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.

He asked her to Hogsmeade one hundred and thirty seven times. Then he stopped. And now Lily Evans has to battle her own fat mouth and mad head and the probability that number one hundred and thirty eight's going to have to be on her if she wants James Potter to ever smile her way again. Oh dear.

"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"

What she didn’t realize until after she agreed to go out with him was that these things were piling on his shoulders until he was hunched under the weight of the world and it was all he could do not to throw it off and watch it shatter.

James poses as an advice charm in Lily's diary. He's really got to start thinking through his shenanigans.

In this extremely AU story, set in the Muggle world, we see the Marauders as a group of crime-fighting, spotlight-hogging, fabulously-styled superheroes. No, seriously.

In which Lily grudgingly agrees to judge a contest between James and Sirius, and is the only one surprised at the outcome. Pure fluff. One Shot, COMPLETE

The simple tale of an idiot at Christmas.

A case of selfinflicted laryngitis leads to some interesting repercussions for Lily Evans. LJ oneshot

It was beautiful, just beautiful, but the best part would always, always be right after.

He was waiting. Waiting for her to make the next move, to dictate where this rendezvous would lead. Waiting, as always, for her. L/J, one-shot.

For a moment they only breathed, looking at each other. There was resent in his eyes and in hers. And then he said angrily, “I was in love with you and you know it.” James/Lily.

Lily muses on the Marauders, inadvertently attracting unwanted attention from everyone's favorite Head boy.

“It was love at first sight.” “Star-crossed lovers.” How come everyone else gets the romantic moments and I get the ones that happen when my brain and mouth aren’t functioning properly?

LJ. "They didn’t do it out of love. They were not in love, nor did they want to be. They barely knew each other. None of this was romantic, not even close. What they had together was purely business." R&R?

James has never lost. Ever. Lily will do anything to be the best. Obviously there's some animosity. But when things get complicated, the rivalry is upgraded from taunting to pure hatred. Of course, there's a thin line between love and hate. COMPLETE.

Breathing is not an option. Neither is thinking. But they can feel. Oh, can they feel. L/J One-shot, Mature.

The rules were simple. Provoke each other. Scream at each other. Snog each other. Do this as frequently as possible, but don't ever, ever kiss and tell.

James looked as though he didn't know whether to laugh or try to protect me. Obviously, he opted for laughing. LJ Oneshot.

There is only one thing Lily Evans loathes more than James Potter's untidy hair...And that happens to be the very interfering James Potter! R&R please!

HIATUS. L/J. "The first duty of love is to listen." In arguing, neither gave up. But when James finally walks away and Lily is left standing in his wake, the echo of his silence ringing in her ears, something changes in her heart.

Lily wants the treacle tart. Lily will get the treacle tart. One shot. LilyxJames.

Snape’s worst memory isn’t exactly treasured by James either, mostly because he was forced to shovel dragon dung fertiliser as punisment. Running into Lily Evans, covered in it from head to foot, didn’t exactly help either.Rated for language LJ ONESHOT

As if Slughorn wasn't bad enough already, now you'll never be able to see him again without spontaneously combusting from shame.

"This is me Lily" He spoke with absolute conviction that thrilled her to the core, "This is me" And he smashed his lips to hers and Lily saw stars.