Chapter 1: The Beginning
Author's Note: Ok ya'll this is my first Harry Potter fic, I decided to make it a comedy/ romance about Lily and James. I really need reviews so I know if I should continue the story. If you have any suggestions, like use more paragraphs or maybe even a little idea for my next chapter then make sure to include that in your review. Believe it or not I love flames, I think it's so funny when people start ranting and raving at me and they don't even know me…no seriously I do! Anyways now you actually get to read the fic, enjoy!
* Hello, my name is Lily Evans and these are my personal memoirs about the stages of my relationship with one egotistical wizard named James Potter. It all began in my first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry……*
I stared at the scarlet steam engine in front of me; it had the large golden letters, Hogwarts Express gleaming on its side. I took a slow, shaky breath then pushed my trolley over to a large group of boys around my age. "Excuse me, where do I put my things?" I asked one of them whose dark bangs kept falling over his eyes in the most peculiar yet pleasing fashion. The boy opened up his mouth to reply but one of his friends quickly interrupted and answered my question. I glared at him, "I don't remember asking YOU" I growled moodily. His unruly hair black hair blew in the slight breeze at the station and I felt my mouth drop: He. Was. Gorgeous. He smirked at my face that was obviously set in admiration and I quickly turned my gaping mouth into a scowl. "Thank you" I hissed finally before stomping off with my trolley trailing behind.
* That was how it began, the next few months until the Christmas holidays were absolute living Hell. He followed me everywhere I went (getting detention while doing so), passed notes to all my friends asking if they would talk to me about him (which he also got detention for), yet after all these detentions the boy just wouldn't GIVE UP!*
"James Potter, 50 points from Gryffindor for doodling obscene pictures of Ms. Evans in my classroom!" Professor McGonagall growled making me blush crimson and accidentally set my teapot to singing 'I'm Too Sexy' Instead of morphing it into a mouse making me blush even harder. James looked at me with a raised eyebrow and started to lip-synch the song while stripping his shirt off as I glared daggers at him and all the other girls started to giggle.
"James ALFRED Potter!" I spat after class stomping up to him, he blushed at his middle name the regained his composure. "Yes Ms. Teapot" James said wiggling his eyebrows when he said the newly given nickname. I slapped him as hard as I could before stomping off. "You know, you have detention too!" he called after me with a lopsided grin. I growled and banged my head against my books several times before continuing my dramatic exit, hearing a 'oh yeah… she's hot for me' on my way.
"Did you see Potter's abs during transfiguration?!" I heard a fellow classmate giggle, I rolled my eyes, "I know!!! They were like totally lickalicous!" another girl said. 'What kind of word is that?!' I thought. "Oh look there's the lucky girl…." The first one sighed pointing at me; I whirled around making both of them drop their books in surprise. "You think being followed around by that hair brained twit is LUCKY, you think having a total airhead draw 'obscene' pictures of me is LUCKY!!!" I ranted. One of the girls blinked, finally recovering from the shock of the labeled 'quiet one' screaming at them. "Uh yeah," she answered in a duh-everyone-knows-that tone, I slapped my forehead and walked into the common room.
"Is everyone in the world complete idiots?!" I yelled slamming my books down on a common room desk as hard as I could. "Not you Lily dearest" I heard an all too familiar voice coo. "Ohhhh no…no…not you AGAIN!!" I groaned backing away from the dark haired devil reincarnate. " 'Tis I, your fair Alfred" he said in a high pitched old English voice, I rolled my eyes. "I thought you hated that name," I muttered sitting down in the chair. "Well since you seem so fond of it I think I'll be called Alfred from now on….maybe you could call me Alfie.." he added, a faraway look in his eyes. I almost gagged in disgust, "the only reason I'm 'fond' of that name is because you HATE it!" I growled. He just grinned foolishly, "I like 'em feisty," he whispered wiggling his eyebrows. This time I did gag in disgust, "you are such a perv!!" I screamed, slapping him on the back of his head with one of my books. I slid out my chair, dodged a hug he was trying to give me and ran up into the girl's dormitory as fast as I could.
End Note: Sorry it was so short but I want to make the next chapter completely devoted to the detention, speaking of which if you want to give me any ideas I have a open mind! Oh yeah, does anyone know Mrs. Weasley's first name? I need to know for further chapters…and I might put a little intermission inbetween this and the next chapter…my friends have already read it and think it's hilarious. I dunno though it might interrupt the 'flow of the story'…..
