A.N. Hi, I'm back. Sorry it took forever to update, but you see, I was lacking the motivation as I haven't seen my crush for a while. And you know what? When I saw him, I found out he lost his old charms that captured my heart. So sadly, I'm over him.

The dance would be the worst thing that will happen to Lily in this story. Now…James will experience Lily's pain…and more!

Disclaimer: Ugh. I…do…not…own…Harry…Potter….

I dedicate this chapter to all you wonderful reviewers who made this story special!

What woke Lily up the next day was something she could never forgive James for doing.

                There was pandemonium down at the common room that Naomi and Lily woke up to find an empty dormitory. Naomi seemed to have gotten over everything and stretched sleepily. "Morning, Lily," she said.

                A loud laughter made both of them jump.

                "It's Christmas Eve, for God's sake," said Lily groggily. She was too sleepy and tired to remember what had happened.

                Naomi flopped back on her bed again, but Lily pulled her up. "C'mon, get dressed," said Lily. "I'll bet your friends are going to avenge you or something."

                "Yeah, Catherine better do something, and so should Nancy," agreed Naomi. "Being seventh years, they have enough authority."

                Lily nodded.

                There was loud laughter again. Lily pulled on her robes without remembering that she didn't have class-she was too messed-up to think about these things, because images of the day before was starting to trickle back to her-she went downstairs and gave a scared yelp.

                Her beloved owl, Pedro…was turned bloody red! Kristina and James were arm in arm, laughing their heads off. People were catcalling and booing, some laughing, and pointing, and when Lily appeared, everyone shouted, "Here comes the goof! And a Prefect too!"

                Lily turned as red as her owl and her hair, at that.

                Suddenly, James stood up and said, "There's more." He held up a letter. Clearing his throat, he read, "Dearest Lilac, we all miss you soooo much…I am glad you said you are enjoying yourself…love, your parents and Petunia." He looked at Lily teasingly. "What mushy parents you have! Goes well with your owl, huh, Lilac?" Sirius and Remus started to get the boys and girls to boo again. A few girls at a corner, Naomi's crew, kept quiet as they seemed to converse among themselves..

                Lily couldn't take it anymore.

                Ever since school started, you were always playing the worst pranks on me because of Kristina, even though you don't even know me that well! Lily wanted to scream. Yes, you turned my hair the color of burnt leaves the first day and ripped up my homework and set off a dozen Dungbomb on Christmas Eve last year…. I still loved you and hoped the best for you…I am the one who got you out of trouble in your fifth year when you were accused of cheating…I got you out of trouble when Kristina put your diary in Professor McGonagall's office…but no, you were always mean to me. Well, I can only take that much.

                She whipped out her wand and changed Pedro back. Whining, Pedro flew to her dormitory, not the Owlery.

                "THIS IS ENOUGH!" screamed Lily.

                All the noises stopped. Everything was quiet. Too quiet. People all stared at Lily. Could this be the nerdy Lily we all know? They must be wondering.

                Lily was growing purple in the face. She shouted, "James Potter! You are going to pay for what you did to Pedro and me! You and all your stupid damn Marauders!"

                There was a slight whistle. The Prefect, the smartest witch of the year, cursed.

                Lily couldn't care less what they think. She pointed her wand at James. "I could kill you if I want," she shouted. "I learned the Unforgiveables, I did. If you put one more toe out of line, you are going to pay. No, I had had enough. You are going to pay. You are going to pay. Now. I will make sure of that."

                Naomi descended the stairs and started to clap. Her friends did too and soon, all of the first and second-years who just came down the stairs started to clap for Lily too. Lily smiled at her supporters quickly and stomped out of the common room, stopping and giving James a sharp kick.

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                Lily walked aimlessly, or rather, wandered, for a while when she heard the last person she wanted to see that day's voice by a rusting suit of armor. But he was not speaking to her.

                "I'm telling you, Nott," he was saying. "That James pops up everywhere. You know, I heard he was not supposed to go to Hogsmeade and he did, somehow."

                "Yeah. I heard he always manage to get packages of food while a stupid Gryffindor party is on…"

                "And believe me, he's always like getting into trouble, and somehow he's a Prefect and a Head Boy to be."

                "I wonder what's behind all these."

                "I'm telling you…"

                "If only we can catch it, it will be the end of him."

                "AND those stupid Marauders…"

                Lily leaned against the armor next to her, listening to the conversation with interest. Her heart pounded excitedly. There! Her chance to get back at James, dancing right in front of her. She closed her eyes, and imagined her triumph. Yes, she still loved James…but enough is truly enough. Whatever signs of love he'd shown for her at the dance was purely artificial. She would do something, mirroring his.

                She quickly darted behind the armor when the two passed, still talking. A plan was growing inside her.

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                Lily leaned against the painting of the fruits that led to the kitchen, wearing her new Invisibility Cloak that Catherine had lent to her. In her hand held the object that would ruin James' record forever.

                A camera.