A lone figure sat motionless in a compartment in the Hogwarts Express, looking idly at the fogged up window. It was raining outside, droplets of water splashing on the glass as the blurred shapes and colors of trees swayed by strong winds. There were no lights, shadows cascaded on the face of the solitary form but it was no bother of course, darkness its sanctuary.

The door suddenly drew open and a first year, head drawn down, came in not even noticing the occupant. Our previous one made a slight clear of throat and caught the attention of the boy, another curt nod toward the door made an obvious statement.

The young man cowered at the undoubtedly older student and stuttered a quick, "Sorry, sir." And then walked away swiftly, the eyes of the shadowed figure following the lad as he made himself out, the still unknown person relaxed and went back into staring out to the wet fields that they go by.

Until the compartment door once again drew open to reveal figures, three of them, with Slytherin seals sewed up on their dark robes. They show it with pride, their chins up high and motioned for the inhabitant to stand up.

The first of the trio commanded light be shown and they were washed in brightness, "I see you haven't changed much, my friend," a casual conversation to be started by a black haired boy who excelled most in Potions.

"Indeed, I agree with Severus," drawled the second with slicked platinum blonde hair, "have you no intention of changing your…way?" his pale blue eyes lingered on the figure that was now dwarfed by the height of the three other students.

Snickering, another boy with brown hair on his head added, "Quite, still, though, do you still prefer to wear pants instead of skirts, my dear Lilia?"

By the name the form is most defiantly a female, red gleaming hair poked out of the baseball cap being worn and answering them, she merely glared with her wonderfully green emerald eyes.

Snape took a step forward and tapped the cap twice before commenting, "You have been wearing that hat for six years now and I have never seen you take it off," he paused, eyeing the blue, dirty thing on his friend's head, "really now, have you no plan to—"

Lily slapped Snape's hand away and snapped, "There are reasons."

"Oh, really?" the brown haired boy cut in, "and what is yours?"

"None of your business."

Luscious stepped in, "Of course it is, and you are, after all, one of us."

But it was clear that she had no intention of saying anything more, "Well, let us leave it to that. The train has stopped," Severus looked at each one and continued, "Evans, Malfoy, Zabini, we are now to embark on our journey through our last and final year in…"

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"Hogwarts," breathed a lad with round black glasses, "by my wand, I missed this!" he looked around looking for his companions behind him.

He was suddenly jerked forward with surprising force mixed with childish laughter, "James you're blocking the way of the new club leader!" the new comer declared tossing his head up and walked toward him like a king and when he reached our beloved Marauder, he paused and demanded a crown and scepter.

A hearty laugh from behind the 'king' evidently coming from a sandy haired boy, "What are you leader of, Sirius?"

Sirius straightened his composure and announced, "I am the proud leader of the," he paused and looked around, his eyes landed on their house crest and his eyes twinkled, "Gryffindor, er, G-g-uys…? I mean the Gryffindor Guys, yeah!"

James rolled his eyes, "Gryffindor Guys, huh?" he asked lamely.

"Yup!"

"Well, whom do you rule over, oh great and mighty and powerful and great and mighty and powerful—"

"James you're repeating yourself." Said the werewolf grinning from ear to ear.

The boy with unruly black hair sighed, "It's a joke, Remus," he cleared his throat and continued, "leader and king of the club of Gryffindor people?"

"It's Gryffindor Guys, but, there's me and," Sirius looked around and saw a chubby boy running towards them, he quickly grabbed the boy with blonde hair and resumed, "Peter Pettigrew!"

Peter was surprised and gave Sirius a hug too, "I didn't know you cared so much!" and he pretended to cry hysterically.

The Marauders were laughing as they made their way to the castle in a horseless carriage, until James spotted something that caught his eyes. Lily Evans, the girl or boy with her or his group of Slytherins, James rubbed his hands together, "Ah, yes."

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"Hello, my little itty bitty little tiny short weetle Christmas tree," greeted James as they reached the Slytherins. James's gang all glaring at the other group of people and, of course vise versa

Lily's eyes flamed, "Hello to you as well, my disgustingly mop headed little freak," she gave him a sweet smile, "how have your summer been?" she turned and headed in the castle, as did James and both ignored each other as everyone streamed inside.

It has been like that since day one and they've been greeting each other on the same spot with same gestures and same words for the seventh time. None bothered to stop them from fighting. It was fruitless.

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Albus gazed at every student through his half moon glasses, the sorting has just ended and it was time for the welcoming speech so he stood up and made his speech, "Welcome." And then he sat down again.

Some of the students allowed themselves to snicker but noticeably, every one has respect for the old man.

Minerva glanced at Albus and then stood up, "Now, since the Headmaster has given his speech, let us proceed," she cleared her throat and got a scroll and then read, "our Head Boy for this year is Mr. James Potter."

There was a aloud applause heard and James stoop up and bowed, remaining standing (let's just pretend over here, kay?)

The Transfiguration teacher smiled, proud at the boy who never failed a test, and then once again she read from the scroll, "And our Head Girl, whom will be having the pleasure of assisting Mr. Potter is," she cleared her throat (almost like a contest, huh?) the Prefect girls who qualified crossed their fingers, hoping and praying to Lady Luck, "well, it's Ms. Lily Evans."

Gasps and remarks of surprises erupted in the Great Hall, even Lily twitched as her name was said, this is not right, no way am I going to work with the dork. She did not react, though, kept silent and did not stand up.

James got the full blast, "To be Head Girl, you are supposed to be a girl!"

Approvals could be heard from all houses except for Slytherins and a number of Ravenclaws (hey, Lily can't be that mean, so let's say she has friends in other houses).

Lucius nudged Lily, "You have to up hold your dignity," she ignored him, "if not for you, then for the house, for Slytherin."

Lily glared at Luscious because she hadn't any choice but to stand up and acknowledge the title. She stood up and crossed her arms and glared at everybody. This is going to be such a long year.

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My note: Hey, guys! Like it? It actually has a plot, maybe revealed on the next chapter or so, and I'm not about to forget it again. It includes Voldie and some dares, I hope you like it! This story was bugging me, and so I made it. I'm very serious about this one so maybe the updates will be more frequent, but not now, cause we're on our way to Grandma's house!

Really hope you like it, I'll update as soon as I can…or maybe…*shrug* wish me a happy birthday and please review, flames are accepted, and have a pleasant day.

Oh, and my other story, uh, there was this someone who said there was a movie about it, I didn't know that, so do you think I should continue it? It's the one with Lily and James again. They rock!

           OK, sorry, for spelling Malfoy's name wrong, it's just that MS Word keeps wanting me to change the spelling to Luscious, so you know…sorry.