"What are you doing here

  "What are you doing here?" Lily asked as soon as her eyes fluttered open. What was James Potter doing in her room at this early hour? Where was Jackie, why were her feet cold, why was the jewelry box open.. Oh, she had so many questions.

  "Get out." She said before James had a chance to answer.

  "What?" He asked. He had been watching her sleep. It was about eight and the alarm clock hadn't gone off yet. She had been so peaceful in her sleep. She had been.. What.. Too haughty? She had always acted like a princess in her own like- But last night..

 "Get out." She demanded.

  "What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked. "Last night you were perfect.."

 "What? Perfect? You mean your idea of perfect. I was perfect before you came back." She said coolly. "Get out."

  "Princess.." He began, thinking that would calm her down.

  "Don't call me princess." She snapped. "Get out, or I'll scream."

  "What's that gonna do? No one will hear you." James reasoned, not cruelly, he was just defending himself.

  If Sirius had been there, he would have said, "You're asking for it, James."

  Lily screamed. Screamed with a capital S C R E A M E D. She screamed so loud that even the janitor, working in the basement seven floors below, heard her clearly.

  "GET OUT!!!" She demanded. As James scrambled away Jackie rushed in. She had not paid any attention whatsoever to Lily for a day and a half, she had let Lily get hurt. She was letting Lily get hurt tonight- She had to stop the plan.

  "Lily.. Are you alright? What did he do?" Jackie asked, but Lily shook her head. Her migraine raged like it never had before.

  She was not supposed to do this. She wanted to change. She didn't want to be the average girl who fell for James Potter. She didn't want to be the girl seeing someone. She wanted to forget good times with people she was attracted to so that she could be able to be the society girl she had to be.

  "Jackie, you've got great taste. Pick something out.. Something, uh, conservative. Yeah, conservative." She ranted. Jackie looked at her mentor with wide eyes. What was wrong with her? She had been happy for a day and a half. She hadn't been herself- That was it. Lily hated being the typical girl.

  She rushed into the bathroom as Jackie selected something for her. Thick white sweater set, pearly white buttons, with a dark gray skirt that went past her knees. That would be good. Black velvet heels? No, too raunchy.. Well, not really, but still- Too much. Black patent flats and ankle socks? Good.

  Lily rushed out, her dark pink lips glossed, her eyelids just a bit shiny and the mascara barely applied. Her hair was pulled away from her face in a very bouncy ponytail of curls, and she nodded approvingly at the outfit Jackie had laid out on the bed. She opened the jewelry box really quickly and found some very short chain and fastened it quickly. She also found a pair of pearl studs and clipped them on just as fast.

  She studied herself in the mirror. Okay.. Boobs not too big, skirt medium-tight.. She fidgeted with the sweater a bit and had the top button buttoned, but after that, she was satisfied. "Perfect, thanks, Jackie."

  She picked up her notebook and a fluffy pen and looked like something from the fifties. Jackie winced a bit, what was with Lily's change of heart?

  But she followed Lily down the stairs anyway.

   Breakfast was toast and cereal. They all sat at a huge table, Jackie on one side of Lily, Remus on the other. James sat across from Lily, Sirius facing Remus and Arabella facing Jackie.

  Remus mouthed "What's wrong?" to Sirius while Lily avoided everyone's eyes and shoveled cereal into her mouth. Sirius shrugged while on the other side of the bickering lovebirds, Arabella was mouthing the same question to Jackie. Amazing how alike their reactions were.

  Every now and then, James would look up from (in Sirius's words) "the ever so interesting cereal milk" and glance at Lily, but if anybody looked up, he would be studying the cereal bowl.

  Fine, if she wants to go back to normal, she can.

 Jerk. I'm going back to the plan. It's the boot for him.

  James got his spoon filled with cereal and milk, he looked both ways, making sure no one was watching, and flicked the cereal at Lily, then paid attention to his cereal.

  Smack. Jackie heard something. On the center of Lily's nose was dripping milk and three soggy cornflakes.

  Everybody (except Dumbeldore, who seemed to be immune to trouble) looked up when Lily groaned with frustration.

  Lily stood up with her orange juice glass reached it over the table, and dumped it on James's head.

  Splash. Sirius looked up from his silent word war with Remus to see his friend covered head-to-shoulders in a icky, yellowy substance.

  James picked up his bowl and turned it over Lily's head.

  SPLASH!! Remus noticed that Sirius had stopped with his good insults for Snape, and that there was a cornflake on his shoe. A soggy cornflake. And he looked up and saw a soggy Lily covered in milk and soggy cornflakes.

  Lily was wiping herself off when a piece of toast came flying at her.

  "That is IT!" She bellowed, throwing down her napkin. "This is WAR, Potter." She stomped out of the room, ignoring James's satisfied smirk.

  Got her. Welcome home, James.

  The look that the boys (except for James) exchanged clearly read, "What went wrong?"

   Lily removed the icky mess from her hair with obvious distaste. It was clean in under a second, and she had a fresh sweater set (bright yellow cashmere) on in a second. But that wasn't what was bothering her.

  Lily, the longer you stay, the more you're going to ruin your chances. Plenty of people have made you mad before. You have to keep your cool. What about the first days he was back? Huh? It wasn't until you brought up the Embassy Ball that brought you into this mess. You are such an idiot. You've already made your revenge. Now just ignore him.

  She was downstairs in no time, pleased to see James was wiping the orange juice out of his hair. She sat down at her newly cleaned seat as if nothing had happened.

  Look at his face! Welcome home, Evans.