"And I am proud to announce this years Head Boy and Head Girl as none other than Mr. James Potter and Ms. Lily Evans!" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled mysteriously as he looked at the two 7th year students. The roar of applause was deafening throughout the Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor house tables; who was better suited for the Head Boy job other than brave, noble, Quidditch star James Potter? And no one could see the Head Girl be anyone but pretty, kind, top-marks student Lily Evans.



Of course, the only ones unhappy about this arrangement other than the Slytherins were the honored people themselves. Lily and James had disliked each other ever since second year when Lily transferred to Hogwarts, and James felt it his duty to tease the girl about her hair. Then of course, Lily threw a spell at him, causing her to receive a detention and sniggers from her unfamiliar classmates. She swore that she would hate James Potter forever from that day forward, and Lily Marie Evans always kept her promises.



James and Lily stood up to acknowledge the applause and caught each other's eye for just a second.



Lily's Pov

Not bad, the summer has done him some good. Grew a few inches, shoulders broadened, but still the same annoying smirk always constant on his face. The expression doesn't help his looks at all, though a lot of the girls don't seem to agree. Traitors. Ah well, better sit back down, Anne and Lor will probably be wondering why I didn't tell them about becoming Head Girl.



James's Pov



Still as pretty as ever, though her hair is slightly darker now, auburn, I think. She did grow, probably three or four inches under my six foot two. Green eyes always sparkling, except when she looks at me, they turn slightly gray. Maybe I should be extra nice to her this year, could she forgive me and be friends? Hey, maybe she'll make a good girlfriend. Whoa, James, don't get ahead of yourself there, take it slowly, get the forgiveness first. There, that's my goal, apologize to Lily Evans, the only one in this school besides Snape that absolutely hates me. James sighed; this was going to be one loonngggg year.





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"So Lil', why didn't you tell us about becoming Head Girl?" asked Laura, (otherwise known as Lor) Bromstor. The black-haired brown-eyed girl was one of Lily's closest friends; they had known each other ever since Lily had transferred to Hogwarts in second year.

"Oh, you know me, I just wanted it to be a . . . surprise?"

"No really, why not?" asked Anne, who was also a close friend of Lily's. She had dark brown hair, and hazel eyes, but they had flecks of gold in them. At least, that was what everyone else said.

Lily sighed; they knew her too well. "Okay, fine, I just didn't want more fuss over me. I got enough of it at home. You know Mum," Lily stood up and put on a fake, flattering voice. "Oh LILY, dear! We're so PROUD of you! What would you like? Here, take this piece of toast, Petunia can have the burnt one!"



"You know we would never do that!" Lor said indignantly, "Maybe once,"



"Twice." Anne corrected



"Maybe, every SINGLE minute?" Lily said sarcastically. The two girls looked sheepish.



"Sorry Lil', you were right. But working with James Potter!" Anne sighed dreamily.



"That's okay, as long as you realize that I'm always right, and you're always wrong, and James Potter is NOT handsome!" Two pillows hit Lily's head, and then they were soon immersed in a loud and feathery pillow fight.



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"Hey you guys, looks like some people are having fun, WITHOUT us!" Sirius, a rather good-looking boy with brown hair and blue eyes, said while pointing to the staircase that led up to the 7th year girls' dorm. The shrieking and laughing could be heard all the way down in the Gryffindor common room.



"Now we wouldn't want that Sirius, right?" Remus said sarcastically. He had sandy colored hair and bright eyes.



"Of course not my dear friend!" he replied enthusiastically.



"Then maybe we should go scold them for not inviting us!" suggested James. Sirius looked ecstatic.



"Come on then!" cried Peter, the last of the boys group. He had blonde hair and watery blue eyes, and was rather short for his age. The four trouble-making students scrambled up the staircase and burst into the dorm where they met three very, er. . . fluffy students.



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