Title: Bugger Off, Potter

Rating: G

Warnings: None

Genres: Humor

Summary: "Go jump off a cliff, Potter." "Only for you, darling." "I meant it." "If I fell of a cliff, then I could never bug you again." "Oh, how terrible." A humorous fic of Lily and James; from fights to even more fights, it's a fic filled with great ease.

Year Four

"Hi Lily."

"Excuse me Potter, but did you just call me Lily? Oh and what happened to your annual, 'Hi, I'm James Potter. What's your name,' phase. I think you need to see Madam Pomfrey."

"I'm fine."

"Then why are you acting this way?"

"What? Normal?"

"Yeah. You're not like this."

"Do you want me to be loud and annoying?"

"Please do. This awkward rubbish is freaking me out."

"I'm sorry if I'm too close to your proximity."

"That's not it, Potter."

"It's James."

"I like Potter better."

"Potter sounds like a potter who is involved with pots."

"Well that's what you are, Potter, a pot."

"Gee Lily, sorry for starting a conversation with you. I'm leaving."

"For good?"

"No, I'll see you around though."

"Oh great."

Two Weeks Later

"Is he nuts?"

"Who? James?"

"Yes, Remus."

"Lily, listen to me, James has grown up a little."

"I don't think that's possible."

"I don't know if I'm allowed to say this, but—"

"Spit it out Lupin."

"He likes you."

"Potter? Like me—now that's an idea there. Please, we've been enemies ever since first year. He's hated me for so long that I can't even keep track and vice versa. I'm sorry but I refuse to believe that. Ew! Even the thought grosses me out. Mrs. Lily Potter. That doesn't sound so bad—what am I thinking? Am I going crazy Remus?"

"One: Lily, you've always been crazy. It's kind of funny because you're so brilliant, yet crazy. Two: Believe whatever you want, but when I tell you that James like you…then he really does."

"When did this happen?"

"What?"

"His infatuation with me?"

"Ever since Sirius started noticing girls."

"Sirius?"

"Yeah, he liked you too; it kind of got messy between—oh God, why am I telling you this?"

"Because I'm your best friend."

"Well, so are they."

"Please?"

"Listen Lily, you aren't thirteen anymore."

"I'm fourteen. So what? It's just another year added to my age. It's not like I've changed or anything."

"Just listen to me Lils; you have changed. You might not know it, but you have. You're a girl now."

"Really now? I though I was a boy. Thanks for informing me Remus on your shocking discovery!"

"What shocking discovery?"

"Sirius go away."

"No Remus I don't think I should."

"Oh Sirius, guess what?"

"What?"

"Remus has finally realizes I'm a girl. He thought I was a boy all along."

"You know Remus, for a smart bloke, you sure are stupid."

"Thanks Padfoot."

"Anytime Moony. Well I must go. Bye Lily."

"WHAT ABOUT ME? See I told you Lily, the two idiotic prats that I call my friends like you. Well it's different with Sirius; he just thinks you're cute. Oh god, since when did I become a bloody messenger? Padfoot and Prongs are going to kill me when they hear that I told you all of this."

"Let's just not talk about it anymore."

"Let me guess, you're a man hater."

"If I was a man hater then I would hate you."

"I meant relationship wise."

"Oh, that. Aren't we a little bit young?"

"I think all of us are, but I don't think Prongs and Padfoot think that."

Seven Months Later

"Hey Lily?"

"Yes Potter?"

"Will you….will you…will yougoouttoHogsmeadewithme?"

"No thanks."

"You understood that?"

"Yes."

"But why don't you want to go out with me?"

"Are you seriously asking this?"

"Yes."

"So, you like me. Well, when I think of a boy liking a girl, I think of the boy being nice around the girl. With you, it's completely different. You prank me and tease me; that's not what I call love. Second of all, you curse Snape into oblivion just because you feel like it. Third of all, Sirius likes me—not like I care—but that's not the point. It just wouldn't work out."

"I think you just don't like me."

"Bingo Potter. You win!"

"Can we be friends?"

"Potter, you don't know the first thing about being someone's friend."

Short, but sweet. This is supposed to be short, so don't curse me into oblivion with your wooden sticks, please.

-Kimberly-