A/N-This is my first fanfic so... don't go too hard on my. Also, i will update even if i get only one reveiw saying they like it, (I'm really desperate, please review!). thank you and enjoy...

Chapter One: The Threat (actually this is more like a prologue but how cares?)

Keep your eyes on the target. Stay focused. And don't slip.

James Potter mentally ran through his mental list as he moved. He was so close, and he had a chance. Only a little further.

One more step...

"Hey Evans." He said in his deeper, mature (fake) voice.

Lily Evans. The girl he had asked out only a million times before. The girl who had turned him down a million and one times before. (Don't ask how that happened, it's just how James had counted.) The girl of his dream.

She turned away from her conversation with her two best friends, Caity and Jackie, and looked coldly at James.

"What is it this time, Potter?" she asked, irritation was noticeable in her voice. James opened his moth to answer but she kept going. "Hogsmade this weekend? Or maybe a trip to the astronomy tower. And who could forget the offer for the magical journey through the Hogwarts grounds?" she added a fake smile to go with her sarcastic tone, then the smile turned sour as she was about to turn back to her friends.

James looked disappointed for a moment, but quickly snapped out of it. He had Lily's attention and he didn't want to loose it. "Hosmade," he said, smiling once again. "but not this week end." The smile turned to a scheming grin. Lily rolled her eyes, not wanting to know what he had planed, and turned back to her friends. "Awww. Come on, Evans. Just give me one chance. That's all I want! If you don't like me after that then, fine. Just one date!"

Lily turned back, now grinning herself. "I would, Potter. I really would. But there is one small little detail." she stated. James looked questioningly at her, waiting for the answer. "I don't like you." This time she turned to her friends for good, leaving James to go back to his own friends, mouth open wide in shock.

Right on schedule, like every other week, Potter, walked over to Lily at breakfast in the Great Hall.

"Potter, do me, and you and everyone who has to watch this a favor and give up." She spoke before he got a chance, then paused, mumbling to her self. "And if you don't, I can make you." She made sure only James could hear, and he did.

James must have sensed her truthfulness, because he left early, but not with out a proper good-bye. He leaned forward; his face was less that three inches from hers. If he came any closer, she was ready to back away and slap him, but she didn't get to. "I'd never give up on you, Lily."

She glared at him in the eye as he turned away. He smiled and winked as he turned to walk away.

Now, more than ever, she wished he had come closer, just so she could slap him. She was going to slap him for being stupid and not taking her threat seriously, for making her do something she didn't really want to do, and most of all for calling her 'Lily', like he never did before, just as a way to show his affection.

She was going to slap him hard next time she got the chance.

...But she never did.