Disclaimer: OK, I don't own anything in this story except Lily's friends Steph and Elle, and the plot. Lily's friend Alice is Mrs Longbottom, who's J.K.'s.

A/N: I was so excited about posting my first story, I forgot to add a disclaimer and an A/N! So, I just want to say thanks to my great friend Steph – w/o you my story wouldn't be on here! (You might find yourself in here if you look, Steph!) And also thanks to the people who reviewed – you guys rock! I know the rest of this doesn't really follow your advice, but that's because it was all finished already. Thanks anyway! So here it is. Enjoy!

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"Hey – Padfoot! PADFOOT!"

James weaved through the mass of surging, noisy students who had just come out from Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. He looked around for Sirius.

"James! Over here!"

James spun round and spotted his best friends Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew standing in a corner of the crowded courtyard. He hurried over, excited but trying not to show it.

"So?" Sirius raised his eyebrows, looking James over questioningly. "What did she say?"

James grinned and nodded his head.

Remus looked up from The Standard Book of Spells, Grade Seven and said with a wide smile, "Congrats, James! About time, anyway!"

Peter looked up at his friends, who were all considerably taller than him.

"What? Congratulations for what?" he asked with a confused look upon his round face.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

"Wormtail, do you listen to anything? He asked Lily Evans out! Well, it's about time, mind you, he's been asking her for about five years ... maybe it's because his head's shrunk just a little bit ..."

He tried to grab James' head, but James laughed and ducked out of the way.

Peter looked surprised. "He asked her again? Well, what did she say?"

Sirius was in a state of mild disbelief.

"Wormtail, you are the thickest, most ignorant –"

Remus cut Sirius off. "Where are you going to take her, Prongs? It'll have to be somewhere good ..."

James looked thoughtful. "Yeah, I reckon I know somewhere, but we'll have to check it out first ..."

And he began to explain his plan.

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"But, Lils ... James Potter's an – an – an arrogant git!"

Lily grinned; she couldn't help it. "I know," she said, beaming around at her friends Steph, Elle and Alice, who were all staring at her as if she was crazy, which, she reminded herself, she probably was. "I mean, he was, but he's changed," she explained. "He's much nicer now, really sweet. We're having dinner tonight."

Elle and Alice were still looking disbelieving, but to Lily's relief, Steph was beginning to grin; in a matter of seconds, she was laughing.

"What's so funny?" asked Lily, as Steph wiped tears of laughter out of her eyes.

"It's just – you and Potter have always hated each other, for as long as anyone can remember," Steph said, having finished laughing. "I mean – it's you and Potter. You're arch-enemies! But now you're acting as though you've fancied him for ages!"

Seeing Lily's face go red, Steph began to smile again. "You have, haven't you?" And she began to laugh again, harder than ever, Elle and Alice joining her this time.

"Oh, shut up, you three," Lily said, rolling her eyes, but she was smiling.

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At eight o'clock that evening, James was waiting in the Gryffindor common room, where he'd asked Lily to meet him. He was about to check his watch for the hundredth time when, sure enough, she came slowly down the girls' stairs, looking very pretty indeed as her vivid hair brushed her elbows. She looked around for James and as she saw him, her face broke into a shy smile.

"Hi," said James.

"Hey," breathed Lily.

They continued to stare at each other until James tore his gaze from her beautiful, bright green eyes, cleared his throat and said, "We'd better get going ..." Lily nodded somewhat embarrassedly and they set off.

They hurried past the Fat Lady, who awoke from a doze ("Goodnight, dears ..."), and climbed a few staircases until they reached a large, blank stretch of wall.

"James, what ...?" began Lily curiously, but James held up a hand. He looked around, and apparently decided that the coast was clear. Then, he began to do something very odd: James began to pace three times up and down in front of the wall. He was muttering very quietly to himself, words Lily couldn't hear: "Something nice ... first date ... got to be good ..."

Suddenly, a door appeared.

James grinned, opened it, and beckoned to Lily ... and they entered the Room of Requirement.

The Room was dimly lit with white and gold candles, and there were fairy lights twinkling around the walls, looking like miniature galaxies of stars. In the very centre of the room was a table set for two.

"Oh, James ..." breathed Lily, looking around at the beautiful setting.

The Room of Requirement, as usual, was perfect for the occasion.

"Come on," said James, grinning, and he walked to the table, beckoning Lily to do the same.

She smiled, and followed him.