Authors note: I got a couple of reviews saying that Lily was in Gryfinndor. I haven't heard that rumor proved true yet so… also someone said that putting Lily in Ravenclaw was a selfless act (or something like that anyway) and that she died to save her son, which proved bravery therefore proving she should be in Gryfinndor. In my opinion ANYONE would die for their kids if they loved them. Actually I think that Lily was in Gryfinndor too but Ravenclaw worked better in this story. Sorry if I offended people for putting her in Ravenclaw but my plot worked better that way. I promise that in my next story she'll be in Gryfinndor.

My heart goes out to all the people involved in the Twin tower/Pentagon disaster. May they all live in hope and not fear.

Disclaimer: As much as I wish they were mine Lily, James, Sirius Remus, etc belong to J.K. Rowling. Everything else is mine.

Lily woke up to find her dorm empty. She dressed quickly and hurried down to the great hall. She spotted her friends at the far end of the Ravenclaw table.

"Morning," she said, as cheerfully as she could manage. I sound more like a saber-toothed tiger with a toothache than someone cheerful she thought. Her friends however didn't think she sounded strange.

"Morning," they said in unison.

"So…" began Lily. "How was the ball for you guys?" she tried.
"Great," said Haley.

"Damn straight," agreed Christina, biting a piece off her toast.

"Hey Lily," said Cian, walking past with Emily, one arm around her waist.

"Hey," replied Lily, in a venomous voice.

"Um, Lily," asked Emily, noticing the tone of her voice. "Are you okay?" Lily forced herself to smile sweetly at Emily even though she wanted to rip her hair out.

"Just peachy," said Lily, between bared teeth. Emily gave her a weird look. Cian waved cheerfully and they walked away. Lily dropped the smile and looked around as if she wanted to kill someone.

"Lily?" asked Christina, in a bemused voice, giving her a strange look. "Is something wrong?" Lily smiled again.

"Nothing, except for the fact that Cian is a womanizing asshole." Christina and Haley glanced at each other. What had they missed last night?

After forcing the story out of Lily the three girls sat under a tree in the grounds, smoking. Lily's head rested on Christina's shoulder. She felt quite miserable. For the second time in two weeks The Marauders approached them. Haley scrambled up.

"Haley," warned Lily, back to her old self for the moment at least. Haley knew instantly what Lily would have said if the boys weren't there. "Don't be so eager. Play hard to get. Haley flopped back into place leaving Remus to come over to her. He did, flopping down next to her. Sirius began to talk to Christina, who looked uninterested in what he was saying. James crouched down in front of Lily, a teasing grin on his face.

"Has anyone ever told you smoking is bad for you?" he asked, in a singsong voice. Lily pretended to think.

"Actually yes," she said. "And he was a typical boy so I didn't listen to him."

"And what exactly is a typical boy?" James asked.

"Oh a womanizing prick," answered Lily, airily. James raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

"Guys?" asked Lily. "Do you have a reason for coming to bother us or did you just come so I'd get pissed off with you and end up smacking each of you in the jaw?"

"Actually we came to see if you girls wanted to escort us to the three broomsticks for a butterbeer?" said Sirius, primly.

"Oh do lets," answered Lily, mocking him. "It'll be absolutely spiffing old boy!" Christina giggled and Haley hid a smile while saying.

"Why not. We've nothing better to do." The small group of six made their way through a long dark passageway.

"Are you SURE this leads to Hogsmeade?" Lily asked for the sixty hundredth time.

"YES," answered James impatiently for the sixty hundredth time. "We are sure this passageway leads to Hogsmeade.

"It's about time," complained Lily, when Sirius pushed open a trap door and climbed through it. The others followed.

"Ladies," Sirius said, bowing. "Hogsmeade awaits." The students walked cheerfully (with the exception of Lily who kept to the side) pointing things out as they went. They reached The Three Broomsticks and a bell tinkled as they trooped in.

"Hey Rosie," shouted Sirius, James and Remus, in unison.

"Hi boys," answered the young, pretty barmaid. "What'll it be?"

"Six butterbeers," said James.

"James?" asked Lily, snappishly. "Did you ever think that one of us mightn't want butterbeer?"

"So what do you want?" asked James.

"I'll have a butterbeer," Lily told Rosmerta.

"Lily," complained James. "What was the point of that?"

"I," answered Lily. "Am well able to talk and I don't need some boy to order for me. I'm not helpless, unlike those Hufflepuffs you date, who don't have a brain in their head."

"You picked a feisty one there, James," laughed Rosmerta. James rolled his eyes and shook his head at Rosmerta who laughed. They walked to a table at the back and Rosmerta came after them holding their drinks.

"Say Rosie," Sirius said. "What's a pretty, single girl like yourself doing working in a pub? You should be out searching for a boyfriend. I insist I take you on a date to help you get started on the search." Rosmerta laughed uproariously.

"That was the worst chat up line ever, Si," she said, still giggling.

"Did it work?" asked Sirius, eagerly.

"Tell you what," said Rosmerta. "Give me a call in a couple of years."

"You'll be getting more than one call," said James, eyeing her, jokingly. Rosmerta burst into laughter again and walked away to attend to a couple of customers standing by the bar. Haley and Remus disappeared together straight after they had downed their drinks.

"How much do I owe you, Rosie sweetheart?" asked James.

"It's on the house James honey," replied Rosmerta. "For having such charming companions." She winked at Lily, who smiled her first genuine smile since the day before. Rosmerta certainly knew how to handle men thought Lily. The four of them walked to Zonko's joke shop, where the storekeeper greeted them cheerfully. Lily had no doubt that to Sirius and James Zonko's was like a second home. The boys stocked up on all sorts of stuff that Lily thought was complete rubbish. They walked out of the dark shop into the bright sunlight and Sirius and Christina decided to buzz off and "do their own thing."

" Why?" groaned Lily. James looked somewhat hurt.

"Lily?" he asked. "Why do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you," answered Lily. "I just……..dislike you." They walked through the crowded streets.

"Why though?" he asked.

"Cos you're a flirt and you use girls," said Lily.

"No I don't," protested James.

"You have an ego the size of Alaska," continued Lily.

"No I don't," whined James.

"You have a high opinion of yourself."

"I do not!"

"You've gone out with more than half the school."

"No I haven't."

"You're a womanizer."

"I am not!"

"You get good grades even though you don't study."

"That's not true."

"And you're bloody perfect. Like that Mary Poppins one. Practically perfect in every way." The words I am not started to form on James lips but he stopped them.

"You hate me cos' I'm perfect?" asked James, disbelievingly.

"What are you on, child," Lily asked, giving him a weird look. " I never said that." James shrugged and the two of them walked around, doing, more or less, nothing.

"I'm frozen," complained Lily, about an hour later. "I'm going back to the castle." James followed her back. When they got to the one-eyed witch Lily spun around.

"By the way Potter, you never told me why YOU hate me."

"I don't hate you," he answered. He leaned down towards her and kissed her softly.