They had brought the first years across the lake and Lily was thankful that that portion was over. Each time Potter had tried to grab her hand and hold it. She swore that if he tried to again then she was going to slug him. She might possibly to. She had slugged Snape once in Second Year after he had called her a Mudblood. She wasn't afraid of doing it to the arrogant, cocky, and self absorbed James Potter.

Dinner it seemed went by to fast for her liking and she was once again in the presence of Potter. Yet, even though she thought that he would try something again, he didn't. He actually had allowed her to do her duties.
She was sure there was another motive in that Potter's mind.

They were allowed to see their own dorm before they headed off to do rounds.

"I think we should split up. Catch more people." Lily said as she started to walk away from James.

"No, you'll get hurt out in the dark. I'm staying with you." Lily sighed.

"Must you?" He nodded.

"Of course my dearest Lily. I must protect my love."

"Stop calling me that."

"Why? You are my love."

"No I am not and never will be. Get that through your head."

"My head doesn't want to."

"That's because of all the Quidditch falls you have taken. Just shh..."

James walked closer to her, placing his arm across her shoulders.

"Want to snog?" He asked with a smile. She pushed him away, hard. Her lips set into a line.

"No I do not want to snog with an arrogant, prissy, stupid, self-absorbed, dumb ass, freakin' quidditch nerd."

She stormed off in a huff, taking the opposite hallway.

"Why am I trying to get her to love me again?" James asked before he headed off in the other direction.

(A/N: I am sorry this one is so short. I promise to make it up. Please review!!!)