A/N: I am so so so so so sorry that it has been forever since I posted. I haven't had any inspiration. However, I think I have a new idea for another chapter. It has something to do with ballroom dancing, waltzes, and the Marauders. Muwahahaha! Anyway, please tell me what you think abou this chapter. Also, if you have any prompts for me, send me a PM, or put it in your review. Love to you all!

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Seventh Year

At three in the afternoon, Lily Evans slipped quietly into the library. Walking back to the charms section, she sighed. Finally, a little peace and quiet. No more distractions, no more problems, no more James. That was the part that relieved her the most. James had been on the front of her mind more than she would like to admit. Sighing in relief, she set her bag on the table. Lily reached in for her quill, ink and parchment.

"Hey Lils." Lily's back tightened, and when she turned to look at the disruptor of her peace, her eyes were flashing.

"James. What do you want?" any other boy would have seen her eyes, green and dangerous, and considered her reputation as the top of the year, along with the fact that she accepted no nonsense and backed off. Unfortunately, James was not a normal boy. He smiled at the livid girl.

"To talk," he replied nonchalantly. Lily glared at him.

"I have homework. Feel free to watch." James shrugged and sat down across from her. He pulled out his own homework and started to work. He had no problem settling right down and working. Lily did not. How come he makes me so nervous? Lily, get your head on straight. When have you let James Potter bother you? Oh wait, right now. Come Lily just-

"Lily?" She looked at James who was looking at her like she grew another head. "Why are you making faces.?" Lily flushed.

"I need to go," she replied, shoving her things in her bag. "See you at seven?"

"Prefects meeting?" James seemed confused. "Yeah, see you." Lily felt his gaze follow her out of the library.

Lily slipped into the Head's Office, two hours before the Prefect meeting. James Sodding Potter has been following me around. The git has found me every where I have tried to hide, but he never comes to the office. Maybe I'll get some bloody peace. Lily shook her red hair out of her fave and sighed.

"What I have to do to get away," she mumbled, keeping her eyes on the floor.

"Friendship problems, Lil?" Lily jerked her head towards where the lanky, black haired boy was lounging on the desk.

"Potter!" Lily half-shrieked. She dropped her bag on the ground with a thump. "What are you doing here?" Her green eyes snapped at him for the second time in two hours and she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Head boy Lil, remember? This is my office as much as it yours." He smirked that little crooked smirk of his, the one that made girls swoon, Lily included. She dropped her gaze, letting her fiery red hair cover her blush.

"Why do you keep following me?" She groaned. "All I want is some bloody peace."

"Hey, I didn't know you'd be here." Smirked James, hazel eyes telling Lily he mos defiantly did know she would be here.

"Potter, please. Go away." Lily's voice broke, and she swallowed back tears.

"Back to Potter am I? That was a violent mood swing." James taunted. "It's my office too," he repeated. Suddenly, Lily was not sad. She was angry. Very angry.

"Yes, you are back to Potter, you prat!" Lily's eyes flashed dangerously as she stormed past a confused James.

"Why?" James ran a hand through his mussed up hair, further maddening the Head Girl. "Have I hexed someone recently?" At the distress in the Head boy's face and voice, all of the fight drained out of Lily.

"No, James. I just, need time." She looked at him, eyes wide and sad.

"What? Why Lils? What's wrong? I just want t-" Lily's mood returned.

"Don't Lils me, you stupid git! Let me be!" James glared at her.

"What did I do? For Merlin's sake Lily, tell me!"

"You didn't do anything!" shrieked Lily, glaring at a confused and upset James Potter.

"Then why are you hollering at me?" groaned James.

"Because you won't. Leave. Me. Alone!"

"Okay!" James yelled. "I will leave you alone. What is your problem anyway? Yelling, then crying, then yelling again!" He glared at the distraught head girl. "I am waiting," he growled.

"What do I have to do to get away from you?" Fumed Lily.

"I will leave you alone when you tell me what the bloody he-"

"Do NOT," screamed Lily. "Start cursing. Do you want to know the problem? You! You are the problem! Happy now?" James threw up his hands.

"What did I do?" He looked at his fellow head. "Well? I haven't heard anyone, no pranks, no problems." Lily crumpled to the ground, sobs racking her body. "Lily? He asked, tentitivly reaching out a hand.

"I hate you," sobbed the wilted girl. "I hate you because I love you, and all you do is, mess around." James was sufficiently confused.

"You hate me and love me?" He asked her, sliding a strong arm around her shaking shoulders. "Lil, what is up?" Lily bit back a sob and turned watery green eyes to meet James' warm hazel ones.

"I love you James Potter. I can't put it any other way. But you have a girlfriend, and I have been trying to avoid you so I don't have to deal with it, and it doesn't work 'cause you just keep seeking me out and I don't know what to do because I fell for you when you gave up on me, and James I am sorry," Lily dissolved into tears again, curled up against James.

"Oh Lils." He murmured into her hair. "Lils, I am so, so sorry." He tentatively stroked her long, silky hair, running his fingers through it. He stayed like that until the distraught sobs quieted, still occasionally murmuring "Oh Lils," At half past six, he chuckled. Lily turned to look at him.

"What?" James laughed, a warm rumbling laugh.

"Well, when I imagined you confessing your love for me, I always imagined you kissing me in Hogsmade, not crying on the floor of the Head's office. Lily's green eyes hardened.

"I'm sorry you wouldn't leave me alone so I had t-"

"No. Lil, you don't understand. I wouldn't have it any other way." He smiled. "Although I don't know what I will tell Madeline." Lily chuckled darkly.

"Your on you own," she said.

The door to the office swung in.

"Prongs?" Remus Lupin, looking around the office, called his names again. "Prongs, I need to tell you some-" he caught sight of Lily, pale face tear stained, and James, arms wrapped around her slender figure. His face paled. "Umm, I will, I mean, I'll just, umm," he stammered. "What happe-, no wait, does, no." He blinked his wide, warm eyes. "Lily?"

"She jus confessed her undying love for me," said James aloofly. "Right Lily?" The girl in question just sighed.

"Yes." Her voice was watery and weak, yet somehow still powerful. "I guess I did." Remus blinked, grey eyes wide.

"I don't really, I mean Prongs, what about Madeline? Although, congrats, you've been waiting for a while."

"Yeah, I have been." James grinned as Lily punched his stomach.

"Can it Potter. The prefect meeting starts soon. I am going to clean up. Remus, If you tell a soul, I will murder you. You too, Potter." Smiling slightly, Lily stood, brushed herself off, and walked quickly out of the room.

"Well, Moony, mission accomplished. Not quite the way I planned, but still," he grinned.

"I guess so Prongs." Remus smiled too, a little wise smile, one that said he knew more than he told. "Mission Accomplished."