Lily Evans is many things to many people: daughter, sister, freak, Head Girl, muggleborn, mudblood, student, friend. To James Potter, she is just Lily. When Petunia's reluctance to include her sister in her wedding begins to unexpectedly wear on Lily and make her feel unwanted and unappreciated, James is there to remind her just how wanted and appreciated she really is.

When two people are destined to be together, there is no stopping it, no matter the...unfortunate...circumstances. So when Lily sits in class, watching her new Professor give a lecture...there is little she can do to control her newly found emotion. Rated M for adult content.

He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP.

She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.

Hermione walked in on something she shouldn't have and now she can't stop. she collects girls just for her fun. Lemon Femslash Incest. ABANDONED

All Right, Evans?, Part II [7th year]: "As in all wars, life goes on." -HP/HBP

To have and to hold, until we meet again on the other side. L/J. Drabble... ish.

Part I of in-progress trilogy [6th year]: The thing about being Lily Evans and James Potter was that you couldn't do anything without everybody else saying something about it.

Voldemort is at large and new Ministry policy is enacted in light of increased Muggle killings: all Muggle-borns are assigned to a Pureblood family for protection. Can Lily learn how to be a Potter...without falling for her new brother?

James comes up with a nickname.

A series of drabbles between Lily and James that I decided to write because I wanted to be self-indulgent one last time.

Potter was going to say that he wasn't my boyfriend. I couldn't let him do that. For the love of Merlin, I could not let him do that. I had to stop him. He couldn't tell her the truth. So I did the only conceivable thing I could think of. I kissed him.

The final chapter of Molly Raesly's "Boyfriend" series.

"I dropped my fork. Did he really just say that? Smehkaleen." The much awaited sequel to Molly Raesly's "Boyfriend."

No one questioned that James Potter should receive a Hogwarts letter....

Sixteen and reckless, with smooth black hair, greyblue eyes, and a personality that screamed “Motorcycle.”