DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX!!!!! IT MIGHT GIVE STUFF AWAY!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters blah blah blah.

Hope you enjoy this; it's my first fanfiction in English.

Lily Evans was sitting next to the lake, watching the giant squid playing in the water. It was her favorite place, just behind some bushes and in the middle of a few rocks. Lily called it her cave, even if it looked nothing like a cave. Nobody ever came there, and she liked to get away from the crowd sometimes. She knew she ought to be studying for her OWLs that were coming very fast, but the idea of going back in the Gryffindor common room was not very appealing. She knew that James Potter and Sirius Black were making the law up there. It had always been that way ever since she had entered Hogwarts. James Potter and Sirius Black were rulers in their own little world, and somehow, everybody seemed to agree to this rule.

She could perfectly imagine the scene in the Gryffindor tower at that very moment. Potter and Black being annoying, Pettigrew watching them like they were gods, and Lupin trying to ignore them, so he wouldn't feel guilty about the fact he was supposed to punish them as a prefect. And, of course, the rest of the common room split between supporters who would do anything to have more, and the others, who wanted to work, but knew that whatever they said, they would be ignored.

Lily had been sitting next to the lake for about an hour. The April sun was setting, and she got up, in order to be back to the castle by dark. She waved her hand to the gamekeeper, Hagrid. She didn't know him very well, but some students were making fun of him, so she wanted him to know that he had at least one friend.

Lily knew what it felt like to be made fun of. She had been bullied while in elementary school when she was younger, but had learned to answer any insults, and by the time she came in Hogwarts, she was impermeable to Potter and Black's attacks. She belonged to the few people who neither admired nor feared Black and Potter. She belonged to the very few girls who wouldn't do anything for a date with James Potter or Sirius Black. She wondered sometimes why they were so popular, but the answer was easy: people were afraid of them. "Better having them on my good side", was what most people seemed to think. That very thought made Lily smile as she reached the castle's main door: Potter and Black were nothing if they weren't mean. Lily was popular because she was being nice.

She sat at the Gryffindor table, next to her friends Jemima and Eleonora (Ellie, as most people called her). They were both reading their Charms lesson; they had a test the next day. Charms was Lily's best class, so she could afford not to study.

After five minutes, Ellie finally seemed to notice that Lily had joined them.

"How. Hi, Lils. You were by the lake again?"

"Yeah," Lily answered with a smile, "I'm trying to make best friends with the giant squid. Doesn't seem to notice me very much, though."

"Lily, you wound me," Jemima said with a smile. "I thought we were your best friends."

"Well, just in case you decide to forget me. It's safer to have some extra friends."

"Speaking of extra friends," Ellie said with a broad smile, "Guess who asked us where you were when we were in the common room?"

Lily stopped smiling. She perfectly knew who had asked after her. Potter had had the new idea that they would be a perfect couple and had tried by all means to get a moment alone with her for two months.

"Don't worry, we didn't tell him," Jemima said seeing Lily's face. "You could kill us if we ever gave away your favorite place."

"Yeah, I really don't know what I would do if Potter of all people knew about the cave. I don't think I could survive in this school one more day."

"Did I hear my name?" said an unpleasant voice behind her.

Lily was very tempted to tell him he had heard wrong, but she just knew it would never be enough to make him go away.

"Yes, you heard your name, Mr. Potter. I was just talking about how happy I will be when you fail your OWLs. Maybe your fans will finally realize how stupid you are."

"Oh! I am wounded," James said with a smile that showed he didn't care at all if he failed all his OWLs. "But maybe then, that will make you admit that you might like me a little bit. Your problem has always been that I have more fans than you, and you are jealous. Once that problem is solved, hopefully you will fall right in my arms."

"That will be the day I die and go to hell, Potter."

"Come on, Evans, you can find a better come back. What's the point of arguing with you if I don't even have a decent enemy?"

But Lily wasn't listening anymore. She knew perfectly that the more she answered, the happiest he would be, so she might as well just stop there.

Potter seemed to get the message and left to seat next to his flavor of the week.

She thought she might finally have a peaceful night when as she was leaving the table, James got up and whispered in her ear: "So, where is this cave of yours?"