Disclaimer: This plot is mine,

Not used all the time,

J.K. Rowling owns the Potters,

Also the teachers and friends,

If I said this was mine, I'd face a fine!

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As Lily woke the following morning, she became aware of what James had said to her the previous evening.

"I love you. I love you."

It had repeated so many times in her dreams it sounded like a broken record. She couldn't even remember now what the scene had looked like.

Showering, changing and then buckling up her shoes, Lillian faced the day, her jaw set and her eyes dancing with a familiar flame.

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"I told her," James murmured to Sirius at breakfast.

"You what?" Sirius cried. Everyone in the hall looked at the pair. Blushing profusely, they continued in hushed tones.

"I told her, Lily, that I loved her," James repeated. Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"Well, hope you did the right thing, mate. But you've got about as much chance with her as me being killed by a Death Eater from Voldemort!" Sirius joked (A/N: See the pun? OotP, you should read it if you haven't already). James flinched slightly at the mention of the dark wizard. He looked up from his yoghurt to see Lily sit down between Rebecca, Molly and Ethan. Molly and Ethan were together and Rebecca was Ethan's older brother.

Lily glanced up and caught James gazing at her. She cast him a withering glance and went back to eating. James didn't have time to think about that before a flutter of owls burst from all angles. The flurry of them managed to deliver a newspaper smack bang in the middle of James' yoghurt and Lily received a letter.

James watched as Lily opened up the sheaf of parchment, flitted her eyes across it and visibly paled. James frowned but went back to the Daily Prophet. Leafing through it, he exclaimed: "Nothing's happening!" causing everyone to look at him again.

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The first subject for James was Potions, Lily had Transfiguration. Separating, James clambered down to the dungeons, trying not to think of the dreaded teacher, Snape.

"Class. Refer to page sixty-six today. I will retrieve your ingredients and then you will follow me to the Transfiguration room where you will make your potion in the corner under the supervision of Professor McGonagall. I have some things to refer to today so I will not be taking you," Snape commanded. The Slytherins' scowled angrily but the Gryffindors' beamed.

Gathering up his equipment, James followed behind Sirius, nudged Remus a few times and glared at a few of the Slytherins'.

Snape knocked on the door and then opened it, filing quickly down the familiar stairs.

"Quickly!" he barked. A few students stumbled down the stairs and then set up their cauldrons and opened to page sixty-six.

Snape vanished outside as McGonagall unfurled a large piece of parchment.

"These are the people you will be working with for your Potions. My Transfiguration class will also be mingling with you lot because I can't look at one group and the other. Refer to this to see who you are with," McGonagall informed them. James walked up to the parchment and scanned for his name.

"Oh no," he groaned to Remus.

"What?"

"I'm with Lil," he replied. Remus smirked and tramped back to his cauldron to be joined by Rebecca. James turned back to his cauldron and saw Lily pale at her name next to his. Scowling, she strode over to him, glanced at the text book and started preparing for the cookery of the potion.

"Hi," James attempted. Lily frowned, looked around like she had heard something, shrugged and returned to her grinding of the unicorns' horn. James could have hit her had he not managed to just contain his temper.

"Can't we just talk?" he asked.

"Oi, Rebecca! You hear something?" Lily questioned the girl. Rebecca looked up at Lily and then glanced at James' annoyed face and shrugged, pointing behind Lily. Lily turned but seemed to look right through James.

James clenched his fist at his side, glaring at Lily. Lily finally raised her gaze to meet his eyes and not only paled further but dropped her bowl, fear filling up her eyes.

"Lillian? What is it?" McGonagall asked from across the room. Lillian cast a fleeting at McGonagall before sprinting out of the classroom. The entire class looked at her while James just had a look of pure concern and bewilderment.

"What did you do?" Molly cried.

"Nothing," James responded honestly. "I don't know what she's on about." Molly raised an eyebrow before returning to her potion.

"Mr. Potter!" McGonagall called for the fifth time. James turned and jogged over to her.

"Yes, Professor?"

"Catch up to Miss Evans, please. I would like you to talk to her," the Professor instructed him quietly.

Nodding, James sauntered up the stairs before running after Lily's shadow down the hall. Being a Seeker, he was extremely fit.

He followed Lily outside where she sat down at a tree and burst into tears.

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A/N: I'm getting many reviews lately saying that I should leave the characters alone. Well, I'm afraid that it isn't going to happen because this is called 'FanFiction' making you make your own stories. Other than that, see you next chapter!