Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story. Most of the characters were created by JK Rowling (But I made up the way they act), and the story… I'm not sure where I got the story. I guess it's a combination of a bunch of comic books. I'll list them at the end.

Author: This chapter isn't the best thing in the world. Please bare with me! FIRST CHAPTERS ARE HARD TO WRITE! NO FLAMES! Also, There may be a lot of grammatical mistakes, so… sorry.

::Chapter 1: Always Lock the Door::

Lily Evans and James Potter stood in the middle of the Transfiguration classroom. The lights were all off; everything would be in complete darkness if it weren't for the moonlight that fell through the curtains.

"I'm tired of this," Lily said. She tilted her head downward so James wouldn't be able to see the tears that came to her eyes. She shoved the papers she held into his chest. "Tell them everything if you please. Just," she paused trying to find the right words, "just leave me alone."

Her crimson red hair flew behind her as she began a soft trot for the door. Thrusting the door open, she began heading for the Heads' Tower.

"Lily," James called. It was the first time he had used her given name. "wait." She stopped in the doorway to hear what he had to say. "I'm so sorry."

"Goodbye," She murmured. It was barely a whisper when she said it, but James was still able to hear her clearly. She quickly ran out.

***Rewind: Back to the Beginning of Seventh Year***

"Hey! Lily," Someone called on the bright day of September 1st. Lillian Evans turned around to spot who it was.

"Hey, Beth!" Lily called to her best friend. Elizabeth Arcel, or Beth for short, was Lily's best friend since the first train ride to Hogwarts. She had long black hair that was usually kept in a pony tail. Her black eyes were always had a mysterious glint to them. She was one of the most interesting people to be around.

"Is it true? Are you really Head Girl?" Beth asked excitedly.

"HECK YEAH!" Lily called. They gave one another a high five. "I wonder who the Head Boy's going to be."

"Well name the prefects of our year. Let's see who's most likely to become the Head Boy."

"There was Remus Lupin, Raye Chang, Amos Diggory, and Flare Zabini," Lily counted each of them off. "Flare was prissy, so I hope it's not him…"

"Yeah, and Remus didn't really help out," Beth added. "I guess he didn't want any of the Marauders to start picking on him."

"Raye was too filled with his Quidditch to care about the actual job as a Prefect," Lily added. "I hope it's Amos."

"Of course you'd hope it were Amos!" Beth laughed. "I mean, you've been obsessed with him since 3rd year, and if he were Head Boy, you two would have the Heads' Tower all to yourselves and all." She gave Lily a little wink.

"Ah, there's the bell! We'd better load the train," Lily changed the subject. Her cheeks were rosy pink now. "Tell Faye I said hi!"

"And Cindy?" Beth asked. "I know you two aren't on the best of terms, but you could at least say hi to her. Faye and I are tired of trying to get you two to stop fighting!"

"Fine, fine!" Lily said, waving the idea off. "Say hi to Cindy. I'll be in the Heads' Compartment! See you!"

Lily headed in the opposite direction of Beth. She took a seat in the Heads' Compartment, waiting to see who her partner was for the rest of the year.

The door slid open. "Evans? I thought it'd be you."

Lily looked in horror at James Potter. "What? It can't be you! YOU WEREN'T EVEN A PREFECT! Wait a minute… You stole that badge off Lupin, didn't you?"

He tossed her his Heads' badge. It clearly said James Potter on it, causing a shiver to go down Lily's spine. She tossed it back.

"Fine," She replied. On the brighter side, had been nicer and less arrogant since 5th year ended. She sighed, "Let's go and meet the new Prefects.

They walked into the compartment next door to theirs. "For the rules," Lily took charge. "You are not allowed to abuse your position-"

"Only we are," James added in with a grin.


"You cannot take House Points away from someone out of hate."

"But we can boss you around out of hate."

"Same goes for detentions."

"Same goes for detentions," James kept his grin as some of the Prefects began to laugh.

"If something is troubling you, you may go to the Heads' Tower for questions."

"But," James added, "If that Tower's a-rockin, don't come a knockin'!"

Lily just shook her head as a smile quirked her lips. "The Prefects bathroom was made just for you, so please don't give away the password."

"Girls, if I'm there while you're taking a bath, I'm just there to supervise," He said with shifty eyes.

"Okay, you may head back now," Lily said with while giving James a quick punch in the shoulder.

"Question," The Slytherin male raised his hand.

"Yes?"

"How come a poor mudblood became the Head Girl? I don't mind the fact that she's muggle born as some other people would, but did she have to be poor too?"

Lily looked at him for a second. She was about to reply when James butted in. "Does it really matter? I mean, she's still a very clever witch. In fact, I'm sure she knows a spell that could torture you so bad, you'd be willing to run out of this train and into an ocean… we all know you can't swim, Miller."

The Slytherin took his gaze towards James now. The two looked at one another, tension in the room grew. Finally, a mere wink from James caused the boy to run out.

"I guess the Slytherin Prefects have decided to take their rounds first. We'll go in reverse alphabetical order of House name. Slytherins, Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, Gryffindors, and then Evans and I will go," James said, waving the Prefects out.

When they all left, James turned to Lily. "Why do you allow people to call you poor? You've gotten most of the people to stop calling you mud- mud- mud-"

"Mudblood," She added in.

He cringed at the word. "Yeah, but you allow poor to keep going! What's with you? Sure people call you poor to your face, but behind your back people say you're-"

"A hobo, homeless, without a roof over my head, a wanderer," Lily ticked them off on her fingers. "I know that. You used to say those to my face from first year to fourth!"

He just shrugged. "I guess if you don't care."

"I don't."

"I should head back to my usual compartment."

"I would if I were you."

"So bye."

"Bye."

He walked out. Lily just sat down on the floor while resting her head on the wall. She wasn't poor, in fact, she was the opposite of it. Her family was so rich, she could sleep on a pile of galleons if she wanted to. So who started the rumor she was poor? Lily. She encouraged it too.

When she went to a private school, everyone knew how rich she was, so wanted to be her friend for that reason. Most of them didn't even like her, they just wanted her money. Someone told her the truth on how everyone else thought during 5th grade graduation. The truth cut her like a knife.

So now when she got to Hogwarts, she wanted real friends, so made up a lie that she was poor. That lie spread around quickly, and she made friends with the 2 people that defended her: Beth and Faye. Their [Beth and Faye's] friend Cindy helped with the spreading of the rumors, but not because she wanted to help Lily. She didn't even know the truth yet Lily, of course, told her two new friends the secret, but she vowed she wouldn't tell Cindy until she stopped treating Lily like crap.

Lily shook her head. "I'd better go to meet them."

~~~

"So Lily's the Head Girl?" Sirius asked. He raised his goblet of pumpkin juice up. "Cheers! You still trying to get her in the palm of your hand?"

"Of course!" James replied. He took his goblet and hit it against Sirius's. "I'm willing to do almost everything!"

"Yeah, well," Remus said. "Just remember. She may be poor, but for some reason she won't let anyone try to buy her."

"Yeah," Peter added. "She's too proud."

"Proud to be poor?" Sirius asked surprised. "Wormtail, you lunk head! She doesn't want people to think she's so poor she needs charity. Not because she's proud! JEEZ!"

When the food was pretty much cleared off the plates, Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome back to another year at Hogwarts! Quidditch tryouts will be held next Tuesday, so come prepared! I would like to inform you that all your teachers had a great summer break and came back as healthy as ever," the crowd booed. "Thank you. And finally, I would like to welcome the new Head Students: James Potter and Lily Evans!" The hall erupted in applause. "Please head to the dormitories, and I would like to see the Mr. Potter and Ms. Evans up here!"

Lily and James walked up to Dumbledore. "Now I would like to explain that your password was a made up phrase, that most of the students would never guess it, and that's why we chose it," He said after everyone else left the hall. "Your password, is Farty Party."

"Farty Party?" Lily asked. She thought that each of the other passwords were pretty mature and clever, but Farty Party took her by complete surprise. She looked to her left and saw that James was trying not to burst out laughing.

"Well, be off!"

~~~

James and Lily stepped into the Heads' Tower. It looked similar to the Gryffindor common room, but slightly smaller. There were two staircases. One leading to Lily's room, the other leading to James's. They waved one another goodnight and headed off to their dormitories.

Lily stepped into hers first and took a seat next to the mirror. It was nice to act poor, but she couldn't keep the whole act up 24/7. She opened her trunk and pulled out a pair of diamond earrings, a black laced hair ribbon, and a common nightgown she'd wear.

She remembered those horrifying words that she was told as she looked at her items.

'The truth is… none of us really like you as a friend or enemy. I'm telling you this because I felt bad and I don't want you to get fooled next year, but the only thing we really like… is your money.'

She changed into the strap-less black gown that seemed to fit her body perfectly. Putting on the earrings, she checked her reflection and liked what she saw.

Just then, her door slammed open. "Evans, there's only 1 bathroom, so first come first-" He looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Poor?" Was all he said. She looked at him in shock.

'The door. I forgot to lock the door,' was all she could think.

::End Chapter::