(A/N) I'm glad you guys liked this. Anyways, I'm going to portray Lily as a little violent in the beginning of this chap. And, I never really read a fic with Madame Rosemarta as the firend. But if there is one out there, let me know? Anyways, I'm open to any ideas. In fact, I'm begging for them. ENJOY!

Disclaimers: No, I don't own this. Yes, I wish I did. Who doesn't?

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James huffed on his Head Boy badge and whiped it with his shirt. Jessica giggled and pinned it on his shirt. Sirius groaned as Remus said, "Checkmate."

James threw out his chest and looked at his flavor of the week. Jessica had large blue eyes and blonde hair. A regular airhead. Someone screamed and Sirius chuckled.

"POTTER!" Lily ran down the stairs, her red locks sticking to her face. She was soaked. He sniggered and jumped up, putting the couch between them.

"YOU'RE DEAD!"

"Tell me something I haven't heard."

She roared and leapt over the back of the couch. James pressed himself against the wall. Lily looked ready to kill.

Remus jumped too, and grabbed Lily in midair. She fell on the couch, and Jessica screamed. She scrambled up and hid behind Peter, out of the range of fire. Lily tried again to get her hands on James.

Sirius laughed. "What's the matter, Evans? Not exactly a morning person, are you?"

Lily pushed Remus' attempts to keep her from killing James away, and angrily marched up the stairs.

"Well, good morning to you too!" James yelled after her, as the common room burst into laughter.

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Lily slammed open her door and threw herself on her bed. Rose walked out of the bathroom and sighed. "Not again..."

"Yes, again! I swear, one of these days, I'm going to murder that prat! And what are you doing in my room, anyways?"

As Head Girl, Lily got her own room. Rose shrugged. "I like your bathroom better than the prefects'. Did you know that your tub doubles as a hottub?"

Lily nodded into her pillow. Rose unplucked the wire and checked the canapy. She smiled. "You got off easy. They have about nine more balloons up here, that didn't go off."

The red head groaned and sat up. A small smile grew on her lips. "Lily? Are you okay?" Rose asked, concerned.

"I'm fine. Let's not let those balloons go to waste, shall we?"

Rose returned the grin and nodded.

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James grinned at Jessica as she muttered that she'd meet him at breakfast. She ran up the stairs to the girls' dorm. Sirius shook his head. "So, are you dropping her today or tomarrow?"

"Today. If I hear one more giggle, my eardrums are going to explode."

Remus nodded. "It's about time. That's maybe the longest girl you had yet, James."

"Two weeks? Aren't you exaggerating?"

Sirius snorted. "No."

They continued to argue as they made thier way to breakfast.

Suddenly a large waterballoon splattered over James' head. He looked up angrily, through the watery blur on his glasses. He could make out red hair and a broom. "Duck, Potter!"

He jumped out of the way as Rose dropped one of her own water balloons. It splattered all over Sirius. He yelled.

"Take that, Black!"

He glared up at the Spanish beauty. She smiled and dropped another waterballon at his feet. James yelled as another waterballoon exploded behind him. It spattered all over his back. Lily hovered eye level behind him.

"Aw. Did Jamesie Wamesie wet himself?"

James reached angrily towards her, but she shot out his reach. Even through the situation, he had to admit that she was a great flier.

Rose dropped a balloon on Peter. He yelled. Remus was leaning on the far wall, amused, and not a drop wet.

Lily and Rose took their last balloons and tore them apart over James' head. The combined water from both balloons exploded over his head.

"EVANS!"

She shot him a short salute before she and Rose flew back out a window. Lupin chuckled.

"You know, being the nice guy does have it's advantages..."

"Shut up, Moony." Sirius growled.

"James! What happened, sweetie?"

Jessica rushed forward and dried his glasses off on her shirt.

"We're going to get changed, *sweetie*. Meet you at breakfast." Sirius laughed. They left, giving James a minute to talk to the high- pitched blonde.

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Lily and Rose flew into their window and collapsed on her bed. "That was hilarious!" Rose gasped.

Lily performed a charm to dry off her hair. "I'm never going to forget the look on Potters face..." She made a face, impersonating him, and Rose burst into laughter. The door creaked open. Brilliant red hair appeared over the door.

"Guess what?"

"What, Molly?"

Molly Clove walked in. She was grinning. "James Potter just jilted Jessica Lockhart."

Lily rolled her eyes. "Suprise, suprise. He can not stay in a relationship."

"He's James Potter. Can you blame him? I wouldn't either, if I was as yummy as him." Rose giggled.

"Rose!"

"What? I mean, sure, he's a prat, but he's still yummy."

Molly sat on Lily's bed, next to Rose. "She's right, you know."

Lily sighed. "Out, out, oooooout! I'm taking a shower."

"What about breakfast?" Molly asked.

"I'm not hungry. Meet you in Divination."

Rose sighed and dragged Molly out. "Alright. Don't forget to bring your cheat sheet."

"It's called a book, Rose."

"Same thing."

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James sank in his seat. His eyelids drooped. "Mr. Potter? Would you please tell the class the three types of Seers?"

His eyes snapped open. Trelawney stopped in front of him.

"Um, Star-Gazers, Psychics, and...er...Quacks?"

The class burst into laughter and James gave the professor a small grin. She sighed and pulled out a parchment. After writing on it, she handed it to James.

"Detention, Mr. Potter. Please come back here at eight."

"But...but-"

Sirius kicked him. "Shut up."

"But I'm Head Boy, she can't do that!"

Professor Trelawney sat behind her desk and striaghtened papers. "I just did, Mr. Potter."

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Lily smirked at him. And as class ended, she, Rose, and Molly were the first out of the trapdoor. As they ran to potions, Lily ran into something large. She fell back and her books scattered over the hall. Hagrid grunted.

"Sorry 'bout that L'ly. Let me help yer." He picked up her books and handed them to Lily as Molly helped her up. Lily took her books out of his large hands and put them back in her bag.

"How's it going, Hagrid?" Rose piped up.

"Same ol', same ol'. What's yer next class?"

"Potions."

He grunted agian. "Don't wanna be late fer that class."

They nodded and continued to power walk to the dungons. Someone jogged up to them.

"Useless old sponge, isn't he?"

"Shut up, Malfoy." Molly gritted.

The tall, blonde boy sneered. "Well, he is. Doesn't do anything but stand around and take up room."

Lily snapped and dropped her bag. Pinning him against the wall, she growled, "If you ever talk about Hagrid like that agian, Malfoy, I'll rip out your-"

"Ten points from Slytherin, Malfoy. For provoking a fight." Someone growled behind her. Rose and Molly dragged Lily off of Lucius. She turned angrily to James as Lucius sneered and walked down the corridor.

"I had that under control, you know."

James scoffed. "Please. You were about to rip his throat out!"

"No, I wasn't!"

"Yes, you were!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Forget it!" Lily finally exploded. "I'm not going to be late for Nott's class because of you!"

She adjusted her bag and she flew down to the dungons, Rose and Molly at her heels. The flopped in their usual seats in the front of the class. James breezed in with Sirius, Remus, and Peter, just as the bell rang.

"A point from each of you." Nott sneered.

"But, Professor! We weren't late!" James protested.

"I know. That was for talking back."

"But-" Sirius started, put Remus stomped on his foot.

"Sit down, boys, or I will be forced to take more points from you."

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James groaned and sat down next to Remus at lunch. "I can't believe that git took ten points from Griffindor. On the first day!"

"Most of it wasn't our fault." Sirius growled, glaring down the table at Lily and her friends. She felt his glare and returned it.

It really wasn't her fault, either. Nott took two points from each of the three girls for "breathing funny."

But who wouldn't? The smell from their potions were unbearable. Especially James'. He thought it was funny to stick a dung bomb in his. Luckily, the bell rang before Nott could take any points.

Rose sighed, following Lily's glare. "Don't let them get to you, Lily."

"Get to me? They hitched up my room with water balloons!"

Molly giggled. "That's alright. They got theirs. Someone attacked them with water balloons, on their way to breakfast."

Lily bit her lip, to keep from laughing and Rose smiled. "What goes around, comes around."

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James sighed and kicked open his door. Flopping on his bed, he massaged his temples. Peter poked his head in. "Er. James?"

"Leave me alone." He muttured. He hated first days back. They were always stressful.

Peter bit his lip. "McGonagall wants a quick meeting with the Head Boy and Girl." He said quickly, before running down the corridor.

James angrily hit his pillow and stood up.

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"Lily, McGonagall wants a meeting with you and James." Jessica mumbled, sticking her head in Lily's room. Lily looked up from her book.

"Oh, thanks. And I'm sorry about what happened between you and James."

Jessica nodded, sadly and Lily heard her mutter, "I bet."

Sighing, she stood up and walked out of her room, locking it behind her, with a password. She and James collided with each other as they reached the main stairs, leading to the common room.

"Move, will you?!"

"Why don't you?" James growled.

"Don't start with me, Potter."

"I'm not starting anything, Evans."

"Shut up, and let's get this over with."

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McGonagall folded her hands in front of her. "Now, I'd like to hear some ideas from both of you. In the letter I sent to both of you, I told you to have some ideas for this year when we spoke. Well?"

Lily spoke up. "I have some ideas, Professor. Like, maybe a Ball? Or maybe a party in our dorms?"

"For what occasion, Ms. Evans?"

"Um, Christmas? Valentines? Or maybe Halloween-"

James groaned, cutting her off.

McGonagall turned to him. "Do you have any ideas, Mr. Potter?"

"I think Ms. Evans has enough ideas for both of us, don't you?"

Lily's cheeks burned. McGonagall ignored his last remark and turned back to Lily. "Please continue, Ms. Evans."

"I also thought of a dueling class-"

"Oh, great! That's all we need, is another class, don't we, Evans?"

"Shut up, Potter! You never know! We might need the knowledge in the future!"

"Like when?"

"With the Dark wizards rising-"

James opened his mouth to retailate, but McGonagall slammed her hand on the desk, suprising them both.

"Stop it! Both of you! In all my years here, I've never seen the Head Boy and Girl disagree like this!"

Lily and James glared at each other, before turning back to McGonagall. She sat down again.

"Now. Ms. Evans, I like your ideas of a Ball. My best bet would be for Christmas. I'll discuss it with the prefects. As for the dueling club, I'll bring it up with the Headmaster. We'll see if we can find a teacher who knows enough on the subject."

James groaned. McGonagall stared pointly at him. "*And*, the Dueling Class will be completly volun-"

The door creaked open. Nott poked his head in. "I'm sorry to disturb you, Minerva, but I need to speak to Mr. Potter."

"Fine. You both are excused."

James allowed Nott to take his arm and lead him to his office. As he shut the door behind him, he turned to James.

"Mr. Potter, I am under the expression that this belongs to you?" He held up a burnt dung bomb. James kept his face passive and didn't answer.

"Mark my words, Potter, if this is yours, you can kiss your precious Quidditch good bye."

James still didn't say anything. Checking his watch, he looked up. "Can I go? I have detention with Trelawney."

"Fine. Go. But don't forget what I said, Potter-"

But James was already gone, taking up the habit of rubbing his temples again.

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MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Snape in a past life, huh? Anyways, I feel so special. I was called an evil mushroom! That's a new one, thanx. Anyways, review!