A/N:  Yes, well, here is the 2nd chapter.  It is not the best chapter I have ever written, but it will do.  I know it took me forever to write it, and I'm sorry.  I had tons of stuff to do (exams L) but I managed to do it.  And I've already written the 3rd chapter, so, it won't take long to get that one posted.  I refuse to blackmail you by saying that I won't post it until you review this chapter, but let's just say that I would be more likely to post it sooner if you review!!  Thanks to the people who reviewed my last chapter…it made me very happy!!  Oh, and a note to occupationbwitch: the 1st chapter was not based off my life.  This chapter is the one I based off my life.  So please don't bother to send a list of similarities between my life and my fic because it will be extremely long.  

Seeing the Light

            Lily woke up the next morning and walked quite normally into the bathroom. Lily's roommates thought it was weird that she was fully awake as soon as she woke up.  They wandered around brainlessly for at least half an hour when they woke up, and right now they were still asleep.

            Lily glance in the mirror, and wasn't happy with her reflection.

            "You look a bit off this morning, dear, maybe you…" The mirror said.  It was cut off as Lily quickly rushed to another mirror.  She wasn't fond of the few talking mirrors that they had at Hogwarts.  She knew she didn't look perfect, and she didn't need an obnoxious mirror listing her flaws all the time to tell her this.  The mirror was right, though; she did look a bit off.   She had been feeling kind of uneasy this morning, like she was on the edge of a cliff, and soon her fate would be decided.

            Suddenly she remembered that she had transfiguration first thing this morning, and she hadn't done the homework.  She threw her robes on while hurriedly brushing her red hair with her fingers.

            "Bye, Shay!" she said before rushing out of the dormitory.  She arrived at the great hall, sat down, drank some pumpkin juice and ate about 2 bites of cereal.  Then she ran straight back up to the common room and sat down to do her transfiguration essay.

            "Lily!  I've been looking for you!" said James.  "I was wondering if you could help me with my charms homework."

            Lily glanced down at her unwritten essay.  "Well, I dunno James.  I kind of need to…"

            "Please, Lily, I really need your help."

            He looks really cute today…

            "Oh, ok," sighed Lily.  She sat down next to James on the couch and began explaining to him the correct wrist movement to use when you are bewitching a non-living object to behave like a living one.

            Lily guiltily handed her hastily written essay to Professor McGonagall.  It was only about 3 sentences long.  Professor Mc.Gonagall glanced at it.

            "Miss Evans, I shall need to see you after class about your essay, or lack of one," she said haughtily.

            "Yes, professor," replied Lily.  As she was staring unhappily at her desk, she didn't see James curse himself silently behind her and look guiltily at his complete charms homework.

            "Lily," said James, "I'm s- -uh, I, um, could you hand me my quill?  I seem to have dropped it."

            "Sure," said Lily, picking up James's quill and giving him a sweet smile.  Wow, he's actually speaking to me now!  Maybe he doesn't hate me.

            Even Professor McGonagall's long speech on her lack of effort couldn't ruin Lily's mood.  James actually knows I exist. I know it's practically impossible, but maybe he does like me.

            "Hey, Lils, are you alright?  You look a bit, you know, out there," said Shaylyn.

            "Oh, uh, just thinking," replied Lily, with a mischievous smile on her face.

            "Daydreaming about that mystery man again, Lily?  Who is he, anyways?" asked Shaylyn.

            "Severus Snape, of course, who else?" laughed Lily.

            "Yes, I know.  He is extremely cute.  Not at all greasy."

            "Look, there he is, across the hall!" Lily pretended to faint, and Shaylyn burst out laughing.

            "Lily, are you alright?" asked James.  Shaylyn stopped laughing.

            "Do you want something, James?" asked Shaylyn, as if she certainly was not going to give him whatever it was that he wanted.

            "Oh, I just wanted to know if Lily had any eye of newt I could borrow because I lost mine," he replied.

            Lily opened her bag and felt around for a moment, then handed James a small vial, feeling extremely happy that he had seemed concerned about her health.

            That night, Lily lay awake in bed thinking of James.

It's so much fun to talk to him.  Well, we haven't really talked much.  In fact, he's only really spoken to me when he wants something.  But that one time he seemed concerned and asked if I was alright.  Right after that he asked me for the eye of newt, though.  Oh my god, all he does is ask for things!  Maybe he's just using me.  After all, for years he's hated you and your friends, and you and your friends have hated him back.  Why should now be any different?

            She stared at the darkness all around her.  She thought that I might as well have been this dark when she was talking to James all day.  She couldn't see what he was really doing anyways.  She couldn't see that he was just leading her on, using her.  She should've known it was too good to be true.  Now she was really seeing the light.