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After running down many hallways and corridors, Lily Evans and James Potter finally slowed to a walk. They were safe as long as they weren't near the huge thug, Bruce Davies.

Lily glanced at James, feeling a bit shy. He had saved her from being in a lot of trouble with the Slytherin, but he was still a big jerk and an "enemy". Her feelings for him had changed over time, in a good way some would have said, and some would have thought it in a bad way. He had brought an end to being so annoying and self-centered. At least around her.

"Um, Potter?" Lily said, breaking the silence between them. She didn't meet his eyes when he looked at her.

"Yeah?" James replied, a little hopefulness in his voice. Maybe she was going to admit her love to him! Or she could even ask for his hand. Ah, the possibilities.

"Thanks for . . .for saving me." Lily said lamely, looking at the dull, gray stone walls. Geez, that came out well.

"Oh, that's alright," He said with disappointment, "I guess I felt it my duty to be the savior." He grinned. He'd probably do anything for Lily Evans.

She turned her sparkling green eyes towards his handsome face. His grin seemed to be contagious since she gave him a small one herself.

"Well, thanks." She said again. James shrugged and went on with walking.

As they were nearing the Gryffindor Common Room entrance, James ahead of Lily, a curly brown haired girl came rushing up to them, or rather, James.

"Oh! Jamie-poo! I was looking ALL OVER for you! Where were you?" Leslie asked, grabbing his arm and clinging to it as if he was going to blow away.

"I had some business to do." James replied, prying Leslie's delicate fingers off his arm with great distaste.

"Oh alright then! So, what are you doing tonight?" She said in her most sweet and lovable voice. Leslie, being too thick, hadn't even noticed the stunned looking Lily who was gawking at the couple.

Lily never thought she'd be jealous of any other girl. But here she was, staring hard at Leslie, jealous of her as can be. The bouncy girl had excellent looks that Lily thought she would never ever be able to achieve, and she was skinny, which Lily was but not enough to satisfy her. Only one thing that she wasn't jealous of: Leslie's personality.

Lily would have by no means guessed that she had those kinds of feelings for James. She wanted to be the one who was cared for, the one to be loved. But Lily hadn't noticed James' expressions, though. Looks of disgust and annoyance covered his face.

"Tonight? Hmm, I have plans with my friends." He lied, staring straight ahead. A flop of his messy, wild black hair fell in front of his face. Leslie reached up to it out of his hazel eyes, but James turned away.

"Jamie? What's wrong?" Leslie asked, concerned.

"Leslie," James sighed," I don't like you, okay?" This was definitely not what she had expected. Her face looked frozen, then she smiled brightly.

"That was SO funny, Jamie!" Leslie exclaimed, pretending to laugh.

James winced as she laughed. It didn't sound too good. He stopped. So did Leslie.

"No, I mean it. We're over." He said firmly, gazing into her clear blue eyes. She was gaping. It took her a few moments for her to realize that he was serious.

"O-Okay. I don't understand why you did this, but you'll hate yourself for doing it." Leslie stuttered, striding away from him, furiously. Down a ways, Lily and James heard her burst into tears, muttering about bad boys and regrets.

"She should join Bruce Davies." Said Lily. She walked up to James' side, again. He looked up from the floor and met her brilliant eyes. She blushed and looked away.

They continued to stroll. When they were passed the Great Hall, James spoke all of a sudden, under an inspiration.

"Your much better." He said simply.

Lily blinked but didn't say anything. She didn't know whether or not to take him sincerely. She noticed, though, that he didn't just use-and-dump Leslie; he had a reason. Leslie was different, Lily had sensed. There was something weird about her. Something evil. Lily shook herself mentally.

"Was she your girlfriend?" She asked. James nodded with an angry face.

"She was pure evil. And annoying, not to mention." He said through clenched teeth. He started to fiddle with the sleeve of his cloak.

Lily knew he was exaggerating, but the look on his face showed much hatred.

"Ah, maybe not that bad, but I know what you mean." Lily said understandingly.

James beat his fist on the wall, not being able to contain his fury.

"Ja-Potter! Control yourself!" Lily said, gripping his arm to stop him.

He looked at his arm that she was holding and then to Lily. His infuriated expression suddenly changed into a grin. Lily noticed what she was doing, and drew her hand away quickly, flushing.

"It's alright, Lily!" James laughed, throwing his arm casually over her shoulder.

Lily said nothing, and did nothing either. As soon as the two arrived in front of the Fat Lady's portrait, James took his arm off of her.

The Fat Lady looked at them both suspiciously and demanded the password.

"Smelly feet." James said, smiling. It had been Sirius' invention.

The Fat Lady nodded, and the golden frame swung open to reveal the Gryffindor Common Room. Lily and James entered.

"Seems the Fat Lady has gained some weight!" James joked, sitting down on a sofa in front of the dying fire.

The read and gold room was deserted since everyone was in bed. Lily laughed and surprised James by sitting next to him. She stretched herself out on the overstuffed couch. Her feet dangled off the armrest and her head was resting on the cushion.

"So, tell me about yourself." James said, leaning back on the burgundy pillow, gazing intently at the left over ashes that were glowing orange- red.

"I don't want to bore you to death, though." Lily stated.

"Trust me, you won't" James said, grinning.

"Oh fine, then." Lily gave in.

She told of her family, her younger years, and of all her muggle friends that she had to leave. She also let him know of her much hated sister, Petunia, who was getting married soon to someone who was almost the match of Bruce Davies. James had to laugh at that.

When Lily had talked about things as much as she would let him know, there was a silence. It wasn't one of those uneasy, bashful silences; it was just a comfortable one.

The silence lasted until Lily fell asleep right then and there on the couch. James thought she looked uncomfortable, and put her head in his lap. He stared at her happy, calm face, and her bright red hair that was fanned out behind her. After a few attentive minutes of gazing at Lily, James also fell into a slumber.

****

Lily Evans awoke, finding her head on something warm and soft. She turned and found James sleeping peacefully.

Judging by the sky outside the window, Lily figured it was around breakfast time. She got up quietly and slipped though the portrait hole.

That was the second time she had slept next to James Potter. What was with her? She hated him.

"Maybe I don't hate him as much as I really thought I did." Lily thought.

She arrived in the Great Hall a few minutes later. At the moment, she didn't care what she looked like. She was happy, and that was all that mattered.

The Hall was empty except for a few Slytherins who were talking inaudibly. Lily sat at her usual spot and helped herself to some pieces of bacon and toast.

Little by little, people filtered in. Lily just sat on the bench, absorbed in bewildered thoughts of James Potter.

****

James felt a hand on his shoulder, shaking him. He groaned and rolled off the sofa, onto the floor.

"What?" He moaned, not opening his eyes.

"Come on mate! It's eight thirty! You need to wakey-wake now!" Said Sirius Black, annoyed at his best friend.

"Why now? You disturbed my sleep!" James mumbled, still lying on the floor, eyes closed shut.

"Well, I couldn't help it, you see. I just HAD to!" Sirius grinned, kicking his friend lightly.

"Yeah right, Padfoot. You wanted to interrupt my beauty sleep!" James groaned.

"You know, James, that classes start in five minutes?" Another male voice asked calmly.

James cracked one eye open to look at Remus Lupin.

"You're just joking." He said.

"No he's not, Prongsie!" Sirius jumped in.

"Oh crap!" James yelled, shooting up off the carpeted flooring.

The three Marauders raced to their first class, Herbology. All the class, including the teacher, looked up at the boys. They grinned.

The class started off boring, as normal. The instructor explained Mogweeds and how to pot and plant them. Then gave the students the actual thing.

Mogweeds were all leaves, it seemed. There was no visible stem, flowers or seeds.

James stomach growled. He hadn't any breakfast so he was pretty hungry.

"Professor?" James called down the long, dirty table.

"What Potter?" Seedwing answered. He didn't like the Marauders very much because they were just burdensome trouble.

"Are these leaves edible?" James asked, grinning widely. The class laughed hysterically. He was starving, and wanted food soon.

"What do you think, Mr. Potter?" Professor Seedwing said, glaring at the black haired boy.

"Oh, that's what I thought." James replied, and went back to work, planning some pranks on enemies.

****

When all the classes were over, all the different houses went into their appropriate Common Room. Except for one person.

The Marauders were huddled in the corner, discussing new pranks, while the other Gryffindors did homework.

"No Padfoot! He won't be scared of boxers!" James was arguing.

"Yes! I swear! Last year, I put boxers in his bed-just to try it out, you know-and he screamed on and on and on and on and on and-" Sirius explained, but was interrupted.

"We get it! But I do think Snape's afraid of trees!" James said excitedly.

"Trees, Prongs?" Remus asked doubtfully, raising an eyebrow.

"Trees! I saw him once . . ." James told many things that proved that Snape was scared of trees. Peter sat there nodding, while Sirius added his comments. Remus just shook his head, but listened none-the-less.

After ten o'clock, everyone in Gryffindor was in their dormitories. The Marauders were talking loudly, annoying the other guys in their dorm to death.

Finally, Sirius, James, Remus and Peter were asleep.

****

James Potter was awoken by something moving. Something was just outside his drapes, shuffling around. He stayed still, listening intently. What in the world was it?

His curtains were pulled apart. A slim, dark figure was standing there, breathing steadily.

"Jamie-poo?" It said.

James jumped.

"Leslie?" He asked the shape.

"Yes?" She answered. James groaned and rolled to the other side of the bed. Why was SHE here?

"Jamie? I just wanted to apologize. Can we get back together now?" Leslie said, answering his question.

"No. Now go away." James said dully, his back facing her.

"Oh, but why not? We are so perfect!" She begged, touching his shoulder with her hand. He moved away from her grip.

"Because. I don't like you at all. You're annoying, stupid, self-centered and everything else that's bad!" James explained, angrily.

"You don't?" Leslie asked, hurt by his words.

"Yes, I don't. Can you PLEASE go away now?" James groaned, shoving his face into his pillow. Why couldn't she just get that through her dense head? He had asked her twice already.

"Jamie-poo! I thought you loved me!" Leslie pleaded, ignoring his question.

"Nope. I never did. Go away." He said.

"But-" She began.

"No! I don't want to hear what you have to say! OUT!" He yelled. She didn't budge.

James picked her up and pushed her out his dormitory's door. He locked it with a charm and made his way back to his bed.

"Finally. Sleep." James mumbled before drifting off into dreams of a brilliant redhead.

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A/N-Well, that took awhile! Please review!

For the "I really really hate homework" club (Anna L. Black's idea!)- What is your least favorite subject?

Don't have to answer it, it's just for FuN!

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