because a bloomin' horn told me too? It's not like you can get back to sleep when the morning bell (horn) call is played less than ten feet away from your ear.

It's the first real day of this nightmare and it hasn't gone well so far. No-name carrot top instituted a restraining order…have no clue why, I hardly know her… scratch that, I don't know her at all. My cabin mates, they are alright, coincidently, I got roomed with Ryan, so its good that I know one guy, but I can't really say much about the other two.

Their names are Tristan and Lucas. They are pretty stereotypical tools if you ask me. Not even two minutes into unpacking do I hear something bout so and so's "fine" body or so and so's "hottie" upgrade. That was mostly Tristan, Lucas kept on rambling on about blondes. Yes, I'll admit I do see myself in these two guys, but there's a difference between being a downright asshole about girls and doing it because you think it will impress them.

I know, I'm an idiot.

Anyways, day one arrives, already starting with a bleedin' headache. I pulled on a dark grey rib-knit sweater and some jeans, maybe give my look, which apparently masked me as a criminal, a rest today and go with something a lot less scary.

Letting the guys run ahead to the mess hall, I chose to stay in the cabin to catch up on the sleep I had missed out.

What seemed like two minutes to me was apparently an hour, and I was still tired, but this camp think it fine to go on bore-fest hikes at nine in the morning. Ryan nudged me awake instructing that we were about to leave, so I groggily got up, grabbed my athletic bag, and stuffed a water bottle, granola bar, my book, and, while Ryan wasn't looking, my wand, and then joined the rest of the group, still half asleep.

O.o.O

[Lily's POV]

"And then he's there."

"He's what?" Sara said disbelievingly.

"He's there, out of nowhere, and he asks if I need any help getting up." I said, annoyed.

"What happened then, after he helped you up, please tell me you let him help you up." Sara said gazing hard at me for an answer.

"Of course I didn't, after him being so blatantly rude, I got up myself. Of course…it took a while…but I got up." I said determined to show my strength.

"You showed him alright," Evie said with a slight tone of sarcasm. I glared at her and continued.

"Anyways, I got up and he was still there, being an arrogant arse per usual, and he wouldn't leave me alone, so I sort of… told him off."

"I'm sorry, what did you do." Sara said. Man can she not believe anything I say.

"I told him off; I told him that we obviously don't like each other, so we can just leave each other alone." I said simply.

"Well, how do you know he hates you?" Evie pointed out, as she sort of had a fit with her hands. Queue Tristan and Lucas, I turned around more discreet than Evie could ever be, and lo and behold, the blondes come through the door and head to the kitchen line. I roll my eyes, and turn back to my conversation.

"Haven't I told you already? He didn't talk once on the bus, he pushes me when he gets off the bus, he stares me down, how can he not hate me with those signs?" I have been alive for some time now, I'm sure every one has enemies, and I'm positive that this person will be one of them.

"Correct me if I'm wrong girls, but maybe he's playing this badass role because he's trying to impress someone" Head-nodding in my direction, to which all three, yes even Dawn, the one I liked especially for last night, nodded in agreement.

"We don't even know each others names! He's probably just depressed because he got stuck here for the summer." They glared at me with their devil eyes.

"He doesn't like me." I stated for the billionth time. Alright, that's a bit of an exaggeration but you get the idea. Surprisingly enough, they shut up about the topic and moved on.

When nearly all of us were done, Evie was last, because she spent a little less time on her food and more on her obsession with arrogant one and arrogant two, who once again sat at the same table as us.

This was when I felt a cool liquid travel its way down my back. The bitch had purposely done that. I turned around to see Sam and her posse of one with small grins on their faces.

"Oh I am so sorry; I wasn't looking where I was going." I had to calm down, I knew she did it purposely, I knew the apology was fake, and I knew I had a short temper, so I had to hold down on getting in her face like I did with the unruly git yesterday.

I gritted my teeth, and addressed it as well as I could. "It okay, accidents happen." She would get revenge; no one gets off easily with Lily Evans.

Samantha continued on, but only for a mere second when she pivot stepped and made her way back to me, she clearly wants me to punch her doesn't she?

"Oh" she sounded surprised, "I almost forgot while I'm here, I might as well get this out, I saw your little bump in yesterday with James." James? Who is James?

Oh, that's his name! Peter Pan's name is James! Not that I'm excited about that.

Samantha continued with what sounded like a threat, "just to let you know, don't even waist your time, he's mine!"

"Oh you can gladly take him," I said with a grin, to which I noticed her smile slightly falter. She obviously just wanted to make me miserable, but it hadn't. She walked away, trying to keep her head held high and her posture snooty, but it had failed, she had failed, I, Lily Evans, had won that round.

With that, I retreated to the cabin to change into a new shirt and met up with Sara, Evie and Dawn minutes later.

O.o.O

Sara, Lily, James, Ryan, Tristan, Samantha, Regina, follow me, your group one." the group gathered, and I watched intriguingly as the redhead and her friend said goodbye to the rest of her crew. You may be wondering, why someone like me who has rambled on and on about how much I don't care about this place and the people in it yet, I'm watching this girl. I don't even know why I'm doing this, its just out of curiosity, I guess. Her name, I wonder what it could be? I've talked to everyone in the group except a Sara and a Lily. She doesn't look like a Sara…but I can hardly say she's a lily with that temper of hers. I'll find out soon enough, I don't fancy her or anything, she's just… different.

"Alright, group one this way please." Counselor Jennings instructed. Queue earphones, the best Muggle device ever invented. I, of course, with fatigue still wearing off, placed myself in the back of the pack, which also stood great for hiding my wonderful earphones.

While listening to the Weird Brothers, I blocked out the worlds noises and just focused on what I saw whether it was in front behind above, below, anything was better than what we were actually doing.

Surprisingly enough, Lily or Sarah, both of them, whichever one they were, were at the front of the pack giving their full-undivided attention to the counselor and her teachings on Oak.

How can anyone get any joy out of such a thing, I have enough of it in Herbology every year, I don't need anymore.

Ooh good song. The Weird Brothers are possibly the best wizard band in the entire magical world.

What more to ruin a great band when there is a girl. I don't mind girls, trust me, but a girl whose obviously trying way to hard to get my attention, can get annoying. This girl was Samantha.

I don't understand why she keeps flipping her hair, it doesn't turn me on, yet she keeps doing it, just talk to me its not that hard… maybe she just has something wrong with her neck, its can't be though because she's giving me this look, which I think is supposed to be engaging but looks rather like a twitch…

Oh this girl, she just doesn't know anything does she. She was doing the oldest moves ever, and then bam the oldest trick in Flirting 101: the 'Drop-something-so-I'll-pick-it-up-and-come-talk-to-you-instead-of-you-getting-the-courage-to-come-speak-to-me' trick. Maybe I should just not pick it up and see what she does, I'm just kidding, I'm not that mean.

Picking up what seemed to be a friendship bracelet; I sighed and caught up with the two girls, tapping Samantha lightly on the shoulder. She turned around rather quickly; she is so bad at this. Maybe I could teach her a few tricks, because she clearly needs them. I'm not really into her, but I will be here an entire month, I can't live without girls for an entire month, it's physically not possible. So why not, it can just be a summer fling.

"I think you might have dropped this." I said, extending the hand with the bracelet in it.

"Oh, thank you so much!" she said in the sort of fake tone, that nobody notices really, but I did.

"I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't picked it up." She said wrapping her arms around my waist. I patted her back gently and she finally released.

"Well…your welcome, it was my pleasure."

"Oh James your such a gentlemen" she said resting her hand on my upper arm, I swear I even felt her squeeze my muscle. All the typical moves, yet for some reason I don't mind.

"Nope" I replied, "just the right thing to do, I guess" or its just because of the stupid Potter curse, that sort of spell locks the entire male line of Potters into treating the opposite sex with respect or enough respect at least.

It gets quite annoying sometimes.

Samantha looked behind her to see that the group was getting farther and farther away and then turned back to me.

"Well, Counselor Jennings is going to murder us if we don't get back with the group, but I'll definitely see you later." She said with another smile, biting her lip as she and her friend turned and ran to catch up with the group, squealing on the way.

"You can count on it." However, I wasn't really sure if I was happy about this or not.

O.o.O

[Lily's POV]

"Don't look now, but hot commodity is stalking you!" Sara whispered quietly in my ear, as we continued down the never-ending trail through the woods.

"Wha- what?" I said looking around unaware and confused at whom she was talking about.

"Lily, is it?' I practically ran in to him. Tristan stood about a foot higher than me, and less than 2 inches away from me. I stepped back. I looked to Sara who had slapped her hand to her head, silently messaging me on how much more think could I get.

"Wha-what?" I repeated, just as confused as before. How ridiculous. The first, well actually the second run in with a guy and I look like a complete dolt.

"Your name, its Lily correct?" He said with a look that certainly said "is she mental?"

"Erm…yeah…Lily…that's my name." Why am I nervous, I don't even fancy him? I've heard he's a jerk, so I know I won't go near him… just act like he's …act like you're around J…Ja…James.

It is weird calling it that, he does not deserve such a name.

"Oh, well, hi, it's nice to meet you my name is Tristan." I don't know what was really wrong with me, but it was until his hand retreated that I understood I was so distracted that I couldn't even shake hands with the kid.

"Your new here right, because I haven't seen you around in the past years." More like I haven't slept around with you in the past years.

"Yeah, I'm new." I kept it short and sweet so I wasn't rude, but not exactly leading him on either. Meanwhile, trying to keep focused on the activity was hard, for Tristan was following in exact footstep behind me, rambling on and on. The only word I even heard Counselor Jennings say was, "Oak is used for many things, it was even used as the frame to Saint-Girons church in France." You can guess why that caught my attention but he only mentioned home once, so my eyes constantly averted to Tristan.

"You must find this boring, don't you?" It wasn't my favourite thing in the world, but I didn't mind it. "Trust me the activities get better as the days move on." He continued. Why is he being so nice? This isn't what was expected from a first class jerk, maybe its just a Mr. Nice Guy act. Maybe he's being a nice fluffy bunny on the outside, but really a giant serpent just waiting to suck its venom into my neck. Stay strong Lily Evans.

"Group one, we will be having a ten minute break to explore or ask any questions that you weren't able to ask while on the trail." Counselor Jennings announced to which all the kids immediately found the friends and began normal chitchat. With Tristan still attached to my side, I could not exactly start talking about him to Sara. The only possible way of getting away from this nuisance without sounding like a completely neurotic bitch, is to go the other way: sound like a dork.

I contemplated my options, go on and look like a dork, and possibly never talk to a guy at this camp ever again or stay here with Tristan hanging off your back, bugging the hell out of you for who knows how long… I think the ruining of my reputation is a splendid decision.

"Hey, if you don't mind, he said something about Saint-Girons in France, and I had a few questions about how nature comes into play with it, would you excuse me?" I said as politely as I could.

"Erm…no go ahead." He said awkwardly, with a look on his face that screamed, 'I wouldn't dare go near someone who likes this sort of stuff'.

"I'll… talk to you later?" Damn it Lily. Why did I do that! Well, I couldn't walk off that would just be rude, hopefully he doesn't it take it wrong way. Of course he does, when it says talk to you later it obviously mean that later, you are going to talk to him, not the Lily way of thinking as in, let us just say this and not mean it.

Have I ever told you I hate my conscience?

"Erm…yeah…later. I'll see ya, Lily." With that, he turned around and headed straight for his best mate Lucas, probably to tell him, I was the worst choice ever to hit on.

That is perfect! I understand, you might think I'm being harsh and a little weird considering I want him to not like me, but I've had two girls tell me he's a jerk and quite frankly I do believe them even if he wasn't playing the cocky arse role when he approached me.

Meanwhile in search for Sara, wherever the hell she went, my eyes crossed over a shaggy black haired male, walking away from the crowd of people. I look down, not to sound suggestive, and saw he had been carrying a book, curious to where the arrogant jerk was going; I obviously followed him, to see if he really was just trying to find a spot to read.

…

I'm sort of surprised he hadn't heard me, what with all the rustling of the leaves but he walked on, suddenly changing directions. He walked rather slowly, as well. Which sort of helped me with the noise situation, but given how slowly he was walking also made me notice his clothing. He didn't look like a dark loner, like yesterday, because he was wearing a lighter colored sweater, and a light shade in jeans, which might I say looking mighty fine on him. Snap out of it, you know he's an idiot, a massive idiot.

Anyways, you get the point he doesn't look like a depressed, I hate life person anymore, is what I was trying to get at.

Finally!

I thought he'd never stop. He dropped his athletic bag, and laid his back against the tree with one leg propped up for his book to rest on; he opened the book around half way, and began to read.

I waited a couple minutes, but all that had changed was the page number he was on.

That's it? He really came this far out in the woods literally to read? Well he did have a book Lily, that's what tends to happen when one has a book…they read it. Oh, shut it, will you?

I can't believe he actually came out all this way just to read for a few minutes. I stared at him once more, and all of a sudden, I found myself just… marveling at him.

How his hazel eyes were glued to the pages, how his fingers slightly dipped under the next page, even though he'd have a paragraph to go, the raspy noise he'd make when he cleared his throat, and how sometimes he'd even start muttering the words he was reading. I stared completely unaware of how I was practically stalking him, and just stared, for the longest time. I didn't even know how long I stood there creeping behind the tree, I just noticed all the beauty within him. I mean, what? I didn't say that…

Anyways, I was interrupted in my gazing, when he suddenly stood up, brushed off the dirt on his pants, and made his way over to me.

Shit.

It couldn't have been ten minutes already! Oh bugger!

He was making his way back to the group, not to me. Oh shit, quick Lily before he sees you. Oh I really didn't see this coming, Why am I such an idiot?

Okay before you make a fool of yourself,

though you already have,

Oh shut up! You're not helping me!

As a naturally panicky female, I couldn't move now cause he'd notice I was there, which would certainly be a situation I did NOT want to happen.

Just, okay, just calm down, it's no good flipping out if the objective is to be quiet and not to get caught. Now, just simply round the corner while he passes, and everything will be alright.

That's it… okay…like that. Sigh ,

Alright…well, now I have to wait…

I can't just follow him again, what if he would turn around, what if the people back at the group noticed we came back at the same time in the same direction. That wouldn't look suspicious at all.

No! I can't have rumours like that spread around. Lily Evans is going to wait. Even if I get in a shit load of trouble.

Counselor Jennings is going to have at it with me. But being humiliated would be far worse so I'll just wait it out for a couple minutes and then catch up with the group.

…

How could I have been that stupid, I'm such a dolt. What in the name of Merlin's pants even made me move my feet in his general direction? It was me who put the restraining order on him and yet…I'm the one that went against it… that's good of you Lily. Very good.

And how was it even possible that I spent ten minutes watching him read! I'm such a creep! I ogled at him while he flipped pages of a bloody book!

I'm still in shock at how unbelievably close that was. Imagine the utter humiliation of practically putting a restraining order against someone and then going against it…

Well, this has certainly put things in perspective for me: I'm not going to have anything to do with him, anymore. I mean it this time. He just gets me into trouble.

…

Okay well it's been about…ten minutes!

Double Shit!

Why oh why is nothing ever going my way?

I grabbed my bag, and dashed off in the general direction of the groups intermission.

I hopped, sprinted, zigzagged, and jerked, over and past trees, bushes of weeds, and patches of Camp Laurel's most famous flowers…

Making my way towards the light dirt pathway to where we had stopped, I noticed that there was no one there.

Well of course there isn't anyone there, you're ten minutes late, did you really think they'd wait for Lily Evan. I'm sure half of them don't even know your name…

I ignored that for it would only waste time if I started arguing with my bloody conscience.

While looking every which way for any source of a clue to the direction they had headed, a piercing scream, probably Samantha running away from a spider, erupted around me.

I was off again in the direction of where I had heard the scream, and quickly found out that it was Samantha that had screamed, and I also found out that everyone stopped to watch as Counselor Jennings was trying to calm her down.

Sprinting at full speed, unaware of how close I really was, I stopped… a little too late though.

I groaned as my front hit the ground, hard. My hands were scratched up, and my legs went weak. This I the second time I've fallen at this bloomin' camp!

It turns out though, that it wasn't the ground I fell on… I had ran so fast that I had lost my control to break, and I ran myself right into, Counselor Jennings.

Of all people.

Lets keep count of how many times I have embarrassed myself so far:

I fell yesterday, and insisted on trying to get up without any help, even though I actually needed it.

I fall in front of everybody now.

I bring down Counselor Jennings with me, and I've still yet to get up.

That's three so far.

"Miss. Evans." Counselor Jennings said in a head-strong but polite as she could be way.

"Yes Mam?" I question, still lying there a top her.

"I do appreciate your enthusiasm and your motivation to get to know everyone her, since this is your first experience at Camp Laurel, but if you could so kindly, get off of me that would be splendid. " I could see she was gritting her teeth, probably to hold back her anger as much as possible.

Eventually, I had got myself to stand and I offered the Counselor a hand.

"No, No, I can do it myself, you've done enough, young lady." There was a round of chuckles, mostly Sara's doing.

She stopped though when I glared somewhat evilly at her.

"Alright, now, Miss. Evans care to explain why you came gallivanting in so late…?"

Oh shit my excuse….

"I- I- I went to go use the lavatory…" Oh that's rich Lily, just tell everyone you had to go pee.

4. Just told everyone that I need to do my business.

"But the closest one I could find was back by our tents, so I ran as fast as I could to catch up with you and I guess my- my-"

"Oh that's enough with the excuses, no more tomfoolery from you, or any of you for a matter of fact. There's no need for someone to get hurt. Now, let's finish this hike on high, shall we. Next Topic: Scat!" Counselor Jennings sounded especially excited for this topic and preceded to the front of the group, where as I resided in the back.

Way to make yourself look four time the idiot!

I do not do well when it comes to embarrassment, my face gets all squished and red, and my hands turn fists out of anger, it's a mess, and I don't handle situations well when I embarrass my self.

I made my way to the back of the group, not wanting to have to deal with the sniggers and quiet comments on how much of a loser I was.

Hopefully Sara would notice and make her way back to me, because I was certainly not moving.

Oof.

Oh what now!

"Hey, watch it freak!" that sounded like Samantha, she pushed me, and then I hit something else that was hard, and we both fell.

5. Falling once more in the course of two minutes.

I give up.

Laugh all you want, its seems like Merlin is doing this to me on purpose. Since it seems to be happening a lot and often!

It seems that we, as in the group, had stopped abruptly and since I didn't want to see anyone's face, I glued mine to the ground: Bad Idea.

One thing led to the next and now I was lying a top another person… it had to be a guy because the body was fit, and muscular, also their was the fact that the person wasn't squealing for me to get off of her.

I shuffled off him, with another groan.

Today was just not my day.

It turns out the person below me, was someone I wish wasn't the one I had fallen on. I wish I hadn't fallen in general but if I had to choose I'd rather have fallen on Man whore Tristan than him.

"Move! Move out of the way!" Counselor Jennings stopped at his feet and mine and looked at us with a menacing glare.

"Mr. Potter, Miss. Evans! What in heavens is going on here?" I noticed that he took one of his earphones out of his ears.

"Miss Evans I've told you no more tomfoolery. Mr. Potter you were present for that speech, one of you could have gotten hurt, it's completely unnecessary! And look what you two have done! You have killed a precious bushel of bluebell woods.

She bent down to try and mends and aid to as many as she could.

"That's it! I have had it with you Evans, and you Potter, everyone was warned. Don't act like you weren't apart of this too Mr. Potter. I've told you two any trouble and their will be consequences! Tonight at 8 pm, mess hall. You'll be cleaning up!"

"But Counselor, we didn't-" I unsuccessfully tried to counter.

"No excuses, it was you and Mr. Potter that I found on the ground it is you and Mr. Potter that will pay!"

It may have been me and Mr. Potter that you found on the ground but that doesn't mean me and Mr. Potter chose to be on the ground, I mocked silently in my head.

Why wasn't he speaking up? He didn't do anything wrong…

"Counselor-" I tried once more.

"I will have no more of it, tonight, eight o'clock, after dinner, the both you, do you hear me." As both of us gave a short nod of our head, Counselor Jennings stalked away. I scoffed and looked to James who hadn't moved or talked, he looked at me for a mere second and then placed his earphones in and continued on the trail.

O.o.O

"Jumping Peter Pan, now are we?" Sara said with a crooked smile.

"I did not jump him. It wasn't even my fault that I ran into him." Okay maybe partially since I wasn't exactly looking where I was going. " Samantha pushed me."

I continued to vent about my punishment, about Samantha, about him, and about the completely barbaric rules at this bloody camp to Sara, Evie, and Dawn until it was time for my undeserved consequences to start.

The mess hall was unusually quiet, but that could result to the fact that whenever I'm up here, there are millions of different conversations going on at one time, and now I was the only one up here. There was a paper on the table nearest to me explaining what we, well at this moment I, had to do:

The following duties must be done to relieve your actions displayed today:

-You must completely clean the dining hall, floors, tables and all.

-You must clean the kitchen, that means the appliances, the silverware, the countertops, and cupboards.

When you have finished, put the cleaning materials away in the storage cupboard and lock up.

Thank you,

Counselor Jennings.

Well since that idiot of a boy hasn't shown up yet I guess I'll just start on the kitchen.

Making my way back, I saw the amount of plates, cups, and silverware that need cleaning, and my hatred for Samantha Taylor grew even bigger. Within ten minutes my hands were already starting to prune, and that's when I finally heard the door to the mess hall creak open. I heard a slight clear of the throat and a masculine voice call out "Is anyone here?," I stopped scrubbing the dried food on one of the plates and stepped out into the dining area, to see him with one earphone still in his ear.

"Erm…Hi…we're supposed to do the dining hall and the kitchen, it's best if we split up so we get done faster, so you just get started on the hall." He shook his head, and without responding, placed the hanging earphone in his other ear and began mopping the floor.

I made my way back to the kitchen with a sponge in hand, and once again had him on my mind. Ugh.

O.o.O

[James P.O.V]

Oh great, she probably left me with the job involving more work. Not that I know or anything, but a kitchen compared to the whole of the dining hall, seems a bit unfair…

Nothing a little magic can't fix. I looked behind me seeing ginger with her back turned from me. I grabbed hold of my wand in my pocket mutter a cleaning spell on half of the room, so not to make it completely obvious.

I smirked and then continued mopping to one of the weird brothers greatest hits.

O.o.O

[Lily's P.O.V]

God dammit, why didn't I bring my wand, am I a complete dolt? Yes, Lily you are. Oh will you shut up already I've had enough annoyances around to last me a life time.

Nothing is going right! I'm only a quarter of the way done, my hands look like my great aunt Meredith's, and now I've ran out of soap!" I dried off my hands leaving the towel on the counter and went back to the dining hall, to see if he might have any.

"Hey" he took his earphones out, to the sound of my voice. "Do you have any soap, I've checked the- how… did you get this much done already?" I marveled at the glow of two tables and almost the entire halls floor.

"Good worker." He mumbled in reply. There's something suspicious going on, there's no way he could get this much done in a half hour… he's gotten almost everything done in less time than me and I was here 10 minutes earlier… it's impossible yet as I can clearly see before me, its not quite that impossible…

"Anyways…Do you have any soap left, I checked the cupboard and I couldn't find any…?" I stood there awkwardly still looking around at the clean hall.

"Here." He grabbed a small bottle with orange liquid raised to the top, and slid it down the table towards my end. Does he just not want to come near me?

Oh right…my restraining order….

I grabbed the liquid, and looked up to see he had turned back to his work.

"Thanks." He didn't reply. You know what, he needs to learn some manners… I marched up to him slamming the soap bottle down on the table. He turned around slowly, taking his bloody earphones out of his ears, standing there, waiting for what I had to say.

"You need to grow up. You come to this go forsaken camp acting like you own the place, acting like you're the only one who doesn't want to be here. You think only of yourself and it needs to stop. We got stuck here doing this, when it really wasn't our fault, but you've got to live with it, alright? I don't want to be here either, but I'm pulling through fine." That's a lie, "So how bout you stop being a rude arse for once." I exhaled deeply, finishing off the huge rant, that I hadn't actually planned on saying at all , and waited for anything of a reply. He stood there, and stared blankly at me. Why does he never say anything! Suddenly I heard the raspy noised boy clear his throat and mumble a quiet "okay" before, once again, returning the ear buds to their "proper place"

I can't believe him. I walked in anger over to the most annoying person I have ever met, and pulled the plugs out of his ears.

"Are you bloody kidding me! Did you even bloody listen to me, or did you just agree so you could ignore it and put those bloody things back in!"

"Look," he yelled, slamming his towel on the table, which made me take two steps back as he took two steps forward. "I heard you! What else do you want me to say, I understand I don't own the place, I understand I have to live with my punishment, I'll stop being a arse, alright! What else can I say but yes!"

Whoa.

He snapped back at me! I must say I never really expected that, hardly anyone fights back, usually cause my temper can lead to violence…what do I say, gosh usually they stay quiet, he is different alright…

"Look…" I paused for a second, thinking if an apology would make me look weak, cause Lily Evans can't be weak, she needs to be strong and independent.

I continued, " Look, I'm sorry, usually people don't listen to me when I'm trying to be serious, and I'm missing home, and I'm angry at Sam, and this bloody punishment is taking forever, and i…" why oh why did I just rant my life to him, of all people why him. Please just answer me that: why.

"Hey, as you said right, we've just got to live with it." He smirked, and I cracked somewhat of a smile in return. "and for someone 'pulling through just fine' you seem to have a lot of problems…" he continued.

I was confused, "Is that suppose to be insulting…"

"Oh no, no I meant problems as in a lot seems to go wrong in your life…it must be miserable," he explained. My face expressed yet another confused look.

"No, not miserable, I didn't mean miserable, what I meant was-"

"It's okay, I think I get it…" I replied back with a smile.

"Yeah…" he said as he slid his hands into his jean pockets.

There was silence.

"Well, if I want to be done by midnight I better get back to cleaning, cya…" If I say his name he might think I'm a creep…

"James." He stated simply.

I turned back to face him, " I'm sorry?" questioning to what he was talking about.

"It's James, My name…is James." I nodded acknowledging the fact that I can finally call him his name.

"Lily" I replied.

"I'll cya Lily" he replied back as he once again put his earplugs back into his ears. I shook my head the action that had gotten to fight again, and then returned back behind the sink, to finish this unfair consequence.

O.o.O

[James P.O.V]

Well that was interesting, we went from hating each other to being civilized in the course of one evening. I think this is the first time that's happened to me, and boy was it strange. Nice, but strange. I looked off into the kitchen as I finished off my last table in the hall, she looked miserable cleaning other peoples germs and food off. I couldn't help but feel a little bit bad for her since she gave herself the worse job. I mean both jobs would have been easy for me since I'm a wizard but she's…she's got it tough.

Scrubbing the last piece of grime in today's punishment, I threw my gloves in the bucket carrying it back to the supply closet, then making my way over to Lily to say goodnight.

I wasn't going to just leave without her knowing.

I cleared my throat , to which she turned in response.

"Well…I'm done so…" I said awkwardly and silently asking her for permission to leave, even though I didn't actually need her approval.

"You know you can go if you want, I'll finish and lock up here after I'm done…" I didn't respond, "Go James…really." I didn't know if she was blatantly making me feel bad or not but she sure knew how to express emotion; bad and good.

"I can help if you wan-" I blurted out before I could stop, stepping towards her.

"No really James you've done your part, it wouldn't be fair, you go ahead, I've got it." She reassured.

"Alright…well, if you're sure…then I'll cya later." I said hesitantly.

"Cya" she replied back, and with that I turned to exit, hearing her sigh once more.

I stopped a couple of feet from the exit, looking back once more coming to two choices or conclusions: help her even though she told me not to and have a slight chance of going back to square one(hatred) with her or do some harmless magic to help her clean cause its only fair…

Deciding the second option was a much safer route for our new friendship compromise thingy and my head, I pulled out my wand and silently walked back to the kitchen. Even though the risk of getting caught by a Muggle doing magic was bad, it seemed to me her temper was worse. Just as she placed another clean spoon into the clean pile, I muttered a quick cleaning spell to half of the silverware, before she turned back to them. I smirked to myself as I watched her mouth drop in awe of the sudden amount that had been miraculously cleaned. And before she could check to see if anyone had come in, I left.

I don't know why but that little burst of rebellion and the expression on her face once she found the silverware clean, left me grinning the entire way back to my cabin, but I didn't make it back to my cabin , as soon as I entered the pathway to cabin one through six, Samantha stepped out of her cabin.

O.o.O

[Lily's P.O.V]

James finished off not much after the confusing yet first civil-ish conversation we've had. Even though, the only other conversation we have had was yesterday, it seems like it was a long hate relationship that just got solved.

I heard a throat clear behind my back and turned in response.

"Well…I'm done so…" he said somewhat awkwardly. It almost seemed like he was asking my permission to leave since he had finished before me, which I still can't figure out how that was possible.

"You know you can go if you want, I'll finish and lock up here after I'm done…" he didn't respond, "Go James…really." I wasn't exactly trying to make him feel bad about leaving me here, but if it came off as that I wouldn't mind an extra hand.

"I can help if you wan-"

"No really James you've done your part, it wouldn't be fair, you go ahead, I've got it." Why did I say that. I don't want to be here, he offered to help why didn't I take it? Now I'm going to be here forever. Dammit.

"Alright…well, if you're sure…then I'll Cya later." He said hesitantly giving me an awkward wave goodbye.

"I'm sure. I'll Cya tomorrow" I replied back with a wave. He was gone, he actually left.

I couldn't exactly take back what I said and ask him to help me, that's rude. Once again, I'll just have to learn for next time to take people up on their offers, and bring my bloody wand with me too.

I turned back o the sink, sighing once more. Though this time I had sufficient reasons for my sigh: one it was my disbelief that he actually left me here to finish off, and two it was for the amount I had left to do, and three it was for being stupid enough to forget my wand! I picked up the fourth spoon that night that had left over gum smeared and stuck to the shiny metal, rolling my eyes at how thoughtful these campers were, I began scrubbing. Thinking back to tonight, yes it's a shocker that I'd even want to reminisce the evening that casted James Potter, but I bet you would too with no source of entertainment or person to help distract you. Not that I'm saying he entertains me, he doesn't entertain me one bit… or that he's a distraction, nothing what so ever would make him my distraction.

Maybe I shouldn't reminisce, even I'm confused at where we, as in him and I, are, if we even are in a friendship-sort of relationship type thingy.

Finally, after getting the chewed gum off the spoon, I rinsed and washed it, turned to the counter to the right of me, and placed the spoon with the rest of the clean silverware. And in that time where I had gone from the sink to the right counter, all the silverware that had still yet to be washed had vanished.

I looked back to the right counter and there was the silverware, now clean and shiny, just like they were new. I shook my head, thinking maybe I've gone crazy, but no, they had literally disappeared off the main counter in a matter of the two seconds that I turned my back and reappeared on the right counter. And what made me really think I was hallucinating was that the silverware was spotless, not one spot was dirty. What took me an hour to clean, mysteriously cleaned itself in two seconds.

Putting down my scrubber I walked out of the kitchen and into the main hall. I searched the room, but no one was there…

Stop being ridiculous, how could he have done that?

Shaking my head once more, I accepted the weird fact that they were clean, finished washing the cupboards and countertops, stashed my cleaning appliances in the storage space, and was on my way to my semi comfortable bed.

With the mysterious hallucination that had occurred that evening still on my mind, I hardly noticed anything around me, just the long pathway back to my cabin. I'm sure Sara might have stayed up to ask me how it was, but if she didn't I didn't care, I think I just needed some sleep. Tumbling through the pathway of the six cabins, I finally came back to reality.

But at the wrong time.

O.o.O

As soon as I entered the pathway to cabin one through six, Samantha stepped out of her cabin. I stopped midway between the cabin before hers, which caught her eye.

"Ooh James, how are you. I didn't catch you at dinner, I just wanted to thank you again for finding that bracelet. I don't know what I would have done if I had lost it. My sister gave it to me, its very sacred to me."

Oh yeah, I'm sure it is.

"You're welcome," I replied.

"Oh, James you don't have to be shy around me"

I wasn't.

"I'm sure once you get to know me, you'll find there's no need to be shy."

We were closer now. Much closer, her hands were on my chest, almost like she was seducing me.

I thought back to Hogwarts and what I would do there if a girl had gotten this close to me. I was a Marauder, I was known for getting into trouble, making fun, and getting girls. Why shouldn't I go after her. Yeah, so what if she is fake. Right now, I think what I've really needed in the past two days, is a girl. So I'm going to be Prongs. The James Potter at Hogwarts and I'm going to- mmf.

She had my thoughts quicker than I did, she kissed me.

It was pretty good too, I will say she knows what she's doing. My mouth met hers on an exhale, neither of us were particularly subtle about it, she lifted herself slightly on her toes, pushing her lips harder against mine, twisting the fabric of my shirt. I gripped her hips, pulling her closer to me, and she kissed me harder…

O.o.O

Tumbling through the pathway of the six cabins, I finally came back to reality.

But at the wrong time.

Ten feet in front of me, Samantha Taylor and James Potter were snogging.

He's such a prick! To believe I was beginning to like him- as a friend.

I passed them with a scoff, letting them continue their revolting display of affection, and entered my cabin. Everyone was asleep, thankfully, I don't know what I would do if they had seen me angry. I'm not jealous though, I would never be jealous of a bitch, and a man whore. They can do what ever they please, just not in front of me, please. Without thinking about it again, I quickly remembered that I needed to write about this all to Kels tomorrow and because of how exhausting mess hall duty was, I quickly drifted off to sleep.

There were some rough parts in the middle that I couldn't get quite like I wanted to, so I apologize if it's a little crappy in the middle.

So I sort of made lily seem insane-ish when she was trying not to get caught watching James purposely. She is supposed to talk to herself in third person a lot. Its her way of reassuring herself and being confident. Also, it may seem harsh that they got punished for killing some flowers, but hey it's nature don't hurt it and at my camp if we plucked flowers or grass and they found out we had repercussions.

Please review, it was a long hard chapter to write!

Thanks for reading!

~SucksRoyalHippogriff~