"OY!" Sirius yelled as he exited the Great Hall. "JAMES! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO NOTIFY ME OF THINGS LIKE THIS!"

Remus smiled. "Finally . . . "

James pulled away from Lily, blushing from his friend's comments. Lily's eyes were round with shock, and there was a pinkish color on the tips of her ears.

"Lily, my vote goes to you." He put his hand around her waist.

She turned her head away. "James that was a rotten thing to do,"

"I'm sorry. I needed to shut you up." She laughed, then looked at the smiling Remus and Sirius.

"I'll see you in History," She brushed away his hand and walked away.

"So James, was I serious?" Remus asked, patting him on the back.

James smiled. "Yes." That was the extent of his conversational skills right now, he was still amazed that Lily hadn't slapped him or pushed him away.

"Today's Friday," Sirius said, sitting at his desk.

"Uh-huh." James said, scribbling something down.

"Are we going to Zonko's or what?"

James looked up from his parchment. "I was going to ask Lily."

Sirius sighed. "You're really asking her? What fun will that be?" He leaned back in his chair.

"I don't plan on doing much shopping, Sirius." James went back to scribbling on his paper.

Sirius grunted in disgust. "Please, spare me." He looked around, noticing he James and Remus were the only students present. "We're not early, are we?" He gasped in horror.

James looked around. "Where's Wormtail?"

Remus looked outside the window. "Where's everyone?"

Suddenly Professor Binns came floating through the wall. "Good morning, boys. Early today, are we?"

Sirius had a look of utter terror in his face. "Early? We're early? Early? DAMN YOU EVANS!"

"What's wrong with you?" Remus asked, eyebrows raised.

"She made us come to class early–on purpose I bet!" He slammed a hand on his desk.

Remus patted him on the back. "Don't worry, it's not that bad. I'm sure you'll move on."

Sirius shook his head. "This is unforgivable . . ." He looked at James. "And it's all because you kissed her! I'm ruined . . ."

James stabbed his palm with his quill to keep himself from laughing. "I'm sorry, Padfoot. I didn't mean to ruin your reputation."

"Do you mean that?" He asked, looking as if he were about to cry . . . in an infuriated sort of way.

"Er, yeah." James couldn't stop the smile spreading across his face.

"Stop it, you're just so giddy because you finally got Evans!" Sirius stood up, screaming. Professor Binns rolled his eyes.

"Please Mister Black, sit down." He obviously couldn't care less.

"NO!" He yelled, kicking his chair across the room. "I AM SKIPPING CLASS TODAY–I WILL SEE YOU MONDAY PROFESSOR!" He grabbed his books and stormed out of the class.

"Please stay, Mister Black. Class won't be the same with out you . . ." He drawled as Sirius made his way to the Common Room.

"And you make fun of me for going on a rampage once a month." Remus said, opening a textbook.

James straightened his glasses. "You think he'd be happy for me."

Remus shrugged. "What can you do? Are we skipping with him?"

"Lily said she'd see me here–"

"Sirius won't be to happy if he hears you went all mushy for Evans." He skimmed some pages of his book.

"Well, I guess I go after him then . . ." James closed his textbook.

Remus closed his textbook. "In that case: 'You shouldn't do that.'"

James laughed, "You really need to get a new speech."

"I know . . . oh well." He stood up and started to walk out of the classroom.

"Yet you're so convincing." James said, not standing.

"Are you saying that your staying here?" Remus asked, books at his side.

"I want to talk to Lily." There was a torn look on his face.

Remus looked at Professor Binns, who looked like he was sleeping. "I guess I'll stay with you then."

A/N: Dun dun dun! And so it begins . . . He-who-must-not-be-named'sIllegitimateChild: Thanks for all the dates! That helps a lot. And in case anyone caught it-I am so confused over which comes first: the prefect of the headboy/girl. Hehe. I've figured it out....don't worry about me! And thanks for all your reviews.