hate's such a strong word...

A/N Un, deux! Ca c'est # deux. It's #2 people! I know, it's been done about a kabillion times, do i care? Not particularly. I own the people I make up and the professors and of course the plot. I'm too lazy to say all the stuff I made up but you get the idea. Italics are what the person is thinking. R/R.

Hate's such a strong word...

After lunch, the Gryffindor sixth years had herbology with the Ravenclaws. Lily, Skye and Serena were sitting with their Ravenclaw friends, Josh Harken, Paul Ingalls and Greg Majory.

"Oh you should've seen that punch guys! Lily was steaming." Said Skye, still relishing the memory.

"It sounds like a killer." Announced Josh.

"It wasn't THAT good." Lily mumbled modestly.

"Yes it was Lil, it was!"

"I saw Potter's eye last night, before I came up for bed. It was swelling like a blast-ended screwt grows!" exclaimed Serena.

"And he's got a patch on it today." Added Greg.

" I bet it's all green and blue!" declared Paul.

"Yah... I sure hope so!" Lily said excitedly.

Over at the Marauder's table, all was not well

"We have to do something to that stuck up fire head!" said James, very annoyed at the fact that she was laughing her head off right now... and he was suffering the pain of her punch.

"I agree with you Prongs."

"Padfoot! I thought Lily was the apple of your eye, the one your heart desires, the love... Owwww! Whadya do that for?" asked Remus after being smacked upside the head.

"She's hot and that's the only reason I like her got that?"

"Yes Sirius."

"Will you stop saying my arch-nemesis, other then Snape, is hot! It's a very unsettling thought you know."

"Let's do our work! Malkin is going to hang us if we don't finish." Professor Malkin was the head of the Slytherin house.

Later that evening, in the common room, James was grinning to himself. He had a plan.

"Jamsie-boy? Are you alive, you look like you've been kissed by a dementor."

"Ha ha, so funny Sirius. I just have the most wonderful, amazing trick you've ever dreamed of in my head."

"What? Fly Snape's underwear on the flagpole by the quidditch stadium?"

"NO! Getting back Carrot-top."

"You mean my precious Lily?"

"Who else is a Carrot-top?" Sirius thought to himself for a minute.

"You gotta admit she's hot though! Look at that body..."

"I don't GOTTA admit anything Padfoot!"

"Her silky skin." Sirius closed his eyes and smiled. "Mmmm! She's a real dish!"

"Shut up Siri!"

"Don't call me Siri!"

At midnight James snuck out of his dormitory and creeped to the sixth year girls' room. He slowly opened the thick door and walked in. He had to check in each bed, and just his luck, Lily was in the last one. Her red hair was flowing over her pillows like flames in a fire. Her already pale skin looked almost white. Sirius was right! She is hot... stop it James STOP IT! She's not hot...but she looks so innocent...She punched you in the eye last night! Right...right. I can't think she's hot! I don't like girls just for their looks! I'm not a perverted male chauvinist like Sirius. Then it's final! She's NOT AT ALL HOT! He did what he had come to do, turn her beautiful hair pink, she hated pink.

The next morning, a scream was heard at around 7:00. Then a intensely enraged Lily Evans stomped down the common room stairs.

"You!" she pointed at James. "You did this."

"I'm shocked you would think so!"

"Watch your back!"

"That sounded like a threat."

"No shit Sherlock!"

By the time DADA had rolled around, Lily had been made fun of at least ten times. But being Lily Evans, she had sworn revenge upon all those people. The DADA teacher was named Katy Fair. She had gone to Hogwarts two years ago and was now teaching. All the guys thought she was georgous.

"Now who can tell me what a Jylonguage does?" Nobody hand went up, with the exception of Lily. "Yes Miss Evans?"

"A Jylonguage gives people a horrible rash that lasts for weeks. The rash is purple and orange spots that cannot be cured, you just have to wait them out."

"Correct." Lily smiled at the praise. Her smile slowly turned in to that michevious grin that Skye knew only too well.

"Lil! What are you going to do? Lily I don't like the look in your eyes. Lily? Lily?"

At diner the whole hall kept craning their necks to get a look at the new pink-haired girl. When they relized it was Lily Evans they snorted in their food. It was a well-known fact that she absolutely hated pink with an emotion.

"Lily?" asked Serena.

"Yes?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Oh just use a little friend of mine."

"What?"

"Never mind."

That night was Tuesday and on Tuesday nights, Lily had a tradition. She'd wait until she was the only one left in the common room. Then she'd go to the roof of Gryffindor tower. There she would think and star gaze. She'd done it since her first year, when she and James had started to hate each other. Why? She couldn't exactly remember. This Tuesday night however, she wasn't the only one left in the common room. Somebody else was hiding in the shadows, and she hadn't noticed them. She left at the usual time and walked her usual route and she didn't have the slightest idea that she was being followed. She opened the door to the roof and climbed up. Walking to her usual spot she kept her eyes on the skies. She sat down and pulled her knees to her chest, she let out a large sigh and...

"What are you doing?" Potter? She asked herself it couldn't be... could it? No, please No! She turned her head to see the person she was hoping it wouldn't be.

"I'm star gazing, what's it look like." He walked up and sat down beside her. "What's it to you anyway Potter?"

"I just saw you leave the common room and was wondering where you were going."

"Oh. Well you know now so you can leave me in peace."

"Why should I?"

"You're polluting my air."

"I have Quidditch practice tomorrow morning, so I've got to go anyway. Bye."

"Potter wait."

"Yes?"

"You know we were actually being civil to each other!"

"We should do that more often."

"No."

"Why?"

"I've got a reputation to hold."

"Night Lily." Did he just call me Lily?

" Night James." Did she just call me James?

The next evening, after diner, Lily went up to her room. She was going to jump and plop down on her bed but... On her comforter there was a flower. A stargazer lily. Oh my god! He...but... this defies all these years of hatred. But he is kinda cute... No he's not! I hate him! But Hate's such a strong word... I HATE JAMES POTTER!

A/N so how'd ya like it? This one was kinda dumb... anyway, R/R.

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