If pressed, later, she'd say it was exhaustion that caused her to forget who she was talking to, and it was that same exhaustion which prevented her from foreseeing the inevitable fall-out of telling James Potter, "Ugh, no thanks, I hate flying." / Lily/James, seventh year.

She noticed him, of course she noticed him but Lily didn't let her gaze linger. She had always thought James was fit, but she didn't particularly want to. James Potter was trouble and she had enough problems.

Lily Evans has spent years despising James Potter. He has spent just as long worshiping her. When seventh year pairs them Head Boy and Girl, each comes to realize that their judgment isn't quite what they thought it was. This is the same story that was over on Checkmated, but I completed it here. Prequel to Heroes for Ghosts. Warning: this story is a strong M rating.

"We don't deserve her," the Head Boy answered thoughtfully. "None of us do. Not even me. Not because she's perfect. She's not. Sometimes I think she's even more disastrously flawed than the rest of us combined. And not because she's beautiful, even though she is. Certainly not for being lovely because she never was.We don't deserve her because she's so much more than we'll ever be"

She started to turn away from him, loosening her grip on his hand as she went, getting ready to let go. Instead of obliging, James tightened his own grip. - J/L, Seventh Year. Rated T to be safe.

Lily genuinely liked James Potter. He was handsome enough to make any girl swoon, but he was also funny, clever, and secretly kind. Unfortunately, he could also be rude, thoughtless, spoiled, and cruel. Finding the balance was the tricky part. Author note: James is a jerk. Please don't be surprised.

What if Hogwarts held a Yule Ball during Lily and James' seventh year? What if Lily finally realized that she really did love James? This is not a song fic in any way. Rated M for some strong language, mild suggestiveness, sexuality, and a lemon. R&R. :

Lily discovers her boyfriend snogging another girl one night and decides the only way to get him back is to give him a taste of his own medicine. She enlists the help of the Marauders. Rating has been increased by request.

Lily Evans has been distracted lately…and it’s all because of James Potter and his stupid, unbuttoned shirt. Hardly any fluff, but plenty of shirtless James for everybody. Seventh year fic.

Lily's having some trouble sleeping but of course, James is there to 'help' her. One Shot

Jealousy is a fickle thing, and Lily’s resentment makes her become a little kooky, glare at James Potter’s crotch, question Remus Lupin’s gender, and hurl Butterbeer. JamesLily. One shot.