Authors note: Wow I was suddenly inspired so I decided to write this. I think I'll make it more of a serious story but I don't know because I'm writing on impulse here. Anyways special thanks to Carmel March for inspiring me to write this! Keep writing your story! Oh yes, I almost forgot. I don't own Harry Potter. This is just an expression of personal interest through writing and shouldn't be taken in offense by J.K. Rowling or anyone else involved in the making of Harry Potter.

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James Potter sat alone by the lake. Who would have thought that the most popular guy in school would be so lonely? Sure, he had friends. Pretty damn good ones too. But he what he lacked was love. Love from a girl, love from Lily Evans.

He sighed and brushed his messy black hair back so he could gaze into the azure waters of the lake. James was mesmerized as the sparkling waters shifted gently in the mid-autumn breeze. A leaf, reddened by the season, floated down onto his lap. It only reminded him of Lily and her hair. Her luxurious hair that lined the most beautiful face he had every laid eyes on.

James and Lily were in their seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. James was the guy every girl wanted; popular, funny and incredibly cute. Lily was average but in James eyes she was a goddess. Much to his disappointment Lily didn't show any interest in James. It depressed him and sometimes it made him down right pissed off.

He decided to do something about it. He couldn't go on loving her if the emotions weren't returned. So that night, right before bed, James would carry out his plan.

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Lily Evans rolled over in her bed and hugged her pillow tight. Her eyes were red from crying and her mouth was dry from the salty tears. The dark green curtains around her four-poster were shut tight. Why did she do this? Why must she always reject James all the while deep down she loved him deeply?

She shook her head and buried deeper into the pillow so she could scream. She hated herself. She hated the world. It would be so much easier just to go to sleep forever.

"No don't think like that!" She told herself, "It's not practical. I would just ruin all my dreams."

She sighed. It seemed so much easier just to run away from everything. Run away from the hurt, the pain, the love that she wanted to hold tight. No, she couldn't leave James. She could never bring herself to it.

Brushing away the rest of her tears, Lily left the dormitory join her friends in the common room.

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James could feel the knots in his stomach as he forced himself to the Great Hall to join his classmates and friends in dinner. He sat down where he usually did; next to Peter, Sirius and Remus, his best friends. James was so anxious, he couldn't eat.

"Something wrong, Prongs?" Sirius said between bites.

"No, nothing," James muttered. "Just anxious about tonight."

Sirius looked at him oddly then smirked. "What 'cha going to do, Prongsy ole pal?"

"Bet it's something to do with Lily!" Remus exclaimed.

James looked up from the plate he had been staring at. How did they know? He looked at them questionably. His friends chuckled.

"Oh come on, James!" Sirius said, slapping him on the back. "Everybody knows! You stare at her every waking moment!"

James grinned. "Is it that obvious?"

"Like a pink elephant in the middle of the dessert."

The four of them laughed. James was the first to stop, but only because he was staring at Lily again. She looked at him and their eyes caught, but for only a moment before they both looked away.

"Just wait until tonight," James assured himself.

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Lily blushed. James had caught her trying to look at him again. How would she ever convince him to like her? Sure, he always asked her out, but it was a joke. Right? She sighed, a lonely sigh and got up to leave. She wasn't hungry anyways. Little to her knowledge, right behind was James, who had decided to also leave.