A/N: As soon as I read Loraliant Angelisa Snape's review, I knew I wanted to change this chapter. I hope you find it more satisfactory. Thank you to all my reviewers!

Chapter Two

Lily skipped a little and squinted her eyes.

She saw a tree a few yards away and decided to take a break and rest under the shade of the tree.

Lily always did this when she was tired.

She walked over to the tree and sat down on the dew-stained grass.

Lily picked an apple from a low branch and bit in to, thinking.

She remembered how mad she was at Petunia the last time she came to this tree.

"Petunia! That's my personal stuff!" Lily yelled when she caught Petunia looking through her shoebox.

"Who's James?" Petunia asked, reading one of the letters.

"Petunia, get out! I respect your privacy, why can't you respect mine?" Lily yelled and grabbed the box away from her sister.

Petunia was still reading the letter.

Lily was about to snatch it away from her, when she saw tears forming in Petunia's eyes.

"Petunia? What's wrong?" Lily asked quietly.

"How is it that someone like you has everything? The looks, the smarts, you even have a boyfriend!" Petunia screeched, waving the letter around madly.

"Petunia, are...are you jealous?" Lily asked, shocked.

Lily rubbed Petunia's back in a sisterly way and gently removed the letter from Petunia's hands.

"Please stay out of my stuff from now on, OK Petunia?" Lily asked her younger sister.

"Get away from me, you freak!" Petunia yelled and jumped away from Lily.

"Freak? Petunia, are you talking about my witchcraft?" Lily asked angrily.

Petunia stuffed her fingers in her ears and hummed.

"Just because I have a magical ability doesn't mean that I'm some sort of...lunatic!" Lily screeched and ran outside, taking her box with her.

She ran all the way to the tree and sat down.

Lily wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at the letter Petunia had been reading:

Dear Lily,

Hi Lily! How are you? I hope you're having a good summer. Mine has been miserable without you. I wish I could see you. Maybe we could meet at the villiage sometime? Well, I have to go now. Don't forget me over the summer, alright?

Missing you,
James

Lily smiled as she remembered the letter.

She memorized it by now and sometimes recited it to herself when she was in a bad mood.

"Hey there, Lils."

Lily jumped and dropped her apple when she heard James' voice behind her.

"James! You scared me!" she said and turned around to see the grinning sixteen-year-old holding a broomstick.

Lily narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "What are you doing here, anyway?"

"I wanted to see you." James said a smiled.

Lily felt her heart melt, and she couldn't help but return the smile.

"Need a lift?" He offered, holding out his broomstick.

Lily glanced nervously at the broomstick, "I'm...I'm afraid of heights." she said.

"So?" James asked stupidly.

"Use your overly-large head and figure it out, Potter! I have to go now." Lily said and stood up.

"Aw, c'mon, Lily!" James pleaded.

Without waiting for a reply, he picked her up and placed her on his broom that was now floating in the air.

"No! James, don't!" she screeched.

"Relax, Lily." James said and he climbed on behind her.

"No! James, let me down NOW!" Lily said and slid off the broom.

She straightened up.

"Leave me alone." she said and walked off.

James flew up next to her.

"Please Lily! You know how much easier it will be. Just give me a chance! I swear, there is nothing better then the feeling you have when you first fly on a broomstick." James said as he flew beside her.

The first thought Lily had was that there was a better feeling: being in love beat flying any day.

Lily ignored him for ten minutes before she felt like another break.

"Y'know, Lily, I would gladly give you a lift." James said persuasively.

Lily eyed his broom and grinned evily, but she soon covered it up with an innocent expression.

James got off his broom and sat down next to her.

"So, Lily. What are you going to do at the market?" James asked while tossing an apple to himself.

"I'm going to buy a few things." She replied.

Lily looked behind James, "What does he think he's doing?"

Lily exclaimed at a non-existent person behind James.

James looked over his shoulder, "Lily, I don't see any-"

"Thanks for the broom!" Lily interupted.

James looked up at where the voice came from and saw Lily riding his broom, just beyond reach.

"Hey! I thought you were afraid of heights!" James exclaimed while jumping to his feet.

"I lied." Lily said simply.

"Most girls can't lie to the face of James Potter." James said proudly.

"Yeah? Well I'm not like most girls, Potter." Lily said and flew off towards the villiage, leaving James helpless in the middle of nowhere.

James scratched his head stupidly.

'How thick can I get?' he thought miserably and bit into his apple.

'I'll just wait for Lily here.' James thought and settled down on the warm grass.

He felt his eyelids droop and the last thing he remembered was seeing a bird fly over him.

A/N: Better? Let's hope...