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Ignoring students' jeers and snickers directed at him, James pulled Remus and Sirius out of Potions. Lily had left before them, so James struggled to keep a safe distance behind. The three were now far enough back from Lily to not be considered her personal stalkers, but close enough to keep an eye out just incase anything weird happened.

Sirius was looking longingly at the all-too-peaceful students around him. To him, they looked like they were just waiting to be pranked. They passed one girl who, in Sirius' opinion, could've used a different hair color. Slowly, his hand inched its way into his robes, yearning to wrap his fingers around his trusted wand. The sound of James' voice brought him out of his desirous thoughts, though.

"Ow, Moony would you be careful," James snapped.

"How else am I to get them out, James?" Remus asked, a few clovers in his hand that he had just pulled off of James' arm. "They're stuck in your skin; I have to pick them."

"Could you at least pull a little less hard?" came the irritable response.

Remus didn't answer, continuing with the clovers. Sirius went back to observing possible prank victims. He let out a pitiful moan, watching a kid with rather large ears walking by. They could be so much bigger!

Turning back to look at James, Sirius whined, "James...can't I just prank one person?"

James snapped his head around to Sirius, his expression one of annoyance and irritation, "Sirius, will you stop griping! You have all the time in the world to prank! Let's just get to class; Lily's already way ahead of us, and I don't want to loose sight of her."

James grabbed Sirius' sleeve with one clover-filled hand, and the other he grabbed Remus, dragging them even faster to keep up with Lily's steady pace.

Sirius exchanged looks with Remus and muttered, "It's gonna be a bloody long day."
And a bloody long day it was. By the time everyone had reached their final class of the day, the Marauders were still smarting from their important little escapades dealing with Lily.

In Transfiguration, McGonagall had made everyone conjure up, of all things, chandeliers, on the roof of her classroom. Her roof had been altered, now having a large amount of spare room for all eighteen new additions of chandeliers.

Right after Preston Byron, a rather smart-arse Ravenclaw in their year, had conjured up a rather ostentatious, and very large, looking chandelier, it had been Lily's turn. Walking to the center of the room, receiving the attention of every occupant in there, Lily confidently raised her wand towards the ceiling and opened her mouth to clearly cry out the correct spell...Apparently, Fate had other plans.

James was the one to notice. Right before Lily could even get the first syllable out, Preston's large chandelier started to fall, the poorly attempted spell wearing off. And it started to fall right where Lily was standing, oblivious to anything out of the ordinary.

Without hesitation, James tore out of his place in the crowd and raced towards Lily, pushing her out of the way milliseconds before the chandelier could crush her.

In Charms, Remus paired up with her instantly upon request of Flitwick to find partners. Nothing too extravagant had happened in that class. Though, the girl sitting next to Lily, a Hufflepuff named Dana Chilmark, had managed to start her parchment on fire. Parchment that was dangerously close to Lily's long hair. Fortunately, Remus had quickly produced the water spell from his wand before the fire got too big.

During her break, Sirius stuck close by her, to the great annoyance of Lily. He made sure to invite himself along on a walk she took around the lake. He also hooked her in to playing a thrilling game of Exploding Snap...and even he could not prevent Lily singeing both her eyebrows.

At lunch, Lily was beginning to grow rather irritated at the Marauders. She knew they meant well by apparently wanting to suddenly befriend her, but honestly, they just didn't seem to leave her alone. While Lily was trying to enjoy her potato salad, all four pairs of eyes were on her. While Lily was trying to savor her chocolate éclair, the penetrating gazes of the four mischief-makers prohibited that.

After lunch had ended, Lily all but shot out of her seat, making a mad dash towards Greenhouse 4C, where her Herbology lesson was to begin. She thought herself mighty auspicious when she realized that, from the Marauder group, only Pettigrew attending that class with her...and Pettigrew wasn't a worry. Regrettably, her happiness of this was short lived when she was attacked by the bloody Seditiosus Clovers they were tending to that day. Unbeknownst to her, Herbology was Peter's best class, and he had successfully tamed the vicious clovers before any real damage was done. As it turned out, Peter was awarded twenty points for his great skills of plants. Though, that didn't bring any joy to him, seeing as he had passed out after the fear of the attack.

In Arithmacy, Remus succeeded in stopping Lily's wobbly chair from toppling out from under her. Unfortunately, the spell Remus used to fix Lily's chair decided to take a mind of its own and bounce right back from her chair to his and crumpled it up. He has a bruised bum and head as a souvenir.

In Care of Magical Creatures...well, that in itself is a story all its own. Let's just say that their professor decided to introduce some very interesting new creatures that day- and they happened to absolutely love the color red...the exact shade of Lily's, in fact. (Sirius escaped from that adventure with a black eye, sadly)

The day, it seemed, had not called for Peeves at all, other than the incident that morning with Lily and the bathroom. Sirius dismissed this with a pout and a snort, muttering about "lousy, rotten, paranormal, psycho..."

After all that, all the Marauders had left to say was simply this:

"Lily Evans takes way too many bloody classes."
Lily's POV

St. Patrick's Day was nearing an end. Lily was joyous, as well as the exhausted boys. All that was left was Astronomy, and only James had that with her. Sirius, Remus, and Peter were off the hook.

Lily was just retrieving her Astronomy textbook and her telescope from her dormitory in the Head's tower and walked down the hall towards the common room. With the way things were working that day, she half expected to find James waiting for her. And, alas, she was correct in her assumption, for there was James, sitting on the plush couch in front of the cackling fire.

'Wha' on earth has gotten into these boys today?' she inwardly wondered.

Sensing her presence, James turned his head around to look over the couch at her. With a genuine grin, he stood up, and Lily noticed he held a textbook and telescope as well.

"Hi," he said, "I was waiting for you."

Lily tilted her head, speaking her thoughts, "Why?"

It appeared as though James had not taken into account she would ask that, for he looked a bit flustered, "Erm, well, I..." a confident smile overtook his nervous expression, and he paraphrased the words his best friend used back that same morning, "Do I need a reason to walk my favorite seventh year girl to her Astronomy class?"

Lily quirked an eyebrow, she replied softly, "No, but-,"

"Well, it's settled then," James interrupted, seizing Lily right hand with his own and gently pulled her to the portrait hole. Lily was too surprised to yank her hand away from his, for when he had taken her hand, a spark went through her entire arm.

That spark had ignited a sudden interest in James that Lily had been certain she would never feel for him. She turned her head to glance at him. The corridors were dark being as it was so late, around eleven o'clock, so Lily had only the moonlight to illuminate the boy's face for her. She had yet to pull out of James' hand grip, finding it warm and welcoming.

As though feeling her gaze on him, he turned his head to look at her. She blushed and looked away. She didn't notice his grin as he just turned his attention back to their destination.
"...Alright everyone, so if you would just start you work, you may leave one you spot all the constellations on your list," their Astronomy teacher, Professor Solstice, concluded in her presentation.

The entire Astronomy class gathered their telescopes and their parchment, and scattered around to various locations by the numerous opened windows. They gazed at the starry night above them, most taking for granite the simple pleasures in life, like the twinkling of a simple star.

Lily situated herself on the hard ground farther away and higher up from the rest of the class. She started to stare up at the sky, eager to finish the worksheet and leave. She was so tired right now the only thing she could think of was just jumping into her nice comfy bed in her dorm and ending this horrible day.

She was just making the constellation Lyra off her parchment when she felt a presence beside her. She looked over and saw James sit down next to her...

...and she found herself not minding so much anymore.

He smiled at her and said, "Got any yet?"

Lily smiled as well, "I've only gotten one. How about you?"

"Just starting now," James answered, looking up at the starts. They worked in silence for a while. Lily had only one more constellation to find when James cleared his throat beside her. Looking up, she saw him stare at her, not looking as mischievous as usual.

"Lily," he said softly, "I've got something I wanted to tell you for a while now."

"Before you start," Lily spoke up, for some reason eager to know the answer to her unsaid question, "I'm a little curious to know why you four Marauders," she said the nickname a little affectionately, "have been following me around all day."

James smiled easily, "I would have thought it'd be obvious by now..."

Lily just stared at him in the moonlight, her head tilted curiously.

"...we were trying to protect you from St. Patrick's Day had its curse," James answered, his eyes twinkling.

James was bracing himself for the verbal beating (in that cute accent of Lily's) of a lifetime from her after he had confessed his plan. What he wasn't expecting, though, was a trickle of giggles flowing out of Lily's mouth. Brows furrowed, he asked, "What's so funny?"

Lily said through her quiet laughs, "You four."

"What about us?" James defensively demanded.

Lily managed to control her chuckles and said, "No, no it's nothin' bad...you see, I though' my...misfortune...for t'day was all the attention I had been gettin' from you four mischief-makers. As horrible as it sounds- now that you've told me wha' you're original plan was- all this time I was thinkin' that this was the adversity Fate had in store for me today.

"Ironic, isn' it, to find out that my bad luck had only been tryin' to keep more bad luck away from me?" she asked James.

James' eyes were wide as saucers after hearing Lily's statement.

"You mean...you thought we were the bad luck today?" he asked, a bit hurt.

Lily immediately sobered, "Well...yes," she quickly went on, "Bu' now that you've told me what was really going on, I find it...incredibly sweet."

James snapped his eyes up to meet hers, "You do?" he asked.

Lily nodded, looking at her hands, "Yes...no one has ever been so thoughtful towards me...I guess, I'm just taken aback that you and your friends were kind enough to think of somethin' so sweet.

"Though, I have to ask, why did you do it?"

If Lily were thinking logically, she would have already known the answer to her question. After all, it wasn't some mysterious secret that James Potter had been infatuated with Lily for a few years now, in fact, the whole school practically knows about it. But at that moment, Lily was so intent on hearing James' answer that she had pushed all rational thoughts aside.

This question momentarily stunned James. "Well, I guess that question will lead us back to what I was going to tell you earlier," he said. Clearly his throat nervously, he went on, "I...I guess I did it because...I-I like you...a lot..."

Lily's heart had virtually burst with happiness hearing James' stuttered sentence.

"I know that you probably don't like me that way, after all, I've been chasing you around for so many years, but-," James babbled speech was cut short when Lily's mouth seized his gently.

Forcing aside his astonishment that Lily Evans, the Lily Evans, was kissing him- on the mouth- intentionally, mind you- James deepened it, running his hand through her soft locks. Finally, after a few moments, they pulled back breathlessly.

Lily's eyes were shining brightly and she said to the blissful James, "James?"

He pulled himself out of his ecstasy and looked over at her.

She took his hand in hers and said, "This St. Patrick's Day is different than the rest...I think my "curse" is broken..."

James continued to stare at her, love in his eyes.

A smile was starting to creep onto her face again as she spoke, "I think you're my Prince Charming that had come to break my spell."
AN- And that's a wrap. Sorry it isn't the greatest, but I was hurrying through this story. I felt so guilty about leaving it alone for so long that I just wanted to get the chapter out and decided to end it there.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed for this short little ficcy of mine. Any other feedback is welcome. I am curious as to what your thoughts are about the romance part of the story. Do you think it was too rushed at the end, having Lily start to romantically like James?

I await your reviews!