Their love story would eventually shape the future of their kind, but these kinds of things tend to take their time.

Lily Evans and her three best friends make up one of the most popular and powerful groups in Hogwarts, the Clique. They have it all: brains, beauty, charm, and a school full of admirers. But what happens when an innocent idea for amusement becomes destructive as it tears the entire school apart? Throw in a few Marauders and they've got themselves quite a year ahead of them.

In which James Potter and his merry band of cohorts are master jewel thieves, mostly for their own amusement

Lily Evans didn't know what it was, how exactly he had changed. But he was different, somehow. The things he did, the way he smiled at her made her heart melt. He had definitely changed. Rated M for language and lemons in later chapters.

He thought she just wanted to dress in a pretty costume and force him to play at one of her favourite childhood games. Boys were stupid like that.

LJ. Yes, this is another broom-cupboard fic to add to the long list...but this one is, for variety's sake, divided into short, disjointed chapters to capture that admittedly long evening in the cupboard. M for excessive and foul language. R&R?