James is determined to stay away from short, freckled redheads. Lily, having had enough drama for a lifetime, is equally resolved to avoid dark-haired troublemakers. But he rarely does what he ought, and she is too stubborn for her own good. It should be an interesting year. (6th year fic. Now complete!)

Lily Evans has problems. An ex-best friend. A sister who... is Petunia. A guilty conscience. She's determined to change. She's going to be fun. But fun is getting harder to come by in a world heading to war. If only she could be as reckless, and self-assured as James Potter and his friends. But they're changing too, and Lily's no longer as sure of the world as she once was.

Lily/James. "Lily." He choked out, shaking her shoulder lightly. "Lily!" he tried again, but with no reaction. He was terrified. She was bloody, and unconscious, and someone had just blown up the Three Broomsticks. James had to go get help.

James and Lily have decided to make it official. But between the Order, Gideon Prewett, and the fact that they can't agree on anything; that aisle looks pretty far away...with Jealous!James, Frazzled!Lily, Flirty!Sirius, Traitor!Peter, and that inevitable