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Summary: James Potter and Lily Evans haven't seen each other in over 5 years. But fate leads them to meet again on a NYC subway!

Things in italics are character's thoughts.

Anyways, on with the fic!

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" Lily Evans's little red alarm clock went off. It was 6:30 in the morning.

Lily didn't bother to get, but just rolled over to the side of the bed farthest from the irritating noise. After a couple more minutes of annoying beeps, she finally got up. Walking over to her mahogany dresser, she turned it off. Lily ran a hand lazily thought her flaming her hair, yawning quietly. Still sleepy-eyed, she trudged into the bathroom to continue her morning routine.

After her brief shower Lily came out of the bathroom clad in just a small pink towel. She strode over to her closet. It opened with a slight creak. Her closet was filled with tons of clothes, but when she peered in she saw nothing she wanted to wear today.

"Hmmm…" She was thinking whether to use magic or not. "Why not?" she spoke to herself quietly.

She picked up her wand from the table stand and pointed it at herself, whispering an incantation. Suddenly she was dressed in a hunter green top and beige corduroy pants. Lily always liked green; she felt that accented her emerald-colored eyes.

After placing a bit of make-up on, she hurriedly grabbed her coat and strolled out the door. She looked a bit younger than her real age; even though she was already 25, people usually saw her as being just 19. She walked a couple blocks to the subway station.

Standing at a post, she ran a hand through her shoulder-length hair, and waited patiently for the train to come.

The E train was packed full of muggles; they were all squished in together. Lily managed to get in, and grabbed on the nearest pole.

Just another bloody Monday…

Some stops later the crowd thinned and she was able to find a seat. She sat in the corner, next to a man reading a newspaper. The newspaper covered his face; she could only see his hands and legs. It looked like he had strong, gentle hands.

Suddenly, as Lily was assessing the stranger's hands, the train gave a sudden jerk. Lily fell over, knocking the newspaper onto the floor, and landing in his lap. Lily turned a pale shade of pink.

Great, Lily. Good going. Make a complete fool of yourself.

She pushed herself up from his lap and tried to maintain a sense of composure. Avoiding his eyes, she tried to speak, but he started first.

"Are you okay?" the man asked politely.

He's British too? Huh…

Now that the newspaper was away from his face she was that he was a very handsome young man. He looked around her age. He had messy, chocolate hair, and a slightly muscular build to him. Even though they were seated, Lily could tell that he was much taller than her.

"I'm uh…fine." She managed, finally looked into his eyes. They were a dark blue color. They were vaguely familiar; she tried hard to remember if she had met this man before, but she couldn't.

"Are you sure?" he said, bending to pick up his paper on the subway floor.

"Uh huh." She said, nervously biting her lip. She knew that she knew this guy, but she couldn't tell from where.

Is that all you can say, Lily? This guy so cute and nice, and you can say is "Uh huh."

He just smiled at her anxiousness. He quickly surveyed her with his eyes. Lily's hair was a wavy dark red. She seemed fairly shy, the type of person who wouldn't argue with you.

She's beautiful. James thought to himself as he glimpsed at her emerald orbs. She seems so familiar…she kind of looks like…No. That's stupid.

"So…you're from…Wales…? Sheffield…?" The man said kindly, trying to strike up conversation.

"What? Oh!"

He must have picked up my accent the way I recognized his. Lily thought. She felt a bit stupid at the moment.

"No, I'm from Surrey." She answered with a small smile.

Her smile warmed his heart to the core.

For the next 15 minutes they talked and laughed with each other. But soon enough Lily's stop came along and she had to get off the train.

"I've got to go now. This is my stop. I'm sorry again, for earlier…" She trailed off, still feeling a bit embarrassed about the earlier incident.

The man's voice was caught in his throat.

Say something! She's leaving and you don't even know her name!

As Lily walked away he finally caught his voice.

"Wait!" He yelled to Lily's retreating figure above the mass of people flooding in through the sliding doors. "What's your name!"

"Lily!" She turned and smiled. "Lily Evans!" With that said she hopped off the train and continued her way.

His heart skipped a beat as he recognized the girl's name.

Hehehe, yes, I know. The man that I described doesn't really sound like James Potter, does he? Well…it'll all make sense in later chapters!

Well, that's all for the first chapter! Please review and tell me what you thought!